Jin took a deep breath as he stepped into the funeral home. He gulped at the sight of Sunhee’s coffin from afar, still not believing the fact that she was the one lying in it. Her mom was crying by the coffin while her dad was trying to soothe the wife.

Jin scanned the whole room. He then carefully approached Taehyung who was sitting at the corner with his face buried on his palms. He took a seat beside him and just sat there doing nothing else than watching the younger silently mourned his sister.

Nobody knew the real reason of her death except Jin and Taehyung. Knowing that it wouldn’t make any sense if they told the truth, they decided to cover Yoongi’s crime. He couldn’t be sued either though.

The day before, Taehyung just agreed on Jin’s idea about it since he couldn’t think of any better ideas. It was being said that she was found dead in the third floor which made everybody simply thought it was a suicide as well as Yoongi’s, but their speculations were later proved invalid. There weren’t any scratches or damages on her body. Yoongi’s choke on her miraculously didn’t leave any bruises as he did his magic again.

Jin glanced towards the other side of the room, there was Jimin sobbing on his own alone. He decided to get up and went to soothe him instead since he looked worse than Taehyung himself. He sat beside him and wrapped his arm around his shoulder.

“She wouldn’t like to see you mourn this much,” said Jin.

But Jimin couldn’t stop himself from crying. “H-Hyung, why this happened t-to her?” he asked in frustration. “Why did she have to leave us this early?”

Jin faintly smiled. “It’s her fate,” whispered him. By that a drop of tears fell on his cheek. “Don’t worry, Jimin-ah. She’ll be happy in her new life.” Being honest, he hated to say that, but nonetheless that’s the truth. At least she got to live with Yoongi, her love.

Jin got back to sit beside Taehyung after calming Jimin down. Taehyung still didn’t budge at his presence there as he stayed silent, seemed to have lost his strength to sob. His swollen face was still being hidden over his palms.

Jin had been watching him for the last 10 minutes before Taehyung finally lifted his head up.

“Have you gone there?” asked Taehyung with his hoarse voice, gesturing his head towards Sunhee’s coffin.

Jin shook his head slowly. “I still couldn’t get over the feelings of having her lying in my arms yesterday.” He stared at his lap blankly. “Have you had lunch?”

Then it was Taehyung who shook his head. “I brought you a meal in my car. Come on, you should eat first,” told Jin as he got up from his seat.

Taehyung followed him doing so before the two walked towards the exit. He saw Jimin was still doing the same thing he’d been doing in the previous hour, giving others the same exact view of his face being hidden by his hands while his shoulder slightly going up and down from his sobs.

Jin led Taehyung to his car, asking him to get in as he opened the windows down and the sunroof for a better air. “Here.” He passed him the meal he took from the backseat. 

“Thank you.” Taehyung’s voice came out as a weak whisper. “You shouldn’t have bothered yourself bringing me this,” he said as he unpacked the meal in his slowest moves ever.

“It’s nothing. If you’ve had your lunch, it could be eaten by me or Jungkook later though. I was just guessing