One night, after everyone had retired to their rooms, all became quiet in the house. 

Silently, you enter Jimin's room. You don't speak as you stand there, watching Jimin sleeping. He looks like an angel, and your heart starts to race at the thought of laying beside him, his warmth, his scent, his touch as in your dreams and visions. You shift, stepping closer, wanting to gently wake him.

He opens his eyes, hearing movement in his room, and in the gentle night light, he sees you. "What are you doing here, baby?" he says as he sleepily rises on his elbow, looking at you.

He sits up on the edge of the bed, keeping the sheet around his waist. He runs his hand through his hair. "What is it? Are you ok?" he rubs his sleepy eyes and looks at you, waiting for you to speak.

Finally, you say, "I don't want to be alone anymore, Jimin. I'm no longer afraid for someone to love me, someone to touch me." 

You lower your head and shyly say,  "I don't want to be lonely -- I just want to be yours. I want that someone to be you."

Surprised, Jimin groggily says, "What?" thinking he didn't hear you right. He shakes his head to clear away the cobwebs of sleep.

You say, "I realized the second you held my wrist that day in the company's dressing room that you were the one in my vision, my dreams."

"Me?" Jimin asks as sleep is dissipating from his mind. 

"Yes," you say as you reach out to take his hand in yours.

He says as he holds your hand, "Baby, I'm not, um, I'm uh have nothing on under, umm, under the sheet." He makes sure the sheet still has him covered.

"I know," you say as you let your nightgown fall to the floor. 

Jimin, mesmerized, opens his arms, and you step to him. He is now thoroughly awake, "You're sure?" he asks.

"Yes, Jimin, I am." 

Jimin pulls you closer to him, kisses you, and says, "I've fallen so in love with you."

 Your heart is singing as you softly say, "Love me now, Jimin, touch me now." 

He pulls you under the covers with him, and you start to speak.

 He stopped kissing your neck long enough to say, "Shh, just let me love you."

 He trails kisses down your neck and shoulders as his hands caress your body.

That night, the visions you've always had start to fall into place, from him defending you against the bullies, rescuing you, and now loving you. 

With Jimin, you have found peace and renewed confidence in yourself. The gift you once thought of as a curse has become a blessing.

With Poppy and Lilly's blessing, during the next concert tour in America, you and Jimin grab Taehyung and Jungkook to go with you as witnesses, and you and Jimin sneak away to a little chapel in Las Vegas to get married.

He wanted to give you his last name as he had already given you his heart and body.  You never felt more safe or more loved than you did when he made you officially his, legally and physically.

Once you were married, the officiate led you to his small office so you and Jimin could sign the forms needed to take back with you to Korea. Tae and Jungkook are waiting in the little chapel.

Tae tells Jungkook, "This is something I could see you doing, Kooki, not Jimin."

Jungshook, he looks at Tae "No, not me. I'm international playboy." He starts grinning his evil bunny grin at Tae while wiggling his eyebrows.

Taehyung bursts out laughing, but suddenly when he realizes that Lilly was right. There are only two left, him and Jungkook.

He looks at Jungkook. It has to be Jungkook because he hasn't seen Sunni since Lilly and Hobi's wedding.

'It's Koo. It's got to be Koo who's next. Not me; there's no one else who can take Sunni's place in my heart. Lilly has gotten one wrong this time.' 

Satisfied in his mind that Jungkook is next, he looks toward Ailie and Jimin coming out of the officiant's office. 

He smiles and joins Jungkook in congratulating them.

A/N: There are only two left, Taehyung and Jungkook. Who will be the next to fall, who will be the last?