"love is not lost when one cut ties. love is lost when one has forgotten the other."

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I promise we will meet again.

Your eyes shot open, the voice of a little boy resonating in the dream you had.

You realise you're lying comfortably on someone's shoulder. Your vision clears and in front of you were a pair of hands tightly interlocked, you and.....someone else's.

"good morning, Aeri."

You turn towards the voice, eyes widening instantly as it met Yoongi's. A certain lovingness plastered on his face as he slides a palm on your cheek.

It didn't help when both your faces were just inches apart. You blushed unknowingly, and a sly smile crept up in his face.

"It's like we're married" you blurted out. Yoongi raised his brows, slightly amused.

"So we're skipping the dating stage and straight away to marriage?" He chuckles slightly, turning you over so he's hovering over you.

"It's....it's not like we're dating or anything" you averted your eyes shyly.

"It's fine, I'm not a boyfriend.....but" Yoongi comes closer to you, your foreheads almost bumping.

"I'm your fiancé. Got it?" He declared before rolling off the bed and walking away sleepily.

"I never agreed to that, and also, you may marry someone else!" you complained, dragging yourself out of bed.

"Idiot." Yoongi turns around, leaning on the door frame with a smirk.

"I'm marrying no one but you."

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"YAH, PUT DOWN THE MOP!" Jin yelled at Namjoon.

"Im just trying to help..." poor Namjoon frowned as he dragged the mop with him. He then slips on the water and falls along with the mop.

"MY MOP!" Jin flew to the mop and inspected it.

"Hyung, my butt" Namjoon rubbed his backside.

"TAETAE ULTIMATE BLADE" Taehyung was sword fighting Jungkook with a duster.

"Ah ezcujii me!" Jimin pushed Taehyung away and continued swatting the flies.

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"This isn't a job for you to do." you hear Yoongi's deep voice beside your ear as you cleared the gutter with your bare hands.

There were many cigarette buds stuck in the drain, probably caused by the smokers that hung outside the dance studio. Tongs took too long to clear all of them out, so you just decided to dig it all out.

It was raining outside the studio, and you're drenched. Yoongi looks at you with a pained expression, and he wipes your hand with a tissue.

"Leave this to me." he hands you the umbrella and pushes you aside, crouching down to do the dirty job himself.

"No, my hands are smaller, I can reach in easier" you stared at him worriedly as he cleared the drain, dumping the buds into the plastic bag.

"No. Didn't you get sick from the rain once? Just rest inside" he says softly to you. You watched as he diligently does his work.

"....thankyou, Yoongi." you pecked him on the cheek, and his ears immediately flushed. The two of you stood in the rain for a while, as you held the umbrella for him.

You notice that some of the rainwater was dripping from his damp hair. You reached for a tissue and patted him dry, carefully helping him wipe the water away.

Yoongi grabs your wrist with his clean hand, and faces you.

"You're important to me, so don't force yourself to do these jobs" he stares into your eyes.

"You're my future wife, after all."

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<Eunha's POV>

"Yoongi isn't staying away from that dirty girl" the sasaeng pulls her hair frustratedly, looking at the pictures she took recently. Aeri was always by his side, and she had reached her limit.

"Aejung, you should quickly get rid of her" Eunha advises the disarrayed girl, a sly smile forming on her face.

"How should I get her away from him?" Aejung faces Eunha with a murderous look in her eyes.

"Well..." Eunha smirks at her question.

"She trusts Yoongi the most....right?"

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After the members finished spring cleaning the studio, you and Yoongi headed back to the apartment to clean up, since you two were drenched under the rain.

As soon as you went in, Yoongi tosses a fluffy towel on your head. You were about to reach for it until you felt his hands ruffling your hair with the towel.

"I can't see" you told him as he continued to dry your hair. Your voice was muffled under the towel.

Finally, his hand movement stopped and he wraps the towel around your neck, but you flinched when he suddenly plants his lips on yours.

His hand caressed your damp hair, pushing you closer so the kiss becomes even deeper. You felt him morph his lips together with yours, and you kissed him back slowly.

Eventually the two of you parted, and Yoongi hides his shy expression with his towel. He raises it high enough to hide his flushed cheeks.

"I was waiting to kiss you since this morning" he admitted, ruffling his wet hair.

"You liar, you don't have the energy to do anything" you chuckled.

Yoongi traps you in his arms, and you looked at him in surprise.

"You give me energy." He whispers into your ear.

"Uh, alright, go back to the dance studio!" you averted his eyes, pushing him towards the door and slamming it behind you.

You slide down the door tiredly, a huge sigh escaping your mouth. He has been strangely energetic lately, but he's also taking a toll on your heart.

A few minutes passed as you sat silently by yourself. Your train of thoughts were interrupted when your phone buzzed.

One new message from +DT Suga

DT Suga: meet me at the Riverside.

You stared at the message, a little confused. Why such a weird request?

Shrugging it off, you just grabbed a jacket, running off to the meeting place.

When you reached, nobody was there.

What's going on?

You reached for your phone to call Yoongi.

Right when the phone dialed his number, you felt a strong push on your back.

"Disappear" Aejung glares at your figure as you fell into the river, ignoring your pleas for help.

You felt yourself slowly sinking into the water, the icy cold numbing your hands and feet. Eventually the energy in your body had left you, and you're already fully submerged.

As you drowned, an image flashed in your mind.

An image you've seen before.

An image of a familiar little boy.

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A/N: a similar incident from the past. Stay for the next chapter!

Also, I've written all your encouraging comments in all my books, in a special notebook. I read it everyday to encourage myself C:

You are all angels sent to me from heaven!!