Tying the red not (oneshot)
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Foreword
Author's note: The title was supposedly [i]I'll Be There[/i] but I kinda changed it. So, I don't own anyone here. Taeyang, my OC, even though I made her up, but yep :) hope you guys like it :)
Eung Jung’s POV
“I’ll see you when I get back…” Young Bae kissed my forehead. I was keeping my balance still. Any moment I feel like I will faint. I didn’t tell him anything. I felt dizzy. My surroundings were spinning. “I can’t wait to see you back home baby.” I looked up to him, my eyes were about to close, I could see him smile. Though it was blurry. “Kwenchana Eun Jung ah?” I nodded my head though I can feel I’m going to give up. “Don’t worry about me, I’m fine. Go now, or you’ll be the reason your flight is delayed. Just hurry back home to me.” He gave me one last kiss on my lips. “I will…” He whispered. Young Bae hurried off. I was standing still keeping my balance until he was out of sight. I turned around to get my way through the exit but before I could reach the exit, everything went black.
I woke up seeing white everywhere. I sat up and but ended up laying back down again. I felt someone squirm by the hospital bed side. I looked at who it was. I was surprised to see Young Bae’s older brother. “Oppa…” I called out for him huskily. He lifted his head and started to squint his eyes. “Oh! Mianhae Eun Jung ah.” He said while rubbing his eyes. “Glad you’re awake.” I smiled. “How many hours have I been sleeping?” I asked. He hesitated to say. “Hyun Bae oppa. Please tell me?” I begged. “Ok. You’ve been sleeping for 2 days…” He trailed off. I was afraid this would happen. “Did you tell him?” I asked Hyun Bae oppa again without looking at him. “Sorry Eun Jung ah.” I nodded silently. “Why didn’t you tell us? Specially him.” I closed my eyes and felt tears run down my cheeks. “I don’t want him to worry, oppa.” I heard him stood up. “Even if I didn’t tell him about your condition. Would you tell him? If I asked you to?” I shook my head, “No. I won’t. It’ll just hurt him.” He stooped down and kissed my forehead. “I understand. Please get better… for him.” He gave me a hug. “He’ll be here in a few days time.” He reached for the door. “I’ll call the doctor.”
I already knew I have brain cancer since I was in my first year in University. I took medicines but never surgery. Medicines were there to sustain my life. I know the doctor said that it won’t take me a few years and I will die. But I proved them wrong. I stayed strong and healthy for 6 years. Even though a few glitch, colds, cough and fever were here and there, I can still get pass through it. Maybe this time, this is what the heavens are planning for me. I have to learn to accept it.
I was watching TV and found a channel that showed my favourite movie. Then I heard a soft knock from the door. I saw him and he rushed to my bed side and my cheek. “I was in the US to practice and prepare for my solo album when Hyun Bae hyung called me that you were sick and confined here. Not only you are sick, but you are in a terrible condition for such a long time – and you never told me about it…” I don’t really know what to say, I just held his hand that was my cheek. I let out a sigh and just shook my head. I don’t know what to say and I just looked up at him with teary eyes. “I asked the doctor if surgery was possible and he said he offered you that before. But you refused! Why would you refuse a surgery that could save you?” He asked me. “The surgery can’t save me, Bae. Even after the surgery. I won’t survive. I will not live to see you again. I want to be able to be with you until the very last performance you’ll do, being my superstar. That’s all I can ask for.” I whispered hoarsely and slowly sat up from your lying position. He adjusted the pillow behind me and held my hand, it softly. He bit his lips as he looks at me, I could see the shock at how pail and frail I looked. He leans in forward against my forehead, he kisses away my tears, my cheeks again. The nurses came in and shooed him away for the visiting hours are over and he had to leave – I know in my heart that he doesn’t want to leave me just yet. I saw him took out something from his pocket and slipped the ring quickly on my finger, “I love you.”
I consulted my doctor again about my current condition. He said that if I don’t do surgery, I’ll only have a maximum of one month left. I pleaded him to let me go home for the remaining days of my life. I really didn’t want to do the surgery. I don’t really care. I just want to watch my Taeyang perform and support him at home. My doctor finally agreed after I persistenly begged him. I was given extra medication to make me look healthy. I told my boyfriend that the doctors said my condition has stabilized and improved. He believed me, because I did really look a lot better.
It was the week of his comeback. On a Thursday it was performace on M! Countdown, after he performed, he eagerly told you that he told the audience that he was in love. The audience screamed but they didn’t take it seriously. The next day on Music Bank, he told everyone that he was dating. This made his fans go crazy, they were wondering what was happening. People watching live streams at home quickly went on forums to discuss the issue. You knew, that he knew, Taeyang knew this would happen, he did this on purpose, he did this for you. On Music Core that Saturday, he announced that he was married and wore the other pair of the wedding ring he gave me. Speculations of the situation were going mad online. Fans even camped outside YGE to find out what’s happening. But Taeyang refused to see his fans.
It was a Sunday, the last comeback performance Taeyang will perform. My mom was with me, and walks out of her bedroom to join me on the sofa. “Young Bae is on television for Inkigayo tonight, aren’t you proud? I’d say I am! Let’s watch together?” She the television as it flickers and it showed another kpop group just finishing their performace. “NEXT UP – Taeyang!” I heard the host announced as I smiled silently, and I can’t wait for him to perform. I felt a jolt out of nowhere and everything went black.
Mom’s POV
I could feel my daughter’s body slowly limp off the sofa, “Eun Jung ah? Eun Jung ah?!” I shook her as hard as I can, “Eun Jung ah!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
Taeyang’s POV
I was still in the backstage – having last make up touches by make-up noona. I felt my phone vibrate. I saw the sender’s name, it was Eun Jung’s mom:
Young Bae ya… She’s gone.
I was expressionless. My make-up artist asked if I was okay, I responded her with a toneless yes. It was my turn to perform, I delivered it magnificently like everyone expected me to do. I started to cry to the end but I still managed to sing it beautifully. I see the awe of my fans, but no one said anything. They cheers stopped me. Everyone just wanted to listen to me. The music ended. I’m still standing here. “Thank you for tolerating my performance. I’m sure I made you all very worried these few days. I’m so sorry. The things I said before were true. I’m in love. I’m dating. I’m married. But something happened today…” I stopped and choked on my tears, “My wife passed away. She had cancer but wouldn’t do the surgery because she wanted to see me perform. I couldn’t even give her a perfect wedding. All I could do was make our relationship public. I love her… a lot. I won’t marry anyone else, because I can’t, my heart is already take away from me. I love you… Eun Jung ah.”
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