After settling Emily in her room and making sure she had a glass of water by the bed, if she woke up thirsty, you return to the living room. Ki had found one of your car magazines.

He looks up and smiles as you come to sit beside him.

"Thank you for bringing her home. I would have had to catch an Uber and go to the shop to get the company car." You softly giggle, "She would have been sound asleep by then. I'm not sure I could have gotten her out of the car alone."

He lays the magazine down and says, "I was glad I could help. But Lanne, there is something I need to tell you."

You feel your heart plummet. "What is it, what's wrong? Is Namjoon okay?"

"He's fine. It's Yoongi, I need to talk to you about."

"Yoongi? Why?"

"After dropping Namjoon off, he asked to talk with me. He thinks we are a couple. He saw us embracing at the restaurant and told me he was happy for me and you."

"What? He thought . . . he thinks you and me, that we . . ."

"Yes, and he gave me his blessing. I told him what happened, and he was so embarrassed. He got up to pace, mumbling about how he blew his chances with you because of getting jealous of Jimin and then me because he saw us together."

"What happened after that?"

"He stormed off and left without a word to me. No one has heard from him since. I just wondered if maybe he contacted you?" he says hopefully.

Shaking your head, you tell him, "No, I haven't heard from him."

Just then, the doorbell rings, and you get up to answer the door. Someone is standing there with a large bouquet of white tulips blocking his face. Sheepishly, Yoongi's face appears as he lowers the bouquet.

"Yoongi?" You are surprised, never expecting him. You see him look over your shoulder and turn as Ki approaches. He places his hand on Yoongi's shoulder.

"She knows." He then leaned close to whisper in Yoongi's ear so you couldn't hear him. "Don't mess this up." Ki turns toward you and gives you a quick kiss on the cheek.

"I will call you later. Namjoon expressed some minor details he wants to have added to the care of his crab family. He wasn't in any condition to do so today."

With that, Ki walks away.

You stand there nervous, not sure what to do.

"May I come in Lanne?"

You blush at your stupidity of not asking him in. "I'm so sorry, it's just that . . ."

"Would you rather I go? If you're busy, I'll just leave these with you," he hands you the flowers, "and be on my way."

You take hold of them, and he lets go. As he turns to leave, you reach out and lay a hand on his arm.

"Please, wait, Yoongi." You drop your hand, and he turns to face you.

"Come in, please." With the flowers in one hand, you push the door open with the other so he can enter.

He follows you into the kitchen to watch you put the flowers in a vase. After putting water in with the tulips, you carry it to the living room.

Neither of you spoke the whole time till you set the flower vase on the table next to the couch.

"Do you like them?" he asks quietly.

"Yes, they are beautiful." You slightly blush. You knew the white tulips represented an apology.

You sit and gesture for him to sit as well. He sits on the couch not too far away but not crowding you, either.

"How is Emily?" he asks with genuine concern.

"She is resting now. How is Namjoon doing?"

"He is resting, too." Yoongi starts to feel like an awkward schoolboy and shifts his position on the couch, trying to feel more comfortable.

You're feeling like an awkward schoolgirl who is at a loss for words in front of a boy she has a crush on. Which you do -- him.

"Lanne?" "Yoongi," you both speak at the same time, then sit back laughing.

He says, "Do you mind if I speak first?"

Shaking your head, "I don't mind." 

"I'm sorry for how I acted at the restaurant. I assumed things I shouldn't have with you and Ki. I was also upset with Jimin trying to monopolize your time when I wanted, when I wanted to have all of your attention."

Your heart rate picks up, and a smile starts to tilt your lips.

He scoots a little closer, "Lanne, when I first met you, something fell into place inside. I can't explain it. I don't know how you feel about me, especially now, after how I behaved, but could you allow me another chance to show you that I'm not the grumpy cat I made myself out to be?"

"Yoongi, I'm not . . ." he cuts you off.

"We don't have long before we leave on tour, and I would like to explore the possibility of 'us.'

Inside, your heart is rapidly beating. Could this be real? You can hardly breathe sitting this close to him.

He waits for some kind of response from you. "Lanne?"

Dropped back to earth, you can finally say, "Yes, Yoongi?"

"Will you go out with me tonight? For dinner, just us?" He reaches for your hand, and you let him hold it.

You draw in a breath to answer when he says, "Please?"

Waiting for the breath to fill your lungs so you can speak, you can finally say, "Yes. I would like that."

He smiles as his face lights up. "Will eight be good for you?"

"Yes." You feel as if your life is suspended in an alternate reality. Here, Yoongi is asking you out. "Yes, that would be fine."

You smile at him excited about going out to dinner with him later. He stands, pulling you up with him.

"I have to go. I just wanted to stop by and speak with you in person." He gently squeezes your hand as you both walk to the door.

He wants to kiss you goodbye on the cheek but doubts himself, feeling he may be pushing it. So he slowly lets his hand glide from yours, his thumb running over the top of your hand.

After closing the door, you lean against it and sigh. You smile and decide to check on Em.

You peek in her bedroom door, and she is still asleep. But you can tell she drank some water.

'Oh Em, I wish you were awake. I have so much to tell you.' You quietly close the door and let her rest.

You go back to the living room and open up your laptop. You have a lot of work to do before going out tonight. Since you gave Emily the weekend off, you have even more to do, but you are happy to do so. Emily deserves the budding romance she is building with Namjoon.

'Maybe there can be something with Yoongi and me.' Sighing, you open your business emails and get to work.

It is hard to concentrate on work when dinner with Yoongi tonight is all that's on your mind.