Serendipity: The Amazing Journey Of A Soulmate

45. Through his eyes

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It takes us around three hours to get to Gangwon Province. Although the travelling time by driving is a little less than two hours, we had several stops on the way. Most of them because we wanted to take pictures of different interesting places we encountered on our way. Or for someone to pee, which would always be Jimin.

Our destination is an amazing wild place, raw and beautiful. The fresh air and the rich vegetation are the first things we notice as we arrive. Mountains, rivers, lakes and thick forests are this place's biggest fortune. The whole road since we entered the province till we arrived to the camping site, my hands were itching to stop the car and pull out my DSLR and try to capture all this beauty through my lenses. To say that I'm excited to spend my night here would be an understatement. Fortunately, Jungkook is into photography just as much as I am and he made sure to take as many shots as he could of the beautiful scenery.

"We're here" I announce, killing the engine and unfastening my seat belt. We are the first ones to arrive and that's because I drove like a madwoman. Maybe it was the breathtaking landscape and the empty mountain roads or maybe it was my need for adrenaline, but I drove fast, lost in my own world.

"That was a nice ride" Namjoon says turning to face me, the midday sun rays making his light brown hair sparkle like gold.

"Where did you learn to drive like that?" Jungkook asks as he scrolls through the pictures he took. His forehead is still red and has small traces of ink remaining on his skin, despite trying to get rid of the writing with rubbing alcohol all the trip from Seoul. Morrison got him well back there in the parking lot, I must admit.

"My dad. He wanted me to learn since a young age." I shrug, but smiling at the memory of a 6 years old me sitting in my dad's lap behind the steering wheel while he was teaching me the basics of driving a car. I will never forget the excitement I felt every time he allowed me to handle the wheel or use the horn to scare away imaginary pedestrians. Later, when I was older, he gave me the car to drive it on my own on the country roads. By the time I turned 18 years old, I was already a very skilled driver and got my licence on the first try. I remember the face of my instructor when he put me in the driver's seat for the first time. He said no beginner has this kind of control and confidence while driving. Little did he know. I let the memory dissipate and return to the present where a beautiful pair of raven black eyes looks at me intensely.

"What?" I ask flustered. "You're so beautiful" Namjoon says, lifting a hand to caress my cheek. I whisper a thank you and shyly bite my lower lip, trying to conceal a happy grin. Damn, even now, after all this time, his words still rattle me.

"This hairstyle," Namjoon starts in a raspy voice and setting his gaze on my lips, "did you do it on purpose?" The hand on my cheek slowly travels down my neck, the touch sending shivers all over my body. "And what if I did?" I murmur.

"I guess that's my cue to leave." Jungkook says from the backseat, clearing his throat and leaving the car faster than light.

"We scarred him for life." I chuckle. Poor Jungkook. After all he had to endure this morning because of Morrison, which was well deserved if you'd ask me, he now had to witness our display of love and affection. I feel like we were eating in front of a starving man.

"Trust me, baby, he is not that innocent." he winks at me and tilts his head to give me a kiss. His lips taste like soda and lip balm and I find myself addicted to this combination for I can't stop kissing him. We get distracted the moment someone knocks on the passenger window.

"I'm sorry to interrupt your little makeout session out there, but we need to set up the tents." Hoseok says from the other side of the window, arms crossed over his chest.