Falling For The Park Brothers' Sister ⚊ Nishimura Riki

Chapter Forty Four

After I got back home, my mind was still spinning from the day I had spent with Ni-ki. Every moment felt like it was etched in my mind—the way he smiled, how easily he talked about his life, and the way he made me feel like I could just be myself around him.

It wasn’t anything I had planned for, but somehow, being with him had become something I looked forward to, something I cherished.

I walked into my bedroom, feeling lighter than I had in a while. Dropping my bag by the door, I quickly changed into my pajamas, ready to wind down.

The room was dimly lit, and I spent a few moments fluffing up my pillows, tidying the blanket, and just getting everything ready for bed. But I wasn’t quite tired yet, and my mind was still replaying every little detail of the day with Ni-ki.

As I sat on the edge of the bed, there was a soft knock on my door. It creaked open slightly, and Jimin poked his head in, smiling as he saw me.

“Hey, Jiyoo,” he said, stepping inside. “You seem... really happy. What’s up?”

I couldn’t help the smile that spread across my face as I thought about the question. “Well... I just had a really good day, I guess.”

Jimin raised an eyebrow and walked over to sit on the edge of the bed beside me, clearly intrigued. “Tell me all about it.”

I hesitated for a moment but then started sharing everything with him, from how Ni-ki had taken me to this beautiful café by the lake, to the little conversations we had, the laughter, and the warmth that filled every moment.

Jimin listened intently, his expression soft and encouraging, and the more I spoke, the more I realized how much this day meant to me.

“And then... we just sat there, talking about everything,” I said, my voice trailing off as I recounted the day. “It was simple, but it was... perfect.”

Jimin smiled, his eyes twinkling as he watched me. “Sounds like you really enjoyed spending time with him.”

I nodded, feeling a small blush rise to my cheeks.

There was something comforting about telling Jimin all this. He had always been there for me, understanding and never judgmental, so it felt easy to open up to him.

After a moment of silence, Jimin leaned back slightly and looked at me with a knowing expression. “So... do you like Ni-ki now?”

The question made me freeze. I hadn’t really thought about it that directly, but as soon as he asked, all the feelings I’d been pushing aside came rushing to the surface.

My heart thumped a little faster, and I found myself pausing to reflect. Every interaction, every little moment with Ni-ki in the past few weeks replayed in my mind.

The way he made me laugh, the way he was always there, and how comfortable I felt around him... it all pointed to something more than just friendship.

I glanced up at Jimin, shyly nodding in response. “Yeah... I think I do.”

Jimin chuckled softly, his hand gently ruffling my hair. “There’s nothing wrong with that, Jiyoo. It’s a good thing. I’m happy you’re enjoying this phase of your life.”

I bit my lip, feeling a bit more at ease now that I had admitted it, but there was still a lingering uncertainty in the back of my mind. “Do you think... it’s okay for me to feel this way? I mean, is it a good thing or a bad thing?”

Jimin shook his head, his smile reassuring. “It’s neither good nor bad. It just is. You can’t control how you feel, and you shouldn’t try to. Liking someone—being close to someone—is a natural part of life. You’re allowed to feel it, to enjoy it.”