It was weird saying it, but I had spent time with my family. My dead family.

Though after learning that they had killed people, I couldn't find them as innocent parents anymore.

I just wish they had told me, somehow, someway. Maybe I wouldn't be in a coma if I knew. Maybe I would've taken more precautions. Maybe I'd be kissing his soft, plump li-

You're getting ahead of yourself, Y/N.

I want to stay here. Everyone I love and cherish is here. It is selfish, but what family would I have? Jungkook, would he even miss me? Or even go to my funeral?

"No, Y/N. It is not your time to go yet," Appa said.

Dae-suk comes up to me, smiling. "I'm proud of you, Y/N. Just know that—and never forget it. Live your life how you want it." He embraces me before leaning into my ear, "Don't talk about boring topics at my grave, though." I chuckled, nodding.

"And you have a total snack waiting for you," Eomma walked up to me and grabbing my hands. Appa growled at her comment as we both laughed at his response.

"I'm afraid this is where we part ways once again, sweetie. Just know that we are always here, we are always listening." She added, winking before her smiled turned to a frown.

"Exactly, meaning that if he hurts you, I will rise from my tombstone and kick his-" Appa gets interrupted as eomma pinches his arm. She seemed to mumble something that makes him go quiet on the threatening. "I love you, Y/N." He smiled.

"I'll watch you, lil sis." That was when all the walls of my emotions came crashing down. Tears pooled down my face, knowing that I had to part ways with them again. It was hard enough with them leaving me unexpectedly, but this is just as difficult.

Dae-suk pulled me into his chest as he placed his arms around me—eomma and appa placing their arms around me, as well.

"I see a bright future for you Y/N, don't take it for granted." Appa kissed my forehead.

"Don't make me go," I begged as I started slipping away.

I felt myself getting dizzy, as my head spun around. It was as if the world was spinning around and around...

My eyes didn't have control, as it started to slip away. "E-eomma?" I slurred, trying to wake myself up. No matter what I tried to do, I got sleepier. I fell on my knees after I had failed to keep my balance.

"You better go back now, Y/N," I heard a faint voice say.

"We love you, so much."

"Jungkook better take care of you or I'll-"

"Don't say that," I heard another voice call.

I pinched myself, but it didn't wake me up, either.

"Agh!" I yelled, doing everything I could to hold onto this dream for as long as I could.

"I..."

Then I slipped into a dark abyss.

Beep

Beep

Beep

The moniter rhythmically beeped as I looked around.

It took me a moment until I realized I was in a hospital room. The white walls and soft bunny paintings complimenting it.

There were flowers on the side table, all of them which came from the Bangtan boys.

They care.

I sniffled, not wanting to cry again. What's me and crying lately? I looked down, realizing there was a heavy weight on my thigh since it had went numb.

My love.

Mi amor.

내 사랑.

Jeon Jungkook.

He had changed into pajamas and slept on my thigh. I wonder if his back hurt.

Of course it did, Y/N.

I slowly lifted my hand up and softly stroked his hair as he slept soundly in my lap.

I love you.

I love you so much that you don't even know yet.

"Mmm, Y/N." He groaned softly, stirring as he adjusted his head.

Jungkook's eyes shot wide open as he realized what was going on. His eyes went over to my hand, then to me. He shot up from his seat and cupped my face into his hands.

"O-oh my God," he cried.

"Hey," I smiled as I raised my hand to wipe his tears.

"Hey yourself," he grinned as his shaky hands entangled into mine.

"I'm sor-" he started, but I had interrupted him.

I shook my head. "Don't be sorry, Jungkook. I would do it again for you in a heartbeat." I smiled as my eyes pooled.

"I really thought you weren't going to wake up soon, or at all. I was so worried and afraid..." He sighed, grasping my hands in his as if I was going to slip out of his grasp again.

I shook my head quickly, "I won't leave you, Jungkook. I'm not going anywhere." I smiled.

He lays his head across my chest

"I don't know that." He frowned.

"Well I'm here now, aren't I?" I stroked his hair again.

He smiled as I continued to stroke through his hair and freeing his knots from-- probably not showering for awhile.

"How long have you been here?" I asked.

He seemed hesitant to answer before sighing, "Two weeks."

I've been in a coma for two weeks?

My eyes widened. "Since you've been in a coma." He clarified.

I shook my head. "W-why?"

"I wanted to be the first person you saw when you woke up." He grinned.

"I appreciate it Jungkook, but I really think you should head home and freshen up. You have to take care of yourself too." I paused. "If you'd like, you can call one of the guys."

His eyes pleaded to stay, but I shook my head as he stood up and started heading towards the door.

He halted his footsteps as he turned around, facing me.

"Before I go, I need for you to know,

You are the cause of my euphoria"

His feet travelled quickly, and in seconds his lips captured mine.

And it was the best feeling ever.