That's what matters

I'm Back Until I Die

AN: Hi guys ^^ Umm.. I'm kinda glad that some of the ones who commented didn't notice... well yeah whatever xD So, officially, this chapter is an epilogue of sort, and the last chap. BUT I'm not marking this complete as there will be a little surprise in a few days. So please, don't unsub. I think you will like the surprise. ^.^


Months had passed since... that day. It was still hard to accept that it had really happened. It was so quick, too quick, like a nightmare. One that would make you go insane and haunt you forever. One that is real...

I stood there by the bed, looking at it sadly. Sometimes I could still see his tiny, fragile form on it. Sometimes I could still hear his soft, sometimes uneven breaths. There were times when I could feel his warmth on my skin. When I could feel his soft, pink lips against mine.

Sometimes, but only sometimes if I closed my eyes, I could hear his sweet, cheerful voice. I could hear his soft laugh, and I could see a flash of his pale yet flawless face.

I missed him. The urge to go after him had been overwhelming, but I couldn't do it. I knew it. I had promised him, even if we never talked about it. I knew that what he had done in the beginning, was to help me. So I could forget him and go on with my life. But I couldn't. However hard I tried to forget him, so I could keep my promise and at least act happy, I couldn't.

My mother was a mess. Heck even, my father had broken down countless times since that day. And he wasn't like that. But he loved him as another son. Even his own parents had been struck by the fact, though they didn't really show it.

Slowly, I walked to my desk, glancing at the picture that had been placed on it. It was him, the last photo I had taken of him... He was smiling weakly at the camera, eyes looking into the far distance. It had only been a few days before... that moment.

I could still remember it like it had happened mere minutes ago.

His body slowly went limp as he fell asleep, his beautiful eyes fluttering close. I knew that soon, he was going to leave me. But I didn't want to accept that fact. I wanted him with me. I wanted the old Bummie who used to tease me at every possible occasion despite the fact that he had always had a crush on me. I wanted to see his real smiles lit up his face completely, feline eyes glowing with happiness.

But that boy had disappeared. I still loved him more than anything, but I knew that the one I loved was already gone for good. And as much as I wanted him to come back, I knew that I had to be content with holding this fragile, sick boy in my arms... I admired him for being so strong though. He only lost himself at the end of his sickness.

I felt him stir in my arms, and incoherent whisper leaving his dry lips. I kissed his forehead gently, whispering sweet, soothing words into his ear. A small smile tugged at the end of his lips, the ones that used to be so pink and full, yet now looked so dull. But still, they were his. And whatever had happened to him, I was going to love him until I died. I was sure of that fact.

Another soft sound left those lips and I leant close to him, listening to his uneven breaths. They were so slow sometimes, then suddenly slow quick until they slowed down again. I was scared. I knew that I was going to lose him..

A tear slid down my face as I remembered those last hours spent with him. I remembered as his tiny body started trembling, his fever rising.

I called for my mother, my voice shaky as I held him tight, rubbing his back soothingly. "Please, Bummie..."I whispered into his ear, kissing it gently. "Please..." I begged him, sobs racking through my body.

My mother ran upstairs as if she already knew what was happening. She called an ambulance immediately. I held Kibum tight, his shivering form getting warmer and warmer in my arms.

We put wet cloths on his forehead, trying to him down. We had called everyone here, our friends, and even his parents were on their way.

He was taken from me, his tiny figure shaking uncontrollably now. I was crying.. My mother was crying, leaning onto my dad for support.

We rushed to the hospital. I can barely remember that short time.. He was still alive but...

The last time he opened his now unseeing eyes, he asked for me. His voice was soft and slurred, almost incoherent as he stared ahead. I ran to him, pushing the doctors who were surrounding him away slightly. I grabbed his cold, tiny hand and kissed it, telling him that I was there. Taemin ran to us, his sobs never fading. Even Minho was there, holding Taemin as tears glistened in his eyes...

His parents had arrived slowly as well. His mother was looking into his unblinking, empty eyes, whispering that she was sorry. Was she really, or was she just saying it? I wasn't sure... But at that moment, it wasn't her that mattered. I would sometimes kiss Kibum, who was barely conscious by that time. He just looked ahead, sometimes incoherent whispers leaving his parted lips. We were all there, wishing that he would suddenly heal or at least get a bit better. But he didn't.

Minutes, then hours passed slowly, and all the remaining life left my boyfriend's tiny, thin frame...

And slowly, slowly, Kibum's eyes fluttered close for the last time. His heart stopped, signaled by the loud beeping sound of the heart monitor he was hooked up to...

I wiped my tears away, gently touching his picture, imagining that it was really him, smiling at me softly. "I miss you..."I thought. "But I promised."I added in my thought, a bitter smile gracing my lips as I stumbled to my bed, practically falling on it.

My love for him was never going to cease. I knew it. But I was going to be strong. And even if in the beginning, he wanted me and everyone to forget him, I knew that I wouldn't, and neither would our friends. He came back for us, even if he hadn't stayed for long, but we were happy., And that's what really matters, right?


AN: Well.. yeah, I.. yeah xD But... I guess I hope you liked this? See, he actually woke up after falling asleep, but it wasn't really him anymore xD I just wanted to give a flashback of it and it seemed better I guess. Please, don't forget that there still will be a chapter or two. And you all will love them :D

Like this story? Give it an Upvote!
Thank you!
Katakatica
I almost forgot about the sequel, guys xD Note will be up once the foreword + poster are done for it, along with a short prologue...first chap will be up once

Comments

You must be logged in to comment
Xyakori
#1
Chapter 29: Im crying....
Miss_Ineo
#2
Chapter 34: OMG such feels T_T
paetals
#3
hi! i hope you dont mind but i featured this story in my jongkey collection :) i gave credit, and if you want i can link them to your profile too. i'll probably be featuring a lot of your writings because i love all of your writing hehe

you can find the collection here:
https://www.asianfanfics.com/story/view/701668/jongkey-collection-angst-jonghyun-jongkey-key-shinee
SHOVEL_SMACKER #4
Chapter 1: .-. why the hell did he go back if he didnt want people to remember him .-.
saraforkin
#5
i am going to read it again so that i can read the sequel >.<
soohyuntheleader
#6
Chapter 1: The first chapter definitely drew me. I will continue reading :D
BeleniKate #7
Chapter 34: ;;;;;___;;;;; my feels.
DevotedShawol
#8
Chapter 34: Yaaaaay sequel! It seems angsty though ; ;
wildvampire
#9
Chapter 34: OH MY GOD IM SO EXCITED I MIGHT PEE MY PANTS HBFFHBKKJBV