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Hedinae had finished making tea and handed three cups to us "Gamsahabnida" the two thanked her, and she sat down "Okay, so whats on your boy's mind?"

The two shared looks than focus back on her "Well we like to offer you something" Hoseok began as she waited for him to continue. He sighed "We would like Jimin to live with us" both of our eyes went wide.

"Wae?" She asked suspiciously, seeing as she had just met the two and already they're asking such a big thing.

"Because it's easier to protect him, be closer to him. Plus I'm sure you've been urning to explore some parts of the globe" even though Hedinae was hesitant Hoseok was right about that last part. Since Eomma found out I was deaf she couldn't go anywhere, nor do what she always wanted to do; which was to explore the world. "We've known Jimin for quite awhile now. Enough for him to know we are not some perverts or a couple of strangers"

She sighed and looked over to me "How do you feel?"

"I want you to do what you've always wanted to do. Be a hairstylist, go explore Egypt—Paris!. I want you to be yourself and have fun" She smiled at me and hugged me tightly "So is that a yes?" She turned to face the olders and smiled "Ne" my heart raced as I read that one word.

The two rushed over and hugged me than embraced Hedinae, thanking her and promising that she wouldn't regret this decision.

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I was packing my suitcase—two of them actually, one duffel bag. I stuffed my clothes in one and essentials in the duffle bag. I grimace over at the time seeing it's 11:29 PM. I sighed knowing this is my last night sleeping here, I made sure to lay a pair of pajamas. I then tuck myself in but for some reason I couldn't sleep. My mind was too preoccupied.

I found myself pushing the duvet off of me and exiting my room and over to Eomma's. I quietly opened the door, seeing Eomma sleeping soundlessly. Slowly, I walk up to her sleeping figure and crawled into bed.

She opened her eyes, seeing my figure "Can't sleep?" I shook my head "I just want to spend my last night with you" she smiled warmly and pulled my body to hers. She tangled her delicate soft fingers through my pink locks, and I sigh in content. We stayed like that for awhile, thoughts roamed my mind as I realized something.

I'm really gonna miss this..

I'll miss her touch; the way she'd hug me tight, comfort me whenever I needed someone to talk to. The way she'd run her fingers through my hair sending deep sensations into utter relaxation. The smile that would instantly put me to ease whenever I feel bad. The crescents within her eyes that'd twinkle in the sunlight. All these things I would miss..

I love her so much. She's my everything she accepts me for who I am. One of the most understanding and accepting people you'd meet and knowing I'd have to leave her sends a pit of guilt in my stomach—unease. Suddenly, Eomma buried her face in my nape sighing in relief. My eyes shifting towards her. I stared in awe, a tear slipping from my grasp as I caressed her cheek.

I'm really gonna miss you..

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Jimin was walking outside, storing his luggage into Hoseok's truck. Hedinae watching from the distance - standing on the front porch, with a handkerchief in hand. In any mothers mind she would be sad—devastated of the fact that her only child was leaving the house but in Jimin's mind it was an opportunity for his mother to go out and explore the world like she always wanted to do.