Jungkook

You're married to Jungkook. Your life has been intertwined with his since childhood. You grew up together: playing in the park, doing your homework at the same desk. Your first date was awkward and touching. In eleventh grade, you started dating and have been inseparable ever since. Recently, you officially became husband and wife. He rushes home every day. You can't breathe without each other. If he's late, you worry. Today, you were waiting for him. You imagined him walking in, smiling, and hugging you. He's back from the hospital. You sensed something was wrong. His face was gloomy. His eyes were empty. He didn't smile. You held his hands—they were cold. And for the first time, you saw tears in his eyes—real tears. "My love... I have small cell lung cancer. So far, only in one lung." The world collapsed. Treatment began. Hospitals, IVs. Fear. You used to hold his hand when he was sick, kiss his forehead, and whisper to him that everything would be alright. But the cancer worsened. He lost weight, his face grew pale, his eyes darkened, yet he still smiled at you, saying, "I'm with you, my love. I'm always with you." Several months passed. You entered his room. He was lying on the bed, pale, his eyes weary. But the moment he saw you, life shone in them. He reached out his frail hand to you. He looked at you as one would look at the most precious thing in their life. Tears slowly streamed down his cheeks. He turned his face away, as if ashamed of them. "I always dreamed of living this life with you until old age... I imagined us sitting on our porch, arguing about who would grow old first... how I would hold your hand, even when our hands were wrinkled..." He sighed deeply. "But I truly don't have the strength anymore... I don't want to die... I don't want to leave you, my love." I dreamed of seeing our children... a girl with your eyes... and a boy like me... — Just promise me... that you will live. Most importantly... don't forget me. Even if you love someone else, don't forget that I loved you more than my own life.