we don't talk together

12 - Our Summer

Y/n POV

Haven't I told you that I started to feel that we actually own this year's summer? No? Alright, I will tell you why.

It's been almost three months since the beautiful recovery in which we fill the voids and building back up the empty hallways that full of griefs and heartbreak. To my surprise, everything really goes well. We never had any arguments except when we had to decide whether we should order pizza or tteobokki. Lovebirds, that's what we are.

Maybe this happens because we are a sucker for redemption. An act of sweet revenge after being apart for more than 6 years and here we are, the better version of us, finally able to breathe the same air and caressing each other's soul again.

I wonder when will we ever get bored.

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Yoongi POV

I always used to stay the night at my studio for days, even my brothers still wonder how could I survive to be sleeping for days in my studio. Oh, anyway, yeah they know about us. I trust them enough to know about this and I know that they're happy for me. The negative side effects for that, I got them teasing me almost every fucking time I said that I won't be going to the dorm tonight.

"Where are you going, Hyung?" Jimin asked me with a teasy tone as I pack my stuff to my handbag.

"Home, of course. Why?" The boys start looking at each other, holding their laugh. "What? What?!" I dive into their playful hidden agenda.

"Ooh, Yoongi is growing up." Jin added. I just really can't stand my brothers, they're too funny and having fun teasing me and if I stay longer, they might catch me blushing. "Whatever. I'm going." As I walk to the doorway. Before I close the door, I said, "See you in two days and have a nice break!" I could hear Taehyung screams "FINALLY TWO DAYS OF YOONGI-HYUNG NOT SPENDING IT BY SLEEPING AND SLEEPING ONLY!" and I could hear the boys laughing loudly.

I smile. God, that dork.

I made my way downtown and arrive at my apartment. These days, going home always been my favorite moment. Going home after a long day of work and knowing that someone is waiting for you when you open the door is the best feeling ever. Especially when it's someone that you love the most. I am so lucky.

It was almost midnight, so I would assume that she might be sleeping already. And I was right. I find her small figure curled up inside the duvet. I can't wait to join her so I take a quick bath and get changed.

I slid off inside and put my arms around her. She moves and opens her eyes.

"You're home?" She said with her raspy voice and give a little smile.

"I am. Did you sleep early?" She only answers with a hum and turns to hug me, burying her face on my chest.

"You smell nice, did you just take showers?" She said looking up at me with her eyes half-closed. "I just did, why?" I told her while trying to get rid some of the hair on her face. "I like it." She smiles, and so her eyes. I can't help but giving a peck on her forehead, and we giggling together as I hug her even tighter.

"We're in love, aren't we?" She said. "We surely are."

I know that every night I would kiss her, hold her, and hug her to remind me that this is real. God, you should see the way she holds me when the lights go low. Hand in hand, playing fingers and thumbs. I always find my hand on her hair and her hand's on my chest. The way she shakes my soul like a pothole, every time.

The way she giggles reminds me of the tin wind chimes used for doorbells. Her smell reminds me of fields and trees filling my lungs caressing it like a spring breeze even though it was summer. I hope that we will stay the same for years ahead. The thoughts of growing old together with her crept into my head and it made me smile, even it's only crossing my mind.