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21

"Promise me that you'll take your medication every day," I scold gently as I pull Yoongi in for a hug.

"I promise!" He groans as I squeeze him as hard as I can.

"Be good out there. And tell Jimin we said hi," Jin says, patting Yoongi's head as I pull away from him.

"Will do. Keep moving forward, you two. You'll get out of here soon enough and when you do, we'll all go do something awesome," Yoongi says, grinning brightly.

"Ooh! Maybe we can build the world's biggest house of cards," Jin suggests and Yoongi and I glance at each other and laugh.

"Sure, buddy," Yoongi says before leaning down and kissing my cheek. "See you on the other side."

We wave as he makes his way out of the day room. I can't help but feel immensely proud of him for getting his health back on track and becoming the best version of himself.

Like Jin and I, Yoongi tried to run when he should've walked. He wasn't ready to leave the first time, but he was so used to wearing a mask of calmness that nobody realized there was a storm brewing inside of him. Not even he realized it.

But he's okay. He's better. And one day, Jin and I will be able to say the same about ourselves. We have a long way to go, but we're both working hard to get to that place of self acceptance.

"You're gonna miss him," Jin says, pulling me from my thoughts.

"Of course. He's become like a brother to me. But I know he's ready for this. And I couldn't be more proud," I say quietly, tears filling my eyes.

Happy tears.

"Baby," Jin says, pulling me into his arms.

"I'm just so happy. Jimin is doing well, Yoongi is doing well and now you and I are beginning to do well."

He hums in response, squeezing me gently as I rest my head on his chest.

I breathe in his scent, comforted by his presence. This feeling is so different from how we used to be. We were both putting up a wall in front of each other, our friendship filled with fake smiles and heartache as we both slowly let ourselves drown.

But now, we can see each other. Truly. There are no walls in sight to hide behind.

And the beauty of him is overwhelming.

"I love you," I say against his chest.

"I love you, Clara Bear," he replies instantly and kisses the top of my head.

We stay like this for a few moments, letting ourselves melt into each other.

"Look," Jin whispers, pointing out the window. "It's raining."

I grin widely and stare out the window, mesmerized by the falling rain. Even when my demons chased me relentlessly, I always had the rain to help me wash them away.

I turn my head to see Jin watching me. I raise my eyebrow questioningly, a smirk on my face. "What?"

"You just look so peaceful when it rains. It's beautiful."

"Yeah, it is," I say, staring back at the rain.

"I meant you," he whispers, turning my head so that I'm facing him again.

The look in his eyes gives me butterflies.

The look of someone in love.

"I'd kiss you right now, but we'd get in trouble," he says, smiling softly as he stares at my lips.

"Come on," I say, feeling excited when an idea pops into my head. "We have to be sneaky though."

He laughs as I pull him behind me and we stealthily make our way out into the garden, where the rain is steadily falling, drenching and nourishing the surrounding plants.

As I expect, we're alone. Most people run away from the rain, seeking shelter from the storm and trying to stay dry and safe.

But to me, this is where I feel safe. And this man in front of me only solidifies that feeling.

Jin wastes no time in holding my face between his hands and tilting my head up to kiss me.

My hands grab onto his shirt at his waist and I kiss him back, melting under his loving warmth.

Even though it's only drizzling lightly at this point, I'm shivering from the cold water droplets sliding down my skin... but I don't think that's the only reason that I'm shivering.

My hands slide into Jin's shirt and I wrap my arms around him, feeling the bare skin of his back against my fingertips.

He shivers under my touch, but continues to kiss me passionately, his tongue easily and delicately sliding into my mouth as he leans down and grabs my thighs, hoisting me up into his arms without breaking the kiss.

I wrap my legs around his waist and my hands twist in his wet brown hair, pulling slightly as I hold him as close as I possibly can.

And in this moment, I know.

I am completely in love with him.

This tall, broad-shouldered goofball with the terrible jokes and an intense love of playing cards has my entire heart.

He never stopped fighting for me. Even when he was secretly losing his own war, he stood tall and strong just for me.

And now we're both strong. We're both fighting our own wars and kicking ass.

"I am so in love with you, Kim Seokjin," I whisper against his lips.

He sighs and rests his forehead against mine, keeping his eyes closed as I watch his beautiful face dripping with raindrops.

"I'm gonna marry you one day, my love," he says so quietly that I'm not sure I was meant to hear it.