For You ✔️

Chapter 32

Ara's pov

I was watching a movie on the television. I couldn't control myself as tears poured down my face. 'Me Before You' that's what I was watching.

The ending was so emotional. The male lead dies leaving her all alone. It made me relate to my situation. What if I forget him forever and breaks his heart. That shatters my heart.

I thought of making something for them when they return. Jin never really allowed me to cook, he usually asks me to chop the vegetables or stir the pan, stuffs like that. At first I decided to make one of Jungkook's favourite, then I decided not to. He's been visiting the hospital more often lately. He comes back way after the other's return. He has been eating out everytime he goes there.

It's better if I make something that all of them favours or else I might get sad seeing the person for whom I made it couldn't eat. I am not jealous. Pfftt, it's not like he's seeing someone else. He's seeing me, the real me. Why should I get mad at him for that? He's just looking after me. I'm fine. I'm totally fine.

I made some kimchi stew, bibimbap, jjajangmyeon and ggul tteok for dessert. I was waiting for their return and finally they arrived about forty minutes after I finished cooking.

I looked expectantly as each one entered the house only to frown because he wasn't there among them. Atleast I wasn't alone, I had them.

"Mmm, where is that divine smell coming from?" Jin started sniffing with a smile.

"Hyung, look at the dining table." Namjoon stretched out his neck from the dining room.

"Woah she really went overboard with all the cooking. It looks so good." Suga searched for me with a proud smile.

"I am just shocked that she didn't burn the whole house down." Jimin squeeked. I blew forcefully in his ear making him flinch and scream.

"That's my girl." Hobi laughed, looking at the miserable Jimin, who's still sweating from the shock.

"Our girl, hyung." Taehyung raised his hand for high five from Hoseok.

I chuckled at their enthusiasm. They all sat around the table quarelling for food. I just watched them like they mean the world to me.

Today, Taehyung was on dish washing duty. I just joined to give him company.

"The food was amazing, you know?" Tae spoke as his lips formed a box like shape accompanied by the most adorable smile.

'Thank you, Tae.' I showed him the paper in which I wrote.

"You know, I'm 27, which makes me four years older than you. You should start calling me oppa."

'It feels weird to call you and the others oppa. I got so used to calling you all by your names.'

"I forgive you for now, but once you get well and fine, I will be waiting to hear that." He replied with a smirk.

'Ok, big boy. I will think about that.'

"So tell me how did you know to cook? I never saw you cooking rather than annoying Jin hyung."

'Well, I learned by watching him a..' I didn't even complete writing it down before he spoke.

"Pervert." He said wiggling his eyebrows also with a slight cunning smile.

'Hold up kid, I learned from helping him day and night while you and that Jimin stuck your faces on the video games. And also because I watched YouTube videos before cooking.'

"That's the truth. You watched cooking videos, kiddo." He smirked.

I drew a face that stuck out tongue making him do the exact same replica towards me. We talked for a lot like this, annoying and teasing each other. That's just how we were. Jimin, Taehyung and me. After half an hour we finished the chores. Just as I was about to go to living room, Tae called me.

"You don't have to wait for him today." Tae spoke all of a sudden. It took a few seconds for me to sink in what he meant.

I wrote down asking him the reason.

"Well, Na Ra-ssi had to go to the orphanage because of some errands. In situations like this she usually asks someone else to spend time in the hospital. And he offered to stay over."

'He will be back tomorrow morning right?' I asked.

"Maybe or he might only come after work. I don't know about that."

I went back to the basement. Just to be upfront, I wasn't happy about him staying over. He might be with 'me'. But he really is not. It's been a few weeks and he's spending a lot of time there than with me.

I miss him. I miss how we were. They all are excited about me returning as a whole person and so am I. But what if i don't. What if I forget all of them? Won't it be fair for me to hope to spend more time with them?

We used to talk about all the stuffs and now we don't even get the time to talk properly. He will be tired everytime he returns home.

Maybe I'm just being paranoid. I should really stop watching all these dramas. They are getting into my head and it's not looking good at all.