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12

Jin is leaving today.

But I'm leaving today too.

After we kissed that day, it was almost like a switch went off in my mind.

I could touch the doors. I could eat the food. I could shake hands and even hug people.

My therapist said they finally found the right combination and dose of medications to get the OCD under control.

But I know that's not the only reason.

He helped me.

And now I get to leave a month early because I'm nearly completely symptom free now.

I still have anxiety. But I'm learning to push it to the back of my mind with the new coping techniques I've been taught.

I don't need to do the compulsions as much anymore. I don't hear the voice in my head as loudly anymore.

I'm okay.

For the first time in years, I am okay.

"You okay?" Jin asks me as we walk out of the building together, hand in hand.

I grin brightly at him. "More than okay."

He leans over and kisses my cheek.

"Let's go then, Clara Bear."

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"Ah," I sigh in relief as I fall onto the bed in my small apartment. The familiar scent of home surrounding me, I smile to myself.

I've come a long way these past two months.

My phone rings and I look at the caller ID before grinning like an idiot.

"Clara Bear here," I say as soon as I answer the call.

"I knew you'd warm up to the nickname!" Jin exclaims on the other end.

I laugh. "I didn't warm up to it. I've just accepted the fact that you're not gonna stop calling me that."

"What are you doing, beautiful?"

Butterflies erupt in my stomach. "I just took my medicines so I'm about to go to sleep. What about you?"

"Open your front door and see for yourself."

I sit up when I hear a knock at my door.

I walk into the living room and open the door to my apartment to see Jin standing in front of me, grinning and still holding the phone to his ear.

I laugh and hang up the phone that's in my hand before placing it on the table next to the door.

"Hello," I say, still laughing.

He grins before putting his phone into his back pocket. "Are you gonna invite me in or are we gonna hang out like this?"

I turn, gesturing for him to come in.

"Nice place you have here, Clara Bear," he says, looking around my home.

"Why are you here? I didn't give you my address when we were released this morning just so you could stalk me late at night," I tease.

"I missed you, silly."

Butterflies again.

"You're blushing, Clara Bear," Jin says, grinning widely at me before pulling me into a tight hug.

"How are you doing, Jin?"

"I'm good. I promise. Don't worry about me," he reassures me as he kisses the top of my head.

I hum in response, feeling the drowsiness settle in as the medications take effect.

Jin must've felt my body sag from exhaustion because without another word, he picks me up and carries me to my bedroom, gently placing me in the bed before covering me up with my blanket.

"Goodnight, beautiful. Try not to dream about me," he whispers before kissing my cheek.

He turns to leave, but I grab his hand.

"Stay," I say, eyelids too heavy to stay open at this point.

He laughs softly before kneeling down next to my bed. "I was hoping you'd say that. I already took my medications too and I'm about to pass out."

I gasp dramatically and gently smack his arm. "Why in the world did you come here then, dumbo?"

"Like I said, I missed you."

I sigh in frustration. "Climb in and don't snore."

"I'm going to snore extra loudly just because you said that," he jokes and I laugh, my eyes still glued shut from exhaustion.

I feel him climb into the bed next to me and I immediately turn around to lay my head on his chest.

I feel three gentle taps on my arm and I tap my finger against his chest three times as a response.

"You'll never be alone again, Jin. I promise," I say, voice barely above a whisper.

"Okay, maybe I'll hold back on the snoring now," he whispers back and I laugh.

"Goodnight, Clara Bear," he says, leaning down to kiss the top of my head.

"That's all I get? After I worked so hard to become a normal person and be able to touch you?" I ask, forcing my tired eyes open as I lean my head up to face him.

"Someone's grouchy when they're sleepy," he says, grinning.

I smile at him before leaning up and pressing my lips against his softly.

I sigh in content. "Much better."

He laughs. "I know. I'm a great kisser. I'm jealous that you get to kiss me."

I snort in laughter. "Go to sleep, worldwide handsome."

He laughs loudly before gently lifting my face to his and kissing me again.

"I'm so glad I met you. You have no idea how much you've changed my life. You saved me, Clara."

I snuggle into his neck and breathe in his scent.

"Clara Bear, I want to take you on a date tomorrow. May I?"

"Of course," I say, muffled since my face is still buried into the side of his neck.

He sighs happily and pulls me closer to him.

"This is real, right? You're real?" He asks suddenly.

I pull my head up to look at him, his handsome face glowing in the moonlight.

"I'm real," I say, kissing his lips hard to prove it.

He kisses me back and gently digs his fingers into my hip. "Good."

We fall asleep in each other's arms, both in awe of the other.