Love Fool | YoongixMalereader | ✔

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The weather had calmed down a bit, but it still snowed the day we celebrated Christmas. Yoongi was with me and my family. It was nice, I had gotten something the day after we woke up in his bedroom. I had gotten him a necklace that had a moon hanging. He got me a book that he noticed one day while being in town after I left for Rome again, he told me that he thought of me when he read the description and decided that even if we did not get back together he would keep it as a memory, just so that he could remember a person he had loved and continues to love. It truly melted my heart, I gave him a kiss on his forehead and thanked him for the gift. 

Nothing much happened during Christmas, I played the piano for my family, and I stayed up until 3 AM to paint the living room when everyone had left for bed. I figured that I would paint them into the picture some other time. Yoongi had stayed by my side on the floor, he fell in and out of sleep, and he would switch between laying on my lap and resting his head on my shoulder. I did tell him that if he wanted to go to bed, he could but he refused and stayed with me. 

The following days we played games, painted, went for walks, played in the snow, talked and just cuddled in the bed when we were too tired for anything. Around the end of December Yoongi invited me to spend it with him and his friends. So we packed our things and my father drove us to Namjoon's place, the place where Namjoon lived were Seokjin, Hoseok, Jimin, Jeongguk, Taehyung and Namjoon himself. It was fun, we all had so much fun on December 31st. The clock ticked midnight, and Yoongi and I shared our first real kiss since he picked me up from my apartment in Rome. 

I did go back to Rome to finish my study and this time there were no problems, he did try not to cry but promised to call, visit and write whenever he could. He kept the promise because 3 years later we were still together when I finished school. I started to paint and create art to earn money, people did buy my stuff but it was hard at first, but my income did increase a lot. We thought of getting married, but we knew that it would not be accepted by society. We would be disowned and our life would be hell, we decided that it would be better if we just bought a small house a bit far away from town, not too far away but enough to gain privacy. I was the one who bought it, we could not buy it together, people would suspect that if two men bought a house together something must be happening behind the scenes. But we build a garden together, renovated the house into something we both wanted and have since been living there. Our friends often come and visit us, and my family tries as much as they can, but with my parents and aunty getting older it is hard for them to drive for a while. My mother did start getting breathing problems, so it is hard for her to bike to town when we wanted to meet up, but she tries her best.

Love is still with us, it has gotten its own spot in the kitchen. Yoongi taught Love not to eat the food on the table or floor if succeded a treat will land in its mouth.

Today it is the 12th of March in 1993. I am sitting on a plane with Yoongi on my way to South Korea. We heard that South Korea was semi-safe to travel to, even with North Korea being a sort of thread to the rest of the world,  but I really wanted to see where Yoongi spend his childhood. I wanted to see what kind of culture he grew up in. How the people grew up around were and just wanted to what the country was like, seeing it with my own eyes. I secretly hold Yoongi's hand when no one else is looking, yes it breaks my heart to know that I can not just hold his hand whenever I want. But I know that the world is changing so maybe one day we get to show the world that we are in love and that we want to be together for the rest of our lives. 

Being on the plane I take my time to write a letter to my sick mother. My family is growing older just like Yoongi and me. And I am starting to worry that one day my mother would be gone, and I would never get to tell her that I have forgiven her after so many years of her trying to gain my full trust again. "Writing to your mother?" I hear Yoongi ask beside me, I turn my head and nod "I am trying to tell her that I have forgiven her, for what she did back then, it was not okay. But she has really tried to show that she had changed, that she is a better human now, and that she will forever live with the regret of hurting me like that back then" He nods and rubs my free hand "You have both grown a lot over the years, I can see that your mother has changed, we have all changed for the better, and now we just have to keep changing to be a better human. If we change and become bad humans, we will regret it and end back at 0" He spoke with a low voice, not wanting others to hear what we are talking about.

We land in Seoul, South Korea many hours later. We arrive at the hotel sometime later and go out to eat, on the way to the restaurant I take my time to study every building, tree, stone. Just everything that moves. I notice that some people are looking at me, well staring at me since I am a white man walking in their streets. I find it normal, I believe that every country reacts the same when someone who they do not normally see often, someone who does not look like the rest of the population is walking around. At the crosswalks, I even hear a few sentences coming from them when I am standing next to Yoongi; "He is so tall and pale", "I wonder where he is from?", "Have you seen his hair??" The only reason why I know that they are talking about me, and what they are saying is, first of all, they are whispering to their friends while staring at me, and second of all Yoongi tries to translate when he can see me getting confused. 

And when we get to the restaurant and try to figure out what to eat a few people come up to our table and ask Yoongi if I speak Korean, where I am from, and more. I love the curiosity, and I am all for it, but when it feels like everyone is coming up to us it becomes too much, but I say nothing since I am in their country and should pay them some respect for being nice to me despite our visual differences. 

The moon rises to the sky as the sun goes down. We leave and spend the rest of the night walking around in the streets, seeing what the city has to offer when it comes to nightlife. Yeah, it does not look like what I am used to but I am open to learning about their ideology, values and how their society is pitched together. As we walk around in the streets, and there only are a few street lights turned on Yoongi takes this as a sign to hold my hand. 

We sit in a nearby park looking at the sky when I suddenly feel Yoongi tap my shoulder, I hum in response not turning away from the sky "Will you look at me, my love?" I grin at the nickname and look at him, his body is turned towards mine "What is up dear?" I see Yoongi blushing a bit "I um... We have been together since that Christmas in 1983. I know that I love you, and I also know that you love me, if not then we have something else to talk about-" I smack his head and watch as he lets out a laugh and rubs the spot where I smacked him with my hand "I take that as you love me" I laugh and nod "But M/N, I love you more than everything. I have become a better human thanks to you. I know that the world is not ready for what I am about to do, but I hope that even if we can not fully do it, you still will say yes" Wait what? What is he doing? What is he saying? I think all of those things as I watch him leave the bench and sink onto one of his knees "Will you be mine and grow old with me? Will you marry me?" He pulls out a box from his pocket and opens it, in the box are two beautiful rings. I feel tears leaving my eyes and I nod yes, I lean forwards and kiss him on the lips. He pulls our rings out from the box, I put on his and he puts on mine.

"As you said, the world is not ready yet. But I will grow old with you, and love you for the rest of my life, even when we are in the afterlife. I will love you infinitely. I love you Yoongi"  We kiss under the stars, no one is around us since it is night, but it does not matter. Yoongi just proposed to me, and therefore I do not care about what other people think. He is amazing...

"I love you too M/N, I will forever love you"  Everything works out in the end... I did get my happy ending, even if we broke up back then. But today we are together, and tomorrow we will still be together... I love you Yoongi, forever.