Something like love || KSJ

𝒮𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑒𝑒𝓃 | 17

JIN'S POV~

I sit before y/n, unable to take my eyes off of her.

I hadn't seen her in nearly two years and so much had changed in that time. She looked so different but in the best way possible.

Her hair was a different color now and styled in a completely different way. Even her style was different than before. Her whole demeanor seemed different, more mature.

"You're still staring at me." Y/n laughs, as she takes a seat across from me at the table.

The way her face lights up in amusement as she says this takes me back to every single amazing moment I've ever had with her. 

"You just look so...different. It feels like it's been forever, and everything has changed." I say and y/n shakes her head.

"Not much has changed, really. I'm still the same person I use to be besides a few small alterations." She says, pushing a strand of her hair behind her ear.

"How have you been, y/n?" I ask, desperate to know what else in her life had changed.

"I've been good, really. Moving here was something I needed to do for myself. I'm a lot happier here." She says, the smile on her face confirming her words.

"That's good to hear, I'm glad." I say as I look around her apartment, looking for any sign of something I was desperate not to see.

"How about you? How have you been?" She asks and I can feel her eyes on me.

"I've been...okay." I keep it vague. I didn't want her to know that I had actually been miserable.

"You know, even after all of this time I still can tell when you're lying to me." Y/n says, a slight chuckle in her words.

I turn to face her and see an endearing look on her face as she watches me with soft eyes.

"So, do you live here with your boyfriend or?" I ask, getting straight to the point. I needed to know. The thought was killing me.

Y/n leans forward on the table, pursing her lips. Her eyes meet mine.

"I don't have a boyfriend, so no. Just me." Her voice is calm.

If I could jump for joy right now I would but I stayed seated.

"Oh, well that's nice. That's good to hear." I say and y/n watches me for a second before she stands.

"Follow me. I have something to show you." Y/n says, walking away, not giving me time to question what she was about to show me.

I stand up and follow behind her. She leads us into a dark room then flicks on the light. When the light comes on, I gasp. All around the room is paintings.

Amazing paintings that I've never seen before. Paintings that were so good I couldn't fathom how someone could make something so beautiful.

Ranging from big to small, canvases lined the walls.

In the center of the room there was an easel with a painting on it that had one singular line on it in bright blue paint.

I glance down at y/n's hands to see a smudge of the same blue paint across her thumb.

"You did all of this?" I ask, my eyes wide as I looked up to meet her face.

"Yeah, I did." Y/n says, a soft smile on her face as she looks around at the paintings surrounding us.

"How? Why? I never knew you liked to paint." I say in disbelief.

I guess I really didn't know everything about her.

"Do you want to know the truth?" She asks, taking a step forward.

I nod, watching her move towards me.

"Every single time I would think of you, I'd paint. Every time I missed you, I'd paint. Every time I wanted to text you or call you, to hear your voice, I'd paint. Every single painting in here, is you."

My heart hammered in my chest, my mind spinning as I tried to pull myself together, her words completely destroying me in the best way possible.

"And this," she starts, bringing her thumb up so that the blue paint mark etched on it is right in front of my eyes.

"I was opening my paint just as you knocked on my front door."

My eyes widened as my heart raced in my chest. I was speechless. I couldn't believe what I was hearing right now.

"Every single day that's passed, I've wished I hadn't walked away from you on that rooftop. It was the biggest mistake I've ever made, and I've regretted it ever since." Y/n starts, taking another step towards me.

"I've thought about you every single day since you told me you loved me again. I was scared because hearing you say that brought back every feeling I've pushed away. I didn't want to hurt Jimin or you and so I pushed you away again." She says, her eyes sad.

"But now here you are, standing in front of me again even after everything. You should hate me for all that I've done to you and somehow you're still here." She says, her eyes on me.

I take another step towards her, leaving no more room to move our bodies forward. We were so close I could feel the heat coming off of her.

"It's because I'm still in love with you, y/n. Even after these past two years, I'm still so deeply in love with you and I don't think that will ever go away. Scratch that, I know it won't." I say, my eyes trailing down to her lips.

It was taking everything in me to hold back from kissing her right now.

Y/n breathes out, the hot air brushing against my lips from how close we are.

"Jin..." y/n says, her eyes almost pleading, begging.

"Hm?" I ask, unable to keep my eyes off of her mouth.

"Please, just kiss me already."

I smile, snaking my arms around her waist and pulling her flush against me.

"I thought you'd never ask." I say as I waste no time in crashing my lips into hers.

Suddenly, the weight of the world was now off of my shoulders and the only thing that mattered was the feeling of y/n's lips on mine.

I didn't want this moment to ever end and if I had anything to do with it,

I'd make sure it never did.

Now that I had y/n back, I didn't plan to let her go again.

I love her, now and forever.