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An open poly relationship story!
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Amelia spent the entirety of her grandmothers service holding back tears in front of the small amount of people who attended.
She was comforted by a group of seven men who insisted on being there for her, even despite never having met the woman who passed.
It worked out seeing as the only people who attended the funeral aside from Amelia herself, was Lena, Sano, and ten to eleven elderly men and women who knew Amelia's grandmother from the market or bingo.
Tears and sniffles escaped every single person in the funeral home, more than enough tissues had been gone through, and quite a few handkerchiefs were now stained with snot.
Yet, none of this blubbering had come from Amelia.
She sat in the very back, surrounded by her new friends dressed from head to toe in black with their eyes and faces shielded from view, failing to shed a single tear.
Her seat is between Jimin and Jin, both men who along with their other five friends, have taken notice in the girl's lack of crying.
"I'm all cried out." Amelia sighs, noticing the stares she's receiving from Bangtan even despite's their shaded glasses. "I have no more tears."
The men avert their gazes to the floor, feeling sorry for making Amelia feel as if she needed to explain herself.
"The service is almost over," Jin whispers, resting a gentle hand on her shoulder. "would you like to see her before they close the casket?"
Amelia looks to Jin and for the first time all afternoon he gets a good look at the pain trapped in her eyes.
She nods.
"Can you come with me?" Her question is small, quiet, and hesitantly asked. "I know it's a lot to ask of you, it's just-I don't think I can do it alone..."
Jin's heard more than enough.
"Are you kidding me?" He lowers his mask to show Amelia his half smile. "Of course I will."
Relief floods through the red headed girl and after a small smile of thanks, Jin gets up and escorts her through the back row of seats before leading her down the end of the aisle.
There is a small line, just two or three people are in front of her sniffling and murmuring about how free of a spirt the woman always had.
