*** COMPLETED *** Until the World Explodes (Han Seoul-Oh)

Chapter 4: "I promise it's all gonna be okay now."

"Okay?" Han repeated. "Just a second ago you thought I was an imposter, and now you're ready to drop everything and leave with me."

"Sorry. I'm just a little shaken up, as you can imagine," I muttered under my breath. "I come home to Deckard trying to kill me, and then he was killed by you and his dead body fell on me. And then I find out you're not really dead, all within an hour's time. It's a lot for one person to handle."

He took another step towards me, and this time, I didn't move away from him. I let him get closer until he pulled me into his arms, wrapping me tightly in the embrace that I missed so much. I started to cry into his chest as I clung to him - the bleeding wounds from Deckard's carving on my chest becoming uncomfortable with every sob. But that didn't matter to me.

"Audrey, I am so sorry for what happened to you today. I'm sorry for everything I've put you through this past year," He said as he kept his hold on me, his head resting on top of mine as his breath hitched in his throat. "I'm sorry for always keeping you in the dark. I thought I was protecting you because if anything happened to you, I wouldn't have been able to live with myself. Faking my death was the only way out, and I'm so sorry it had to come to that. I will explain everything, I promise. But for now, I need to get out of here before it's too late, and I want you to come with me."

I pulled away from the embrace even though I didn't want to, and held his face in my hands. I wiped his tears away and leaned up, kissing him softly but with so much passion and hunger. He returned it with no hesitation, his hand at the base of my throat.

"Until the world explodes," I whispered against his lips before pulling away to go pack a bag.

Han followed close behind me down the hallway and flipped on the light to our bedroom. "You kept it the same..." He said as he stood in the doorway, taking it all in. "I'm sorry we can't stay here."

"Hey, you once said to me that home is wherever I am. And I feel the same way about you," I said as I pulled a bag out of the closet. "Uh, my mom came over a couple of days after the funeral and wanted me to get rid of a lot of things. I kept some of your clothes. The rest are in a storage unit down the road."

He shook his head as he stood in front of the closet and picked out something to change into - grey skinny jeans, a white t-shirt and that light pink button down I loved so much. "Nah, this stuff will be plenty until we get to where we're going."

"Where are we going?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Australia, remember?" He asked as he turned around, beginning to change into the outfit he'd just picked out. "We talked about it all the time."

I gave a soft smile and quickly turned around to shove an outfit or two into the bag, not wanting him to see me tear up. I was so preoccupied with picturing our new life together and packing that I almost forgot to change.

"Audrey, why's your shirt so bloody?" He questioned. "And why are there bruises on your cheek? What did he do to you?" Han asked, stepping closer to me to get a better look.

"Uh," I began as I looked down at the blood smeared all over the chest of the t-shirt I was wearing. "Instead of killing me and getting it over with, he took a piece of glass from the tv and carved something into my chest. I haven't looked at what it says yet, and I don't think I want to...and for the bruises, he backhanded me every time I screamed."

He ran his fingers over the wound on my temple from where my head collided with the island, and gently ran his thumb over the bruises on my cheek. I winced slightly, but didn't move. I knew he wasn't going to hurt me. Tears were beginning to collect in his eyes again, and seeing him tear up made me tear up.