I finally had a name to put with her face, a name to add to my memories of her. I had no idea what her last name was, but it didn't matter. I just wanted to be able to think of her by her name.

~♡~

JIMIN'S POV

A week had passed, and Taehyung was doing so much better than I thought he would be. We'd had the weekend off, thanks to Namjoon, because he thought Tae would need some time. None of us thought even two days would be enough. But Taehyung surprised us.

He was moody, and he sulked around the dorm all weekend, but as time passed, he seemed to get a little better. By evening of the first day, he had eaten dinner with everyone, sadness clear in his demeanor, but at least he hadn't closed himself in his room.

The second day, he came with Jungkook and I for the first half of the day, because Kookie wanted to see if he could find a new hoodie to replace his favorite one that he had apparently lost somewhere. Tae said he'd come, because he was bored and tired of sitting on his bed letting his thoughts take over.

He seemed preoccupied most of the time, but he easily laughed at our jokes, and seemed to enjoy being out with us. It seemed like he was going to be okay.

But later on that evening, I heard him crying in his room. I didn't knock, because I knew that if he needed someone to talk to, he would text me. I hated to walk away, but I also realized that he may just need some time alone.  

He came in to work Monday morning with the rest of us, and we were all happy to see that he seemed focused. We practiced and discussed the world tour that was quickly approaching, and he was as involved as the rest of us in the conversation.

Min Jee was back, but it was as if she'd never been gone.  It was weird, because none of the girls really mentioned 'the girl that had taken over for Min Jee'. The guys didn't say anything, because I think we all wondered if maybe when she disappeared, the memory of her had disappeared for them as well.  

We'd decided later that night to just not mention her in front of them. If one of them brought her up, then we'd go from there. Otherwise, it was like she hadn't existed for them.

We were all just glad that Taehyung had figured out her name. It seemed like just having that bit of knowledge made it a little easier for him with her gone. He wasn't great, but he was okay. We did our best to make him smile, but it didn't always work.

He had his moments when we all knew to just let him be. It had only been a week after all. Right now, he was in his room, having gotten upset because our manager had sent him a message saying that he needed to change his hair color to something not quite as...bright, before we left to start the tour.

His brows had furrowed, a frown appearing on his face, and I moved next to him to see what had happened. He showed me the message, shaking his head. Then he'd turned and gone down the hall, his door closing with a thud.

The rest of them looked at me, not knowing what had just happened.

"He got a message from Sejin ssi. He wants him to change his hair color before we leave to go on tour."

I didn't have to say anymore. We all knew that the reason he didn't want to change it was because Delaney had colored it that color.

"I think I'll see if he'll talk to me." I said, turning to go down the hall.

I knocked on his door lightly. "Tae-ah, it's me, can I come in?"

There was no reply, so after a minute, I turned the knob, hoping he hadn't locked the door. It opened, and I stepped into the room to see him sitting in the middle of his bed, cross legged, staring at nothing, brows drawn together in thought.

I walked to the desk, turning the chair and sitting in it backwards so I could see him. I didn't say anything, I just watched him, my chin resting on my hands on the back of the chair, waiting for him to say something.

A few minutes passed, and I started trying to think of something to say, but he finally spoke.

"I know I'm being childish, so it's okay if you say it."

I raised my brows at him. "I don't think you're being childish. I get why you don't want to change your hair color."

He looked at me, his face an emotionless mask, but I could see the pain in his eyes.

"You do?"

I nodded. "It's the last thing you have to hold on to that reminds you of Delaney. Once you get rid of the blue hair, it's going to feel like you've let her go completely."

His eyes met mine, and he swallowed, the mask slipping away as the tears filled his eyes. His hand came up to wipe them away.

"I was doing fine. I actually felt like things were getting easier to handle. But I should have known it wouldn't last."

"I wish I knew what to say to make you feel better."

"Nothing will."

I sighed.

"Have you posted anymore since the first time?"

"No. She's not going to reply, or like it, so what's the sense? Maybe I should just...forget about her. She's married. She's got kids my age. Maybe I'm being delusional, thinking that I could see her again, even if it was just to be friends. I'm here, in Seoul, and she's...I don't even know where."

"I don't think you should forget about her. She was an important part of your life, Tae. But it's probably smart to move on, and not keep your hopes up too high. Why don't you just concentrate on the tour right now? Once it's over, we can see if you feel any different." 

DELANEY'S POV

I couldn't believe It had been a week already, especially since I had, in fact, taken Jason's advice, and quit my job. It was amazing how much my stress levels dropped just knowing that I didn't have to go in to that job each day anymore.

I was getting up early, and going for a walk everyday after Jason left for work. Then I'd come home and straighten up a little. It was never bad, because I was able to keep things picked up. I had started making dinner, actual real food, not frozen stuff, because I had time to spend on doing so. I forgot that at one time, I'd enjoyed cooking.

My thoughts of Tae were still just as front and center as they'd been the first day, but I welcomed them. I missed him, and thinking of him, remembering our moments, seemed to help me through each day, even when it hurt.

I had just come upstairs to plug my earbuds into the charger, stepping into my room and immediately looking at the wall, when I heard my phone ding a text notification. I pulled it out of my pocket, expecting it to be Jason.

I swiped to unlock my screen seeing that it was actually Sadie. I hadn't talked to her since I'd been back.

Sadie:

Hey Laney, Guess what?

3:16pm

What's up Sadie?

3:16pm

Sadie:

Guess where you and I are going next month?

3:17pm

What was this kid up to now?

Are we going somewhere?

3:17pm

Sadie:

We're going to the BTS concert in Chicago!!!

3:18pm

My jaw dropped at the words on my screen. I stared at them for 30 seconds before I realized that I had stopped breathing. My hand came up to my chest to cover my rapidly beating heart as I inhaled deeply. She was joking. She had to be. Why would she want to take me? She must have friends who would go with her. I tried to think of something to say.

Sadie:

Laney...you're not replying. Did you pass out? lol.

3:20pm

You're kidding, right?

3:20pm

Sadie:

No, lol, I'm serious. I already bought the tickets. :D

3:21pm

Oh my God. I can't. I mean, I want to, but how do I go? I didn't know if I could. Maybe it would be okay. Surely we'd be far enough away from the stage that he would never notice me. I'd just have to keep my cool, and not think about our time together at all while I was there.

Are you sure you wouldn't rather take a friend?

3:22pm

Sadie:

No Way! I bought these tickets for us. None of my friends are that into them anyway. We're going to have a blast Laney!! I can't wait!

3:22pm

                               You didn't have to do that, but thank you!  I'll pay you back as soon as I can. I know you work hard for your money.

3:23pm

Sadie:

I don't want you to pay me back, Laney. I've been saving up for this. I knew they were coming to the US this year, and I've had this planned. I want you to come with me. This is my treat. I'm so happy that you love them as much as I do, and I just want you to enjoy the concert. <3<3<3

3:23pm

I was starting to get excited. Going to a concert was something I never thought I'd get to do. I didn't care where we were sitting. Just the experience of being there would be amazing. Even though I'd experienced the music shows when I'd been living my wish, it had been from backstage. A concert would be so much different.

Sadie:

It's on a Saturday night, so I figured we could leave early that Saturday morning, and then stay in a hotel Saturday night after the concert, and come home the next day. Does that sound okay?

3:25pm

That sounds perfect! You've given me something to look forward to!! I can't wait!

3:25pm

Sadie:

I'm Glad, lol. I hoped you would be excited! Gotta get back to work. I'll talk to you soon! <3

3:26pm

It was weird. I was in disbelief. I was going to a BTS concert. I wasn't sure why I felt the way I did. I'd worked with BTS. I'd spoken to all of them. I'd made friends with them. I'd hugged them. I'd seen them all in their boxers.

Why was the thought of going to a concert making my heart beat erratically?

Maybe it was because I'd kissed Taehyung, and touched him, our bodies as close as two bodies can be. Possibly because I'd heard what he sounds like in the throes of passion. He'd called me baby. Our mouths had known the most intimate parts of each others bodies. I'd looked into his eyes, and told him I loved him.

I smiled, looking up at Tae, seemingly watching me from my wall. I would get to hear his voice again, be in the same room with him, even if it was a huge room. We'd be breathing the same air. I never thought it would happen again.

Even if he didn't know it, I would. He needed to not be worrying about me. I would never forget our moments, ever, but he should worry about anything but me. I'd be fine. It didn't matter how much I missed him. I'd be fine. I'd be fine.

I plugged my earbuds into the charger, and headed back downstairs to figure out what I was going to do with the Chicken I'd taken out for dinner, so that I could get something started before Jason got home from work.

I thought about the money he had given me. I was going to save some of it to take with me, of course. Sadie had bought the tickets, so I was going to pay for the gas to get us to Chicago, and hopefully pay for half the hotel room. The rest, I wasn't sure what I was going to do with it. Taking a vacation was tempting, but saving it seemed to make more sense.

I still didn't know if I was staying with Jason, or leaving him, but either way, there was nothing wrong with having some money on the side.