"Are you sure you want to do this?" I asked as we stood outside the hospital room. He paced back and forth nervously, wiping his hands over his face.

"Y-yeah. Will you please come in with me and stay? I don't think I can do this alone." he asked, biting his lip.

"Of course, I will be right there for you." I said, stopping his pacing and holding his hands tightly. He let out a slow breath and nodded before kissing me on the forehead. I stood behind him as he softly knocked on the door before opening it slowly. The woman whom we had just seen months ago was already gone; in her place was a frail, pale looking woman who had no sparkle and luster to her at all. Jungkook swallowed hard before walking in the room. I followed him in and closed the door behind us. I sat in the chair immediately against the wall to try to give them as much room and privacy as they wanted or needed.

"Jungkook....what are you...doing here?" she asked in strained breaths. He walked over and grabbed her hand, careful not to pull on the IV placed there.

"I came to see you, Mom. The hospital called and told me what was happening. I wish you would have told me sooner." he said, his voice gentle.

"Not...your place....to worry....about me." she responded, looking at him with a slight sadness to her eyes.

"I don't know if you even want me here, and I'm sorry if I am making it more stressful for you. I just wanted to see you. I know I am the biggest disappointment to you, and that you hate my lifestyle and basically all that I am, but you are still my Mom and I love you." he said, his voice wobbling a little bit at the end of that sentence. I tried not to get emotional myself, listening to him speak to her.

"Jungkook...you're not...a disappointment. You...are just like...your father." she said, a tear rolling out of her eye. He scrunched his eyes shut as he lowered his head, stifling a sob.

"Mom, please don't leave me. Dad already left me, please don't leave me too." he cried, holding her fragile hands in his big, strong ones.

"I'm afraid...there's nothing...I can do. I'm sorry...I was such....a fool. I think...I was afraid... since you were....so much like him....that the same things... would happen to you." she said, lifting a shaky hand and placing it on his cheek.

"P-Please, M-Mom." he cried, and I could recognize him slipping. His pitch got slightly higher, and his big, manly demeanor seemed to diminish before us.

"You....are my greatest...accomplishment. You....are the thing....I'm most proud of. Keep...your tender heart." she said, tears still rolling out of her eyes.

"M-Mom, no." he continued to cry, hiccuping and sobbing.

"Come...climb in....my baby." she said, patting the bed softly, her breathing getting more labored. I didn't like where this was headed. He climbed on the bed beside her and rested his head against her shoulder.

"I love you." he cried between hiccups.

"I love you too, my son." she said, as she held his hand tightly. I chewed my lip as I rocked back and forth slightly on my seat. I got out my phone quickly and texted for standby reinforcements, because from the way she was breathing and her heart rate seemed to be slowing, it was only a matter of time before she slipped away.

I put my phone back in my pocket just in time to hear the montior beeping rapidly. I jumped to my feet and opened the door to the hallway.

"NURSE!!" I hollered before going back in the room. The monitor flatlined and Jungkook's face was frozen in horror as the realization of what happened came to him.

"NO! Don't go!" he shouted, clinging to her gown. The nursing staff came running in, trying to get him to move. He screamed at them and clung to her with all his might, tears cascading down his face in a waterfall. The lead nurse finally backed away and simply turned off the monitor to give him his moments.

"Nooooooo, Mommy!" he cried, sobbing in hysterics. I walked over slowly and gently touched his back.

"Jungkook, baby. I know this is hard for you, but you have to say goodbye. They need to move her and do their job. It's time to say goodbye." I said, wiping a tear away.

"NO! I want my REAL Mommy! Bring her back!!!! I no want you!" he screamed, burying his head against her. I felt all the air go out of my lungs and my heart ache more than I thought possible at this exact moment. I took a few steps back and got out my phone.

I put my phone back in my pocket and sat back against one of the chairs. I tried to cover my ears with my hands as I attempted to block out Kookie's cries and screeches of pain, tears streaming down my face. I was on the verge of panicking myself. All I wanted to do was to be there for him, and hold him and tell him that I was so sorry and that he would be ok. It seemed like hours when in reality it was only about fifteen minutes before Yoongi came running into the room, panting and gulping as he saw what had been going on.

"She passed away and he won't let them take her. He doesn't want me here." I said, sniffling.

"Go out to the hallway and take a breather. I got him, you need air." he said, taking me in a hug. I nodded and tried my best not to break down right then and there. As he let me go I stumbled into the hallway, letting the door close behind me. I took a few steps down the hall before stumbling into the wall and sliding down it, holding my hands over my mouth. I sobbed so hard it hurt to breathe, my heart aching for the faint cries I could still hear through the door. I don't know how long I sat there and sobbed before I felt a strong pair of hands grabbing my arms.

"Oh sweetheart. Come here." Jin said in his soft voice. He helped pull me to my feet and wrapped his arms around me, resting my head on his shoulder. Namjoon stood there looking up at the ceiling, sniffing and wiping his eyes.

"What happened?" he finally asked, patting my back.

"I know it's just in grief but he said he doesn't want me. I am gonna give him his space. You guys knew him longer than I have so can you please, please stay with him? I can't be here right now." I said, trying my hardest not to just shrivel into a weeping mess again.

"We have him. Do you think you can drive home?" Jin asked, searching my face with his kind eyes.

"I can drive. Thank you both, but I just need to go now. Sorry. Love you." I said, squeezing their hands as I walked like a zombie out to my car. I drove home and when I got there, I immediately walked upstairs to his bed and climbed in it, not even removing my clothes. I laid there clutching his bunny close to me, unable to sleep as a steady stream of tears continued to make their way down my face. He may not have wanted me right now, but I certainly wanted him.

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