Thorny Roses || YeonBin/TaeGyu/YeonGyu/SooKai AU✔

epilogue

A year later

It was a big cabinet, painted in light blue and white colors. There were several white bookcases lined at the wall on the left side, filled with different scientific books and on the right side, there was a big white desk with different documents, books and a bunch of papers scattered on the cold surface. It was decorated with the computer in corner, a big monitor resting behind the keyboard which was being pressed by thin, long fingers running over the keys. There was a big printer in the corner of the office, laying on the black desk, a few papers placed neatly beside it. The sun rays were dancing over the pink locks of the scientist who was sitting in a black leather chair in front of his desk and was typing something on the screen with his one hand while writing some formulas down with another one. He had glasses over his eyes and his dark, feline eyes were drifting between the screen and his writings on the papers, sharply observing them while trying to process something in his mind.

Many things happened after that fatal day when Soobin took his last breath in Yeonjun's arms. Each member of Izanagi's mafia got arrested after the opposition party had already had a strong evidence against them all in their hands and it was no longer difficult to take control of the police system. The entire government changed on the upcoming elections. For being so loyal to his country, General Minho got promoted and became the Minister of Defence. Everything started to change into good in Japan and everyone else, who didn't belong to that country, went back to their own after Beomgyu fully recovered. They transferred Soobin's body back to Korea too, because Yeonjun and Taehyun wanted him to have a grave in his own country and not where he got betrayed so badly and had to live in a lie. His death turned out too difficult to cope with to Taehyun and he hadn't even recovered yet. Every night his chest would hurt too bad and he would start crying in Beomgyu's arms and the silver haired male was always there for him, holding him and whispering comforting things into his ear in the gloom of the night.

It wasn't less hard either for Jimin and Soobin's incident turned out to bring him and Yoongi closer to each other because they wouldn't start squabbling anymore since neither of them were in the mood for this. Instead, Yoongi would always provide him with a company when Jimin would need someone, because it wasn't easy at all to have his two closest friends lost to death. And Yeonjun...everyone had someone and his only comfort was science which had been the only work he would ever do after Soobin's death. He had already created many implants similar to Taehyun's and Beomgyu's ones, but the difference was that they only cured the cancer and didn't give any powers to people. He was now free in his will and decisions and with that he changed too many people's lives. Whoever thought that they were doomed to die, managed to recover and return to their old lives and families. Yeonjun was obviously working on other things too while his assistant scientists kept making numerous duplicates of those implants. He didn't even have time to ever think about Soobin since he was always busy and everyone was concerned because of that, but no matter what they would say to him, Yeonjun wasn't changing.

But that day, he decided to stop for some time. When the clock hit the 12 o'clock in the morning, he was in the streets, buying a bunch of colorful roses from one kind old woman and Yeonjun was smiling at her, but no one knew what was hiding behind that smile, how much pain and suffering. Sometimes he was really surprised how he managed to survive so much agony and how his heart was still beating in his chest, but if he was still alive, he knew that at least it meant something. Not bad but something good. Maybe that day Soobin died instead of him because Yeonjun was the one who had more ability make positive changes and now it had turned into the only meaning of his life. His nose was filling with a beautiful fragrant of the roses in his hands and his face was decorated with a sad smile as he was walking along the cemetary, stepping towards the grave of his love.

He couldn't believe that it had already been a year, because time seemed to have flewn by too fast. Nothing much had changed in his life besides the fact that his heart was aching more than before now and that he had dropped out of his brother's mafia because he was devoting his entire time to his own work.