hands fell to her side.

namjoon's eyes widened. his heart slammed against his chest.

no. no. no.

she wasn't gone. she was here, in his hands. she was full of life. she was alive.

she wouldn't leave him. she said she wouldn't.

namjoon shook his head, "haru!"

there was no reply. his eyes swelled up with tears. she wasn't gone. he cradled her in his arms, hoping she might come back.

the second group burst through the door. the four of them dashed inside. they were covered in sweat.

they took deep breaths, gasping loudly. by the way they entered, it seemed they rummaged through the entire five stories.

"we found it!" jin shrieked, rushing over with a small needle.

jin took one look at namjoon's face. namjoon's widened eyes, his expression of shock, his guilt.

they couldn't be too late. she didn't leave them. she wouldn't right?

jin shook away all his thoughts. he jabbed the needle inside her, spilling its contents into her bloodstream.

the rest of the group ushered beside her. they glanced at her closed eyes and pale skin.

she was still kicking, right?

jin pressed his fingers into her arm, "there's a pulse."

"she's unconscious." jin stopped and started again, "it'll be up to her if she'll wake up."

it seemed like time wouldn't pass. the days would never go on. each day seemed barren, black, devoid of joy. each day without her.

even on the day of her funeral, neither of the boys could forget her tan skinned face full of happiness.

the sky mourned along with them on that day. seven boys stood cladded in black suits, with an umbrella over their heads. the rain poured with flashes of thunder and lightning.

their heads were down, staring towards the ground. each one of them believed it was their fault. the despair in their eyes was enormous.

there were no smiles. there was no happiness. only gloom floated through the air. a sense of hopelessness was all that remained.

each one took turns lighting a candle, placing it beside the casket. her seven flowers, seven angels.

the casket was open. it was stained a cherry red, the color of her lipstick. it was scented with a fresh scent of vanilla, just like her.

inside was a brown-haired girl devoid of life. pale skin and closed eyes. a girl they all cherished and loved deeply, now hand in hand with death.

jimin rose first. he laid his umbrella to the side as he walked towards the casket. his own shadows trailed behind him pegging him, blaming him.

jimin allowed each raindrop to crumble against his suit. in his eyes he held tears back, fighting back the urge to cry. he stood by the casket, looking at the other six.

"noona." he started, "she was my noona."

jimin looked at her body inside the casket. he swallowed the well in his throat. he needed to be strong for her.

"i couldn't have asked for a better noona. she protected me for years, made sure i was always safe. and if i could ever turn back time, i would do it all again. i would've forgiven her for the mistakes she's made. i would've spent more time with her. she's my calico cat, my angel."

jimin closed his eyes. he slowly sang, letting his feelings ease through each one of his words. he sang serendipity one last time for his sister, who loved to hear him sing.

"when you called me

i became your flower

as if we were waiting

we bloom until we ache

maybe it's the providence of the universe

it just had to be that

you know, i know

you are me, I am you"

and with that, the tears started to flow. they slipped down jimin's cheeks, crashing towards the ground. his lips shook as he took one last look at her.

one by one each man shared a story or memory with her. they shared moments of joy in an attempt to bring her back to life. but, it was to no avail. she was gone.

park haru was gone.

none of them had realized how important she was to them, till she was gone. till it became hard for all of them to move on.

namjoon was the last to rise and share his story. his face was puffy and red. she had died in his own arms.

"she was the love of my life." he started, looking down at her brown hair he cherished deeply.

"she beat me up to a pulp, when we first met." a faint smile washed over namjoon's face as he remembered the moments with her, "i teased her as much as i could. i loved to see her baby nose scrunch up at my snarky comments."

namjoon's eyes welled up with tears. he imagined her angry face, red and flushed, staring back at him. he wished she would wake up and hug him. he wanted her to caress her. he wanted all of this to be a dream.

in his eyes was regret, guilt and a wide variety of emotions.

"if i could do it all again i would confess to her. i would've made her mine. i would have spent all my living moments with her. i would have never let her in dangers way."

tears cruised out of namjoon's eyes. they mixed in with the salty rain. namjoon closed his eyes.

"park haru!" he screamed with tears, "i love you!"

haru's eyes snapped open. she gasped for breath.

was she dead?

haru looked around her. eight faces met her eyes. sighs of relief escaped into the thin air.

"oh haru." namjoon pulled her in close, "you really scared me, you know."

jin looked back and forth between the two and the other boys. he coughed awkwardly.

"ahem."

taehyung shuffled around.

he averted his eyes, "we're gonna like go to the car-"

jin glared at taehyung, "-we'll give you two some time."

the boys nodded and got up off the ground. they slowly exited the room, leaving the pair alone.

his arms wrapped around her, "you can't scare me like that."

a pink tone rose up her cheeks, rivaling her pale skin. her eyes danced away from his.

he cupped her face, gazing right into her chocolate brown orbs. his eyes inch downwards towards her lips.

he leaned in, kissing her softly.

their lips locked together.

she was in a daze at first, unsure of what to do. her heart thumped inside her chest, it thundered. she was soon sucked into his spell, kissing him back just as sweetly. her head tilted to the side, melting her lips with his soft lips.

after a while, he pulled away. his dimples flourished as he looked at haru's flushed face with a sweet smile.

"i like you, haru."