(Mrs Kim's POV) It was the day. The day I go to my son's funeral. I grabbed my black cotton sweater to put over my black dress that goes down to my knees. I got my phone out and texted Jungkook and my daughter if they were ready to go as I was putting my shoes on. I quickly walked downstairs to see my daughter standing at the door looking down. "Are we going..?" She asked me in a very depressing tone. "Come on.." I say as we both get into my car and drive to the funeral place. As we get out I see Jungkook and a bunch of our family waiting in the place through the windows. We walk into the place and I see Jungkook slowly walking towards us looking down. "When does it start." He asks softly. I check my watch and respond in a more quiet voice. "About now" Everyone including me and my daughter walk into the church and sit down. The priest starting talking and directing us on what to do. Finally the priest called Jungkook up to play the slideshow he has for Taehyung.
(If you want the sad effect, listen to Sweet Night by V. If you cannot it's okay)
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I started tearing up as I saw all of the happy pictures of my son put into a slideshow.. My heart broke seeing all of these, how such a great kid had this happen..
(Jeon Jungkook's POV)
I broke into tears in my seat because of how bad I treated him.. So this is what regret feels like huh. After the priest was finished talking, Everyone took their attention to his sister giving a speech about him. "Kim Taehyung.. I love and miss you so much.. You made me smile, happy, and you saved me from probably almost getting murdered by him. " She was starting to tear up about but continued with her speech. "My heart tries to tell me it never happened and all of it was a dream, but reality is fighting with me telling me otherwise.. I really hate dresses but today I wore the special black dress you got for me on my birthday. It hurts me when I see it or wear it because I think of you too much. You were the best brother anyone could have. Protective, funny, nice, beautiful, handsome, just perfect. I love you TaeTae.." She stopped as everyone saw her break into tears walking back to her seat. Everyone stood up getting ready for them to open the casket. When it was opened, I couldn't bear see Taehyung's face once again instead.. instead lifeless and pale.. I saw his mom in tears placing a necklace onto his chest with his name in gold on it. I placed the ring he got me onto the side of the coffin. Everyone else did what they wanted and they closed the coffin leaving one more word to him. "Forever be in peace.." I will always remember my last words to him.
