Just A Few Numbers Away

Chapter 128

The Last Door

Trigger Warning 🔞:

This chapter contains themes of consensual sexual intimacy.

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​The Pyebaek suite had been a sanctuary, but as the sliding doors pulled back, the soft, rhythmic hum of the hotel returned.

The heavy, ornate Hwarot felt like a second skin, but beneath the layers of silk and embroidery, Aen felt lighter than she had in years.

The "Secret Min" era wasn't just ending; it was dissolving into something permanent.

​As they stepped into the hallway, they found the "Uncle Squad" still lingering nearby, keeping watch like a chaotic, protective honor guard.

​Jimin was still holding Carly, his posture slightly stiff from keeping her steady, while Jungkook and Taehyung hovered like anxious sentries.

When they saw Yoongi and Aen emerge-looking like royalty from another century-the bickering instantly ceased.

​Aen's cousin, Lana, stepped forward from the small group of family members.

She held her arms out with a gentle, knowing smile.

​"I've got her," Lana whispered, her voice barely a breath.

"She hasn't stirred once. She's going to sleep through the whole transition."

​Jimin hesitated for a heartbeat, his arms lingering around the toddler as if he were reluctant to let go.

He looked at Yoongi, a silent question passing between them.

Yoongi nodded, his expression softening. With a final, lingering pat to Carly's back, Jimin carefully transferred her to Lana.

​"She's a champion sleeper," Jimin murmured, watching Lana as she adjust the blanket around Carly that had been given to her by Aen's sister.

"Just like her Dadhie."

​The other members crowded around for a moment, their usual bravado replaced by something softer.

Taehyung leaned in, brushing a stray hair away from Carly's sleeping face with a look of pure, unadulterated adoration.

"Look at her," he whispered, a soft chuckle escaping him.

"She's not even bothered by the world. She really is a Min, isn't she?"

​Jungkook nodded in agreement, his gaze lingering on the toddler with a protective, quiet pride.

"She held her own today, though," he added, flashing a quick, proud grin at Yoongi.

"She was the star of the ceremony, even while napping through half of it."

​Hoseok stood a little to the side, his hands clasped together, his face glowing with a genuine, heartfelt smile that seemed to capture the joy of the entire day.

"She really is a little angel," he whispered, then looked up at Yoongi and Aen, his eyes sparkling with unshed tears.

"You guys did so well today. Seeing you all standing there... everything was just... perfect. You've built something beautiful."

​"Go on, Hyung," Namjoon said, stepping forward to clap a firm, grounding hand on Yoongi's shoulder.

"The guests are cleared out. Sejin-hyung has helped handled the logistics. The rest of the night belongs to you two."