---7 YEARS LATER---
---Y/N's POV---

I woke up to the sad, whining sound of crying.

"Arghhhh..." I groaned. "I did it last night!"

"It's 4AM!" Hoseok moaned, rubbing his eyes. "Can't you do it this time?"

"Just get it over with..." I groaned, sitting up.

"But I'm comfy!"

"Fine, then we will both do it you lazy butt." I smirked, kicking him out of bed.

We both stood up and went over to the crib, looking down at our little son inside.

"Aww, what's wrong little Jungkookie?" I asked, lifting him up gently and rocking him.

"I think he is hungry." Hoseok chuckled. "This kid reminds me more of Jin than Jungkook. Are you sure we named him right?"

"Of course!" I chuckled. "You hold him - I'll go get some milk."

It had been 7 years since Jungkook passed away, and a lot has changed in those few years.

Namjoon had become an English teacher at our old school; Jin had opened a large, popular restaurant in Busan named "The Jungcook"; Yoongi had become a famous pianist, and played at concerts all over the world with loads of famous people and Jimin, Hoseok and Tae had made a band, where they sang and danced together.

I guess the biggest thing it that Hoseok and I got married...

2 weeks after Jungkook's passing, I was so distraught. I gave up speaking like he had done, and locked myself in his room. I harmed myself, and one night, I even attempted suicide.

I stood on the edge of a bridge, waiting for a breeze to tip me over, when I heard a shout.

Hoseok pulled me down and sat next to me, pulling me into a tight hug and whispering kind things to me whilst I cried in his arms.

Gradually, after many weeks, he found a few things that would make me smile, and visited me every day just to do that.

We started going out together to the park and places like that, and then he finally asked me out one day.

We got married several years later, and I found out I was expecting my first child when we were on our honeymoon.

When he was born, we just knew he had to be called Jungkook, even though that meant his name was Jung Jungkook.

He was a very happy baby in every way, and didn't cry very often.
Hoseok was very busy with dancing and everything, but always made time for his family.

I learned to love him just as much as Jungkook.

I guess you are wondering what was in that green box Jungkook asked me to open.

It was photographs.

There were lots of photographs of us as teenagers. Me and all of the boys, with the occasional selfie with him in.

I guess he really did use his camera a lot when we weren't looking.

At the bottom of the box was a hand-drawn picture of a sparrow, stuck together with sellotape. On the back was a message.

"Thank you for adopting me Y/N. You made me so happy, and now it's your turn."