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36 - worth my while

Yoongi's POV

1 YEAR, 1 MONTH SINCE THE KISS:

Life, right now, is good.

Really good.

I'm doing well; I haven't been as anxious, and I've made up with all my friends. I got my old job back, as a photographer with the local news. And most importantly, my mum has almost fully recovered; her hair is growing back, and she's finally a healthy weight. Her cheeks actually have colour in them, and her smile is as wide and bright as ever.

Since she got out of surgery, everything has just kind of skyrocketed into greatness. My studies, my career, and my social life. And now, mum and I can do all the things we've wanted to do for so long.

Take last Christmas for example; I was finally able to take mum to the carols, instead of her having to watch them on TV from an itchy white hospital bed, while I sat next to her in a shitty, uncomfortable chair.

Yeah.

Life, right now, is good.

That is, except for one thing. One thing is missing. The last piece to the perfect puzzle.

And that piece, was Jungkook.

After that day at the beach, he had distanced himself from me a lot. I'll admit, it hurt. But I hurt him more. So I was fair; I figured I'd let him take his time and decide what he wanted to do.

I waited.

First it was days, and even that seemed hard enough. But soon days turned into weeks, and before I new it, it had been almost a month. I was starting to worry. Had I scared him off? Did that kiss mean anything to him? Or was it his way of saying goodbye?

I had a lot of questions. But of course, Jungkook, as sweet and kind as he is, left me with some of the answers.

A letter.

I found it, about three and a half weeks after that morning at the beach. It was slipped under the door of the apartment while I was at work. It was inside an envelope, decorated with a little star shaped sticker to hold it closed.

I didn't even have to open it to know who it was from. Who else would actually take the time and effort to write to me?

Of course, I opened it right away. And inside, this is what it read:

My dear Yoongi.

First of all, I'm sorry.

Sorry that I've left you in the dark for the last few weeks, and sorry for only talking to you now (if this even counts as 'talking').

I've been trying to clear my head. I had a lot to consider. For a while, I didn't know what the right decision was. My heart, and my mind were in two completely different places. Like, different bloody countries. I had to just... Be without you, to sort myself out.

You probably heard from the others that I've been couch-hopping a lot. I hope you weren't worried about where I was; the others took great care of me. They treat me like a spoilt child, and although it's overbearing, I think it's what I needed. Especially with Tae. Pus, I owed him a huge apology.

But anyway...

While I was with them, I came to this crazy realisation of what I wanted to do. Seriously, it was insane at the time and it took me days to actually work up the courage to do it but...