From becoming a makeup artist and photographer under BigHit, you become a member of BTS...
This includes imagines, events, scenarios, posts and other stuff when you are apart of BTS
⚠️WARNING⚠️
Could contain touchy subjects with depression and self...
Today was the day.. the day that your mum, dad and brother died. This is the fourth year of the anniversary of their death, yet you still weren't used to it.
On their anniversary, it always felt colder than usual. You would always get a wave of guilt and sadness inside of you. The boys really didn't know when their anniversary was so they never knew why you were sad.
Yun-Hee POV Starting off in the morning, I already feel the guilt rush over myself. I go out of my shared room with Jungkook and Jimin, and leave into the kitchen.
When I'm in this state, I don't eat, it makes me sick. I grab a water bottle and take a sip of it.
I go back into my room and silently get changed.
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I go out and get my water bottle and leave the dorm to the studio.
At times like this, I create songs and make hidden tracks for myself. I always hope I can release them soon.
As time goes by slowly, it was time for dance practice. I take another sip of my water and make my way to the dance studio.
I go inside and see everyone stretching and getting ready. I say Hi quietly, soon after they all said Hi back. I smiled very little and stretched on the other side of the room.
When it was time to practice, everyone looked so happy and energetic, then you saw me, looking really miserable. More like dead inside.
After dancing to a couple of other songs, we finished successfully. Everyone was packing up and I spoke softly to Yoongi oppa. "I'll be somewhere, I'll be back at the dorm by 7pm." He smiles and nods. "Be careful." I nod.
I go out to the cemetery and saw their graves. I slightly smile and sit down, holding the flowers I got them, tight. "Hey.. how are you guys?" I stopped, making sure they reply. "I'm doing okay, no need to worry." I smile slightly and felt tears slowly go down.
"Well, I guess it time to clean up here, people don't know how to respect these grounds" I get up and get a water bucket and fill it up with fresh water. I grab a small cloth and clean the graves carefully.
Once I finished that, I grabbed the old flowers and replaced them with fresh, beautiful ones that I got.
After sitting in the middle of their graves, just pure silence, I feel small cold spots on my head and shoulders. I look up and I saw it slightly snowing.
I smiled. I remember when I first debuted, and it would snow, I would always think that my family was happy and in peace.
It got a little colder so I decided to take out my long black coat I got from Jin. I put my mask back on and stood up, both my hands relaxed in front of me. I stood their in silence until I heard multiple footsteps.
I look back and saw BTS and PD-nim, in their black suits and their black coats covering them. They smile at me and I smile back.
They all put their flowers down and stood next to me. We stood for a good 10 minuets of silence and I decided to leave. They all nodded and left with me.
"See you soon Mum, dad, brother.." I whisper...
I thanked the boys and PD-nim for coming and they all hugged me. "Tell us next time and we will understand why you feel so down. We love you very much Yunna" I smile at Hobi oppas comment. I nod and hug them.
