The funeral was short.
The sun shone a dim light and the wind barely blew.
There were only a few people.
His close family, couple of old friends from his old school, and Taehyung.
Taehyung was the last one to say his words.
He slowly walked up to the podium. He looked Namjoon and Jin. Both had eyes of red but still focused their attention on Taehyung.
He cleared his throat and began reading.
"I hadn't known him for long. I hadn't. I only met him at school that day. But somehow, he changed my life. He was a bright, happy, goofy person, whom everyone loved. He brought a light in my life which shone threw all the darkness. He gave me a purpose. A reason. He gave me a home, hope, and even a little love. He showed me that there is goodness in this messed up world in which we live. He," Taehyung stopped to pull himself together,
"He is the reason I'm standing here today. He gave me a chance by taking away his own. And I want to thank him for that. Thank you, Jungkook. For everything you've done for me. You gave me everything I've ever wanted; needed. You were, and will forever remain, the light of my life."
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Fanfiction❝You should really learn how to lock your bedroom door.❞ - completed; short chapters #82 in fanfic 7/19/2017 ©cupofmilktae translations on the reading list on my profile :)
