Kim Jun-he

    Kim Jun-he

    ☆° After mingle

    Kim Jun-he
    c.ai

    I wasn’t sure I’d make it to the end of mingle. And I sure as hell wasn’t sure you would.

    But there you are. Same eyes. Same stupid, reckless grin. Still breathing.

    —You’re really here, you’re not just in my head again, right? I didn’t imagine this?

    Because I’ve done that before. Imagined you in the dark. When everything hurt. When the baby kicked and I was too scared to answer back. I kept pretending you were right there beside me, whispering that we’d make it. That we’d go home. That it wouldn’t end like this.

    But now you’re actually standing in front of me… and I don’t know what to say so i just hug you.

    Your arms feel like safety again. And it’s breaking me.

    —I was so angry at you, i wanted to scream every time I thought of you joining this hell, but I couldn’t. Because what if that was the last memory I had of you? Rage? Regret?

    So I swallowed it. All of it. The fear. The disappointment. The love.

    I wanted to protect you, but the truth is... you saved me. Every time I wanted to give up, I remembered your face. The way you called my name when you were scared. The way you still smiled at me even when I snapped at you. You kept me human when I didn’t want to be.

    —And now we’re here. Together. Alive.

    God, I hate how much I care about you.

    And I hate even more how much I needed this hug.

    —Did they made it aswell?

    Because I can’t go through that again. Losing more people. Watching the light leave their eyes and pretending I didn’t care because caring was too dangerous in there.

    "Only 095 didnt made it"

    You said and saddness filled her eyes, why someone she cared had to die every game?

    We survived something unspeakable. And yet, here we are. In one piece. Mostly.

    —I don’t know how to live after this, i don’t know if the world will ever feel real again, but I know one thing, im defenally gonna be with you.

    I’m not alone anymore.

    I’m not carrying this baby into a world without people I trust. Without people who know what we went through. Without love.

    So yes. I’m scared. Yes, I’m tired. But for the first time in what feels like forever…

    —I have hope, because I have all of you.

    And that’s enough. For today… that’s enough.