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august 30th, 2004
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it was silent except for the couple of sniffles a small, black haired boy let out. his hand was loosely resting in his dad's. the black coffin in front of him was pristine. clean enough for jungkook to see all his snot running down his nose.
the priest had already finished and everything was silent. most people left but some people stayed. one family with a little girl, and a couple who were holding hands. his dad let go of his hand, causing jungkook to turn to him.
"i will be back okay, i'm just going to talk to the lawyer. okay jungkook?" he cocked his head to the side, and jungkook nodded.
he turned back to the coffin then let his hand brush over it. they were sweatier than he thought, so his fingerprints smudged onto it.
he sat down in one of the seats then wiped h
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