ROSE (Sequel To Fallen To Rise)

One • Ruined

"Jin samchon! Jin samchon!" SJ called out to me. I walked over to the now five-year-old creature and picked him up. He looked handsome in the little suit Miniko and Yoongi picked out for him. Man, I still can't believe that the perfect couple is getting married. It's been around five or six years since I first met my best gal buddy. At least seven of eight years since I met the man who always held her hand. It's crazy how much time has passed.

"What's up, little man?" I asked, bouncing him in my arms. SJ, Seokjon Junior, giggled and clapped his hands as I bounced him. He's really grown up since Yoongi came home. He's really grown up since I held him, when I, myself, had gotten out of prison.

"I wanna see 'Ma!" He whined, tugging on my crisp white button down. I chuckled softly and bounced him a bit higher on my chest. He was still frowning so I patted his head and walked over to Miniko's room.

*Knock* *Knock*

"It's Seokjin and baby SJ. Yoongi isn't here," I called out. SJ and I pressed our ears to the door and listened in. There was a lot of whines, sniffles, sobs, yelling, and picture snapping. It was pretty funny being on the other side, or more in the other room. There, Yoongi, ready to go, was wearing headphones and listening to music while resting his head on the window and rapping softly.

Miniko peeked her head out of the door and smiled sweetly at me. Though, as soon as she did that, a hand reached out and pulled SJ and I inside quickly. SJ immediately went to hug him umma and whine about how he hasn't seen her in a day and how he won't be able to handle her being gone on their honeymoon. Miniko, even though she got scolded by her foster umma, picked up her baby and hugged him tightly. He sniffled and let out a few tears, but they eventually stopped. Now he was just resting his head on her bare shoulder, most likely asleep.

"I love my baby," Miniko whispered. She stroked his hair gently and kissed his forehead. She looked at him with loving eyes only an umma and/or appa could have. "Even in the circumstances we were all in, I'm glad Yoongi and I made love that night and accidentally made SJ. I'm not sure where I'd be now if he hadn't come out of my stomach and into my life."

Miniko wasn't really talking to anyone, just thinking out loud. She didn't notice me gawking at how pretty she looked in her perfect white dress, perfect makeup, perfect hair, perfect everything. I swear if Yoongi never dated Miniko I probably would've married her in an instant. She's so perfect, but she's not my miss right. As much as I adore and love her, I know that we would never work out. Or maybe we would've, I don't know.

"Seokjin, how is Yoongi doing? Is he okay? Is he nervous? God, I miss him." Miniko hugged SJ closer, her eyes anxious.

I rubbed her shoulder and gave her a reassuring smile. "Yoongi is doing good, he's okay, he probably is nervous, and he told me to tell you that he misses his sweetie bird. Oh, and that he loves you."

Miniko sighed in relief and gave me a side hug. "What would I do without you, Seokjin?" She asked, shaking her head with a pretty little smile. Man, even though I'm certain Miniko isn't my Miss Right, I want her to be. So. Badly. But, I have to man up and be happy that my best friend/huge crush is getting married to someone who she loves and deserves more than anything.

"I dunno, Miniko," I replied. She looked into my eyes with her beautiful dark brown ones and the room suddenly became very hot. Or maybe it's me. I don't know. My breath hitched in my throat, and I tugged a bit on my collar. My heartbeat increased and my hands began to gently tremble. "I love you, Miniko." Oh shit...did I just say that out loud?

She smiled her famously sweet smile, eyes crinkling, and a small giggle escaping her lips. "I love you too~ Why wouldn't I love my best boy buddy?" Miniko squeezed me into a quick hug. Oh my god, thank god she thinks I only love her as a best friend. Who knows what would happen if she realized that I am crazily in love with her? Hell would, that's what.