On my second day at Lake Powell, I bundled up in my heavy winter coat, hooked up Rizzo's leash, and we went exploring on a trail that led us up the red rock cliffs surrounding the lake. We were just heading back into the resort at Wahweap, when I saw a familiar figure climbing out of a car out front. He leaned back into the car to say something to the driver. I almost tripped as I watched him. That would have been embarrassing. I don't think that I realized until then, just how much I missed him. Rizzo didn't wait. He tugged on his leash so hard that I had to let go. Then he ran to Hoseok and jumped on him, almost knocking his bags down, and almost tackling him to the ground in his excitement at seeing him.

When I got to the footpath that led to the main door, he picked up Rizzo's leash and turned to look at me, a smile spreading over his beautiful lips as he walked to me, pulling me into a tight hug.

"Gongjunim," he breathed into my neck. He took a deep breath and released it. It kinda seemed like he hadn't done so since I left.

I know the feeling.

"Hi, Hoseok," I said as I pulled back from him, reached for the leash, and headed to the doors that led inside.

"Ellie?" he called out, following me. His voice sounded confused. I don't know why. Did he expect me to just be okay? Just like that? As if nothing had happened?

Nah, bro. Not happening. Well....In all honesty, I was fine. I had made the decision to forgive him. But he didn't need to know that, just yet.

"Yes, Hoseok?" I was making a point to use his given name instead of his nickname.

"I guess I kind of-" he shook his head. "No. Nevermind. I'm just happy to see you."

Instead of going inside, I took the footpath past the doors and around the side of the building, where there was a boat launch that wasn't being used, since it was the middle of winter. It gave us a beautiful view of the lake.

"Woah..."

I looked over as he walked up to stand next to me. "It's beautiful, isn't it?" I asked him. "I love it here."

"How many times have you been here before?" He asked me.

"This is the first time."

He turned to look at me. "You just happened upon it?"

I shook my head, "I drove and drove, something kept telling me that this was the right direction. When I got to Arizona, I went to check out the visitor's center, and saw pictures and a map of the lake, and something just felt like this is where I was supposed to come. So I did."

"That's interesting," he told me. "I can see why you love it, though."

"Yeah...and you haven't even seen the half of it," I told him. "This place is huge. I went out on a tour boat yesterday. I couldn't believe it. It was cold, but so beautiful"

"That sounds like fun," he said.

"Good," I said, then turned and smiled at him. "Because when you texted me to tell me that you'd be here today, I booked us a dinner cruise for tonight."

He did that cute, little puppy head tilt thing that I loved. "You did? That sounds like a date, El."

"It is," I told him. "Look, Hoseok...I can't say that I'm not still upset about what happened. I am. I don't like being made a fool of. I've always been that person that got picked on. I wasn't skinny enough or pretty enough, and I was a target. That's what it felt like to me."

He reached for my hand, and I didn't pull it away. He looked down at the ground. "I had no idea, Ellie. I'm so sorry that that happened to you. And I'm sorry that we made you feel like that again. But it was before we knew you. We never would have made that bet now that we've been around you."

"But your friends..."

"They like you, Ellie," he said. "I'm pretty sure that Yoongi would steal you away if given the chance. JK, too. He seems to adore you."

"I liked your friends. I really did," I said. "But hearing the way that they were talking about me..."

"They regret it," he told me. "Jimin pointed out to us that we aren't the type of guys who usually treat people like that. Even the bet was unlike us. We're normally fairly decent people. They really want the chance to make it up to you. "

"I would be too embarrassed to be around them after what happened," I told him. "I'm really too embarrassed by what happened to even be around you, but I missed you, and I'm weak."

"I missed you, too," he said, then he turned away from the lake to look at me. "Why do you say that you are 'weak'?"

"Because I can't stay away from you," I said. I was staring at his chest and not his face. "Even after what happened, all I want is to be with you, Hoseok."

He pulled me into his arms, wrapping one arm around my waist and the other around my shoulders and holding me as close to his body as our heavy winter coats would allow. "All that I want is to be with you too, Eloise. I want to fix this." He pulled back just enough that he could look down at me without letting me go. "I still want to marry you."

"To win the bet?"

He frowned and shook his head. "Of course not. That is over and done with."

"Who won?"

He frowned again, his perfect eyebrows furrowing together. "Nobody. We agreed that we all lost."

"And what was it that the loser would have to do?"

"Uhh...we have to wear a dress on stage at our next concert," he said.

"So nobody has to do that now?" I asked. That would have been hilarious.

He shook his head. "No, El. We all have to do it now."

He looked so serious that I couldn't help but giggle. "Really?" He nodded. "So you're telling me that, at your next show, all seven members of BTS are going to wear a dress on stage?" He had to be joking.

"Yes, ma'am. We are."

The mental picture of this made me laugh even more. "Oh I can't wait to see that."

"Does..." He cleared his throat and looked into my eyes. "Does that mean that you want to be there? With me?"

I looked at him for a moment. My eyes roamed over his face. His white-blonde hair. His oddly sexy forehead and his gorgeous grayish-brown eyes. His high cheekbones and the straight line of his nose. His perfect ears, and his beautiful mouth.

I sighed.

I was hurt. My feelings, my pride, my self-esteem.

But I loved this man. I couldn't give him up. And he seemed to really regret what had happened. He wouldn't go back to South Korea, even when I told him to. He wouldn't give up hope that I would forgive him. He still wanted to be with me. He came all the way to Arizona for me.

What I had told him was true: I was weak for him, and I don't think that there is anything that will change that.

I leaned up and pressed my lips to his. He pulled back in surprise, looking back and forth between my eyes. Then he wrapped his arms around my waist and hauled me up against him as he leaned down to kiss me again, harder, more urgent. He darted his tongue out to slide along my bottom lip, and I parted them to let out a breathy moan. He took the opportunity to slide his tongue into my mouth.

God I missed him. He was my home. There was no way in Hell that I could let this man go.

I pulled back from the kiss and looked up at him. "Hobi..."

He smiled as I finally used his nickname. "Yes, Princess?"

"I love you."

His smile got even brighter as he pulled me back into a hug. "I love you too, Ellie."

I leaned away again so that I could look at him. "But I don't want you to think that it's because I found out who you are. I already loved you long before I had ever heard of J-Hope or BTS. And I'm not forgiving you because of that, either. I've been thinking about what the guys texted me, and what you've been saying, too. I guess that some of it makes sense. You didn't know me when all of that started. I...I don't want to be mad at you. I love you. All I want is to be with you. YOU. Jung Hoseok. Not J-Hope."

"I know that, sweetheart," he said, reaching up to tuck a strand of hair behind my ear. "I didn't think that that was why."

"And I didn't think that you would," I told him. "But since I know now...I just felt the need to say it."

He graced me with one of his bright sunshine smiles. "Thank you."

"For what?" I asked him.

"For telling me where you were. For letting me come see you. For forgiving me, or at least starting to. For loving me. For not caring about who the rest of the world thinks that I am. For knowing the real me." After he said this, he leaned in and kissed me again. "Because you have no idea how much I love you, Eloise. How much I need you. I was a complete wreck without you. You are my home."

I giggled at him.

"Why are you laughing?"

I reached up to touch his cheek. "I'm laughing because I literally just had that same thought. You are my home, Hobi."

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A/N: I can't keep the drama going long. I just want my characters to be happy! I'm trying to get the...good part done, but it's not coming easy to me. So you might have to be patient. 

Who else is waiting for the Artist made collection by Hobi? What do we think that he created? I really want the necklaces that Yoongi created, but I also want to save my money. I could never afford both. I saw somebody say that if Jimin doesn't create his own line of earrings, people are going to be seriously disappointed. I'm already disappointed that Yoongi didn't make wireless earbuds that whispered 'Suga" every time you turn them on. 

Here is your dose of sunshine. I hope that he makes your day brighter!