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Jungkook began therapy. He had nightmares due to his PTSD, and his alcoholism and self-harm was getting worse. He finally started staying overnight at a local rehabilitation center. He had to temporarily stop school and didn't graduate this year with the rest of the seniors. I convinced him it was okay.

His mental health was more important than his education.

I visited him everyday, giving him homemade goods and treats.

He was slowly improving, but at this rate, it didn't seem like he'd ever be able to leave the rehabilitation center for at least another decade. His therapist suggested a different rehabilation center in Japan, one of the best in the world.

Jungkook didn't want to go, but I insisted.

Jungkook's father was sentenced for jail for ten years. He was responsible for the deaths of thousands and yet he was let off easy. He knew what other dirty deeds politicians and businessmen did and the police needed the information from him.

Namjoon was only sentenced for 6 months, and all of the other Bangtan Boys were left with just a slap on the wrist. Since they were young and brainwashed, the jury didn't feel the need to charge them for crimes they didn't have control over.

We were in different stages of our life- me in college and Jungkook needed recovery for his trauma. I wanted to go to Japan with him, but Jungkook didn't let me. He didn't want me to stop my plans for him. It would just make him feel more guilty, and worsen his pain.

Jungkook and I webcammed and met each other yearly. But eventually... we slowly drifted apart.

I didn't hear much from Jungkook personally afterwards.

Jimin, Taehyung and Jin moved to Japan for Jungkook. They visited frequently, and told me that Jungkook needed more time to heal.

I waited for Jungkook. I really did. But life goes on and so did I.

Several boys asked me out and I refused most of them. The dates I went on were pretty bland and the relationships were never long-lasting.

It's funny- you meet one cute boy and then no other person on the planet can ever meet those standards.

***

I finally completed my undergraduate degree at Seoul University, but I was planning on going to law school after summer vacation.

Seeing such frightening politicians inspired me to become a lawyer myself.

My brother, Hyuck was doing well in middle school as the soccer captain of his grade, and my parents were proud of all us.

I was packing at my dorm and my RA handed me an envelope that someone sent me.

I open the envelope and unfold a letter.

Dear Y/n,

It's Satan. It's been awhile since you heard from me, right? Well, I thought I needed to tell you a few things.

I apologize for trying to kill Jungkook and plot his demise. I've realized his father's sins don't reflect him. Sorry, got a little carried away back there. You know, being the ruler of the Underworld and all. Haha. xD

The evil version of you is residing in Hell. The Heavens returned her to her original universe, yet she kept on trying to find ways to explore to other ones and complete her vicious plans. Thus, she's banished from every Earth and has to reside here in Hell with me. I've met a lot of Y/n's and I have to admit:

There are an infinite amount of versions of you in existence, but I think you're the best.

Hell isn't too bad. I'll even negotiate with the Heavens so we can revoke the ban on chocolate here. I wish you could exchange places with the other Y/n. I'll even get her a cage so she won't annoy you.

I heard you mentioned me to Soo Ah Jeon when you visited the Heavens. I highly appreciate it. I guess me and Soo Ah weren't meant to be in this life, but who knows. Maybe the next one?

Also, I heard Taehyung and Jimin are living well on Earth. If you see him, tell my stupid son I miss him.

Sincerely,

Satan

I was hoping the letter would be from someone else, but I couldn't lie-this was heartwarming. Who knew I'd befriend Satan? I guess the devils from Hell aren't the monsters you should be afraid of.

***

I went to Busan to do charity work over the summer before law school started.

There was gonna be a huge charity concert to raise money for orphans.

The girls helping me set up the stage freaked out. They said there was a new artist performing who was really handsome and had a magnetizing voice. He was offered many companies and record labels to sign, yet he only does free concerts and doesn't make money from his songs.

It was also rumored his voice was so enchanting that even crying babies would go quiet and listen.

We completed setting up the stage and the concert started at 7.

"Finally the main act has arrived!" The host on the stage yelled in excitement.

I was handing snacks at one of the concession stands, busy with the customers.

"All of this seems like a dream. Don't try to disappear..." Someone sweetly sings.

I would recognize that voice everywhere.

I turn my head and find Jungkook is on stage. He's wearing a black t shirt, jeans, and boots. He grew out his dark hair, his shaggy bangs hovering just right over his eyes. It suited his face so perfectly.

My heart fell like it was going to fall out of my chest. I felt breathless, like it was my first time ever seeing him.

All eyes were on him, yet only his eyes were on me.

"From afar, I steal glances. If we touch hands, will I lose you?"

It seemed like in every song, he was singing it personally to me.

All the girls screamed. He had so many girls chasing him- why would he even need me? I am probably nothing to him now.

I am probably deluding the eye contact. I am probably deluding everything.

He sings for another hour, gazing into my eyes for every song, then he leaves the stage. I was hoping to say hello, but he left so abruptly. Guess he didn't care about me after all.

The concert finally ends and I'm piling boxes of merchandise. The sun has set and it's dark. Everyone else left, and I'm alone cleaning up.

"Do you need help with that?" A voice asks me.

"Jungkook? What are you doing here?" He walks over to me, his tall figure stepping closer, my heart hammering with his proximity.

He brushed his thumb across my cheek and down my neck so gently, as if he couldn't believe I was real. As if I was a dream he's afraid will disappear.

"You took care of me for so long, now it's my turn to take care of you," he says.


THE END


AUTHOR'S NOTE: ahhh its the end of this story! dont worry there'll be one or two epilogue chapters in the future, which will just be cute fluff between jungkook and Y/n!

but i cant lie this story took me a LOT of energy to complete and i thought i'd finish this way earlier- but woah over a 100 chapters 😬

so yeah it will take awhile for me to write the epilogue chapters bc im all drained out right now lol but they will come out eventually! just not right now haha.

i will now be working on my other main story "the cowardly warrior" on my page and other projects as well!

im just so happy i can say this story is completed... never thought itd be happen but hey here we are. i hope u guys enjoyed this journey and i really appreciate all of your support! 💘💖💞💕

if u have any questions abt plot holes, or just anything at all- just drop them here and i can answer them in an update later.

but yeah this story is completed and also in an editing process too. if theres any big changes i make, i will def let u guys know!

a huge question i've been getting is why haven't y/n and jungkook kissed yet.. and i mean yeah y/n kissed jk on the cheek but it wasn't a grand smooch LOL. anyways, i wanted this story to be abt how just bc someone is depressed that doesn't mean that physical touches and romance will save them. sure it helps some ppl, but not everyone. 

and in this story , by how jungkook reacts when something bad happens to y/n, it was clear he needed to recover from his own trauma before pursuing a relationship and giving his fragile heart to someone who could possibly break it. once again, some ppl r totally fine with doing both (recovering and dating), but jk was a bit emotionally unstable from his trauma, and would act out when something hurt him. and everyone's different -romantic kisses and dating don't solve everyone's problems and fix their mental health LOL.

i guess this story was in response to some harmful media i've seen on suicide in the media in the past years (movies/shows abt someone committing suicide and the person they like feeling guilty for not confessing). like how tf is a romantic confession supposed to reverse all the trauma in the world?

since the ending doesnt seem clear to some ppl - jk and y/n got back together after years of not seeing each other. hence why jungkook said "you took care of me for so long, now it's my turn to take care of you", lol. they're finally together, after jk finally healed from his trauma in rehabilitation.

would like ur final thoughts! And thanks for keeping up til the end 😊💘✨ hope u guys check out my other stories as well! 🥺💕

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