WITHOUT YOU ||Vmin ff

CHAPTER 16

I drove jimin home from the orphanage later that night. At first I wasn't sure whether i should pull the old yawn move and put my arm around his shoulder, but to be honest, I didn't know exactly how he was feeling about me. Granted, he'd given me the most wonderful gift I'd ever received, and even though I'd probably never open it and read it like he did, i knew it was like giving a piece of himself away.

"You know," I said casually, "it sure was nice today."

"Yes, it was," he said.

"And you sure looked nice, too"

"Thankyou."

"Can I ask you a question?" I finally said, in the hopes of bringing him back to me.

"Sure," he said.

I took a deep breath.
"After school, and, well .  .  . When you are free .  .  . I mean .  .  ." I paused and looked at him. "Would you mind coming over to my house for dinner?"

Even though his face was still turned toward the window, i could see the faint outlines of a smile as soon as I'd said it.

"Yes Taehyung, i would like that very much"
I sighed with relief, not believing I'd actually asked him and still wondering how all this had happened. I drove down streets where windows were decorated with Christmas lights. A couple of minutes later when I reached across the seat, i finally took hold of his hands, and to complete the perfect evening, he didn't pull it away.

When we pulled up in front of his house, the lights in the living room were still on and i could see mr park behind the curtains. I supposed he was waiting up because he wanted to hear how the evening went. Either that, or he wanted to make sure i didn't kiss his sonon the doorstep.

I was thinking about that what to do when we finally said goodbye, I mean when we got out of the car and started towards the door. Jimin was quite and content at the same time, and I think he was happy that I'd asked him to come over the next day. Since he'd been smart enough to figure out what I'd done for him, i figured that maybe he'd been smart enough to figure out the homecoming situation as well. In his mind, i think he realised that this was the first time I'd actually asked him to join me of my own volition.

Just as we got to his steps, I saw his  father peak out from behind the curtains and pull his face back. With some parents, like Jennie's, for instance,that meant they knew you were home and you had about another minute or so before they'd opened the door. Usually that gave you both time to sort of bat your eyes at each other while each of you worked up the nerve to actually kiss.

Now i didn't know if jimin would kisse; in fact, i actually doubted that he would. But with him looking so pretty, with his beautiful hair and all, and everything that has happened today, i didn't want to miss the opportunity if it came up. I could feel the little butterflies already starting to form in my stomach when Mr park open the door.

"I heard you pull up," he said quietly. His skin was that sallow colour, as usual, but he looked tired.

"Hello, me park," I said dejectedly.
"I'll give you a bit to say good night. I'll leave the door open for you."
He turned around and went back into the living room. From where he sat down, I knew he could still us. He pretended to be reading, though i couldn't see what was in his hands.

"I had a wonderful time today, Taehyung," jimin said.

"So did I," i answered, feeling his father eyes on me. I wondered if he knew I'd been holding his hand during the car ride home.

"What time should I come over tomorrow?" He asked.

Mr. Park eyebrow raised just a little.
"I'll come over to get you. Is five o'clock okay?"
He looked over his shoulder. " Dad, would you mind if I visited with Taehyung and his parents tomorrow?"

Mr.park bought his hands to his eyes and starting rubbing them. He sighed.

" If it's important to you, you can," he said.

Not the most stirring vote of confidence I'd ever heard, but it was good enough for me.
"What should I bring?" He asked."

" You don't need to bring anything," i answered. " I"ll pick you up at a quarter to five."

We stood there for a moment without saying anything else, and i could tell Mr. Park growing a little impatient. He had not turned a page of the book since we'd been standing there.

"I'll see you tomorrow," he said finally.
"Okay," i said.

He glanced down at his feet for a moment, then back up at me. "Thankyou for driving me home," he said.

With that, he turned around and walked inside. I could barely see the slight smile playing gently across his lips as he peeked around the door, just as it was about to close.

"Park jimin is the most beautiful thing that happen to me." I thought and left his place.