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Seventeen

5 January 2017

Victoria was sitting on Yoongi's lap in the front when the door opened. The two were reading together. Well, she was reading. Yoongi was just placing soft kisses on her shoulder and neck, nuzzling his face there and breathing in her scent periodically. She always smelled like various essential oils and he loved it. He wished his scent was more than cigarette smoke, but she had mentioned that she liked it.

Technically, the shop was closed, so they didn't expect any visitors. The boy that appeared in the door frame was not just any customer, though. He was rolled up in a big fluffy coat that covered up his muscles, but not his height. A few snowflakes escaped inside with him before he shut the door. They landed on the carpet and melted immediately, leaving a few wet spots on the fabric.

"Well, shit," Jungkook said with a smirk, beginning to take off his scarf and parka. "You squishy bastard—you really did it."

Yoongi only gave the kid a smirk of his own while Victoria set the book down on the front desk. "Hey, Kook. What brings you here?" She moved to stand, but her boyfriend tightened his grip around her waist, pulling her further into his lap.

"I just had to see it for myself." The young man approached the couple after discarding his jacket on the floor. "When Yoongi-hyung told me that he moved in with you, I didn't believe it."

Victoria cocked her head to the side and watched him carefully as he placed both elbows on the counter. "Why?"

"Have you met him?" he asked cheekily with a small chuckle.

She laughed a bit and turned her head to look at Yoongi fondly. "I guess he's a little rough around the edges, but he's really just a big softie."

"Only for you," he murmured and pressed a chaste kiss to her lips.

"Hey!" Jungkook jumped back in disgust, beginning to rub his arms as if he were washing himself of the affectionate display. "Can you guys not do that? It's gross."

Yoongi rolled his eyes, amusement dancing in his irises. "Grow up, Jungkook. Like you and that Iseul girl don't kiss."

"We don't!" he protested hotly, cheeks burning. "And anyway, this is about you guys." Jungkook shook off his earlier embarrassment, suddenly driven by a new thought. "I don't think I've ever seen Yoongi-hyung in love before, that's all. Let me get used to it."

The elder pursed his lips into a small pout, face burning furiously. Victoria was also flustered by the younger's comment. Though, she couldn't deny that Yoongi was clearly head over heels for her and vice versa. It really showed a few nights prior when he took her to an open field to stargaze. He had encased her in his arms and stroked her hair lovingly, all the while whispering to her about their life together.

He had everything planned out, but it sounded more like an optimistic fantasy world where Yoongi's life wasn't constantly in danger. It began with them getting married, traveling the world, and having kids. He ended the extravagant story with, "When our kids leave home, we'll open up a bed and breakfast on Jeju. All the locals will know us as the beautiful old woman and her unhealthy fat bastard husband who lives and dies by pastry."

That had made her laugh so hard that she cried, and the two shared that perfect moment the best way they knew how.

Together.

Just then, Holly came scampering out of the back room and jumped excitedly at Jungkook's feet. He bent down to scratch the puppy, giving it a wide bunny smile. "Hi, Holly! You missed me, huh? I missed you, too!"

Victoria and Yoongi watched them contently. Her hands covered his own and he began to play with her fingers while she laid her head back toward his shoulder, turning her head so her nose was touching his cheek. She left a gentle kiss there, smiling when he kissed her shoulder shyly before resting his face in her neck again.

She wished that these times could last forever and so did he, but things were changing quickly behind the scenes. Operations were being set in place and strings were being pulled without their knowledge.

If Victoria thought Yoongi was in danger before, it would have been wise to add herself to that equation.