Yoongi steps outside, giving me a mean look. His hair dripping wet, stuck to his forehead, he's in a fluffy white robe. I grab the corner of the robe and yank around on it. "Are you naked under there Mr. Min?" He slaps my hand away, his cute eyebrow...
We crowd onto the elevator and reach the third floor. I get shaky again, nervous at what was awaiting me in my hotel room. I said bye to RM and J-Hope, giving them brief hugs as they walked back into their own rooms. I stand outside of room 344, our room. I take a deep breath. I was really hoping he wasn't mad at me.
I slip the key card into the slot, and the door unlocks. I open it cautiously. I walk in quietly but then spot Yoongi staring at me direction, sitting on the bed. It seemed like he hadn't moved for a while. He gives me a look I can't quite explain.
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"Where did you go?" He asks me instantly. I drop my purse by the wall. I avoid his sharp eyes that are staring through my soul. "I went out to eat with Joonie and Hobi," I quietly respond. Not wanting to look at him. Scared of what he would say next.
Yoongi stands up abruptly and walks up to me. "I'm sorry I walked out earlier." My shoulders visibly relax a little. I finally look up into his eyes, tears forming in my eyes, threatening to spill over. "I didn't mean to make you mad," I speak softly. He sighs. "I wasn't mad at you."
He grabs my hand and leads me to sit on the bed with him. Yoongi stares off at the wall, trying to think. I stare at his profile, waiting for him to speak. "I'm bad with feelings and words," he starts, not looking at me. I swallow nervously. He pulls out his phone and types something in. He plays 'Your Eyes Tell' by BTS. I instantly know the song. "This song explains it the best." I stare at him. "I'm familiar with the song." I say flatly and he suddenly stops it and turns towards me. He holds my hands in his. "Your song for me," he starts and stops, looking off for a moment. "It means a lot to me. More than I can explain. I write songs every day, but I've never had someone I love to write one for me, not like that.
I stare into his eyes, just listening. "It scared me honestly." My lips part in surprise. "Scared you?" I was trying to understand. "Yes." Yoongi stands up and paces around. "I'll be going back to Korea in three weeks. Where does that leave us?" He holds his hands out to me, I look down, not knowing that answer. "You live in New York, I live in Korea, we will be oceans apart. I don't think I can handle long distance; I would worry too much. My inferiority complex would take over my rational thinking." My eyes being to tear up again, I knew where this was going.
I looked down at my lap, trying to blink away the tears. Yoongi bends down and looks up at me, "Why are you crying?" A tear escapes and runs down my cheek. He quickly wipes it away. "Because. I know where you're going with this." He laughs a little and my eyes shoot up to him annoyed. "I don't think you do." I wipe the next tear that falls. "Then where is it going?"
Yoongi stands up and pulls me up with him. He hugs me and rests his chin on my head. "I want you to come back with me. I have my own apartment. I want you to move in with me." I gasp, not being able to breathe. I can hear his racing heart through his chest. His heartbeat picks up as he continues. "I don't want to be without you. I love you so damn much, I can't imagine my life without you now."
Stepping back, I look up into his eyes. He's smiling at me so sweetly. "Move there with you?" I squeal out, visibly anxious. He nods and kisses my forehead. "What about my family?" I ask and he hugs me again. "We can fly them out any time you wish." I laugh breathlessly against his chest. "I can't speak Korean!" I shout out next. "I can get you a teacher and help you." I bury my face in his warm chest. "I thought about everything on my walk. I know our life together won't be easy and I'll be gone a lot sometimes, but at least we will be together in the end. I'm not saying things won't be difficult, but I think we can make it work. Please think about it, we have three weeks left here. Don't give me an answer right away, seriously consider it."
I don't speak for a bit; he just holds me tight. My thoughts are racing. Everything is like a tornado inside my brain. I was heavily weighing my options. Yoongi was serious about us now. I had always been, but I truly didn't know where this was going. I was just enjoying it each day. I would be in a completely different country, I would have to get citizenship, everything would be new and terrifying for me. "I won't know anything." I whisper and he squeezes me. "You have me and six others. We will be your new family." A tear rolls down my cheek. A Bangtan family. It sounds wonderful.
"Okay." I finally say, "I'll think about it." Yoongi smiles his gummy smile wide and kisses me tenderly. "I love you," he whispers against my lips, and I believe him. I can feel it now. "I love you too," I respond.
