Yoongi accompanies Namjoon to the office. The silver haired roams briefly the new space with his eyes, but sooner than he would like Yoongi hands him the briefcase and leads him outside."Thanks."
"Don't worry about your new phone, when the mission's over we'll give it back to you. Anyway, I don't think you'll want it anymore when you wake up."
Namjoon blinks. "But I'm awake now."
"That's what you think, huh?"
Namjoon clears his throat. "Anyway, where's Seokjin? Wasn't he supposed to do this?"
Yoongi heads to the storage room, Namjoon following right behind.
"Yep, but he's not feeling quite well. Headache."
Yoongi waits outside, giving him space and privacy to look around his old clothes, books, photos, and the old phone.
Namjoon has no doubt now, he did love these boys.
But what if I can't never love them again?
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Taehyung knocks on Seokjin's door, but his boyfriend doesn't answer. He waits a few more moments, but he doesn't come out.
Taehyung presses his ear against the cold wood, but the other side remains silent.
He cracks the door open. The bed's empty. I thought Yoongi said he was in his room.
He raises his arm to close the door when quiet sobs catch his attention. He pokes his head and spots Seokjin seated on the floor next to the bed, hugging his knees to the chest while he keeps his head low.
He approaches him gently and kneels beside him.
"Seokjinnie, it's me, Taehyungie."
Seokjin stays still.
He doesn't even pretend he's fine. . .
"Can I stay with you?"
Seokjin sniffs and Taehyung takes it as a yes.
He wraps an arm around Seokjin's waist and leans his cheek on his head, patting his back comfortingly. They remain quiet for a while, until Seokjin finally raises his head and dares to look at him.
"Your heart aches, right?"
Seokjin puts a hand on his chest, rubbing it shoothingly. "It's hard to breathe."
Taehyung wipes his face with his fingertips and Seokjin closes his eyes, but more tears stream down under his long eyelashes.
"It will be okay, I promise. Namjoonie will remember us."
Seokjin struggles to take a breath. "What if he never loves me again?"
"He never stopped loving you, Seokjinnie. He still does, but he can't remember because of what the bad guys did."
Seokjin voice breaks. "What if he never remembers? What if it can't be undone?"
Taehyung cups his rosy cheeks. "If they could take his memories away, we can bring them back. Ah, wait, I don't think they've taken them away."
"No?"
Taehyung shakes his head. "How could they? They only put his memories to sleep. Like Tiger and me."
Seokjin tilts his head.
"I don't remember what Tiger does and he doesn't remember what I do. When one is awake, the other sleeps. We just have to wake up his memories."
"I tried," Seokjin sniffs, "but it didn't work. Besides he - he likes Jungkook."
"Who doesn't like Jungkook?"
Seokjin blinks, rubbing his nose with the end of the sleeve.
"He's a nice boy."
"I thought he was nasty."
"Both."
Seokjin giggles, but his smile soon fades away.
"What is it?"
"I tried to kiss him, but he moved away." Seokjin cries and covers his face with his hands. Taehyung embraces him, leaning his head on his shoulder. "But he kissed Jungkook. He wanted to kiss him, but he didn't want to kiss me because - because he doesn't like me anymore."
Seokjin pulls away, just enough to make eye contact with his boyfriends. "He - he doesn't like me because I'm ugly. Am I really ugly?"
Taehyung eyes widen and he needs a moment to collect his thoughts. "Kim Seokjin, you are the most beautiful person I've ever seen. If you're ugly, then the rest of us are just trolls. Nasty nasty trolls."
Seokjin chuckles, his cries mixing with his sweet voice. Finally, his eyes recover the light they lost.
"Do you mean it?"
"Each and every word."
Seokjin leans his head on his shoulder and wraps both arms around him tightly. "Stay with me a little longer."
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"Wow. No way. He said what?! Ugly?! Our Kim Seokjin?! Ugly?! Wow, the Namjoon situation did hurt him. It's the first time since I met him that he called himself ugly. And if he had to be ugly, he wouldn't just be ugly, he would be, like, super glowing ugly. The ugliest of the ugly."
"What on earth is that supposed to mean?"
"Hobi means that if Seokjinnie was ugly, he would still be prettier than us." Taehyung explains, playing with the chair at the desk.
Jungkook raises an eyebrow. "So. . . was that a compliment?"
"Yeah! Why? Wait, wait, wait, didn't I make myself clear? I meant -"
"Yes, I got you." Jungkook cuts him, before Hoseok can share another one of his brilliant ideas.
Why am I so surprised? It's Unicorn we're talking about, he's the only one that would call Seokjin super glowing ugly.
Taehyung snaps his fingers in front of Jungkook's face.
"Huh?"
He takes him out of his thoughts and Jungkook realises he has been laughing by himself.
"Oh, it's nothing. Hobi's way of thinking makes me laugh."
Hoseok pinches Jungkook's cheek, just like a grandmother pinches her grandson's. "You're welcome, Jungkookie poogie."
"Unicorn." Jungkook rolls his eyes, a laugh escaping his lips.
LILI'S NOTES
i can't believe i just wrote chapter 100 of this story.
i wasn't sure were this story would take me when i started writing it. to be honest, i wasn't even sure i would finish it. it's been a long way, but i'm so in love with these characters 🥹
we'll say goodbye to them soon, but for now let the story roll~~~thank you for being here and waiting for updates! i appreciate your support so much 🤍
i've more stories planned for the future. do you remember the taekook i told you? the one i wanted to write after Forever Yours? well, maybe it will be another one lol
time will tell~
xoxo,
lili

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