Arcane

6. What's Done is Done

Emersyn had left Yoongi to himself, sitting in the living room of the hotel they stayed at by herself after Yoongi had shut the door to his room. She carefully packed all the new clothes they had bought Yoongi into his own suitcase, agreeing with herself to make sure they were ready for him to use after they got home. She had left out a pair of pyjamas for Yoongi to put on when he wanted to go to bed, as she would sneak a look at the closed door every now and then.

Emersyn didn't really know if she should go talk to him or leave him be, she hadn't known him longer then 6 hours, she didn't want to do something to upset him. She did know, however, that if it was her that had locked herself away from everyone, she would have wanted everyone to leave her alone in peace.

Before Emersyn thought of dinner, she got a message from her mother, reminding her to be ready early so they could leave quickly. Emersyn was quick to agree, wanting to have Yoongi finally home and get comfortable in his new life with her.

It was more than just Yoongi being comfortable in his new life, but also Emersyn being comfortable in her newfound freedom. Waking up in the morning and walking around her garden, unsupervised, not needing to constantly be kept under lock and key. Emersyn could, if she so wished, run in the dirt, barefooted and without a care in the world with Yoongi by her side, get could live a little more carefree.

He may not know it yet, and he maybe not ever understand the weight of it, but Yoongi was the single most important person to Emersyn and would remain such until her last breath.

As Emersyn struggled to lift the now full and heavy suitcase into a standing position, she heard the door behind her open. A sigh was heard behind her before arms move next to her own, righting the suitcase to the upright position. Looking up, she gave a soft smile to Yoongi who looked down at her as they both hunched over the large case before, he straightened up.

"So?" Yoongi asked as if it was a whole question with context.

"So what?" It was not.

"When are you taking me back?"

Emersyn finally looked up into Yoongi's eyes, before bypassing him and into the open door towards Yoongi's bed. The loan backpack he had claim too was neatly sitting at the foot of the bed, just sitting, packed and waiting. This caused Emersyn to look back at Yoongi with confusion, her mouth opening and closing like a fish, she didn't exactly know what to say, nor what to really ask him.

"When are you taking me back to the shelter?" Yoongi clarified when Emersyn didn't say anything. "Surely you don't want me here anymore."

"Why would you think I didn't?" Emersyn finally asked him.

"You heard him, what I've done-"

"What you've done, you've done to survive." Emersyn spoke quickly, now it was Yoongi's turn to be confused. "There are some things, things that people do out of survival, purely out of instincts that they do to survive in a life that has only bought harm to them."

Yoongi couldn't hold Emersyn's eyes for long, opting to move his eyes away from hers and to what surrounded them. He could see that there was a small pile of clothes next to Emersyn's feet, what could only be something for him. The material looked soft, softer than anything he had ever owned or touched before; sat next to a woman he would never have thought to meet in this life.

"Yoongi..." Emersyn pushed the suitcase out of the way, taking Yoongi's large hand in her own. "The things you've done in desperation to make it to the next day will never make me look at you differently than the man I know you to be."

"Do you really believe that?" Yoongi asked, his eyes flicking towards Emersyn's smaller hands in his, his ears and tail twitching at the warm contact.