Dancing With The Devil

broken together.

28 days later

I'd be lying if I said the past month hadn't been the best month of my life. Luke had exceeded my expectations. He had taken me to the top-rated restaurants of the city, shopping, tourist attractions, rides in the firetrucks, picnics, double dates with Ethan and Kelly, movie nights, dancing, river cruises, and even dinner at the top of Willis Tower. Not once did he make a move to kiss me and not once had I felt uncomfortable around him. I learned more about him than I ever knew of anyone else and he knew everything about me... not the life of Emrie Fey... the life of Madelaine Grey, the new life I had built for myself. I was happy.

The number of nights I spent thinking about the boys back home slowly lessened to the point that I didn't even think of them anymore. That is... until I passed something that made memories come rushing back. When I had a nice outfit on, I thought of Tae. When Luke and I went out for milkshakes, I thought of Jimin. When Luke talked about the fires and explosions he ran into, I thought of Yoongi. Whenever I talked to Gabby and Kelly about their ambulance stories, I thought of Jin. When working with the police department, I thought about how much easier it would be to solve certain crimes if Hobi were here to hack into everything.

I missed Jungkook the most. It took every ounce of me not to call him and tell him all about the amazing things I've experienced. I wanted to tell him sorry. I wanted to tie up our loose ends. I wanted him to know I was okay. And selfishly, I wanted him to be happy for me.

He was probably happier without me.

Jungkook's POV

Rachel and I had been getting along somewhat better in the past few days. Although we bickered every couple of hours, she wasn't a hormonal and psychotic maniac as she used to be. She had begun feeling sick more often and Jin hyung had said it was morning sickness. I began taking care of her more in a loving way than what I was used to doing. After I accepted the fact that Emrie was never coming back, I made the opportunity I was given, the best I could. I wasn't happy whatsoever but at least the whole pregnancy situation kept me distracted. Maybe it's a blessing in disguise. The universe sends us exactly what we are ready for at the exact time we need it in our lives.

I wanted to ask Rachel to be my girlfriend officially because our relationship right now was so unclear and we were both confused by it. Dating her could be my closure.

"Rach, what do you say you and me go out for dinner tonight? I think we need to get out of the house for a little"

"I'd like that very much," she said, throwing her arms over my shoulders. I wrapped my arms around her waist.

"Let's try that new restaurant that just opened up"

"The fancy one?"

"Yeah, dress nice"

As for the boys, none of us really went on missions much anymore. After we somewhat avenged the death of our families, we stopped going on missions. Namjoon hyung often went to meet with his father about new business opportunities and discussed ways to expand the Kim mafia without violence. Jin hyung had found a doctor at the hospital who he had taken a liking to named Irene. He hasn't introduced us yet but his eyes sparkled every time he talked about her.

Jimin and Taehyung had both moved on from their depressive states over Emrie. The first few days were the hardest for all of us. The silence in the house was unbearably loud.

Jimin and Hobi hyung have begun dancing more and they've both gotten really good at it. They would leave for the local dance studio early in the morning and be gone all day. There were days that I didn't see either of them at all. As for Taehyung, he left the house a lot with his camera to take scenic pictures around the park. He spent most of his days locked in his room, editing them and only coming downstairs for snack breaks.