One Step Closer - 7 💕

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Jungkook was missing his dad a bit too much today—his soothing voice, comforting scent, warm smile, everything about him. His wolf was finally cracking under all the pressure and feeling so lost. He didn't remember the last time he felt this way.

Even when they had nothing, they were happy. They had each other. Even when the roof leaked or the heating system failed during the peak of winter, they had each other.

Tears burned his eyes. "I miss you, dad," his voice cracked. "I don't know what to do without you. I have no one. Why did you have to leave me alone?"

The omega scrolled through his dad's phone. His father had a habit of recording videos for him whenever he was awake. Since he worked a lot, his dad would leave him a little something for him for when he came back at night to the hospital and his dad would be sleeping under medication.

Perhaps he could watch the old videos and pretend everything was well. He wiped his cheeks with his t-shirt sleeve and entered the gallery.

He perked when he noticed the new videos. He hadn't been able to look at his phone since the funeral with everything going around him. Jungkook swiftly played the one he recognised as the most recent video his dad had recorded before he went into surgery.

His heart squeezed painfully when his father's weak smile lit the screen.

"Jungkook-ah, my little star, this might be the last video I record in this lifetime." His smile didn't reach his eyes that held pain. "I'm agonizing over the fact that I've been hiding this from you for quite some time. You're working too hard, and I didn't want you to lose hope."

His weak voice filled the small one-bedroom home he lived in. Jungkook heard the soft wheeze and noticed how his dad struggled to breathe. How did he not notice this sooner? Maybe he always did but didn't want to acknowledge that his father was withering away.

"I tried my best to fight this losing battle, but I don't think I can keep going anymore. I'm exhausted, my son. It's time for me to go to your mother." His father took another deep breath and wiped his eyes.

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