Nobody Knows | Jeon Jungkook

Epilogue

Jungkook

I drag the suitcases we packed behind me and on to the cabin I booked for a week. It is located in the mountains and has the perfect view to enjoy the snowy winter of Korea. Everything has turned white because it has been snowing heavily the last few days.

I'm more than okay with that because I wanted Irina to spend a vacation in the snow. I don't think she was able to travel at all before, certainly not alone or with friends. And I can already see the joy and excitement in her big eyes.

She walks over to the big window that looks out on the forest, all the trees covered with a thick layer of snowflakes that make the branches drop. I can see the white of the landscape shining in her green eyes and a happy smile written on her lips.

"I've never seen so much snow," she says, giving me a quick glance before looking out the window again. "It's beautiful."

I smile, pressing the suitcases against the wall so we can unpack them later. The drive took longer than I thought it would because we got lost and the weather conditions out here in the mountains weren't really comfortable.

We take off our jackets and hang them on the coat rack by the door. Irina looks around the cabin, but I don't need to because I was in one of the cabins with the boys a few years ago. We went out to celebrate Seokjin's graduation from university. We got drunk and someone had to come pick us up because none of us were able to drive.

Those were the days.

And when I think about my life now, I don't miss anything from the past. I was young and I lived my life, but now two years after we came back to Korea, I know I have other goals to achieve.

Every event that exists has taught me lessons. Brought light for the future. I will be thirty in less than two years, but I am still young and stupid. Growing old doesn't mean you have to kill your inner child. Those who still remain kids in mind are the ones who win in life.

I love that I can go through any goofiness with Irina. We never judge each other, but laugh and live. We are enjoying a good life. We have a house, friends and family, and most important of all: we have each other.

And I bought a new motorcycle.

Irina and I ride it when it's dark already and maybe we do other things on it, but no one has to know. If Jimin knew, he would never touch it again. I laugh at the thought.

Kicking off my shoes, I throw myself onto the soft bed. I stretch out my arms and legs and everything cracks because I'm not used to sitting in one spot for so long. Maybe we should have taken a break in between, but I wanted to get to our destination before it got dark.

I reach into my back pocket and fish out my phone so I can let my mom know we arrived safely. She still loves to treat me like a child, but I don't blame her. It's a motherly thing to do.

As I type the message, I hear Irina pacing around the bathroom and then the sound of running water. The reply from my mom pops up on my screen within a second, saying she wishes us lots of fun, which we're sure to have.

"I'm going to run a hot bath." Irina's voice sounds from the doorway to the bathroom as I type in a new message. "Wanna join me?"

"Nah, I'm good. I'll take a shower lat—"

I stop mid-sentence because holy shit.

So this is what she means by a hot bath.