"Taehyung are you sure you don't want to come with me?"
"I'm sure. I don't think your boyfriend wants me to crash your date night." He chuckled.
"Jin doesn't mind you being there."
"I really don't want to third wheel. Plus, Chaeyoung and Jun are coming over tonight."
"Jun huh? You've been hanging out with him a lot." He teased with a smirk.
"Shut up. He's my friend. He's helping me with the therapy." He blushed.
"I'm only messing. I'm really glad you're being so optimistic about this."
"Well, all the doctors I've been to have told me it's a mental thing. I'm just afraid and that's what's stopping me. I won't stop until I'm able to walk again."
"Good. You're getting closer. I see it."
Taehyung smiled, "Yeah. Me too. You better get going before Jin gets upset."
"Alright, alright. I'll be back later tonight."
"Bye. Have fun!"
When Namjoon walked out the door he pushed his wheelchair to his drawer. Then reached over to grab the flower Jungkook had given him years ago.
He held it in his hand and smiled. Jungkook hadn't lie. He was finally getting to a happy mental state.
And he wouldn't stop until he got there.
•••
Yoongi sat on the chair bringing the coffee cup to his lips. The sweet smell was heaven to his nose.
He took another sip as he looked out the window. The beautiful white snow falling from the sky looked breathtaking against the streets.
"Can I get you another cup sir?" The waitress asked.
"No thank you. Can I get the check please?"
"Sure thing. I'll be right back."
Yoongi smiled and continued drinking while looking outside. He spotted a couple walking by holding hands.
He titled his head to the side and wondered when his lover would show up. That day he let Jimin go he didn't lie to him.
He cried and cried for what seemed ages. Then he picked himself up and glued his pieces back again to continue living.
It's what Jimin would've wanted. He had dated several after him. None ended up working out. At least he had tried.
"Here you go sir." The waitress said interrupting his train of thought.
Yoongi pulled out a bill and handed it to her. "You can keep the change. Thank you."
"Thank you sir. Happy New Year's."
He smiled as she walked away. He took the last sip and got up from the table walking outside. It was cold to the point his nose felt numb.
Three New Years without Jimin. He still thought about him everyday. Some days he still even cried about it.
But he did everything he told him he would. He started a new job, moved houses, explored around the world and most of all enjoyed life.
As he kept walking he spotted the Seoul Tower up ahead. The lights looked stunning from where he was standing sending shivers down his spine.
Every year for New Years he came here and watched the beauty. One, because he missed Jimin and two because this was still his favorite place.
As he got closer he started noticing the crowd of people. Some were walking towards it and others walking back.
In the middle of the crowd someone accidentally bumped into him. "Sorry!" The lady apologized.
"It's okay." He said excusing himself.
Right after this had happened someone walking by stopped Yoongi's heart. He looked like Jimin.
Exactly like him.
It felt like everything was in slow motion. When he walked by he looked at him too. Yoongi instantly turned around startled.
The boy kept walking until something told him to stop. He did and slowly turned around. They looked at each other as the crowd of people kept going by them.
Jimin tilted his head to the side. Something was awfully familiar about the pale man. Yoongi's heart was beating so fast he felt like he could faint.
Speechless was a good way to describe how he felt at the moment.
Jimin walked towards him only making Yoongi's heart race more. "Hi. You look familiar." He said.
Yoongi nodded, "It's me-it's Yoongi. How...how are you here?" He asked shocked.
"I'm not sure. I believe I was a faulty model and they discarded me. Somehow I got away. Something told me I had to be here. I can't remember why. I also don't know why I'm telling you all of this."
Yoongi smiled with tears in his eyes. "You're here. You're really here. I'm so happy you are." He said reaching over to touch his cheek.
Jimin didn't move. His touch felt good. It felt safe. Like home. Though he didn't remember a thing deep inside he knew this is exactly where he had to be. Jimin smiled and touched his cheek too.
"I'm happy to be here too."