JAE RA's POV

*Facetime*

ME : (-blushes-) Hey, stop!

TAEHYUNG : (-grins-) Are you blushing? (-looks up somewhere-) Oh, Okay. (-looks back in the screen-) Alright Kimchi, we have to go up to the stage now. I love you, take care!

ME : (-smiles with a nod-) Imm.. You too. Rock the stage!

He giggled and ended the call with his small wave. Kim Taehyung - the apple of my eye, the Romeo to my Juliet, and all the overrated names one could address their husbands with - was in one word my, everything.

My life wasn't that stormy until one windy evening, which turned my world upside down with its tornadoing effects. The truth I learned that night, made me realize how big of a lie I was living in for the most of my life.

But then, everything happens for a reason as they say. My vulnerability was called upon for the beginning of a new, even more precious chapter of my life.

The question was, if I could trust him enough, after receiving the best abandonment from my very own family.

A celebrity, no common friends, no acquaintances-a complete stranger to me. Yet, that was the only reason I was driven to explore his world as I could see, rather than the one, people believed he had.

Storms, nonetheless, never left my side and to some point I believed, I brought them upon us as well. His father wanted him to get married to his competition's daughter, against their business partnership.

However, call it my greed or selfishness, I glued to his side in all mights. Which, resulted in our two years of togetherness, spent happily. Nothing could win against our love for each other-as clichè as it may sound.

The fruit of the same was about to step his foot in the outside world any moment. Although, my due date was yet a week away.

Mr. husband, trusting the due date, was made to go to LA for a concert. And no hypocrisy, I missed him at this crucial time.

Our marriage was kept highly confidential, to avoid unnecessary chaos till we and the Armys were finally ready to embrace it. We roughly planned out to do the big announcement with the birth of our son.

It is still beyond me that my paths tangled with The Kim Taehyung of BTS, as I would often find myself wondering. And it tickles me everytime, thinking about the nickname he addresses me with - 'Kimchi'.

"Such a goof!" I chuckled to myself.

I was snapped right out from the pool of my thoughts, with a sharp pain in my ballooned up belly.

My water had broken, and I had my first wave of a heavy contraction.

ME : (-screams-) OPPAA!

Nobody was home, except our maids-who rushed upstairs at my scream. They called the driver and I was taken to the car to leave for the hospital.

I was sweating all over and the pain had no bounds. A maid informed my mother-in-law, who had gone to the Temple, through a call. She said to be reaching the hospital after us and asked me to stay calm and take deep breaths.

The contractions down there were so tight, that I screamed at every clench and asked the maid to dial Oppa.

MAID : (-panicking-) Ma'am, they say, Sir is currently on the stage. He can't take the call.

I screamed again, with tears spilling out of my eyes as I felt like I was short of breaths. The pain was so inexplicable that I almost cursed at the one, making me go through it all alone-me.
I was the one sending him off to LA like a stubborn rat, when he did everything to stay back.

My mind was not in its right conscience nor was I at my best. I came out on the driver, to speed up to the hospital-not caring about anything at that moment. Perhaps, a misfortune was awaiting us.

He accelerated.

My teary eyes could clearly see the dread on my left, racing our way. Peculiarly in a slow pace and almost paralyzing. Yet so fast, that it happened within the next blink.

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After the disastrous silence, wounds and the excruciating pain took the best of my body. But I could no longer cry, or even sound a whimper.
In the most unrealistic fantasy, as I could count my breaths, I wished the words that I chose not to say during the last call I made to Oppa, reach him this time.

ME : (-whispers-) Op-oppa- I love you~ (-blacks out-)

For once-if anything-I wanted to believe in telepathy. But, maybe I was asking for too much.

TAEHYUNG's POV

We were performing our last song for the LA tour. I was happy that tomorrow we were finally flying back to Korea.

However, during the ending-ment of the concert, I felt a sudden nervousness crippling my heart. While RM hyung delivered his final words, my lips quietly whirred in prayers for Kimchi's well-being.

Soon, the LA concert was over and we all headed backstage. I changed into other clothes, and my manager came to me.

MANAGER : Here. (-giving my phone-) One of your housekeepers called, while you were on the stage. Although, I didn't take the details. I think, it might be for your wife.

ME : (-nervous-) Really?!

Taking the phone, I quickly dialed her number in a worry.

There was no answer from the line. But I wasted no seconds to call mom with my already thumping heart.

*Over the phone*

ME : Eomma wha-

??? : It's your dad.

ME : DAD! Where is Jae Ra? (-frantically-) Is she fine?

DAD : (-deep sigh-) She met an accident while coming to the hospital.

ME : (-heart drops-) WHAT?!? H-how is she?!

DAD : I am sorry, son... but...

ME : (-freaking out-) But? But, what dad?!

DAD : She is no more. Doctors said that your son couldn't make it as well.

I couldn't accept the words my ears percieved. Everything around me stood dangerously still and tranquil.
All I could hear were Kimchi's laughter, echo in the empty hall of my ears. All I could see was her smiling face, in the desolated theater of my vision.

My right hand slid down from my ear, as if I had no strength in it or my entire body.

I fell on my knees as a tear droplet poured out from my slowly blurring eyes. The members came rushing, the moment, they noticed my state.

JIN : What happened Taehyung-ah? (-sitting beside me-)

I couldn't speak.

JIMIN : Yah!! What happened? Who was on the phone?

Jimin tried shaking my shoulders lightly to wake me up from the numbness.

ME : (-weak voice-) This can't be true... (-tears rolling-)

Jungkook took the phone from my hand and talked to Dad, while others tried getting me to answer their questions. Nonetheless, only received my silence.

NAMJOON : (-to Jungkook-) What? What happened?

JUNGKOOK : (-hesitantly-) It was Uncle Kim. Jae Ra-ssi is...

HOSEOK : Tell fast! (-tensed-)

JK : She and hyung's son, both passed away a while ago in an accident.

As if reality electrocuted me by Jungkook's words, I screamed out. Immediately breaking into a sob.

ME : NO! This can't be happening! She can't leave me!

Everyone was too flabbergasted and stunned to bring themselves into accepting the news. Let alone I even registered it.
I was in complete denial.
They hugged me, thinking of ways to console-being at a loss of words themselves.

ME : (-releasing myself-) I have to go to her now! She is alive. I know that. My heart says she is alive and waiting for me.

Jimin tightened his grip around me to prevent any of my mindless actions, that might have seeked their execution otherwise.

JM : (-crying-) STOP IT!

ME : Let go of me!

I struggled to free myself, but couldn't get out of his hold. He was too strong and I, too weak. I surrendered and didn't fight back anymore, as the flood of tears dammed out of my eyes.

ME : It's all because of me. I should have been with her. (-breathless-) all.. all because of me.

J : (-trying to control his tears-) No, Taehyung-ah! Don't blame yourself. It wasn't your fault.

ME : (-weak voice-) I want to go to her...

The other hyungs were religiously surfing through the flights, to just get me on one at the earliest possible. But, I could feel it from their disappointed sighs that there were none before our booked tickets.

Every inch of my body was giving up, the agony too gruesome and deep.

ME : Kimchi~ (-hiccups-) I am sorry I was not~ (-hiccups-) But, how could you leave me like this! Why did you leave me? Why!

I started with gentle hits on my chest, to ease my obnoxiously aching heart. However, wanting to end the unbearable pain, I started hammering that region to make it stop once and for all.
Jimin immediately reached out to my hand and prevented me to hit myself further.

JM : (-hugging me tight-) TaeTae, please stop it. She has gone to a better place now. Gather yourself.

HOSEOK : Be strong Taehyung-ah. Be strong.

Hoseok hyung patted my back gently in a solace. However, I couldn't reason out a single word to comfort myself, living the most dreadful and malicious moments that I never considered ever existing.

Gradually, Hyungs took me to the hotel where we had taken our shelter at. Jimin tried to pacify me and cried along, while others took care of my luggage and everything that necessitated the situation.

That night was the longest of all in my entire life. Each second passed like a day. It seemed like an eternity, till I could see her one last time.

Meeting her; falling for her; proposing her; marrying her-and all the little moments spent with her, suddenly transpired into special ones. More precious than they ever were before. For they rightly say, you realize the worth after you lose.

With a heartsick epiphany, I realized I had so less of her and craved for so much more.

"I love you, Kimchi." I mumbled, tears slipping by the corner of my ears.

>Next Day

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