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f o u r t y - f i v e

She chuckled. "I never knew, Min Yoongi-ssi."

"How? It was so obvious that I did have a little crush on you that time. I hid it at first because I thought it looked bad liking a girl 4 years younger than me. It didn't seem bad after all. Well, at least for me."

She chuckled one more time. Cold wind came passing through them, causing her hair to slightly fly on the air. She sighed.

"You look so beautiful today, Mrs. Min."

"You're not so bad yourself, Mr. Min."

He smiled. "Cliché but cute." He ruffled her hair.

"You know, we never had a proper date until now." She said.

"Yeah. That's why I wanted to plan this. It went well I guess" He shrugged. She smiled and looked at him. "You know what? It did."

"And I thought this was the last item in your bucket list. Is it?"

She hummed in response. "No no. Definitely not." She chuckled.

He stared at her. Her eyes were sparkling, as if glistening stars were on it. Her slightly flushed cheeks, her beautiful smile planted on her soft, plump lips, the way her hair was in a loose messy bun with some strands of it strangled down. They were all pretty, they were all . . . mesmerising.

He stood up and went to her, reaching out his hand.

She gladly took it and stood up, almost losing her balance. "Woah, are you okay? Be careful there." He said as he pulled his other hand for her to hold. She chuckled. "I'm better than okay."

"I don't think so," He said. "Don't you wanna go back to bed?"

She shook her head almost immediately, thinking that this moment is more worth cherished than wasted. "I'm good."

"Okay then. Sit on the wheelchair. I'm going to take you to somewhere breathtaking."

She obeyed as she did so and he dragged the wheelchair to where the view of the city was. She gasped at the sight of it. "...Woah, Yoongi-ah. You really meant it. It's beautiful."

City lights below were glowing along the dark atmosphere of the cold night. Cars were passing by, and buildings' windows had their lights opened. The quarter moon was up above, shining a small amount yet beautiful light.

She knew this was one thing she couldn't experience no more, when this night passes, we are not sure of the future, if she would get to open her eyes once more, if she would get to wake up, speak, and see any view like this once more.

She clutched onto the handle of the wheelchair she's on, holding back her tears.

"Did you like it?"

She nodded. "Yoongi-ah . . ." She called, her voice shaking and cracking.

He immediately went in front of her and bent down to her height, hugging the girl. She hugged her back. "Are you scared?"