My Song For You [JJK]

Epilogue 2: Y/N's POV (Part 1)

The note lies neatly on the dinner table with freshly cooked meal that I worked all morning on. Surprisingly, even after all the chaos that went down in the kitchen this morning, neither of my folks woke up, aiding to my plans of fleeing.

The watch reads 5:56 am as I drag my suitcase out of the house I grew up in, all the memories come flooding back in as I take one final glance at my haven that I'm leaving behind. Bidding a silent goodbye, not knowing when or if I will ever return, I walk down to the station to catch the morning train.

Clearly he wasn't expecting me and I don't blame him. 

The surprise is evident on his face as he stands frozen right in front of his desk, looking at me with eyes that look two seconds short from falling out. I wave awkwardly at him which finally breaks his stupor, a beautiful smile that I used to be in love with replacing the earlier expression.

"I thought you were coming next week!" He walks over to me and pulls me in for a tight hug, closing the door to his studio shut.

"Uh-Yeah, Surprise." I return the hug half-heartedly, somehow feeling foreign in the arms of my man.

"This is great! We can have a pre-anniversary celebration, just the two of us. Let me just get some stuff sorted and we can go out for lunch." The gummy smile flashes on his face as he detaches himself from me and fumbles around in his desk.

Not having the heart to go out, I simply shake my head and mutter, "Can we order in? I'm really tired from the journey."

He furrows his eyebrows in confusion, mainly because he knows that I love going out every chance I get, but nods his head in understanding like he always does and politely says, "Okay, Give me a minute. Settle down on the couch, make yourself comfortable."

While the older man places our order, I look around his studio, feeling proud of the man he has become just like he promised. He's such a great guy and I love him so much... so why am I having second thoughts? Surely such short amount of time spent with Jungkook couldn't replace all this that I've built up with Yoongi, right?

A pair of hands on my waist and sloppy kisses on my shoulder and neck distracts me from the series of thoughts revolving around my head. An alarming sound now dominating my mind.

"I missed you" He sighs out, groping my hips now and pulling me back towards the couch. He immediately gets on top of me, now full-fledged making out with my flustered and unresponsive form.

The alarming sound amplifies as his hands start to sneak into my pants, enough to give me the courage to push him off my body. He looks hurt as his eyebrows furrow over for the second time since I waltzed in unannounced in his newly established music studio with every intention to break his heart.

God, I'm such a terrible person. 

But I need to start being honest. To Yoongi, to myself and to my feelings. It's just unfortunate that a lot of hearts are gonna get broken along the way, including mine.

"I told you, I'm tired from the journey." I mumble slowly, my conscience screaming at me for delaying the inevitable. I mean, I took the first train to Daegu in the morning just so that I could come clean to Yoongi about the events that took place a few days ago and you can't exactly have this kind of conversation over the phone.

So even I couldn't understand why I didn't just blurt out the truth. I've never had trouble talking to Yoongi about anything, we were just so honest to each other. 

Once again, like the patient and mature guy he is, Yoongi simply pecks my forehead and smiles, "I guess I missed you a little too much, Kitten."

The nickname. Oh no. This can't get any worse than this! How can I tell this guy that after all these years of being in love, I suddenly fell out of it?!

Deciding that the more I drag this on, the harder it's gonna get, I gulp visibly and start, "I've something to say to you..."

He tilts his head and flashes another charming smile, making me feel smaller by the second and says, "I've something to say to you too."

"Oh? You go first." I don't know why I said that, clearly I should be going first considering what I've to say isn't something pleasant but somehow I bargain with my conscience to hear him out just this once before I confess my sins to him. 

Maybe he did something worse than cheating on me.

After giving me a shy smile, he gets up and walks over to his desk, pulling something out from the drawers. I couldn't quite catch what it was as he sneakily stuffs the thing in his back pocket. 

He bites his lip with flushed cheeks and takes slow yet firm steps towards me, both his hands hidden behind his back.

"I know our anniversary is a week away and I know this isn't the ideal setting for this kind of event but you surprised me by showing up looking all pretty in my studio so I wanna do the same for you."

He stops at the end of the couch that I'm sitting on and starts to kneel.

No.

"Y/N, I know I still don't have a stable job yet and you've just graduated but I feel like I can't live without you anymore. Our story has been pretty simple so far, no drama, no jealousy. You've loved me with so much devotion that it's always surprised me and I've always thought that we just fit. You and me."

Please don't do this, Yoongi. 

Tears drops down from my face in guilt which the clueless man mistakes for tears of happiness, stinging my heart more from the thought of upcoming events about to unfold.

"So, I say this with utmost certainty in my heart." He takes my hand in his and kisses the top as he continues, voice sweeter than cotton candy,

"Y/N, Be my wife and I'll love you with everything that I have."