LOST

Epilogue

TRIGGER WARNINGS: Violence/mention of kidnapping/foul language 
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Two weeks had passed since Ji-Yeon had been taken from her home in Serenity. Two weeks since her world had been turned upside down. In that short time, she had met so many people, like Luna and Yuki. Two polar opposites who lived together and fought side by side. Luna was more of a peppy and carefree person, while Yuki was more methodical in what she would do. It was always interesting watching those two work together. Then there was Alex, Luna's older brother. Though she hadn't known him long, Ji-Yeon knew Alex would have been a close friend. He was kind and caring, much like his little sister. He would always be remembered as a hero for risking his life for Luna. Then there was Wonho. Her mind was always so full of him, she didn't know where to start. What she did know, was in that short time he had become her everything.

In that short time, Ji-Yeon had finally found somewhere where she felt like she belonged. If only the people of Serenity could see her now. After being teased and ridiculed for believing people could be living beyond the wall of their precious city, Ji-Yeon had finally proven them wrong. Even though she knew not many people would know about it. Truth be told, she didn't care too much what they would think now. Right now the only thing that mattered to her was Wonho and the others.

As she lay in the comfort of the cot Wonho had made up for her, she couldn't help but think back to that night when she had seen Ren for the first time in days. She had known the moment she saw him that he had become different than before, no thanks to her loving Father. And no matter how mad she was at them, she was thankful they had taken their time trying to 'rescue' her. If they had come the day after she was taken, she would have probably ended up living with a void in her life.

As the sun peeked through a small crack in the window, Ji-Yeon let out a soft breath, its warm rays gently caressed her cheeks making her face feel warm. For once she felt relaxed. When her mind traveled back to reality, she found herself gazing up at the ceiling. She had hoped Wonho would be lying next to her, but as she turned her head slightly, she found an empty spot beside her. She let out another breath before she rose from her bed.

Hearing the soft pounds from a mallet hitting metal, Ji-Yeon knew Wonho was working on something. For the last little while, Wonho had been quietly working on something without saying anything to her. Though she knew what he had been working on, she left him alone. Wonho didn't like distractions. And no matter how much Ji-Yeon just wanted to hear his voice, she left him alone.

There was a side of him she knew that still held onto the regrets from that night. She had heard him in his in sleep whispering about that night. She would be lying to herself if she said she didn't feel the same. No matter how much she knew how much he blamed himself for everything, Ji-Yeon tried her best to comfort him.

As the beats of the mallet filled the room, Ji-Yeon thought it would be best to check on him. Stepping out of the room, she made her way to find him. Sure enough, as Ji-Yeon turned the corner from where the small kitchen met the rest of the shop, where he was. Ji-Yeon leaned against the corner as she watched him work. He still refused to wear anything really protective besides his leather apron and silver gloves. And honestly, she was kind of happy he didn't. She wasn't sure why, but seeing him work like that was tantalizing. She stood for a few minutes watching as he worked. Her mind wandered back to when she had first seen him work. He looked more concentrated now than he had back then. In fact, Wonho's eyes barely left the piece he was working on.

She knew what this piece meant to him. It meant a lot to Luna as well. In fact, Luna was the one who had sketched out the plans and arranged the entire afternoon. As Ji-Yeon's mind wandered to what Luna was doing, she let out a soft breath.