Warnings: major character death, swearing, mental breakdown, etc.
The first spring morning of the year found Yoongi, Hoseok, Jimin, Taehyung and Jungkook looking all around the house for Namjoon.
It was supposed to be just another normal day, and they even decided to talk things out with Namjoon in attempt to make things all right before breakfast. However, when Namjoon didn't emerge from his bedroom for a very long time, they went to his room, only to find it empty of it's occupant.
Everything was in place. Jin's clothes and jewelry, that Namjoon stored away so carefully, were kept neatly inside the closet and on the vanity respectively. Koya and RJ sat on the table as usual, and the only thing that wan't in place was Jin's diary, which lay on top of the bed.
The locket that Namjoon gave Jin for their first Christmas and the moon pendant were missing along with the broken-hearted male.
The other five males scattered all around the house in search of Namjoon. In every room, every balcony... Up the stairs. They climbed up every floor and checked every room, both the ones kept clean all the time and the ones that'd gathered dust of years from not being entered for a long time.
Still, they didn't find Namjoon anywhere. When Taehyung suggested that they should check the rooftop, all of the others agreed, and they climbed up the stairs to the top floor together, right behind each other.
They knew that Namjoon was there for sure, probably angry with all of them. There were so many ways to make up, though, right?
As soon as they pushed open the door to the rooftop, the five young men were greeted by the breathtaking smell of freshly bloomed flowers, every different scent of them travelling to them with the soft gentle breeze that swept over them. It kissed their warm and flushed skin from running around and cooled them, making their hair fly back and sway. The sky was indigo, any hint of the thin gray clouds that were there even a week ago gone.
"Spring day's here!" Jimin said in surprise, but a soft smile crept to his lips.
Yoongi's blossoms hadn't grown this beautiful and fresh in years. This was the first time they'd bloomed this much, or smelled so pleasant and sweet that their fragrance lingered in the atmosphere of the whole house.
"We'd been so busy fighting all the time recently that we didn't even realize till now," Jungkook laughed quietly, his onyx eyes sparkling as he looked around at the beauty of spring.
"Let's just break Joon hyung's anger any way we can and drag his ass here," Taehyung suggested, smiling too. "It's been ages we'd taken a nice and cheesy group photo."
"Come on, then," Hoseok urged with a bright expression, and he stepped into the open rooftop, the others following. "What are we waiting for?"
"That's why Joon wasn't in his room," Yoongi said quietly, admiring his surroundings. "Who'd stay inside in a beautiful weather like this?"
Everyone's clothes flapped against their body in the wind, and they all smiled at the indigo sky, so bright and clear. Winter was finally gone. The long cold nights and the dark gloomy days were gone.
Jimin thought how similar the morning was to the one last year, the very day Jin sacrificed himself for him, and he felt respect and a little pain surge through his chest as he looked at the blue, blue sky. Wherever you are, I hope you're happy and in peace right now, Jin hyung. Saranghae.
"Namjoon?!" Yoongi terrified scream ripped through the air, putting an end to the beautiful moment.
Everyone looked around to see Yoongi kneeling down on the ground and shaking Namjoon's resting figure leaning against the wall. The maknaes froze, their hearts beating so fast it hurt, and stared at their hyungs, while Hoseok slowly stepped forward to kneel down next to Yoongi, feeling shocked and numb when he realized what'd happened.
Namjoon's tanned face was shining in the soft sunlight, cascaded by his silky black hair, and his eyelids were shut so that his brown lashes touched his cheekbones, and there was a wide smile across his face, as if he were the happiest man who'd lived in this world, and he didn't even move at all despite how Yoongi shook his shoulder, and his smile didn't falter even the slightest.
His own hands trembling, Hoseok took one of Namjoon's in them, the one that didn't hold Jin's opened locket tightly, and his heart sank horribly when he realized that Namjoon was colder than ice... And when he tried to feel his pulse, there was none.
"Namjoon, wake up," Yoongi called, looking frantic as he shook the sleeping male's shoulder. "Come on, wake up."
"Baby," Hoseok choked out in a whisper, though he didn't know how he even managed to form a proper word. "He... h-he's g-gone."
Yoongi still didn't believe him, and he shook Namjoon even more violently. "Come on, Namjoon, wake up!" He screamed, his voice breaking. "I'm sorry I said those things. I didn't mean any of it, I swear. Fucking wake up and talk to me!"
Hoseok's eyes filled with tears as he dropped Namjoon's hand and speechlessly stared at his boyfriend, who desperately shook Namjoon, unstopping, though the latter made no reply and his smile remained.
"This isn't funny, you motherfucking asshole! Wake up!!!" Yoongi screamed, but then suddenly softened completely, his voice barely a whisper, begging. "Wake up, please... Joon-ah, p-please."
Yoongi stared hopefully at Namjoon's face, but the latter never moved or answered him, looking so happy as he leaned against the wall, facing the cloudless sky above. He was finally at peace.
Namjoon had left too, just like Jin, to join him.
Yoongi slowly let go of his shoulder and buried his face in his hands, his body rocking with silent sobs as he knelt in front of his best friend. The truth that he'll never respond to him with that mischievous glint in his dragon eyes or that cocky dimpled smirk ever again sank in with the most devastating reality. Until now, he'd never realized how much he was going to miss this, their special love-hate relationship that'd unconsciously grown so deep.
Hoseok pulled him to his chest, tears spilling down his own face as he looked at Namjoon's peaceful resting face.
"It's okay, hyung, don't cry," the third oldest said, though he couldn't stop himself, a painful lump lodged in his throat. "It's okay. We're okay. Namjoon's okay. It's all right that he l-left. H-he was suffering. He'll be f-fine. He's with Jin h-hyung n-now."
Yoongi made no answer as he cried hard into Hoseok's chest and grieved over Namjoon, even though he knew that the younger was right. And he was happy too. Namjoon had finally gotten what he'd suffered for. But still, the fact that he was going to miss him terribly was a huge understatement.
"I-I'm here," Hoseok whispered, letting out a sob or two in between himself. "D-don't worry, hyung. W-we'll be okay."
As the two men mourned over their dongsaeng, carressing his forehead and moving his hair out of his face, they both kissed his forehead, knowing that his soul was at peace. No matter how sudden this was and how unacceptable, they were glad because they knew that Namjoon's suffering had ended. That was what should matter the most, right?
Jimin, Taehyung and Jungkook, who were quietly standing in their place and watching their hyungs, finally felt the truth sink in, and despite how their hearts ached so painfully, they were able to bear it, having grown so accustomed to it. However, there were tears pooling their eyes as they stared up at the breathtaking sky above.
"It's okay... They're finally happy," Taehyung whispered, pulling Jimin and Jungkook as close as he could, as if afraid of losing them too, his arms around their shoulders. "Jin hyung and Joon hyung are finally together again, though only five of us are remaining. We'll still be seven, whether we're here or not. We made that promise years ago."
"We just have to wait for several more winters, and I know that the spring when all seven of us will reunite again will be there one day," Jimin said, eyelashes matted with tears as he batted them away, gritting his teeth together even though he smiled softly.
Jungkook, however, said nothing, staring into the blue sky above, silently shedding tears.
You didn't keep your word just like Jin hyung, Joon hyung, he thought bitterly with gentleness and affection in his heart. He promised to spend time with me just like you did. But none of you kept the promise. Both of you left me alone. It's fine, though. I accept it. I still have my four other hyungs, and I know that soon, just like Jimin said, we'll join you and we'll reunite again. I won't leave your and Jin hyung's side ever again. You two rest in peace now, and be ready for my torment again, yeah?
In every place and in every life, your Kookie will find you and bully you to no end. Always.
Jungkook chuckled softly and closed his eyes, tilting his head back as he let the cool air soothe his tear-streaked face.
So what if Namjoon left them? They'd all leave one by one too, and then, everything will be okay. They'll be together.
More dark days and bright days will come and go, but in the end, they're nothing that can stop or defeat love.
The five young men knew that the two boys in the pictures of the locket Namjoon gave to Jin were finally happy, and that was enough for them to accept their departure and be contented.
Just because they were going away didn't mean that they were leaving.
They would meet again, and when they did, nothing could separate them anymore.
Love isn't a feeling that was bound by earth alone. It is stretched for endless miles.
And that was why even though they stayed in their places and mourned, the men still felt as if Jin and Namjoon were right there.
They were just going out of sight for a little while, not leaving them forever.
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I can't believe that the next chapter is going to be the last chapter of this book. I honestly don't know how I feel but don't blame me 😭😭😭. My feelings are all messed up.
Still, I hope you all don't hate me for what I did, but it is a happy ending, anyways, right? Our Namjin is finally together 😭😢😭
Anyways, I'm gonna miss writing this book.
Y'all stay safe and have a great day/ night. You're loved and precious. Saranghae 😭❤
IRA 💜🌈