NAMJOON POV. 
(it's a bit sad, i'm just warning you)

It hurts. Looking at him while the disease's slowly killing him. From strong and always smiling man has become a frail and skinny man. He's weak and tired. He has dark circles under his eyes and he's really pale. They offered him a surgery but he refused it, saying he's too weak for it. After several further examinations, his doctors confirmed it. He's dying and yet I'm not able to accept it. In front of me, he tries to pretend everything's okay but I knew it isn't.

I felt that I have too much of a burden on my shoulders - all those business meetings, family issues, charity events, my relationship with Seokjin. I had to be everywhere, I had to pretend it's all good but it isn't. We didn't spend much time together and when we were together, we argued a lot. We both were pretty stressed out. Jin spent a lot time at my place but he also had some issues with Taehyung who's currently dating a boy what Jin doesn't approve and they argue a lot about it. Same is it at his work, he gave up on the work at library to have more time but instead of it, he spent a lot of time at work or with his friends and my favourite place now wasn't his arms but clubs. 

"How are you feeling today, dad?" I asked him and grabbed his hand between mines. His hand was cold as ice. I shivered a bit. 

"I'm okay, Namjoonie." he repeated again and tried to smile but I could see the pain he's going through. He was dressed in white pyjama. Nowadays, he lost his thick gray hair and became bold. Wrinkles around his eyes and mouth deepened and his lips were chapped.

"Dad, please-" 

"Where's Jin? He promised me he'll come today to visit me." he asked for him and I sighed.

"I'm sure he'll come soon as possible." I asnwered him.

"Is everything okay?" he asked me.

"No." I simply aswered. 

"You wouldn't believe me how much I miss the smell of coffee." he tried to give a different topic and squeezed my hand.

"Don't worry, I undestand you." I smiled.

"You know it's not okay with me, right?" he said suddenly and I looked at him. When I couldn't find the right words, he continued: 

"I wrote a will with my lawyer couple days ago. I want you took my place in the company. I know already that you have a lot of things on your shoulders, but it inherited in our family from father to son." he whispered. 

"No, you'll be back soon there." I repeated him and he placed his hand on my cheek.

"You know I won't, my dear son. That's why I'm asking you. Can you do it for me?" he asked me again.

"Yes. Yes, absolutely!" I sobbed.

"I divided my property among several people - you, your mother and my sister and her family. There shouldn't be any complications, it's well legally treated." he muttered.

"I'll make sure everything will be okay." I whispered and he dried my tears with a thumb.

"I'm so proud of you, my boy. You've done all these amazing things. I can't even say how much proud I am of you. And so is your mother, but she won't show it to you. Give her some time, okay? And be nice to her." he said and I chuckled.

"And promise me one thing, Namjoon." he continued and I looked at him.

"Yes, dad?"

"You and Jin. Promise me you'll never let him go. He's a good one for you." he muttered and before I could say to him anything, he closed his eyes.

His heart stopped beating. 

Doctors quickly came inside and found me still holding his hand, sobbing loudly and repeating over and over that I love him. I didn't want to leave him. I felt so bad but the nurses escorted me into the hallway, where I sat on a plastic yellow chair. I put my head in my hands and tried to wake up from this awful nightmare. Unfortunately, it wasn't a nightmare. It was reality. I quickly gave a call to my mom but obviously, she didn't pick up her phone so I left her a message saying dad passes away. Then, I went through my contacts until I stumbled on one number. Without thinking, I quickly dialed it. 

"Namjoon?" the person said.

"I need you, Hoseok."

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Hello! I'm sorry for the sad ending but at these days I'm not able to write something happy. While reading this chapter, please remember there are people who loves you the most and who don't want you to be sad. Also, please let us also remember those who have passed away this week, months, years... Never forget about these people. 

I don't want to be pessimistic so I want to thank you for 4K readers. It's an incredible number and you guys helped me to reach it. I appreciate it a lot. You can't imagine how much it means to me. Hope you are having a nice day/night so far. Take care, ily. xoxo