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Chapter 22

Now:
Jimin's POV:

A little less than a week had passed now. We were now currently somewhere in the province of Gyeongbuk-do, I wasn't quite sure of the town we were in, but it wasn't that far away from the capital Daegu.

We haven't spoken again about moving somewhere permanently, maybe Taehyung was waiting for me to open up a discussion on it, but I didn't want him to feel like I was pressuring him to do something I knew he wasn't one hundred percent okay with.

It would be nice if we were to move in together somewhere cozy and somewhere where we would go to at the end of a day and feel like we both belonged to be there.

Speaking of Taehyung, it seems as if that brief time that we had spent apart when we both walked away from each other, had done something to him. I wouldn't say that before he wasn't careful or attentive-because he truly was-but now it's as if he is trying everything in his will to make sure that I am okay-and happy as he puts it.

I really do appreciate it, and I would be lying if I said that I didn't like the constant attention on me, but I didn't want him to feel like I had come back just for his sake and not because I wanted to.

I was back on track with my online classes, and ever since the holidays had come to an end, it seemed like we had even more workload now to make up for the 'missed time'.

I didn't mind working though, it was a good distraction, plus I had to get that university diploma somehow and it wasn't going to happen if I slacked off. Plus, it would be a huge slap on the face to my parents if I didn't succeed in the only thing that I promised them to do correctly.

Some time has passed since I had talked to both of my parents, but I do keep in regular contact with my brother, and he says that they are fine. I sometimes worry if the pressure now put on him since I had left is too much for him to bear, but I am too much of a coward to ask him about it.

I lowered the sound of the TV I kept as background noise once I heard the front door of the motel unlocking. It was pass lunchtime now, and Taehyung had finally arrived with the food.

"You're back! I'm starving.", I started cleaning away all of the papers and school books scattered on the small table to make room for the food.

"Sorry, I thought that you would like some time alone to focus.", the food was still warm as I began taking it out of the plastic bags.

"Don't be silly. Let's eat now.", his hair has gotten longer now, and it makes his neck tattoo even more prominent.

"What's happening in the outside world?", I snorted as he nodded his head towards the TV.

"Oh, actually, my old high school,", I paused to I swallow the noodles, "It actually made it national news, apparently there was a gas leak or something, and the whole thing went down in flames. Luckily it was during the night and there was no one there."

"Oh damn, sorry to hear that."

"Don't be, it was just a school for rich asshole kids, where most of us had everything handed to us on a silver platter.", I wasn't sure if I missed the life where almost to everything was handed freely to me, but I won't lie and say that I wouldn't mind if I still had some of that privilege left.

"So, I was thinking of what I had said to you about moving away, permanently.", Taehyung began. He put his chopsticks down on the table, and I felt compelled to do the same. "Let's do it."

"Are you sure? We don't have to, if you're only doing it for me. I'm fine now, really.", I wasn't really fine, but I knew that I had to think of other than my selfish needs.

He let out a dry laugh, "I'm serious, I want to do this. If we're going to live together, we might as well do it the right way. Plus, that way, money would come in easily. I could actually get a job, and you could focus on studying and... it will be easier for the long run. These past few months have been great, and I did what I had always thought of doing, but now it's time to think of the future. What do you think?"

I hadn't said anything the entire time that he was talking but I couldn't stop the smile on my face. "You're sure? You're one hundred percent sure, sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure.", he laughed, taking my hand into his. "So, is that a yes?"

"Of course, it's a yes!", it's what I have always been waiting for, I wanted to say. It finally felt like we too would have a place of ours we could call our house, our home.

"Let's make the most of our lives, okay, Jiminie?", he asked, his eyes, glistering like tiny stars in the universe.

A/N: I'm sorry I skipped a week or so of uploading it's just that shit has been crazy with my work. Anygay I'm back and hopefully updates will be coming in more regularly.
Also damn that « flower » easter egg tho.
-E. DIGGORY