Historical myth 2 (BTS Fanfiction)

Chapter Thirteen

~Y/N POV~

I woke up gasping for air, holding my throat and sitting up right in what feels like a bed.

My eyes searching around the room, but I'm alone. How did I get here?

I mean I know where I am. I'm in the room I've been sleeping in at Jongins house but how did I get here?

I gasp again.

Where are the boys? Are they okay?

I swing my legs to the side of the bed but stop when I heard whispering on the other side of the door, it sounded like the boys. I stood up to walk to the door and pull them all into my arms if possible and smother them in kisses and hugs forever but the door opens just a little and Mel pops her head through before sighing with a smile and coming in to close the door behind her.

"Hello, dear." Mel

I smile back her and stand in place.

"Hi."

She then gestured for me to sit back on the bed and I did, not taking my eyes off her. She didn't seem upset in the least so my mates had to okay, right?

"Are they okay?"

She looked wide eyed at me to then take a seat next to me.

"Oh do you mean....." Mel

I cut her off when my next words.

"My mates, yes."

She broke out to a smile, her skin wrinkling around the edges of her lips.

"Yes, they're perfectly fine. Driving me up the wall if you ask me with their constant questions but it's understandable." Mel

I sighed in relief. They're okay thank goodness.

"That's great! But what happened?"

She takes my hand in hers on the bed.

"The boys said they had a flood of memories come back to them, did that happen to you by any chance?" Mel

I nod shyly and I could feel the heat spread to my cheeks, I don't know why but just thinking of them makes me like a love sick teenager even though I am a teenager and right now I so desperately wanted to see them.

"I do. I remember all our time together in all of our lives, how I feel about them and even our family that we created and..."

I gasp as something comes to mind.

"Oh my gosh I finally remember Jongin! He was one smart kid, just like his father."

She nodded.

"Yes, he is he gets that from Namjoon." Mel

I nodded in agreement. That was very true, Namjoon use to spend time teaching all the children many things that they were would need in life. I remember insisting on their own teacher but he was so stubborn and didn't trust any one with the children so he became their teacher as well as their father.

"I remember that too. I called him JoJo."

"He said you did. He use to tell me many stories. I think one he always spoke about was seeing his grandfather Namjoon literally set the oven on fire after trying to make cookies for the children since no one was around but you took the fall for it when grandfather Jin almost attacked him for it but of course Grandfather Jin knew it wasn't you but let it slide. Jongin said that was the moment he couldn't wait to meet his mate because of the way he noticed for the first time how his grandfathers looked at you, with love." Mel