I squatted down and pet him, taking the ball from his mouth and tossing it for him to chase. Then I stood up and took my sneakers off, quickly going upstairs to change out of these clothes before I did anything else.

°•°♡°•°

I woke up slowly, remembering immediately where I was, and realizing I was alone. Oh my God. What time was it?

I jumped up out of the bed, and grabbed my phone off the dresser.

Holy shit, it was almost 11am. How the hell did I sleep so late? I still had to get home, shower and get ready for work, and be there by noon.

My plan had been to see if I could tag along with Taehyung to the coffee shop, and maybe watch him bake for a bit before I headed home. How did he get out of bed without waking me up. I hadn't slept so soundly for almost a year.

I grabbed my leggings, slipping into them and picking up my sweatshirt, pulling it over my head. I hurried down the stairs, phone in hand, and stuck my feet in my slides, suddenly noticing Yoshi sitting in the corner of the couch, looking at me cutely, head tilted to one side.

I smiled.

"Hi Yoshi...remember me?"

He wagged his tail, hopping up and trotting closer, his front paws on the arm of the couch. I pet his head affectionately, loving how his whole body wiggled excitedly.

I finally turned and headed to the door, my eye's landing on the table next to it, seeing a piece of paper folded in half with my name on it. I picked it up, opening it and reading the few lines written there.

I left around 4am. Didn't want to wake you. Don't forget to lock the door when you leave. Tae

Tae?

Cute.

I opened the door, making sure Yoshi was still on the couch, and turned the button to re-lock it, pulling it closed behind me. It was drizzling a little. A smile crept onto my face.

I was going to call for a taxi, since I didn't have much time, but the rain caused me to change my mind. I'd just have to take less time in the shower.

I walked along, probably slower than I should be, gazing up at the grey sky, and wincing when a raindrop landed in my eye. 

Dumb ass

I ended up walking right by the coffee shop, but unfortunately, I didn't have time to stop in. It looked a bit busy anyway.

Soon enough, I was home, and I hurried to my room to find clothes to wear. I slipped into the bathroom, pulling my sweatshirt off and realizing that I was still wearing Taehyung's t-shirt. I'd put my sweatshirt on right over it without even thinking.

I'd have to return it to him.

Or...

Maybe I wouldn't.

Unless he asked for it.

I took a very quick shower, and dried off, getting dressed and looking in the fridge to find something to eat. If I didn't eat now, I probably wouldn't get a chance to eat at all until after I got back home.

I found a container of chicken fried rice from two days ago, and pulled the metal handle off, sticking it in the microwave to heat it up, then I quickly shoveled it into my mouth, looking at the time to see how long I had left before I had to hurry out the door.

Literally no time.

I tossed the container in the trash bin, and grabbed my phone, heading out the door and running down the steps. I jogged almost the whole way to work, getting there seconds before noon.

I breathed a sigh of relief, and then just tried to continue breathing, period. I wasn't used to that much physical activity. But I'd never been late, and I wanted to keep it that way.

Min Su was already behind the counter, and I said hi, earning me a smile from her.

"Wow, aren't you usually early?" She asked.

"Yeeaahh, but I kinda...overslept just a bit."

She raised a brow.

"Late night?"

Not really...

"You could say that..." I nodded.

My shift dragged on and on, and it felt like it took twice as long for it to be time to go home. I was so glad I'd eaten first, even though I hadn't really tasted it.

When it was finally time to leave, I couldn't wait to get out of there. I didn't have anything to do once I got home, but I'd rather sit and watch paint dry then be at work.

I found myself wondering what Taehyung was doing. Possibly sleeping. He did get up early enough to leave for work by 4am.

I turned my TV on, finding you tube and searching for a playlist that looked interesting. I wasn't in the mood to watch videos, but there were some decent playlists to listen to. Then I sat on the couch and opened twitter, scrolling through the feed and seeing basically the same stuff I looked at every time I was there.

I should go take a shower. I have a Drs appointment in the morning, so I would shower tonight, to avoid having to get up early and do it. It was just easier. Usually, if I was able to fall asleep for longer than a half hour at a time, it was in the wee hours of the morning, and then I ended up sleeping till 10am. It didn't happen often, usually only when there was something I had to do, so I made sure to set an alarm, just in case. The universe hated me.

I found my most comfortable pair of pajamas, and took a nice hot shower, staying in there just a bit longer then I needed to. After I'd dried off and was all cozy in my pj's, I curled back up on the couch, not really tired yet, after having slept so late this morning.

How did  that happen? I never slept well anymore. I'd given up even trying.

Did it have something to do with being in Taehyungs embrace. Did he have such an effect on me that I was able to relax enough to fall asleep. I didn't know. But I did know that I felt very rested.

I suddenly laughed out loud. What the hell was happening? I'd gone into the coffee shop that first day, anticipating seeing the blond boy, who I now knew as Jimin. I hadn't been disappointed, my glimpses of him from across the street giving the correct indication that he was, indeed, adorably cute, and on top of that, he was super sweet.

What I hadn't expected was the second boy, Jungkook, who was equally cute, and just as sweet.

Then there was Taehyung, the boy that had caught my attention at a single glance, the boy that baked amazing cakes and cookies, the boy that had ignited a fire in my heart the instant our eyes first met, that I now had an ongoing 'friends with benefits' arrangement with.

An arrangement that was a mere two days old, but had already resulted in two nights of mind blowing, amazing sex.

It wasn't what I had come to Seoul for. But it made me glad that I decided to come here. I needed some kind of diversion in my life.

Actually, my reasons for coming here were not what they seemed. Not if I was being honest.

My mother thought I had come here to get away from the memories of a bad break up, and the possibility of running into my ex, who I'd rather avoid. That was partially true.

Yes, I'd had a boyfriend, and we'd been together for 2 years. He'd cheated on me, and I caught him. It had hurt. But in a way, I'd caused it.

I didn't realize at the time, but thinking back on it now, I'd pushed him away. I think I'd done it on purpose, because I didn't want to have to break up with him. I stopped paying attention to him. I stopped wanting to go out and do things together. I stopped showing any type of affection at all. I wanted him to end it. I guess he did, in his own way.

I had become distant, and there was a very good reason, but no one knew what it was. No one still knows what it is.

Except my Drs.

Turns out, I'm dying.

I'd been led to believe that maybe the doctors here in Seoul could help me. That was my original reason behind coming here. But they couldn't.

I don't know for sure how much time I have left. They said a year. Maybe.

I didn't want anyone to know. At least, not anyone I was close to. I wouldn't tell my parents. Maybe it was wrong to keep it from them, but I didn't want to do that to them. I didn't want my little sister to know.

I know that once I'm gone, they will be devastated. I know that they will be upset with me, for depriving them of being able to spend time with me before it happens. But I don't want to spend my last months of life living as if I know I'm going to die, and that is exactly what would happen.

I don't want my little sister to suffer knowing that she's going to lose me. I want her to have happy memories of me. That way, once I'm gone, she won't have memories of being sad, or watching me fade away.

I didn't want to say goodbye to them, so I wasn't going to. That's the reason I stayed in Seoul.

Would I tell anyone here? Taehyung? Jimin or Jungkook? Min su?

I don't know. But one thing was for sure. I was trying real hard not to get close to any of them.

It wasn't working so well when it came to Taehyung.

He'd told me not to catch feelings for him. I was trying not to.

Honestly, I had been hoping that I could become friends with one person, someone that I would eventually be able to tell, because when it came right down to it, I didn't want to die alone. I wanted to have someone there. But I wanted it to be someone that I hadn't known all my life. Someone who wouldn't break down and be devastated, or put their life on hold after I was gone.

Maybe Taehyung was that person. He wasn't interested in commitment, and seemed to want nothing to do with feelings. So could he be there for me when I got to the point that I was just waiting to die, without the ability to do much else?

There was the fact that I got the feeling he'd been through something less than pleasant himself already, which no doubt accounted for his stony demeanor. But if he had no feelings for me, then it shouldn't really effect him when my time came.

 I should call my little sister. I hadn't talked to her in a few days.

I looked at the time. 9pm. Too late to call her today, but I would call her tomorrow, after my appointments.

I wouldn't be able to go to the coffee shop tomorrow. My appointment was at 9am, and usually lasted an hour, give or take. So I'd be done by 10ish. If I walked to the coffee shop it would be 10:30 or so, then another half hour to sit and enjoy my coffee and cake, then another half hour home, and I'd have a half hour to get ready for work. That was cutting it too close.

I had the day after off.

My phone went off next to me, and I immediately found myself hoping it was Taehyung. I picked it up, unlocking it, and smiled at the message.

Would it be bordering on obsessive if I asked you to come over again tonight?

9:05pm

          It might be. You might need an intervention. Sexaholics anonymous? ;)

9:05pm

:/

9:06pm

                                                                  I'm kidding. :) I can't tonight  though. I have stuff to do in   the morning so I can't be up late. Sorry  :(

9:06pm

Okay. Well get some sleep then.

9:07pm

Good grief, it was only a little after 9, it wasn't like I had to be asleep yet. I just couldn't go to his place and be there until midnight. That didn't mean we couldn't chat.

           I don't have to be asleep quite yet. I just should  stay home is all, so that I don't have a problem when it's time to get up in the morning. How come you're not sleeping?

9:08pm

Not tired.

9:09pm

Well this was going to be an interesting conversation, I could tell.

What kind of stuff you have to do in the morning? Maybe you could leave from here.

9:09pm

Damn it. He was making this very difficult for me. I'd love nothing more than to go over to his place, and...hang out. But if last time was any indication of how things would go, well, it wasn't a good idea. I'd slept till almost 11am. Besides, I'd already taken my shower, and I didn't feel like taking another one.