Y/N

"Y/N can you please get the 50 prints of this?"

"Sure Sunbae!" I immediately walked to the printing machine, rummaging through the papers, and bumped into someone

"Sorry!" I shortly bowed.

"Y/N, hello, how are you?" Dae's uncle, who is my boss, smiled at me.

"I am fine Mr. Kang," I smiled back politely.

This man is the jewel of a person. He knows how to run his company, how to take care of and respect his employees, how to deal with jerks. The best boss one could get.

"Good. I am glad you are doing well these days. How was your exam today?" he asked me as we walk together through the foyer.

"It was a little tough. Maths is my enemy you know. Dae is cheerful because he did well," I replied.

"That boy is related to the father of maths. Anyway work hard and be good," he patted my back and I bow politely.

"Thanks for granting me half day today sir," I said.

"Your welcome. But young lady you still have to complete your work," he told me with a slight laugh and walks away.

I complete my work as soon as I could and strolled over to Dae's desk.

"Hey girl," he smiled and took off his specs.

"Hii, I am leaving. You have so much work, man," I stared at the peak of files.

"Yeah. We also have school work. YaY life," he sighed rubbing his temples.

"Oh right. Ugh, I have to complete tons of assignments!" we both gave each other depressing eyes and pouts.

My phone chimed with a message.

I am here, with your favorite ice cream

~ :-);-)

A smile escaped my lips.

"I see he is here. Go, don't make him loiter in public," he told me pushing his hair back from his forehead.

"Okay. Don't overwork yourself and don't be late. Or else she will be upset," I waved my hand and stepped into the elevator.

I let out a heavy breath, smiling widely.

Life had been so good these days.

After that ragged and dreadful day in the store, I wasn't been miserable a single day. My mom was very cheerful which astounded me.

When I confronted her about it, she just said...."I cried because it did hurt Y/N. Not because I wanted him back. Any human being would cry if 20 yrs of marriage fell apart. I was broken. But I am not anymore. I understood that your dad was just a part of my life, not my forever. We loved each other, but we both realized we weren't in love with each other. So I am letting him go. I am forgiving him. You should too. It's not his fault. We can never win a war against heart. He just gave in to his heart. Talk to your dad. Once. Just once for me. Please" she requested with a smile.

A genuine smile.

She convinced me that she is good. She is over him. She is ready to move on and be strong.

I thought I was being strong by not crying and turning my back on the situation.

But no.

I was being a coward by hiding my tears and running away from things.

So I gathered my courage and talk to him.

My dad.

"I am sorry," he told me.

"Dad," I said closing my eyes.

"I was dying to hear that from you Y/N," he admitted.

"Dad. We won't be able to go back like we used to. It won't happen. Mom did forgive you and so do I. But we won't accept you as a part of our life. You have chosen to marry another woman, we will give you our blessings and be happy for your happiness. Please don't expect me or mom to talk to you like nothing happened. Let's just say a proper goodbye to each other," I said.

His eyes became tearful and he bit his lower lip.

"Okay. I understand. Just one request. Please?" he asked.

I nodded.

"Let me always be the first one to wish you on your birthdays, please," he asked as tears stream down his face.

I immediately nodded with a teary smile.

"Can I get a hug?" I looked into his eyes.

I have his eyes.

He stretched his arms and I hugged him.

That moment, that feeling, I won't ever forget it.

"You are still my little lucky charm. Take care of yourself and your mother," he told me patting my back.

I smile and nodded.
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I strolled out of the elevator and step out of the building.

Damn, the weather is frosty. The icy breeze stung my cheeks so I pulled my scarf up closer to my face. As I looked around I noticed the fog and misty climate. I was surprised by how quiet everything seemed. The only sound I could hear was my hustling of the breeze and my even breathing. The smell of damp pine trees made the air feel fresh and clean. I felt so peaceful by just standing in such a hushed environment.

I behold his car at the corner of the street and my lips curved in a smile. I approached the car and unlock the door. He lifted his head, tearing his eyes away from the phone, and a gummy smile danced on his lips.

"Hello beautiful," he winked.

"Hello Suga," I slid inside the seat.

He scowled, "I told you to call me Yoongi!"

"I told you I won't. Where is my ice cream?" I asked him.

"Since you were taking so long to talk to Dae, I ate it," he shrugged taking my hands in his, and warming them up.

I narrowed my eyes at this snowless guy, "You didn't buy one right."

"I did."

"I don't know. Now, I want my ice cream," I said with a dramatic huff and pull my hands away from his warm hands.

"I ate it, how about you taste my lips sweetheart. They are sweeter than ice cream," he leans closer to me with a playful smile.

I rolled my eyes and push him away.

"Just drive. We need to get her a gift," I said.

"Meanie," he mumbled with a cute pout and began driving.

I and Him were just being like this.

I recalled when he told me that night in the shower.

"I won't push you to forgive me. I won't ask you to understand that it was a mistake. But Y/N, just let me be with you. As....anything. I don't need a damn title, I just want to be beside you during your tough time and a good time. What I mean is, all the time."

And he was. He was there with me.

At every step.

Not physically, but emotionally. He was there for me. He would hear me talk late at night when I couldn't sleep. He would make me laugh if I get relinquished in sadness. He would immediately face time me if I missed my dad too much.

We didn't talk about what we are, what we have. We have left it for later. Of course, we love each other. He made me love him. He saw me at my worst and still dwelled on me.

He made me understand that term.

Made me trust him.

I never said that I love him, I don't have to say it. He knows, that I do.

Nothing stopped him from being flirty though. Hye Jin has influenced him so much that at least one pick-up line, he used on me every single day.

Not complaining. I secretly wait for his lines.
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Taehyung

"Emma!"

I nearly fell from my bed, when I hear Jungkook and Jimin scream like a banshee.

She is here.

Y/N told me that Emma shifted to Seoul and again enrolled in her school.

"I brought some kimchi for you guys," she told them.

"You are just in time. We were going to watch a movie," Hobi hyung said.

I just quietly hear them talking from the bedroom.

"Taehyung! Be quick! The movie is starting!" Jin hyung yelled from the living room.

Should I go?

I should, right?

There is no need to hide.

Be cool man.

You both broke up.

Be poise and face her.

She is brave enough to walk in here.

I will be brave enough to watch a movie with her.

I hit my chest like a caveman and confidently walked into the living room.

Her head turned in my direction, her black eyes find mine and I instantly spun to sprint inside my room.

Fuck being brave.

Namjoon hyung grabbed my t-shirt and dragged me back to them. I noticed Emma, attempting not to laugh at me.

She thinks it's funny.

I narrowed my eyes and again a wave of confidence rushed in me. I walked the way we walk on stage and settled beside her, puffing my chest out, straightening my shoulders, and raising my chin. She raised her perfect-shaped eyebrows in amusement.

I will show you how heroic I am.

"You want to poop or something Taehyung?" Hobi hyung asked and I breathe out.

Emma snorted and I glare at her. She frowned and rolled her eyes.

How dare she?

"Ermm...the movie," Jungkook awkwardly cued us.

"Uhhh...right, movie," Jin hyung started the movie and we continue to watch.

Heroic. Damn you Taehyung.

Her head was settled on my shoulder, and I was desperately trying to avoid the five pairs of eyes watching us.

"Just stop already!" I scowled at them.

"You two just talk already," Jimin hyung rolled his eyes.

I sigh and stared down at her. Her sweet scent was taking over my senses, it's been so long since I held her close to me.

I love her.

I believe love happens only once. The second is the compromise we made to forget the first.

It's not about I can't forget her.

It's about I don't want to forget her.
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Yoongi

"Unnie!" Hyerin ran to hug Y/N.

"Happy birthday Cutie," Y/N leaned slightly, and my only for her perverted gaze trailed from her perfectly round ass to down her thighs. Her grey pencil skirt rides up, showing her milky skin. Her legs looked smoother than before. She was clad in a black blouse that hugged her like skin, revealing her curves.

I sexually trust fate, that's for sure.

Some on smacked my head.

"Oww!" I let out and glared at the person, fey roll my eyes looking at him.

"Stop being so perverted," Hye Jin hyung said.

"As if I never caught you checking aunt Soohee out. Last time you were looking at her clea-

"YAH!" He snapped.

Y/N, aunt Soohee, and Hyerin glanced in our direction.

"What happened?" aunt Soohee asked looking back and forth between me and her potential boyfriend.

"That day Hyung was the-

"WE SHOULD CUT THE CAKE! CHILDREN ARE WAITING! RIGHT?!" Hyung looked at the kids, who were Hyerin's friends.

"YESSS!" The kids yelled.

The little girl always used to complain about not having friends. But this herd of children was declaring something else.

"Suga Oppa, let's go!" She held my hand and pulled me along with her.

"Aww Suga Oppa," Y/N teased me.

I make a weird face to which she laughed.

Her lips look so soft and plumpy and so kis-

CALM THE FUCK DOWN MIN YOONGI!

"Dae Oppa is not coming?" She asked looking at Y/N.

"He said he would be late but he will come," Y/N told her.

"Come on Hye rin, cut the cake," Aunt Soohee gave her a wooden knife.

"Make a wish first!" A small girl with cute pigtails told her.

"My wish is that I want to marry Namjoon Oppa!"

What?

Y/N and I exchanged glances then we all started laughing.

"Wow...Namjoon hyung missed this" Y/N laughed.

Other members were just way too tired even to walk out of the house, so they didn't come.

Hyerin blew the candles and we chorus happy birthday for the kid. Her eyes were gleaming with happiness looking at aunt Soohee and her father.

They look good together.

I don't know when he will ask her out. But I hope soon.

After a while, Dae arrived and joins us in our celebration. We had dinner together then hang around in the living room.

"Where is Y/N?" He asked.

I rolled my eyes, still, he didn't back off.

"Dont roll your eyes fucker, we both are best friends," he grimaced.

"Whatever asshole," I said lazily.

"I will make you both clean Hye Jin's whole house if you didn't stop cursing at this instance," aunt Soohee warned us and we shut our mouths.

Y/N was tugging Hyerin in the bed since she was so sleepy by screaming with happiness when she received gifts. I and Y/N personalized a Namjoon's hyung picture hoodie. Gosh, she screamed so much, that neighbors thought something dangerous happened.

I gazed around Hye Jin hyung's house. He owns a beautiful mansion. The interior of the house was focused around a large central hallway serving as the main avenue, and entrance area to the adjacent rooms. The tall, heavy, varnished wooden doors have as the top panel, colored glass panes of amber, blue and pink, in a geometric design. There were numerous paintings, I immediately recognized the three of them. My girl was the talent behind those masterpieces.

I notice Y/N walking in the kitchen and silently followed her, trying to not draw any attention.

I stepped inside the kitchen and see her drinking water. She raised her eyebrows when she saw me.

"Just wanted to be alone with you baby," I smiled.

"For what baby boy?" She asked seductively. I close the distance between us. Her lips were glossy with a light pink shade, moisture or water, and cream.

Without wasting even a second, I lean in and licked her lips.

She gasped and punched my shoulder

"We can't do this," she glared, licking her lips.

A fake glare.

I chuckle and leaned forward, trapping her in my arms, pinning her against the counter. I take a step closer, pressing our bodies.

My heart thumped loudly in my ears as her bubblegum scent enclosed me in the bubble of my desire for her. Her gaze was on mine, watching me licking my lips. She places her hands on my chest and I crashed my lips on her.

Fuck. This feeling is so good.

Her hands gripped my button-up shirt, pulling me closer. I dipped my head and deepens the kiss, we kiss in urgency wanting more of each other. Her soft lips were just enough to drive me crazy. Her hands lock around my neck and I grabbed her waist, flushing our bodies. I nibbled on her lower lip, she won't let my tongue enter, so I squeezed her ass. But still won't let me. I groan pulling away. She gave me a playful look and nudged me away gently.

"What do you think you are doing?" I asked her when she walked to the door.

"Saving you from getting a boner," she replied then stuck her tongue out before fleeing from the kitchen.

This little piece of...
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Soohee

"Again, why are we walking in this cold?" I asked Hye Jin.

It was almost 1 am. Yoongi, Y/N, and Dae wer still in his house. And in this damn cold weather, he wanted to walk with me when we both have huge ass cars.

"Because it's nice," he replied with a shrug.

"It's cold," I shivered hugging my coat tighter around me.

"Then use me to keep you warm," he grinned. I rolled my eyes and increase my pace. I tried to avoid the fact that he looking so hot and handsome in a white button-up. The shirt was hugging his chest tightly showing his hard muscles. He wore unique silver rings in his hand, he has an obsession with them like my Y/N.

"Done checking me out?" He asked in a low voice with a sexy smirk on his face.

I blushed and defy his comment. We were walking to the store, I wasn't enlightened, why.

He suddenly slipped his hand in mine, my breath hitched and my heart raced at the touch of his warm palm.

Come on. He just held your hand. Calm down.

Then he slowly laced our fingers and my heart was about to leap out of my chest.

I love him.

I am in love with him.

I never knew how I fell for this guy. He just walked into my store and that's it. It all started. I started to smile, I started to feel secure and I started to love. He painted my gloomy life with luminous, even colors. I tried to push him away, but he held on to me. Never gave up on me. Never gave me up.

I just know one thing that he is the destination, I will never regret going to go.

I let go of my heart and it sprinted in search of Hye Jin.

"Why are we holding hands?" I asked him looking down at our hands. My tiny hand looks so small compared to his.

"I am warming you up," he said and pulls me closer.

"We shouldn't hold hands, we are not dating," I blurted out.

"You want to date me?" he asked bluntly as we both stop in front of my convenience store.

"No," I lied.

He just laughs.

"You want to date me?" I asked him back.

Soohee, just shut up woman!

"Dating is for kids sweetheart," he was in a hushed voice and steps closer to me. His voice sent shivers down my spine.

He leans closer to my blushing face and added, "I want to make you.....

He snapped his finger

"My wife"

I stared at the crusty, flawlessly sparkling diamond ring between the tip of his thumb and index finger.

"Soohee, I don't have some speech or something prepared. I just know that I simply fell in love with you, when I saw you behind the counter drowned in calculating something. I am just so much in love with you. I want to be the reason behind your smile. I want you to be mine. I want to have the right to pat Y/N's head when she achieves something. I want to hear Hyerin call you Mom. I just want us to be a family," his eyes were crammed with love, care, respect, and a hint of nervousness.

"I-I...I know it might be ridiculous that I am standing with a ring in front of you already...if you want the time of course I can give you. I am a very patient man you know. Waiting is my hobby...no..what I am saying...what I mean is-ummmmm"

I cut him off by sealing his lips with mine.
Time stopped in a collision of senses when his lips met mine. He softly moved his lips against mine when he came out of shock. His hands rest on my waist and mine locked around his neck, pulling him closer. In his kiss, there was the commitment of years and sweetness of real love.

We pulled back, breathing out heavily. He connects our forehead and slowly slipped the ring in my ring finger.

"You know, two kids followed us here," he whispered and I laugh, hugging him tightly.
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Yoongi

"Sweetheart why are you crying? They are happy! He proposed!" I said, wiping Y/N's tears.

"I am just extra extra extra extra happy," she sniffed like a baby. I laughed and kiss her red nose.

She shuffled and suddenly hugged me.

"I am happy for them," she said and we watch Hyung and aunt Soohee from the corner of the street.

Me too.

I am happy for us.

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Gosh, he is so fine.

Just one more chapter and epilogue and this book will come to an end. Please vote and comment readers. I will be glad to hear your views.