"The only way to find true happiness is to risk being completely cut open."
― Chuck Palahniuk -
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"Is it just me or the patches on your face is somehow kinda multiplied?"

Jimin scooted to examine Yoongi's unrecognizable face while counting every patches plastered on it. "Is it supposed to be this many?" He added, tilting his head to look at Hoseok as if asking the other to reconfirm it.

"Thanks to you for calling my parents" Yoongi coldly muttered as he busied himself with the cable of his laptop before pushing it into the bag.

"What is that supposed to do with the patches?" Hoseok raised one of his eyebrows, watching the older getting ready to leave his office as it was already past dinner time. "Did you expect us to let your parents oblivious about you being hospitalized for days?" Hoseok continued.

"That's nothing serious about my health. You've heard that by yourself when the doctor allowed me to go home."

"Yoo, I just wanna know why instead of getting better, your face is looking worse than yesterday. Can't you just appreciate our worries a little by telling us why? Jimin presses his lips together into a thin line, annoyed.

Sigh. Yoongi carefully touched one of the patches. "Got another fist to beat me up last night. I'm kinda too naive to bluntly tell my parents about Soomin as soon as we arrived at my place from the hospital"

"And I thought you won't be any stupider than what you already are" Hoseok commented as he lifelessly plopped himself back to the couch behind him. Jimin, on another level of being enough with his lightheaded hyung, could only place both of his hand above his head "I salute you for never failing to make us amazed by your antics way of thinking"

The older only glared at his two younger friends before grabbing his bag, ready to leave.

"Going home?" Hoseok pierced his eyes to the older as he had a little suspicion that the older would engaged in another silly situation tonight.

"No, Hospital"

Of course, the two helpless guys groaned in disagreement which Yoongi totally ignored as he dragged his steps out of the room.

"Hey dumbass!" Jimin shouted out to the man who was already at the hallway outside the room "I can barely see the skin of your face, do you wanna look like a mummy tomorrow?!"

"Anything for my baby!!"

Jimin startled as he heard the man shouted back and scoffed in annoyance "what a fucking cheesy old man" Jimin trailed, brought himself sitting next to Hoseok who had a warm smile across his face. "I don't think he's cheesy at all. I mean - didn't he address that to The baby?" Hoseok said, stressed out the word the to Jimin which made the younger chuckled in realization.

The way to where Soomin at seemed a bit far than he remembered as he could not wait to meet her. His heart raced in excitement as his car gradually took him closer to the hospital. The image of still mad Mr. Kim could not prevent him to accelerate the speed so he could arrive faster. Jogged lightly from the parking lot, the grip of his hand on a paper bag he bought tightened as he waited for the elevator.

Smile never left his bruised face as he proceeded to arrive at her ward. A little hesitant to turn the doorknob, he exhaled and slowly pushed the door. He greeted but nothing but silence and Soomin who was curled under the comforter, sleeping. He couldn't lie that he was relieved that there was no one around, especially the protective papa bear, as he wanted to be alone with her and talked things out. Yet, seeing her slept so peacefully, he decided to let her and rested his own tired eyes a little bit at the couch next to her bed.

He shuffled to find the comfort position on the not-spacey couch but stop when he heard her voice. "Mom? Why are you still here?" Her sleepy and raw voice startled him. He turned around only to find her rubbed the still closed eyes as she positioned herself on sitting posture.

"Hey, it's me" he said carefully. He gave her an awkward smile as soon as he saw the girl widely opened her sleepy eyes. "What are you doing here?" She asked. Yoongi's heart sunk a bit as he found how cold her eyes and voice were.

"I - uh- I just want to see you?" He trailed, suddenly unsure about his intention when her gaze stabbed right through his head. "How - how are you?"

Since the day he saw her broke down due to the erratic change of mood, he told himself to watch out his act and word around her. He didn't have any idea about how thing's worked when one faced a pregnancy stage, but at least he would start by not making her upset or annoyed. Waited for another explosive comeback she would throw, he instantly smiled when she talked to him in a decent manner.

"Better..Mom told me that you're discharged yesterday."

He nodded "I was about to see you before I go, but your mom told me to see you this night because, you know, your dad is-"

"Is that hurt?" She tilted her head a little to take a look at the different size of patches on his face. There was a clear concern written on her expression, but she kept trying to mask it.

"Nah" he waived his hand while putting an expression as if telling her that it was nothing and didn't hurt as hell at all. She scoffed and rolled her eyes at that.

Then silence took over. Yet, surprisingly it's not that kind of awkward silence, instead Yoongi found it so peaceful only just to hear her stable breath. Then he decided to try his luck to open up the pandora box. Sooner or later we still have to talk about it. He thought.

"Soomin" he called out the girl who wordlessly stared at the night scenery outside the window next to her right side. She turned to him.

"Please don't get me wrong, but.." he's losing his confidence in asking the crucial question as he pictured what kind of reaction she would gave to him if he really asked. He exhaled. "I - we - look, I know I'm such a complete asshole or whatever you'd like to call me, but I need you to - God why it's so hard to find a nice way to ask this" He mumbled the last part as he ran his hand over his numb face.

"Ok" he determined, eyes locked into her emotionless ones. "Did I force you that night?" Yoongi saw her eyes twitched a bit to the question, but she just stayed still. "I just want to know that I didn't hurt you. Heck! I just want you to tell me everything since I'm dying to know what exactly had happened in that hotel room. Just put a light on me..please.." He pleaded as he finally blurted all of his bottled up mind.

"Nothing" She replied blandly.

"Soom-"

"Nothing is happened between us, Yoongi. It's not yours" her serious and stern face made Yoongi frowned. The thought of it's belonged to someone else upset him more than the fact that she tried to hide the truth from him. "I was the one that totally sober that night. Why don't you take my word and just leave?"She added, her face was unreadable but her eyes talked the hidden truth.

"I like the feeling of squeezing your cheeks and ruffling your silky hair as if you're my little sister" Yoongi started, ignoring her words as if it was only a blowing wind.

Soomin froze as his words totally synced with the moment she had with him that night.

"But nothing can compare to how I love the feeling of tasting your sweet lips as if you're my lover"

Yoongi could hear her heart beat rising as he narrated part of his absurd dream to her. Reading her as he tried to find a slight gesture that confirm the truth behind the dream, he slowly continued his words.

"I was a fool to ever think that you're somewhat a burden because of my own guilty and wavering feeling. I found myself walking back and forth as I was trying to clarify what exactly you are to me in which hurt you in the way. You're right. I was confused with my own self, even after I kissed you that day. At the end, you are the one who help me. As you said, you surely help me to realize all this fucked up feeling I have for you." he paused, giving her a little time to grasp all the words he said. Soomin kept trailing his face with her eyes while pressing her lips into a thin line.

"Call me a pervert, but the way you clutched my nape and tangled my hair tightly with your hands while I'm trying to unbutton your shirt before I lost myself by yanking it apart was indeed a big help" Provoking her at all risk, Yoongi kept his eyes opened to catch her honest reaction. And it worked. This time Soomin took no time to turn her face back to the window while gripping the comforter on her lap tightly. From his chair, he could clearly see how hard her face was blushing. Yoongi brought his hand to her before tugging it, asked her to face him.

Then she snapped. "So you said that you're pretending to be drunk? That you totally aware of what had happened? And decided to embarrass me by bringing this up?!" Her chest fall up and down wildly as she tried to catch a breath after firing those words to the taken aback man in front of her. Now, she was looked far more angrier than Mr. Kim.

But Yoongi, tired of all the misunderstanding between them, no longer held his word as he snapped back. "Won't you listen to me first?!"

Soomin gasped.

"Listen to me first, please.." Yoongi begged, his hand tightly grabbed Soomin's. "You have no idea how wasted I was that night. I woke up with a massive headache on my head. I couldn't even walk myself to the bathroom without holding into the nearest wall for support. As if I had a hole on my damn brain, I couldn't recall any single thing that happened night before. I should call the receptionist to know who brought me to that hotel. One thing, one thing that concern me was the stinging pain on my back which Jimin and Hoseok told me as claw marks. Then night after night I had a series of wild random dream about your blushing face and harsh breathing right in front of my face. It was kept happening till I had that one fucking wildest dream of me totally laying my hands on you. It was so clear and real as I could feel your breath fanning my neck, your nails digging into my back, and how you..making me feel so good"

Now, he was thankful that his face was covered by tons of patches caused he was hundred percent sure that his face was red as hell. It felt so hot that he thought the patches would melt down. The heck I just said?! He mentally scolded himself by exposing himself to the girl who had the same redden face.

"And then, somehow I found you here.. seeing that ultrasound picture on your father's hand. Isn't it too much for calling all of this as a coincidence? Maybe I'm crazy but I find no hesitation when I said that the baby..is mine" he said lowly while putting his gaze to her covered stomach. "It's mine..right?" He asked, dragging his vision back to Soomin's eyes.

She stayed still, said nothing, but then she heaved a deep breath before giving him a little nod and turned back to stare the window. At the other side, Yoongi was rooted at his chair. He definitely didn't know how to react but the firework on his heart couldn't stop blasting, making him feel a strange mixed feeling of nervous, scared, relieved but to top it all, he was happy. So happy.

"I'm sorry.." she whispered.

Yoongi frowned at that. "What is that for?"

"Bringing you back to the pit of problems. I should just leave you alone at that bar that night" she replied, eyes kept sticking to the night sky at the outside of window.

"If it makes me stick with you forever than I don't mind at all"

"Wha-"

"We have had enough drama in our complicated life, from facing each other hormonal emo phases to experience a fricking paranormal phenomenon which still remain a mystery for me. So why.. why don't we face this new phase together hand in hand? You, me, and this little peanut."

"Yoongi-"

"I know, it's too much. I also find it too sudden and unexpected. God, we're just met weeks ago after seven years, and that was a very awkward moments. Our current relationship is far from that lovey dovey thing, nah scratch that, we're not even a couple or whatsoever." Yoongi said. "But how if.. we try and work things out?" He asked.

"I-"

"Allow me to take care the both of you," Yoongi dropped his final words. That's it. That's the major reason why he came this night. "I'll bring my parents to meet yours as soon as you discharge from here, yeah?" He added.

Soomin obviously wasn't ready for this, as Yoongi said it was so unexpected but she was also afraid to face this new phase alone. Now that Yoongi even brought up this talk made her scared even more. She couldn't help to think that he's doing this just because he had the obligation to do, just like the time when he did years ago.

"Guilty, is that the reason why you bothered to-"

"Did you even listen to my words a couple minutes ago?" Yoongi snarled. "I'm willing to do this because I want to. Not because of guilty, not because of our parents, even not because of you. I did this because I want to. Selfish much? Yes I am. I'm selfishly asked you to spend your life with me because I want to." He said. "Now, will you allow me to do so?"

Silence took the room once again. Her fingers could not stop fidgeting and mind totally wandering outside her head. She gave him a ten minutes of silent before she finally replied. "Please do.." She lowly said while looking at her fingers that tightly clutched the comforted covered her laps. Smiled in relieved, Yoongi brought his hand to gently ruffle her hair. "Thank you" He said.

"Having the time of your life, Hyung?"

Chill suddenly creeped on his spine when the unforgettable deep husky voice echoed around the ward. His hand froze at Soomin's hair while he swap the room with his eyes. There he was, sitting crisscrossed so comfortably at the end of Soomin's bed, facing the couple as he put a fake ass smile on his sterner face.

The unamused brother. Kim Taehyung.

Shook his head when Yoongi about to say something, Taehyung raised one of his eyebrows while resting his chin on the top of his hands. "So, that's what actually happened" the brother said. Stretched both of his hands up, Taehyung groaned before staring at the baffled man and said "oh, how much I want to rip your head off"

He unconsciously shudder which made Soomin looked at him and frowned at his stoic face. "What's wrong?" She asked. "That's - don't you-" he stuttered as he looked back at Taehyung that was now putting his finger on his mouth.

"I'll wait outside" He jumped out of the bed in such elegant way and winked to him before snapping his finger and *puff* he's gone. He gasped and snapped his head back to Soomin who was looking at him, confused.

Wait..Didn't she see him?!

"Yoongi? What's wrong?" She asked.

"N-Nothing" he replied, grabbed her hands tightly as if it was the last time he could do that.

This is it. This is trully the end of me. He thought.

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