Wherever You Are

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Y/n's POV:

It all happened so fast, and now a week had already passed ever since she became my girlfriend. However, whenever we went out, we couldn't show that we're together simply because even when I really want to tell the world that she's mine, I can't give her the stress of being the topic of the whole industry just by dating a fan like me. And to add up to that, my men still haven't found Sana's mom.

"Y/n?" Sana called my name and I was pulled out of my trance. "Are you okay?" she asked, then I shook my head and said, "Y-Yes! Of course!" She looked at me as if I was suspicious, which I know I am. "Are you sure?" she asked then she took my hand and held it. "Well, I was just thinking about how much I want to tell the world that you are mine now," I said, but then a smile broke from my lips. "But now that you hold my hand, I'm more than okay."

It's quite a challenge for me to keep our relationship a secret, but that is what's needed to keep her out of the media's stressing crap. What's important is that Sana and I are together and I know that nothing can stop us. Whatever happens, I will never let her slip away from my arms like before. 7 years are enough, but if ever I should wait for more years, then I'd wait. As long as it's for none other than my beloved.

Sana cupped my cheeks, then she said, "Don't worry. Soon, we'll be able to shout out to the world that you and I are together, and we'll always be," then she smiled which gave me comfort. She's the ice cream and I am child. She gives me this shot of happiness whenever I am sad and I just can't deny that. But then she kissed my lips for a second, and it seemed like my heart just popped out of my chest.

"I'm pretty sure you're okay now," she said before adorably giggling. I decided to be playful and pout, before saying, "I'm not okay yet!" in a childlike manner while pointing at my lips. "No! One is enough!" she said, then I looked at her like a puppy begging for attention, so she rolled her eyes and said, "Fine! Just one more and then we'll go downstairs to have breakfast. Okay?" then I nodded before she held my cheeks again and gave me another kiss.

But knowing myself, I spiced things up a little bit and lightly bit her lower lip and sucked it for a second. She moaned softly, then I let go of her lip before chuckling. She was blushing like crazy after that, so I said, "You want more, don't you?" with a sly smirk on my lips. She hesitantly disagreed before taking my hand and dragging me out of the room. I could see her still blushing as we walk down the stairs.

"Oh! You two are awake!" Mom said when she saw us going down. "Good morning, Mom!" Sana and I said at the exact same time when we finally reached the ground floor, making us look at each other, and that time she blushed even harder. "Sana? Did you put blushes on your cheeks? I think it's a little bit... overdone," Mom said, then Sana let go of my hand and covered her cheeks. "No, Mom! I didn't put blushes!" said Sana, making Mom look at me.

I smiled and Mom smiled back at me. "My son made that?" Mom asked, then I proudly answered, "Yes, I did," with a wide smile. Sana looked at me and pinched my belly making me grunt and take a step back before laughing and holding the part that she pinched. "Yes, it's his fault," Sana said, but then Mom said, "You know you like it," and that was a checkmate by Mom. "C-Can we have breakfast now?" Sana asked, trying to break free from the topic.

We had our breakfast and went walking around the compound of the mansion right after. It was a fine day. Nothing to worry about. Until one of my men approached and excused me from Sana. Sana worriedly looked at me, so I gave her a kiss to her forehead as to say that she doesn't have to worry. "Sana, I'll be back," I said, then I walked with him until we were far enough from Sana. "Any news?" I asked, then he nodded up and down. I knew that they would find her.

"Report," I said, then I read his name tag which says that his name is "Tatsuko", then he pulled out his phone and showed me a picture of an old woman sitting on a piece of cloth that's just enough for her to sit on. She was on a sidewalk, resting her back on the wall of a structure. Her palms held out begging for alms from passersby. I shook my head slowly at the sight. How does she deserve that kind of life? I know that she hadn't been a good mother to Sana, but... no one deserves such a life.