"I can't believe you would do this! After all we've been through? You choose to break up with me and on all the days you could have chosen it's our anniversary?!?!" I yell at Namjoon, turning around trying to walk away, but get turned back around again. Tears swell in my eyes.

"No Jimin listen to me, I have to do this. You don't understand!"

"Yes, I do!"

"Jimin I'm dying

That's all I remember from that day. I think I ran away after that, I don't know it's all fuzzy. It broke my heart that Namjoon broke up with me because he was dying. He had cancer, or that's what his mom told me. I'm trying to think of some good, hapyp memories I have with him to get through this but it's hard.

"Namjoon put me down! You know how clumsy you are, I don't want you to drop me!!""Oh yeah! I forgot. Sorry baby," He says sweetly, while gently sitting me down planting a kiss on my forehead.

"Joonie! Can we go to the carnival?" I say looking up at him giving him the viggest puppy dog eyes ever."Aw! You know I can't resist that face! Of course we can! What rides do you want to go on?" He grabs my hand, leading us to the carnival

"I love you so much Joonie. Please don't ever leave me.

Tears start falling out of my eyes. "I loved you Joonie! I still do! Why didn't you tell me sooner so we could make more memories? You promised you wouldn't leave me."

"Honey come down. Dinner's ready!"

"I'm not hungry Mom!" My voice breaks meaning she'll come up here to check if I'm okay.

I hear footsteps coming up the stairs. I look up and see my mom. Her eyes soften when she sees me, eyes red from crying, holding a picture of Namjoon.

"Honey, you have to eat sometime. You haven't eaten at all," she looks at me with pleading eyes, "Please baby. It hurts seeing you like this. I know you miss him, I do too, but you have to let go sometime."

"I know Mom. But it's hard," I look away, scared to meet her eyes, "I want to make more memories with him. I have too little. If he had told me-" She cuts me off by pulling me into a hug.

"Jimin," she says, her voice soft but stern, "I'm always here for you. If you need to talk to me I'm always right here." I feel something wet fall on my head.

And for once, I felt truly happy since he left.

(A/N: This is my first oneshot so I hope you enjoy. I know I'm not on here that much but here's something to make up for me not updating in over a year.)