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Chapter 4

  Now:
  Jimin's POV:

  By the time we had gotten on the ferry, the sun had already started to set down. The trip would only be around three hours long, so we will reach our destination in no time.

  I stood alone outside, leaning against the railing. Due to the cold December evenings many chose to stay inside the ferry compartments making everything seem much more peaceful outside.

  I don't know how long I had been standing here. I wasn't thinking of anything. I didn't know if that was a scary or a good thing, but at this moment my mind was completely blank.

  Maybe it's because I had been overthinking everything and anything for the past week, so this feeling of emptiness was a nice escape from reality. Maybe everything will hit me once we land on shore. Maybe it won't.

  All I know is that it won't matter.

"I've been looking all over the place for you.", I rested my head on his chest as he stood behind me. His hands wrapping around my shoulders, pulling me closer to his body.

"I've been here."

"Not getting cold feet, are you?", his voice was always neutral, making it impossible to know what he was feeling unless you were looking at him. Although I didn't need to see his face to know that he was scared.

"Of course not. I wouldn't be here if I didn't want to be.", I smiled as he kissed me on the cheek, almost touching the side of my mouth, and I knew that he was smiling too.

  The thing about us it that whenever we were around each other, we always enjoyed the silence. Even when we first started hanging around with each other, we would always find moments of peaceful silence lingering in the air. Only each other's presence reminding us that we weren't alone.

  At first, I thought it was a bad thing. How are going to build a friendship if both of us didn't speak? I learned as time passed that Taehyung was the type to communicate through actions.

  He would remember small details that I had said through passing, such as what foods I liked and some random movie I was excited to watch. He would then come pick me up after class with movie tickets or drive me to some restaurant that served the food that I enjoyed.

  It was the moments like those that made me fall for him. The moments where he was always capable of surprising me no matter the occasion.

"Your birthday is coming up."

"Mhm."

"Do you want us to stay longer at your cousin's so we can celebrate it all together? You said that you guys haven't seen each other in a while, plus it's around Christmas."

  I had grown up in a catholic household, where we would go to church often while my brother and I were still kids, however as we grew older and our parents started getting busier, those habitudes started disappearing.

  Taehyung had mentioned once that he didn't have a religion, and I wasn't overly religious myself, but Christmas was still a time that brought people together, and it would be nice to celebrate it. Even if it's just the two of us from now on.

"No, I don't think so. That would be a too long stay. I was only thinking of staying over just for a couple of days.", the other good thing about us is that we never pushed.

  If one said that they didn't like or want something, we learned to respect it even if we weren't completely okay with it.

"Just us it is, then."

"Just us.", he brought me closer to his body, leaving a kiss on my head, as if silently promising that no matter what, it will always be just us together.

***

  Three hours later and we arrived to our destination. It was pitch black at the ferry station in Haenam.

  Taehyung and I walked around, bags in one hand, looking for his cousin who was coming to pick us up and then drive us to Gwangju, where he lived.

  Since it was dark and everyone was minding their business, we walked hand in hand until Taehyung spotted his friend.

  I was both excited and nervous to meet him. I had never met any of the people Taehyung frequented back in Seoul and he had never met any of my friends. Thus, making it seem as if I was meeting his parents for the first time and I had to leave a good first impression.

"Taehyung-ah!", a voice shouted from not too far away. That had to be his cousin. It was too dark to look around and try to distinguish which of the many faces called us over, so I just followed Taehyung's lead.

  Once we had stopped in front of a heart-shaped smiling guy, he put his bag on the floor, and engulfed him in a bug hug.

  It was quite the view, really. Never had I seen him this close with anyone. It was good to know that even a guy like him who always had his guard up and wasn't even close with his 'friends', always had someone he could rely on.

  They were both laughing, being into their own little world, making the moment look too intimate to look at.

"Look at you bastard! Did you grow taller?"

"Is that the way you are supposed to speak to your Hyung, punk?", although he was 'scolding' Taehyung, he still had that heart-shaped smile on his face that seemed to shine brighter than the lights on the street.

"I'll treat you with respect if I see that you have taken good care of my car. Move over.", indeed the car that his cousin had come to pick us up with took up all of Taehyung's attention. He was inspecting it as a small child did with the gifts they received on Christmas.

"You must be Park Jimin. It's a pleasure, I'm Jung Hoseok.", he extended his hand, and I gladly shook it while slightly bowing.

"The pleasure is mine. Thank you for coming to pick us up."

"You're too polite. Tell me what the hell are you doing with him?", he nodded his hand to Taehyung who now had now entered the car and was pretty much looking at everything.

"Is there a story I should know about this car?"

"That car is a '67 Chevy Impala and it used to belong to his dad. He left it over to Taehyung, but since he cares so much about it, he left me to take care of it. He didn't want anything to happen to it where he was living."

  I knew that Taehyung's parents have passed away a long time ago. He barely talked about them, but when he did, especially when it came to his mother, there was nothing but good memories that he sometimes dared sharing with me.

  He probably felt as if sharing them with anyone would make them less precious.

"He's probably not going to get out of that driver's seat anytime. Let me help you put the bags in the trunk.", and he was right, Taehyung drove us to Hoseok's place with the radio blasting old songs and a smile that never left his beautiful face.

A/N: *starts chanting* I LOVE HOBI, I LOVE HOBI, I LOVE HOBI.
PS ten points to whoever saw that 'Supernatural' reference.
-E. DIGGORY