It was day 2 after our sweet night. Today, Taehyung pleaded me to go tonight. I agreed, feeling quite scared and unprepared. The truth was, no confidence could ever prepare me to leave this hospital. I was scared, lost, confused, but saw future in Taehyung's persuasions. Taehyung also barely slept those previous two nights, cuddling me up as he thought about our plan all those hours. No daisies were added to his side of the room, that I so often spent time at and he surely forgot about all the pain as he cuddled me up to his chest. I've been looking at Sana for the entire day, hating the fact she doesn't know what's about to happen. Even looking at Minjee's smiles brings out a pained sting inside of my chest.

But the plan was definitely thought through, as much as it could be. First, and most important step was to not take any medication today. Taehyung wasn't supervised when he was taking the pills, so he easily hid them under his tongue. Sana's eyes kept staring me as I would take my medication, so Taehyung distracted her by his charming personality. She looked at him directly and that helped me spit out the pills onto my palm and put them inside my pocket. When her attention was turned to me, I opened my mouth as she looked inside of it, making me swirl my tongue so that she could make sure. I felt really bad as soon as I walked away with a relieved Taehyung next to me. Second step was to wait for the nurses to do their last check of rooms before going home. Till they do that, we would slowly start to pack, taking things that were only completely necessary for us to bring along. The third step would include waiting for the night guard to completely fall asleep, a maximum of an hour at the beginning of his shift. And the last, fourth step, was to kiss Taehyung and hope our plan would work out as we would quietly sneak out of the hospital.

"Mouse? You all packed up?" I questioned him as I observed his focused face on the objects and clothing next to him. I glanced at the clock, showing 11:51 PM. "Yeah, I'm trying to take things with me that are most important." He spoke, his focus on a light brown gym bag in front of him. "White shirts and pants?" I questioned. "Check." He quickly spoke, putting them inside the gym bag. "Daisy?" I curiously questioned. "Check." He giggled and put a few pairs inside. "Your sanitizing stuff?" I spoke, making him immediately nod. "Of course." He spoke and waited for me to continue. "Some money?" I asked. "Check." He spoke distantly, checking the money inside his pockets. "Food?" I questioned. "Some of it. You got some too inside you bag, right?" He spoke as he pointed to my black gym back. "Yeah." I immediately nodded. He stood quiet again, waiting for my question. I looked down and softly smiled. "Daisies?" I whispered, making his lips curl into a smile. "Only 12 of them. The ones you added a few days ago. They're the freshest ones. And the ones in your envelopes, but I think they're all withered by now." He quietly spoke, sounding a bit discouraged. I walked over to him and softly placed my hand on his cheek. I pecked his upper lip. "It's okay, Mouse. We'll pick out some daisies if we find a field when we're out." I smiled and detached my fingers from his soft cheek, barely being able to move my hand away.

He nodded and sent a smile my way. "Did you bring your letters?" He asked me, deeply staring into m eyes. "Yeah. To make more space, I had to move them out of the boxes and tie them up with ribbons. Thankfully, I managed to fit it all inside with my clothes and other stuff." I explained and earned an acknowledgement nod from Taehyung. "You have some money too?" He questioned as I focused on zipping my bag up. "Yeah." I slightly hesitated and answered, not wanting to tell him how I got more money. "You didn't steal it, right?" He questioned, slight confusion showing in his voice. I slightly gulped and pretended I had to check something in my bag. "No." I lied, trying to seem confident. "You wouldn't lie to me, right?" He spoke in such a soft tone, it made my chest clench in pain over my lies. I shut my eyes tightly for a second, feeling pain and guilt slowly wash over me. "I wouldn't." I spoke and gathered some weak boldness as I faked a smile as soon as I spoke. "Okay." He spoke in a unreadable tone, making me feel slightly scared and nervous. I tried to switch the topic fast. "Are we going to leave like-now?" I asked, making him slightly raise his eyebrows. "You can't go outside wearing that t-shirt only. You'll get cold. Take my sweater you so fondly took hold of." He teased me, making my face slightly heat up. "Don't be like that!" I exclaimed in slight embarrassment. I pulled out his sweater from my bag and put it onto myself, immediately feeling warmth come to me. Taehyung pulled me closer to him by holding my hips, his palm clenching for only a brief second. "Do you remember that?" He asked with a smirk, his eyes smiling at me too. I nodded and felt him kiss my cheek, making me giggle at his sudden action. "I mean, we had some nice moments in here." He whispered as I held him by his neck. "Yeah. Definitely." I spoke, both of us reminiscing about our days and nights in this place. "What's your favorite moment?" I asked, focused on his perky ears that slightly twitched upon hearing my gentle voice. "Well, we're standing on it." He explained in a not understandable way, making me furrow my eyebrows in confusion. "We kissed the first time, right on this spot - only crunched down on the floor." He spoke and looked down, giggling to himself.

"And look at us now." I slightly teased, making him show his signature boxy smile. I observed his lips for a few seconds before a wondering thought invaded my brain. "Would you consider yourself cured from your phobia?" I questioned him, stroking his cheek with my thumb. He looked up and started thinking about it. He hummed in a wondering tone, before moving his eyes down to mine and opening his mouth to speak. "I'm almost completely immune when I'm touching you, but if it were somebody else I don't think I'd be able to handle that." He spoke truthfully as I kissed the top of his nose. "You're doing well, Mouse." I praised him, making him feel all shy and flustered. "But, when you think about it-" He randomly spoke, making me snap my attention completely to his words. "We were supposed to have our touch therapy tomorrow, but isn't that a bit ironic now?" Taehyung giggled in a dirty way, his hand sneaking down to gently grope my ass. I cover my face with my hands. "You little-" i tried to insult him but he cut off my words with a kiss planted onto my lips. "Let's go." He softly spoke, letting go of me. A sudden nervousness washed over me as he picked his bag up so carelessly. He already stood by the door, waiting for me. "You okay?" He asked in a worried tone once he saw my facial expression. "Uh? Y-yeah." I mumbled and zipped my bag up completely, carrying it on my shoulder. I adjusted my backpack so it wouldn't be a bother to my back too much. I walked over to the door and grabbed the doorknob. "Don't be scared. You have me." He spoke in a bright tone, making me feel somewhat at ease. I nodded a forced a comforting smile out. I quietly opened the door, peaking my head out. The guard was sound asleep, his back even turned to us. I took one last look inside the room on my bed where my letter to Sana was at. More of a note actually. A note that somehow tried to express tremendous gratitude and an apology, that just wasn't enough and it never would be enough for running away like this.

"He's deep asleep. Let's go." I whispered and turned off the lights of the room. I opened the door fully, so Taehyung wouldn't need to touch it. He entered the hallway as I quietly closed the door. Thankfully, the alarm of the ward was turned off, like many times, making all of us confused when realizing such a thoughtlessness of it. Mouse walked in front of me, grabbing my hand as he guided us close to the wall. We slightly squatted and walked like that, making sure no light would hit us where we would appear visible in this dark hallway. We walked to the reception desk where his feet rested up on the counter, showing off his black polished shoes that desperately tried to look not worn off like they already were. Taehyung made eye contact with me immediately as he noticed the guard slightly shifting in his sleep. His eyes widened and the grip on my hand got stronger, both of our hearts stopping for a brief second in complete panic. We waited for a few more seconds until it was safe and quietly sneaked our way around the reception desk. "Let's go." I sighed out and motioned for him to move. We slowly started to straighten our backs as we walked, getting to the end of the hallway. We walked to the ward exit, the light from the main hallway outside being our only source of light. We stood by the door, glancing at each other. I grabbed the heavy doorknob, getting ready to open it before both of us flinched upon hearing light steps walking to us. Mouse and I immediately caught eye contact with each other, busted written all over our faces.

"Guys?" We heard a familiarly soft voice speak. "Where are you going?" The same voice broke off the heavy silence. I turned my head, nervousness washing all over me. "Minjee? What are you doing here, kiddo?" I softly whispered, hoping she wouldn't make much noise. She was rubbing her tired out eyes trying to get a clear view of us. "Taehyung? What are you guys doing?" She softly spoke, making him nervously peek over to the reception if the guard woke up or not. "Minjee. Please whisper." I whispered to her, getting closer. "We're...uhm...we're leaving." I spoke, feeling my heart drop at the loss of words and explanations. Taehyung stared at the both of us, hating the fact she caught us like this because he knew it would break her heart in two.

"W-what? What do you mean?" She spoke, almost not whispering which made both Taehyung and I flinch in slight worry. "You guys can't leave." She spoke, her eyes starting to water. "Minjee, please. It's already hard for us to leave, don't make it harder." I spoke, furrowing my eyebrows in worry. "But why do you guys have to leave?" She spoke, her big doll eyes staring right through me. "We can't be here anymore, Minjee. The medication and everything, It's ruining us...it doesn't help at all. None of it." Taehyung tried to explain, looking at her with a look of hope that she would understand. "Why would you leave now, Dahyun? You've been here for so long-" She started speaking, making my chest feel heavy. "I can't deal with it anymore, Minjee. I want to go away with Taehyung." I spoke, stroking her hair. "But why?" She asked, a tear rolling down her cheek. "I love him. I can't let him go by himself." I explained and felt Taehyung stroke my hand. Minjee looked down and felt bad all of this was happening in front of her.

"Minjee-" Taehyung spoke, catching her attention. "Let us leave. Please. We are off to a new start. We'll be happy that way, and one day I'll make sure we visit you. Especially after you get out of here." He said in a bright tone, making Minjee nod in a slightly more relaxed way. "Promise?" She asked, her doll eyes appearing big even more. "I promise." He softly whispered, making her nod again. "Thank you kiddo. If they see you on the cameras after they realize we're gone, say you couldn't stop us or something, okay? Just don't get yourself too involved in it." I spoke and pulled her into my embrace, hugging her tightly. "I hope I'll see you soon." She spoke as she nuzzled her nose into my shoulder. "You too." I whispered and managed to move away, still staring at her. Taehyung leaned in and hugged Minjee, catching her off guard. He slightly stiffened and shut his eyes but managed to hold her like that for a few seconds. "Bye, Taehyung." She spoke in a sad tone, observing his taller figure. He pulled out a daisy from his pocket and offered it to her. "Here. You can compress it and tape it inside one of your journals. I'll make sure to give you a full bouquet once I see you again." He spoke and managed to curl his lips into a smile, a comforting smile appearing on her face too.

"See you, Minjee. Love you kiddo." I spoke as I quietly opened the door of the ward, letting Taehyung exit first. She started walking backwards as she waved at us, a slightly hurt and a discouraging look on her face. I turned around and walked to Taehyung, who hid behind the wall. I closed the heavy door after us and still observed Minjee's short figure through the blurry glass. At that moment, I couldn't decide if the glass seemed blurry because of its unique material, or if my tears made everything seem blurry and not visible.

Both of us decided to hold back our emotions until we got out, so we observed if the reception of the main hallway was clear. We sneaked by the reception desk, noticing that no guards were there. The only safe way out was the staircase. We knew we couldn't leave on the main exit because of the guards there, that unlike our ward's, were very awake and professional. Taehyung wanted to instantly go for the staircase, but I quickly pulled him back. "Wait." I panically whispered. "We need the key of the back exit. It must be somewhere here behind the reception desk" I quickly whispered, making Taehyung immediately focus on my lips and quiet words. Before he could offer to find them, I spoke up. "Let me find them." I whispered and slowly straightened my back. "Wait by the staircase doors. There, in that shadow." I spoke and pointed to the shadow that would make him appear less visible than standing in the bright light, just in case someone sees us. He nodded and quickly walked over there, nervously observing my actions. I began looking around for the keys, checking every drawer as quietly as I could.

I heard some steps in the far distance of the long hallway, making me search faster. The steps stopped, making me less panicked. I took a final look through the guards jacket, and stuck my hands in the pockets of it. I finally heard the rattling sound of the keys, feeling the hard metal in my hands. I smiled in relief and held the keys tightly in my hand. I immediately recognized the shape of those keys, the entrance doors always having weirdly shaped and quite heavy keys. Taehyung sighed in relief as he stared at me. "C'mon, let's go." He whispered, his deep toned voice slightly breaking through. I accidentally glanced to the computer screen to my right, making me immediately freeze. I took a closer look, stepping towards it to make sure it was what I in fact saw. Taehyung observed me in confusion, light nervousness washing over him as we both started hearing those steps from the end of the hallway, this time not stopping, and this time becoming louder and louder. My eyes weren't tricking me. It really was what I saw. I was a list. A list of names of visitations today. Under our ward's column it was my mother's name. Today. She wanted to visit me today. Immediate pain washed over me. My own mother wanted to see me today but thought I was still in my stubborn faze of hatred towards her and the others. My own mother wanted to visit me today, but all she probably got were a few words from Sana, telling her I was doing okay. Or maybe Sana told her I wasn't doing so okay. Maybe Sana even mentioned I had fallen in love. Or told my mother I resolved things with the little earmuff girl I held a grudge against. Did she tell her I've been smiling a lot more? Did she tell her a lovely boy surprised me with her own letters, wanting to make sure I read them all?