When we walk outside I see three SUVs lined up. I am curious of course, but I let Jin escort me into the back of the middle SUV before I open my mouth and ask. I smile and nod at Han Bin, who is in the driver's seat. Youngmi sits beside him in the passenger's seat, and while I don't feel I know him too well it is still comforting to see another familiar face.

I can't decide if I am bothered by the fact that I haven't seen a lot of Korain and Hye Rin recently or not. I am sure it might partially be because Hye Rin being a new staff member, and I'm sure the decision to not have them around is based on how the night at the club went. Perhaps they were being punished, or perhaps someone thought Hye Rin could use more training. I really didn't know honestly, but I quickly made the decision to put that thought away for now and mentally shrug it off to circle back to the question I had put off until the vehicle's door had shut behind us. "So, three SUVS?" I arch my eyebrows at Jin.

He sighs. "I originally insisted on no more than four security guards today. Then we would have been able to take one SUV, but the company insisted I had to at least take six."

"Then why not take two SUVs?" I ask because I still don't completely understand the reasoning for three of them.

"Well, I think it is so that the SUV leading us to our destination can watch for any threats from the front, and those that aren't caught from their perspective should be covered from the SUV behind us. Not that I think it will happen but the security behind us can also watch for anyone that might be following us too."

I almost think that might be extreme for chaperoning a date. But, then again I don't yet know where we are going, and that could perhaps be a driving force regarding their decision. I am pulled from my own mental inquiry when Jin taps me lightly on my knee.

"I forgot to tell you how beautiful you look. I like this outfit on you." He smiles shyly and blushes fiercely. "I like it very much."

I find my own cheeks heating with an echoing blush flushing them brightly in response. "Thank you, Jin. You look very handsome yourself." And it's not an understatement. He is wearing a salmon pink blazer over a semi-sheer white v-neck tee. He paired that with a simple pair of semi casual khakis. But the overall look really suits him. I definitely appreciate the overall semi casual meets semi dressy look on him.

He grabs the lapels of his blazer as if to straighten out any wrinkles. The garment has been immaculately pressed so the wrinkles he might have been trying to get rid of were completely imaginary. "Of course, I am worldwide handsome after all." He jokes then shakes his head as a shortened version of his windshield wiper laugh manages to escape him. "Sorry, perhaps that was in poor taste."

I shake my head. "It's fine, Jin. You wouldn't be yourself without your sense of humor." I turn to him and contemplate telling him something that bothered me after I had initially started my research about each of them. Those few days of research that I went through after discovering they were my soulmates. "Don't get mad or take this the wrong way but the first time I heard that I thought something like, 'the oldest seems awfully conceited.'" I pause for a second to see how he might respond but when I can't read his expression, and he doesn't say anything to counter or delay my simple soliloquy I continue on. "Then of course I dived in and did even more research and realized that it wasn't you being conceited at all. You were simply making light of something that actually embarrassed you greatly. Heck, I almost feel like you might have also been trying to partially convince yourself that you actually deserved any outward praise regarding your looks."

He takes my hand in his and strokes the back of it with the other. "I'm glad you did further research. I already feel like I put a wedge between us unintentionally in the beginning, and I am thankful that you had no hesitancy about me. If you had truly continued to think that my personality might be like that it would have probably put even more strain on our relationship in the beginning."

I nod. "Well, still. Forgive me for that moment of misunderstanding."

He shakes his head. "There is truly nothing to forgive."

I mentally debate with myself about what to do conversationally and realize all the things I came up with don't really seem to fit Jin like they might some of the others. But then I also remember the standard deck of cards I constantly carry with me wherever I go. That standard deck of cards now had a sibling I had purchased when I realized that playing Halli Galli with a regular deck of cards didn't work quite as well as playing with a deck made specifically for the game in question. I open my purse and pull out the box. "Did you want to play Halli Galli on our way to our destination?"

"Hm. I don't think it will play out the same with only two people." He frowns. "We would have to edit the rules some."

"No one is out if they ring the bell and there aren't 5 fruits on the playing field?" I suggest.

He nods. "We just continue playing until we arrive at our destination. If we run out of cards we simply start over."

I nod and realize an easy way to fit in a conversation to the game. "Everytime one of us rakes in a win we can ask the other any question we want. But the question has to be answered honestly by the other."

He smiles at that. "Makes me wonder just how many secrets I might learn about you, Princess."

I arch an eyebrow at him in turn. "You may be good at this game. But, I'm definitely no slouch at card games myself."

He nods. "True. But your game is that Popcorn game you introduced us to. Mine is Halli Galli."

I try to keep the frown from my face, because he is most definitely right about that. But I don't really mind him asking me any questions. I doubt anything he can ask me will truly worry me.

Of course the first hand raked in is his. "Who is your celebrity crush? And you can't say the seven of us. That's cheating."

I have to think about it because honestly I don't watch too much when it comes to newer movies therefore most of my celebrity crushes are older than me. "I'd like to know more about Ezra Miller. He's been in the spinoff series to Harry Potter, Fantastic Beasts. But because I don't really know him very well I guess he can't really be considered a male celebrity crush; only a curiosity I suppose"

I pause and consider again. "I loved Nicholas Hoult as R in Warm Bodies, and Hank, or Beast, in the X-men prequel movies."

"I also love Freddie Highmore, and while he is great in the television series The Good Doctor I'm not much into medical procedural shows. I admit to preferring mostly his older child actor roles, but also a couple of his lesser known movies like The Art of Getting By and Almost Friends."

"You have given me some solid background for movies you have enjoyed the actors in. Now tell me about your actual celebrity crushes." He slyly persuades me.

"Okay, okay. So, you know I prefer older movies over all. Well they aren't terribly older but I definitely have a soft spot for 80s and 90s movies. My two big celebrity crushes are probably Brad Pitt and Leonardo DiCaprio."

"Hmm. What movies are your faves of theirs?"

I arch an eyebrow. "Hey, I went beyond answering the question. Next round."

I try to focus as hard as I can and still he manages to beat me and rake in the next hand. "What are your favorite movies starring Brad Pitt and Leonardo DiCaprio?" I'm not surprised he insisted on that being his next question after all.

"Hm. Brad Pitt there are a few but I think I will have to settle on Legends of the Fall. With Leonardo DiCaprio the decision is easy. While Titanic is a classic and I do appreciate the movie, the ending not only makes me sad, it also kind of pisses me off. Which is why it isn't my favorite. My favorite movie with Leonardo is The Man in the Iron Mask. Partially because I love anything involving The Three Musketeers, but also in part because he plays two roles in it." I pause to consider his two roles for a moment. "Granted one of them is an extreme asshole. But, that simply makes the second role more endearing."

"I don't think I have seen either of those. Perhaps we will have to watch those together sometime." He thinks for a second. "Why does Titanic piss you off though?"

"I'm not really a fan of sad endings. Don't get me wrong. I understood the reasoning, but if I had written it I wouldn't have let Jack die. I would have written him as psychologically tormented afterward though. Probably having some form of PTSD or being completely guilt stricken to the point of becoming an alcoholic or suicidal. So many passengers that were staying on the lower levels perished. I think he would have felt guilty about living while many of the friends he had made didn't survive, including his best friend that he had boarded the ship with in the beginning." I pause for a second. "Perhaps him and Rose would have parted for a short time, at least while he got his shit together. But I would have wanted them to find each other again and get back together in the long run." I also constantly consider the possibility of Rose becoming pregnant during their one time together, but for some reason I don't bring up that particular possibility.

We continue to the next round and once again he wins. "What is your favorite Science Fiction movie?"

I smile slyly. "I figured you might have gotten the hint from the jedi joke I made to Yoongi early on. I love Star Wars, and let me stop you before you ask about the prequels and the new ones. My unpopular opinion is that I at least appreciate them all. I liked learning the romantic story between Anakin and Padme. I can't imagine it was easy to write all the scenarios surrounding their story so I can somewhat forgive the moments the plotline starts to fall flat. I also love having an understanding of what corrupted him and turned him into Darth Vader. As for the new ones? I love Rey! I feel like that's all that really needs said regarding those movies." I grin for a second as I think of a Star Wars related joke. "Do you know what the internal temperature of a tauntaun is?"

He arches an eyebrow in confusion as he thinks it over for a moment. "Remind me what a tauntaun is first."

The minus about reminding him is that he might figure it out for himself once I do. But hopefully he doesn't. Hopefully I can still properly deliver the punchline. "They are the furry goat meets T-Rex bipedal creatures that the Rebels ride on the ice planet, Hoth, in the beginning of Empire Strikes Back."

He thinks it over for a moment or two, as if trying to recall the early scenes of the movie in his head, and where I might be going with this. "I give up. What is the internal temperature of a tauntaun?"

"Luke warm." I deadpan and relish in the full power of his windshield wiper laugh.

The next round amazingly I somehow managed to win. Just barely though. His hand covered mine over the bell a second after I rang it. He cups his hand over mine and smiles at me for a moment before relenting that I won the round. "What is one thing about yourself that you are unhappy with and wish you could change?"

I'm not sure why I ask this question exactly. In fact I almost hate that I asked it at all when I see the smile completely crumble from his face. "My fingers."

"Your fingers?" I ask in confusion. Then he holds them up for me, and I notice how the joints bend at odd angles. "I'm surprised I've never noticed that before." I grab both of his hands and hold them within my own. "But they are a part of you, and they are just another part that makes you unique and special."

I can tell that if it weren't for the seatbelt holding him back he would reach over and press a soft sweet kiss on my lips. That round ends up being our last round because in the next moment the SUV is pulling into a parking lot, and Han Bin is letting us know that we have arrived.

I am not really sure where we are though. All I can determine for certain is that we are in an empty parking lot. Once we are out of the SUV I try to turn around so I can get a full view of our location but Jin won't let me. "Please keep your eyes facing front, Princess. I don't want you to spoil the surprise quite yet." Jin scans the security guards remaining in front of us. The two from the front SUV must have taken off somewhere. "Han Bin-nim, did Juwon and Kisoo go off to take care of the setup?"

Han-Bin nods in confirmation, and when I register that I don't recall those two guards' names I glance at the other four remaining. Out of all the guards I probably know Han Bin the best, with Korain being a close second. Hye Rin probably third, even though I haven't spent that much time with her yet. I glance at Youngmi as I realize he almost surpasses her rank in third since he has been with Han Bin often recently. I happen to recognize the other two also. They were security guards that chaperoned for my date with Jimin. I believe their names are Minjae and Sang Hee; I'm only unsure because having to keep track of so many names in my head is a bit daunting making it completely possible I might be confusing their names..

When the two other security guards come back. Han Bin takes charge and must instruct the others to create an evenly spaced semicircle nearby. Jin whispers to me. "They are close enough that they can see us, but far enough away that our date should still feel rather private. Come with me." He steps up behind me to put his hands on my shoulders. "Oh, but close your eyes."

I let him turn me around and guide me in the direction he wouldn't let me look before. A few steps later I feel the pavement turn into soft soil under the soles of my shoes and sweeping blades of grass are now tickling the tops of feet telling me that we are no longer in the parking lot but on a sloping piece of land. I shiver slightly with a breeze that catches me off guard and hear it as it brushes over what sounds like a body of water. After being escorted a few more steps, Jin is telling me to open my eyes.

I almost gasp as I take in the white blanket topped with several plush pillows and a small picnic table. It's held down at each corner with tall rectangular candle lanterns and surrounded by a strand of white twinkle lights. To the side is a picnic basket. I was also right about the sound of water. We must be in a somewhat secluded spot by the Han River. I glance over at him to see if he remembers the one time on the beach in Brazil when I mentioned that I loved picnics, but I can't read anything from the expression he is wearing.

"This is really beautiful and sweet! I love that you thought this out for me!" I smile warmly up at him.

He nods. "Good, I'm glad you like it." He helps escort me to one of the pillows, and I fold my knees to the side and pull the bottom of my dress down to cover as much of my exposed skin as possible. Once we are situated, he pulls over the picnic basket. "Are you hungry? I went a little bit crazy with selections for our picnic. I took suggestions from a charcuterie and cheese board recommendation website."

When I glance in the picnic basket my eyes must become the size of saucers. It's filled to the brim with a plethora of items. Just at first glance I see crackers, a french baguette, grapes, and a couple of different cured meats ready to be sliced and plated.

Jin also points out two containers which are tucked away in the corners. "I also made a couple of cold noodle salads too. Which if you would rather have those now and eat the other things as a snack later would be fine." He pauses to think. "Actually that might work out better with what else I have planned."

"If you think that's best, then sure we can do that first." I smile up at him to encourage him to take charge. He seems rather nervous and it's pretty obvious that while he did plan out a majority of the date, he still didn't completely think everything through.

He hands me one of the containers and a fork. While he takes one for himself and a pair of chopsticks. I wonder if I will ever be able to manage using those properly. For some reason thinking of my poor small motor skills reminds me of Jin's fingers. It's not an issue I really shared with them, but I honestly feel like perhaps I should since he shared with me his concerns about his own fingers. "I know it's not the same thing. But I think I can sympathize with how you feel about your fingers. I don't talk about it often but I have really bad small motor skills." I glance at his chopsticks. "I probably will never be able to hold a pair of chopsticks properly." I blush as I admit the next part. "I can't actually snap my fingers. The few times I was told to do it when I was little, for things like spring concerts and such, I faked it."

"Huh? Can you show me what you mean?"

I glance at the curiosity on his face. I sigh, because despite the fact I feel safe sitting beside him and sharing this fact with him I still find it quite difficult to admit my flaws. I show him how I 'snap' my fingers, and he sees the way my finger and thumb glide against each other isn't the actual proper way snapping fingers works. When someone truly snaps their fingers they glide their thumb in more of a horizontal motion across the pad of the finger. Mine is more of a vertical glide across my index finger, and doesn't make that much noise in comparison.

"Huh. You still produce a sound, but yeah that isn't quite snapping your fingers. I see what you mean now. Interesting." And he means what he says by calling in interesting. He is surprised to learn not only something new about me, but simply the fact that people struggle with such a simple task in general. I'm honestly a bit relieved after admitting it to him. I'm not certain why I feel relieved of all things, but I accept it as another step in us getting to know each other better.

I open the lid to the container of the noodles and inside I spy cold ramen noodles layered with cucumbers, radishes, alfalfa sprouts, and cilantro. Nestled in between the layers are chunks of chicken breasts. When I take my first bite the flavor bursts on my tongue. There is a coating of oils and sauces on the ingredients that is to die for, and I also taste a hint of heat and ginger. "Okay, this recipe definitely needs a repeat. This is simply delicious!"

He smiles warmly at me. "I am glad you like it."

For an hour or so we talk until I happen to notice the sun setting and realize he has us facing in the perfect position to watch it descend below the horizon as if it were to be dipping itself below the surface of the water. After a few moments a flurry of activity begins taking place and suddenly a couple of the security guards spring into action. They bring over a projector and screen and begin setting it up.

"So, when I asked you about Science Fiction I was testing the waters to see if it is a genre of movie you like."

I shrug. "I am picky about Independent films, and probably have a preference for older films in general. I can't think of a genre outside of that I don't like." I pause for a second as a thought occurs to me. "I guess I can admit to preferring Thrillers over Horrors however. I don't mind being scared, but I hate excessive amounts of gore."

"My favorite movie is The Matrix." Jin admits to me.

I smile briefly at him. "I love the first one, but I didn't like the following two that much."

"I think I can understand that." He nods thoughtfully. "Oh, but we aren't watching The Matrix tonight. I considered it, but decided instead to watch something I hadn't seen before. I hope you haven't either." He pauses for a second. "Have you seen Arrival?"

"I don't think so, but can I see the movie case?" He pulls it from the table they set up to place the projector on and hands it over to me. I glance it over and shake my head after reading the brief synopsis. "No, I haven't seen it. It sounds interesting though. Definitely a new spin on an alien movie. Bringing in a linguist to learn how to communicate with them and define their reason for being on Earth. I'm definitely intrigued."

For nearly the next two hours we are snacking on cured meats, cheeses, breads, and crackers from the picnic basket while watching the story unfold. When it's over we both swallow the bite of food remaining in our mouths and turn to each other. Both of us exclaim in mutual surprise. "Whoa!"

"Oh my god, I love plot twists!!! That was a hell of a doozy!!" I exclaim.

"I... I wouldn't want that." Jin frowns, referring to how the plot twist affects the main character.

"No, nor would I. I mean I know she is a fictional character but I feel overwhelmed for her and a bit sad honestly."

We both volunteer to help pack everything back up in the SUVs and head in the back toward our own. "This was a wonderful night. Thank you Jin."

He kisses me before helping me with my seatbelt. "You are more than welcome, Princess. I'm glad you enjoyed it."

"I'm not sure I want this night to end once we get back to the house." I find myself admitting.

Out of the corner of my eye I see Jin gulp. "Uh. Daisy. I'm sorry, but I'm not ready for that."

"Oh." I try my damndest to keep the frown from appearing on my face and can only hope that I succeed. I could still invite him to spend the night with me just to sleep, but for some reason the thought of suggesting it makes me uncomfortable. "Okay, I understand." I muster up a smile that I am not completely feeling. I pull out the box from my bag again. "Did you want to play some more Halli Galli?" I offer and this time when we play I don't bother with the questions. I only focus on playing the game.

When we get back I'm unsurprised that he still walks me to my room like a gentleman and kisses me softly on my lips to tell me goodnight. He mentions something about putting up the leftovers in the kitchen and getting the stuff out of the SUV but I barely register it. I say my goodnights and close the door behind me. After I hear his footsteps walk away is when I let myself wander into the negative thoughts that I don't completely believe. Does he not want me?

A/N:  So I feel like I have to apologize for the way this chapter ended.  I am sure a lot of you are waiting on Jin and Daisy's first moment together, but trust me when I say that I have something planned in that regard.  

I also do have a specific reason for Daisy's reaction.