The Pains of Our Yesterdays
The Pains of Our Yesterdays
J- The Pains of Our Yesterdays Epilogue- Each Other
Okay everyone, the epilogue is officially here; the last part of my crazy story. I hope it has just the right amount of fluff mixed with Jimin, lol. But, anyway, for those who don't read to the end comments, I just want to thank you all for sticking with me this entire story. I'm glad I wrote something people could enjoy. Thank you for being my motivation to keep writing, even when I didn't feel like it anymore. I love you guys for real. Thank you to all of you who are reading, liking, clipping, following, and commenting. Disclaimer: Many of the characters aside from BTS are made up and BTS themselves are not BTS in this story. And, of course, I don't know the BTS boys personally so their personalities are probably mostly fictional. Please let me know if you would like to be tagged or untagged. The Pains of Our Yesterdays Beginning: Chapter 1 Previous: Jimin- Chapter 28 Warning: May contain mild language. Some sensuality. ********************************************* Four years later “I swear to God, Jimin. If you tell me what to do one more time, I’m gonna scratch your eyes out!” SooJin yelled. “Mr. Park, please stop antagonizing your wife,” the nurse berated. “And Mrs. Park, please stay calm.” “Calm?!” SooJin screeched. “Is this crazy woman telling me—aaaaauuuggghhhh!!!” “Mrs. Park,” the doctor spoke calmly, “your husband is right, we need you to keep pushing.” “I am!” SooJin yelled back. “I’m just tired—Jeeeeeesus. It hurts so much!” “I know, baby,” Jimin cooed, leaning down to her ear and holding her hand. “I know. But I’m right here with you, okay? I’m right here. I’m not leaving.” “You better not,” she whimpered. Jimin smiled causing SooJin to let out a smile that quickly twisted back into pain as she screamed again. Jimin fought to keep from showing how strongly she was crushing his hand. Taking that pain was the least he could do for his wife. She screamed again before going limp, almost passing out. “SooJin? SooJin, stay with me, you can do this.” “No, I can’t. I’m so tired.” The nurse indicated for Jimin to keep talking to her. “Yes you can, I know you can. You’ve been through worse pain than this. You can handle it. You’re the strongest woman I know.” “Jimin…” “Mrs. Park, we need you to push again. You’re almost finished.” SooJin closed and opened her eyes slowly. Jimin wiped away the sweat pouring down her forehead. “It’s almost done, SooJin. It’s almost done. Just a little bit more. I know you can do it. I’m sorry it was too late for the epidural, but I know you can do this even so. Just squeeze my hand and push.” SooJin looked to the ceiling. A scream ripping out of her throat as she was forced to push again. “One more, Mrs. Park! One more!” SooJin kept panting. Jimin squeezed her hand. “You’ve got this, babe. I love you.” “I love you too, Jimin. We’re never having sex again.” Jimin couldn’t help the startled look on his face. SooJin let out a weak chuckle. “I’m just kidding. Just, next pregnancy, you’re getting me here early enough to get an epidural.” Jimin laughed. “Yes, dear wife.” SooJin let out one more elongated screamed. “That’s it!” the nurse yelled. “That’s it. You’re finished.” A second later, they heard the baby start crying. Both Jimin and SooJin started crying in relief. “Do you want to cut the cord? Jimin looked at SooJin and they smiled. He let go of her hand. As soon as he saw the baby, he froze in awe. This was their baby, their precious baby, born from their love. The nurse held out the scissors and directed him where to cut; Jimin cut it. After the cord was tied, and the baby was partly cleaned, they began their assessment. After they finished, one nurse brought the baby over to SooJin while another unbuttoned SooJin’s gown to allow the baby more skin contact. They gently tucked a blanket around the baby they placed on SooJin’s chest. Their little girl was so small and precious, Jimin was afraid to touch her. The baby was still crying, so Jimin began to sing to her. She immediately stopped crying. Jimin let out a small sob and continued singing. “Can we have a few minutes?” SooJin asked the staff. They readily obliged and told her they would be back in a few minutes to perform the last assessment. “She’s so beautiful,” Jimin said, his voice still full of awe. “She is,” SooJin confirmed. They were quiet as they reveled in the presence of their new family member. A nurse came back a short time later to perform the last assessment. She wrapped the baby and then asked if Jimin wanted to hold her. “O-of course.” Jimin hesitantly walked over. He was so afraid of messing up. The nurse placed her in his arms and Jimin started crying again. She looked so much like her mother. The baby let out small noises, but didn’t start crying. Jimin gently patted the bundle as he walked over. He showed SooJin their baby. SooJin let him hold her for a few minutes before holding her arms out weakly. Jimin transferred the baby from chest to chest to compensate for SooJin’s tiredness. Their baby just looked up at them. “She looks like she’s trying to figure out who we are,” Jimin commented. “She does, doesn’t she?” SooJin smiled down at her and they could swear she smiled back. “She just smiled, right?” “I think so,” Jimin laughed. “Our beautiful little Jiyoung…” he cooed. A few seconds later, she started to cry. Both of their eyes went wide thinking they’d done something wrong. “Sounds like she’s hungry,” the nurse said. SooJin’s eyes stayed wide. She’d practiced in classes, but that obviously wasn’t the same as doing it for real. The nurse chuckled. “I’ll show you.” “I’ll go tell everyone, ok?” Jimin suggested. SooJin nodded. “After I finish feeding her, they can come in, right?” she asked the nurse. “That’ll be fine, as long as they gown up and wear masks and only a couple at a time. But they shouldn’t hold her yet. And we have more tests to perform and the usual bath and such. And you need your rest.” Jimin left to the waiting room. Everyone stood up when he entered. “How’s my sister, how’s the baby?” Jin crowded him. Both his and SooJin’s parents were right there as well. “She’s fine, just tired and in pain. There was a little more bleeding than normal, but they said she’ll be fine. And the baby… she’s beautiful. SooJin is feeding her right now and then you guys can come in.” Everyone took the waiting time to congratulate Jimin. Later, a nurse came and informed them that they could start coming in. Jimin waited in the room with SooJin as people came and went. First, SooJin’s parents, then Jimin’s, then Jin and his girlfriend of three years, and then SooJin’s aunt and her husband. After that, Hoseok went in with his girlfriend of two years, Jungkook and JiEun, who had been engaged for a year now, then Yoongi with his now wife, Namjoon and HyeMi (who were now married), Taehyung and his girlfriend of six months, and finally SunYung and MinJu. Other family members, knowing how crowded it would be, would visit them once they were back home. Two days after the birth of their daughter, Jimin, SooJin, and their newborn went home. SooJin didn’t want a huge house, but she did want a lot of kids so Jimin and she had bought a nice, large (but not too large) four bedroom house. Jiyoung would stay with them in their room at night, but they still had a nursery set up for the other times of the day and when she got older. Beautiful pink was splashed everywhere in the nursery. The two spent a day alone with their baby before allowing visitors. After that, everything went so fast. SooJin went back to work a few months later. Most of her work was able to be done from home, except for the home visits she did for the kids she was assigned to. She had graduated early and her passion and talent did not go unrecognized for long. She had been hired and had barely started working when she found out she was pregnant. She and Jimin hadn’t planned on getting pregnant so soon after his discharge, but that didn’t mean they weren’t happy about the news. And now they were even happier than they could have imagined, even if the baby did mean less sleep and time to themselves. Whenever SooJin had a day where she had to work away from home, Jimin’s mom and SooJin’s mom would take turns to take care of the baby. Jimin was working towards being capable of taking over his father’s business. But he still left work as soon as it ended to come home to his family. Any extra work he had, he took care of at home. It was better to work at home with a lot of distractions than to work at work knowing his family was at home alone. Everyone had their own lives, but they still stayed close. After the house had emptied out, Jin sold it and bought a smaller house to start his family. Life was like a dream. Everyone found their person, their life, their purpose. They were taking over the family businesses, settling down, starting (or continuing) their families, and taking control of their own lives. Five years later, Christmas evening. “Jiyoung! Can you let everyone know we’re gonna start opening presents?” “Yes, mommy!” Jiyoung yelled back and then raced to the kitchen. “Mommy said it’s time to open presents.” The other younger children screamed with happiness and ran, or tripped, towards the living room. The parents followed closely behind them, laughing. Taehyung helped his very pregnant wife into one of the chairs. Hoseok’s three-year-old son, Daehyun, and Yoongi’s four-year-old son, SiAhn, fought with each other over who got to give Jiyoung her present first. SooJin and Jimin’s two-year-old son, Sangyoung, decided to solve the problem by sitting on his sister’s lap. She fawned over her little brother as she did all the time. The two other boys pouted. Jin’s three-year-old son, YongJin, held the hand of Namjoon and HyeMi’s three year old daughter, Sora. JiEun held their barely-one-year-old daughter, Lina, while Jungkook had his arms around the both of them. Present opening time was full of excitement, happiness, yelling, screaming, squealing, and pretty much any other noises little children could make. While the kids played with their new toys, the adults unwrapped their (mostly gag gift) presents from each other. Phone cameras were active practically the whole day. Jimin and SooJin and Namjoon and HyeMi surprised everyone with their news of being pregnant yet again. The night went long and, as the kids started to fall asleep, the parents began to reminisce as they did every year. “These kids are gonna be as close as their parents were when we were younger,” Hoseok said as he sat down next to SooJin. “I hope so. When they decide that they’re old enough to ‘move out and make their own decisions’, I want them to get a huge house where they’ll all live together. I want them to be able to have each other to lean on.” Hoseok squeezed her hand. “They’ll have each other.” Then he chuckled. “It looks like the kids are gonna have a battle for each other’s hearts. If they stay this close, I mean.” “Another generation of that, huh?” “Yeah. I don’t remember this, but my parents said that when they used to bring us together for the few times they did, all of us used to fight over who was going to get to marry you or JiEun.” “Really?” “Really,” Jin confirmed as he sat down on the other side of her. “I remember that. I remember that I would sit on one side of you and they would have rock, paper, scissors battles over who got the other seat. If Namjoon got the spot, he’d sit there and Yoongi would sit next to JiEun and if neither of them did, they’d surround JiEun so no one could sit by her.” The other two started laughing. “What’s so funny?” Taehyung asked as he came over, drawn by their laughter. “We were just talking about the few times when our parents brought us together and how you guys used to fight over who got to sit by them and who was going to marry them.” “I don’t remember that.” “Oh! I remember one time, you and Jungkook fought over who was going to marry JiEun. JiEun picked you and Jungkook got so upset that he threw a huge fit. He said something along the lines of ‘That’s fine. I don’t wanna marry a stupid, ugly girl anyway’. JiEun started crying and Namjoon punched him. I don’t remember what happened after that.” Jimin pulled more chairs over so everyone could sit in an almost circle. “What happened with SooJin then?” Jimin asked, pretending to not particularly care. “Mmm… Maybe I shouldn’t say.” “Definitely say it then, oppa,” JiEun cut in. “I’m not sure the wives will want to hear it…” The women started laughing and encouraged him to share. “Okay, well, it was Taehyung and Jungkook focused on JiEun, Namjoon liked a girl from school, though he would still try to sit by SooJin, Yoongi kind of didn’t bother with any of it,” everyone laughed “and Hoseok and Jimin used to fight over SooJin.” “And…” “And SooJin followed Yoongi around the whole time.” “Eh?! Why don’t I remember any of this?!” Jimin exclaimed. Everyone cracked up and Yoongi shrugged his shoulders. “I vaguely remember that,” Yoongi admitted. “She said you guys were too loud and she liked that I didn’t talk much.” “Traitor,” Jimin huffed, crossing his arms. SooJin laughed and moved to sit on Jimin’s lap. She wrapped her arms around his neck. Jimin pouted and turned away. SooJin chuckled and whispered in his ear, “And yet, whose bed am I in every night?” Jimin looked at her with darker eyes. “Mine,” he almost growled. SooJin smirked. “Then I guess you win in the end. And that’s all that matters.” When it was finally late enough, everyone headed for home. SooJin and Jimin got ready for bed and checked on the kids. Jiyoung had her own room, just as she asked for, and, since she couldn’t bear to be away from her brother, Sangyoung shared a room with her. The parents stood next to the floor bed and looked down at their kids. Jiyoung slept on her side with one armed draped over her little brother, protecting him even in his sleep. The two went back to their bed. SooJin laid peacefully in Jimin’s embrace. One of his hands stayed on her belly. She wasn’t showing yet, but he wanted to let that baby know he was there. “You know that promise I made on our wedding day?” Jimin asked. “Which one?” “The one where I said I would make you the happiest woman in the world and that I would make all the pains from your past disappear.” “Ah, that one,” she teased. She gave him a quick peck on the lips. “Yes, I remember that.” “Have I kept that promise?” SooJin looked at him with an ‘are you really asking me that’ expression. “Have I?” “Of course you have.” She snuggled into his chest. “I’ve only been happy since we’ve been married. Aside from that stupid broad.” SooJin made a face as she remembered that woman who tried to create a scandal saying she was having an affair with Jimin. SooJin never believed it for a second, and she still wouldn’t have, even if the techs hadn’t been able to prove that the picture was photoshopped. “She made such a fuss.” Jimin held her tighter. “Thanks for standing by me. Even with everything that people said. Thank you for believing in me…” “There’s nowhere else I would rather stand than by your side. I’ll always believe you.” SooJin turned her head up and kissed him, trying to convey all of her love for him. Then she turned him on his back and straddled him. “I-Is it safe to do this?” Jimin stuttered. SooJin chuckled and captured his lips in a brief, but passionate, kiss. “Don’t worry, I checked with the doctor, again. And like the last two times, she recommended it; she just said to not be rough. Even better than that, you don’t have to worry about a condom, though that obviously didn’t help this time anyway.” SooJin bent over to let her mouth linger next to Jimin’s ear. She could feel him already getting excited. “And you already know that I’m probably going to get reaaallly needy over the next few months. So you better be able to keep up.” She nipped his ear. Jimin immediately responding by flipping their positions. “Me keep up? You know that’s never been a problem.” He attacked her neck and she began to moan. SooJin shoved him off when she saw a sliver of light appear on the wall. “What—“ Jimin started. “What’s the matter, sweetie?” SooJin called to their daughter. The door opened more and both of the kids, holding hands, were highlighted by the hallway light. “Sangyoung’s thirsty,” Jiyoung replied, rubbing her eyes. “Alright sweetie. Let’s get him something to drink,” she said as she got up, putting on her robe. The kids walked to the kitchen. SooJin quickly kneeled down on the bed and went back down to Jimin’s ear, grasping his half-hard member gently over the covers. “Don’t worry, I’m not done with you yet.” Jimin fell back onto the pillow with a moan. “Like putty in my hands.” Jimin looked at her with dark eyes. “I’ll show you who’s putty,” he warned. “Please do…” Through everything they had dealt with, all the mess and pain and suffering and wandering in darkness, they had found their lives. SooJin had everything she could have ever hoped or dreamed for. The past was behind them and only the future lay in front, waiting to be explored. All their fears they’d had so long ago had dissipated as life showed them that it could, in fact, be kind. The bonds of family and friendship tied them all together. And just as their generation had each other in times of hardship and happiness, all of their children would have each other. In times of love and loss, within the group or outside of it, sharing happiness or pain, they would be there for each other. And that was something humans only dared to hope for. ****************************************** Okay, I know the ending was a bit cheesy, but I just couldn't help it. I wanted to wrap it up nice and prettily. I really hope you enjoyed it. I really did love writing this story (for the most part). Thank you again for everyone who read this story and commented, liked it, etc. It helped me to keep with it. And please don't be afraid to tell me if you think I screwed something up or if there was something I could've done better. I really like hearing people's opinions because I'm the only one editing my stories. Any imput (preferably constructive) is welcome. For those of you who would like to go back and check out how it would've gone with Hoseok, click here for chapter 17, the one right before the split in case you need a refresher. Or click here for chapter 18, which is the first Hoseok specific chapter. Or you can click here to start at the beginning again for a complete refresher. Or if you're content with your choice, then I'll leave it here. Thank you all again, and I'll see you soon when I make a general announcement for my next story. Or if a one-shot catches my attention, lol. LOVE YOU!!! Thank you @Mavis2478 for the story. This story was basically entirely your idea. I just tweaked it a bit and wrote it into chapters. I wouldn't have been able to write this if you hadn't messaged me about it, so thank you. I hope I was able to bring it to life the way you hoped I would and I really hope I didn't disappoint. Tag List @AdeleLynn @Mavis2478 @mrsax2018 @JaxomB @chisom756 @Izzy987 @NadineEsquivel @LunaFergus @VKookie47 @dreemer13 @KittenFear @JadeOwens @KeraDelatorre @YessicaCardenas Bruh Squad @CrookedShadow @StarlightV @twistedpuppy @ElleHolley @narutobandgeek
H- The Pains of Our Yesterdays Epilogue- No Matter What
Okay everyone, here's the final part of this story, the epilogue. I hope it's fluffy enough while not being too cheesy. Okay, cheesy is alright, lol. But, anyway, for those who don't read to the end comments, I just want to thank you all for sticking with me this entire story. I'm glad I wrote something people could enjoy. Thank you for being my motivation to keep writing, even when I didn't feel like it anymore. I love you guys for real. Thank you to all of you who are reading, liking, clipping, following, and commenting. Disclaimer: Many of the characters aside from BTS are made up and BTS themselves are not BTS in this story. And, of course, I don't know the BTS boys personally so their personalities are probably mostly fictional. Please let me know if you would like to be tagged or untagged. The Pains of Our Yesterdays Beginning: Chapter 1 Previous: Hoseok- Chapter 28 Warning: May contain mild language. Some sensuality. ************************************************** Two years later SooJin fidgeted with her hands. She looked in the mirror and tried adjusting the dress that didn’t need adjusting. Again. “Unnie,” JiEun groaned in annoyance for the 100th time that day. “It looks perfect, stop messing with it.” “But, don’t you think—“ “Unnie, it’s perfect. You’re perfect. You look beautiful and Hoseok is going to think so as well. Stop fussing.” “But—“ “No ‘but’s. Look at me.” JiEun grabbed her hands. “Trust me. He’s going to think he’s seen an angel.” HyeMi came in. “Alright, it’s about to start. Are you ready?” A moment of panic settled on SooJin and she started tearing up. “Oh, dear, don’t cry. You’re gonna mess up your makeup. Look, you’re supposed to get emotional, but at least wait till you’re walking out or Hoseok’s gonna think something’s wrong. Trust me, you can do this. You have to. I’m using you as a reference for my turn.” “Me too,” JiEun added. Yoongi’s wife came in. “They’re ready. Are you ready SooJin?” SooJin took in a shaky breath and HyeMi gently patted her arm. “I’m ready,” she finally said. As much as she was nervous, she was also crazily ecstatic. This was the day that would change her life once again. Because they were Maid of Honor and bridesmaids, the girls had to leave SooJin alone to go to the front. SooJin waited just around the corner while the wedding director moved the flower girls, her aunt’s two daughters, and the ring bearer, SunYung’s four-year-old son into place. The door opened and the kids started down the aisle, giggling as they dropped flower petals in their path. SooJin’s breath caught in her throat. The director indicated for her to come over. The music started and the doors opened again. SooJin grew nervous again as she saw all eyes on her. She looked up to the front and saw her husband-to-be waiting for her, dressed handsomely in his tuxedo. Their eyes met and Hoseok face showed a combination of awe and elation. That was all SooJin needed to see. She smiled broadly at him and started walking down the aisle. Their eyes never left each other until she had to walk up the couple steps to the front. Hoseok held her hands the second she stood in front of him. “I know this can’t be real,” he said quietly to her, tears standing in his eyes, “because it’s not possible for one guy to get so damn lucky. You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve seen in my entire life.” “As unreal as having your perfect self in front of me, dressed in a tuxedo and getting ready to marry me is, it’s so unbelievably real. And if it wasn’t, I still would never want to wake up.” He leaned in. “The guys are betting which of us is going to cry first.” SooJin laughed and a few tears finally fell. She wiped at the tears just as Hoseok’s tears started to follow suit. “It’s pretty damn close.” “Are the bride and groom ready?” the officiator asked. They both laughed and nodded. The ceremony was beautiful and perfect. The small interruptions of the kids only added to the fun of the ceremony. Their vows were exchanged and, with the promises of ‘I do’, the two shared a kiss, signed their papers, and were officially married. The reception was in an adjoining building so they didn’t have to go far. The wedding was small, just the way the two wanted it to be. The people who attended were all family and friends. There was dinner, then cake. The two made an extra effort to shove the first pieces of cake all over the other’s mouth making everyone laugh. When that finished, it was time for their first dance as husband and wife. Hoseok held out his hand to his new bride and she gladly took it. He swept her out to the open floor. With his hands on her waist and hers on his shoulders, the music started. Jin was their singer; he had such a beautiful voice. Only a minute in and the two gave up the more formal dancing. SooJin slid her arms around Hoseok’s abdomen and rested her head against his chest. Even with the music, she could hear his heart beating. It was the most beautiful sound she’d ever heard and she got to hear it every morning since they’d moved out together. “I can’t believe I can finally call you my wife,” Hoseok told her, his voice rumbling through his chest and into SooJin’s ears. “I can’t believe I can finally call you my husband. It doesn’t seem possible to be this happy.” “No it doesn’t, my beautiful bride.” The song ended and the hired band started playing. A tap on his shoulder caused Hoseok to turn. Mr. Kim stood there. “May I dance with my daughter?” “Of course,” Hoseok replied. He gently pulled away from SooJin and she took her turn to dance with her father. Jin took his turn to dance, then Jimin (who had managed to get leave from his military duties), then the others. Between all the guys asking to dance with her, Hoseok didn’t get a chance to dance with his wife for another few songs. He was happy when he got to dance with her again. Another two songs and SooJin was ready to sit down for a bit. Even though it was small, the reception was full of life. It was a real party and SooJin was so happy to see everyone together and enjoying themselves. She missed the excitement and insanity they used to enjoy when they all lived together. The reception eventually ended and everyone reluctantly parted ways. Hoseok and SooJin would leave for their honeymoon the next day, but first, Hoseok had a surprise for her. He made her keep the blindfold on so she couldn’t tell where he was taking her. They reached the cabin and Hoseok carried SooJin in, bridal style, without removing the blindfold. It was the beginning of spring so no snow gave away their location. The sound of a roaring fire, which Hoseok had asked to be lit in advance, caught SooJin’s attention. “Where are we?” “You’ll see in just a second.” He set her down and turned her to face the open view of the lake. “Okay.” Then he removed the blindfold. SooJin gasped in surprise and tears welled up for the umpteenth time that night. “Oppa…” Hoseok wrapped his arms around his wife from behind and settled his chin on her shoulder. “Do you like the surprise?” “I love it! You know I do. We haven’t been here since the first time…” Her cheeks turned pink. “Truly a blushing bride,” Hoseok laughed. “Meanie.” Hoseok kissed the exposed skin at the crook of her neck. “Who, me?” SooJin hummed in agreement, already distracted by his touches. The alcohol was really working on her and right now all she could think about was how she really wanted him touching her just the way he’d touched her the first time. “What are you think about?” Hoseok asked, noticing the increase in her breathing rate. Everything about her sent blood rushing down below. “You know exactly what I’m thinking about—husband.” And with that, she pushed back against his already awaken lower half. Hoseok groaned and held her there. “You know just how to drive me crazy.” “And now you’re stuck with that.” With a loving smile he said, “I think I can handle that.” Three years later “Oppa!” SooJin yelled and waved her hands above the crowd. She slipped through an opening and managed to get through the front of the crowd. Hoseok’s face brightened up when he saw his beautiful wife waiting for him. Somehow, she looked even more beautiful than when he’d visited on leave for Jin’s wedding a few months previous. Hoseok passed through the gates. As soon as he was through, SooJin was right there waiting for him. “SooJin!” he yelled happily when she wrapped her arms around his neck. He dropped his military duffel, and wrapped his arms around her waist. “SooJin-ah…” And then he swooped down to capture her lips in a kiss. SooJin reveled in the feel of his lips against hers. She’d missed him so much. He broke the kiss and stared into her eyes, a loving smile on his face. “I’m back.” They hurried through the freezing temperatures to grab a taxi home. The two of them held hands the whole way. When they reached the house, SooJin bounded out happily, pulling Hoseok along behind her. As soon as he stepped through the doors, she turned to him and said, “You’re home.” “I’m home,” he confirmed. He kissed her again, gently pressing her against the closed doors. SooJin moaned and Hoseok began kissing down her neck. The heavy jacket was in his way, so he started to unzip it. SooJin quickly grabbed his hand. “Wait.” “S-Sorry. I didn’t—“ “Listen before you start apologizing,” she giggled. Hoseok nodded. SooJin guided him to the couch in the living room and sat him down. “I have a… surprise for you.” She bit her lip nervously and fidgeted with the zipper of the jacket. “What? Whatever it is, you don’t have to be so nervous.” “I just… I don’t know how you’ll feel about it since you just got out.” Hoseok encouraged her to tell him. SooJin let out a shaky breath and started unzipping the jacket. She dropped it to ground. Hoseok didn’t respond as he didn’t understand what he was supposed to see. SooJin walked up to him and grabbed his hands placing them under her shirt on her belly. At first, Hoseok was startled by her forwardness and still confused. And then he felt it, just barely. He didn’t care if SooJin had gained weight, she was beautiful no matter what. But that couldn’t possibly be why she was so concerned. He moved his hands to better feel the small bump. “Are you… Is this…” Hoseok started to ask hesitantly. SooJin bit her lip and nodded. “You’re… you’re pregnant?” SooJin bit harder and nodded again. Hoseok pulled the shirt up so he could see it. “You’re pregnant… you’re pregnant… we’re pregnant… We’re gonna have a baby!” Hoseok exclaimed in delight, startling SooJin. He stood up and pulled her into a tight hug. “We’re gonna have a baby! We’re gonna have a baby!” He kissed her and then let go. He started running down around the room, screaming the same thing. SooJin smiled broadly, tears slipping down her face. She had been worried about how he would take it, but he looked like the happiest person in the world. “AAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” he howled and then ran back to SooJin. “A baby! A baby!” “Yes, a baby, a baby! You sound like a crazy person,” she laughed. She was cut off when Hoseok pressed his lips to hers. She melted into the kiss. “I am a crazy person,” he muttered against her lips. “Crazy for you…” He deepened the kiss as he walked her back to the couch. “You’re so cheesy.” “You love me.” “Mmm, that I do.” He gently laid her down on the couch, their lips never parting. “Is it ok to have sex when you’re pregnant?” “Hell yes,” she murmured back, running her fingers through his hair. “Thank God,” he responded before pressing against her lips more firmly. The next day, everyone came by to see Hoseok. Hoseok’s parents, SooJin’s parents, Taehyung’s parents, and all the others with their significant others came. Hoseok was bursting at the seams to tell them the good news. When everyone was finally together, SooJin let him tell them about their pregnancy. Everyone congratulated them. When the uproar had died down and everyone had gone back to their conversations, Jimin came up to them. “Noona, hyung, congratulations.” “Thanks, Jimin,” they both responded. “And congratulations to you as well, Jiminie,” Hoseok told Jimin. “Thanks, hyung. She really makes me happy.” Jimin caught his now-fiancé’s attention and she came over. Jimin and Hoseok started talking with each other to let SooJin and Jessie talk together. Jessie was a former classmate of SooJin’s. SooJin had introduced Jessie to Jimin after Jimin finished his service and finally stopped being so self-conscious about himself. The two had hit it off immediately and, after almost two years together, he’d proposed to her just the week before. The two girls talked about plans she already started thinking about for the wedding. Jessie asked SooJin to be her Maid of Honor and SooJin happily agreed. Taehyung’s girlfriend of a year came over and chatted with them as well. A very pregnant JiEun waddled over to them and sat down close to join the conversation; her and Jungkook had married just the year before. Jin’s wife, Yoongi’s wife and their year-old son, and HyeMi and her two-year-old daughter came over. The men started joking about how scary it was when women congregated like that. They all made promises to meet together for Chuseok the next month. By then, there would be another member of their large family from Jungkook and JiEun’s side. They were reluctant to part ways, but it was getting late. Goodbyes were said and everyone left. After everyone left, Hoseok carried SooJin bridal style to their bedroom. Their long greeting the previous day wasn’t enough to make up for the two years of barely getting to see each other. It was amazing that the two had even been together long enough for SooJin to get pregnant. And while everything had been fast and desperate the day before, they could now take their time with each other. The moans, groans, and so many other noises of pleasure were swallowed by the thick walls of their room. Five years later Once again, they all gathered together for Korean New Year. By this time, their families had grown. Hoseok carried his one-year-old twin girls around as they would whine whenever he put them down. SooJin was talking to HyeMi and Jessie about HyeMi’s third child that would be popping out in a few months. SooJin kept an eye on her son and Jimin’s almost four-year-old daughter who were holding hands while laughing hysterically at Taehyung and Jungkook’s wrestling match. Jungkook’s daughter was watching over Taehyung’s wife who was holding her six-month-old. Yoongi’s oldest was just like his father and sat quietly while watching the adults. Yoongi’s only other child, a two-year-old girl, played ‘dolls vs monsters’ with Jin’s two-year-old girl. JaeSeok, SooJin’s son ran up to his mom with Jina, Jimin’s daughter, in tow. “Mommy!” he yelled to get her attention. “Yes, Jae?” “Jina and me are married now.” “Is that so?” SooJin asked with a laugh. “Yeah! We kissed, so now we’re married!” The women burst out laughing. “Sweetie, that’s not how it works,” Jessie told him. “Nuhuh! I even gave her a ring.” With a beaming smile, Jina showed her mom the gacha machine ring. “See, mommy? We’re married,” Jina told her mom. “And we’re gonna be happy just like you and daddy and Aunt SooJin and Uncle Hoseok!” “Jina…” Jina huffed and turned away from her mom who was apparently refusing to acknowledge her obviously completely real marriage to JaeSeok. “C’mon, oppa. Let’s show our daddies. They’ll be happy.” The two walked off swinging their arms. The women started laughing again. “She’s a snarky, clever little thing just like her mom,” HyeMi said. “Oh, no. She definitely gets that from her father,” Jessie responded. SooJin looked at her. “You both are exactly the same.” The women burst into laughter. They heard Jimin’s voice arguing with his daughter about how she couldn’t marry yet and it made them laugh harder. “He’s gonna be a super protective dad when she’s a teenager.” “Yeah, but he’s also a daughter’s fool.” Hoseok came over still carrying the girls. “They want you again,” he laughed. “Come here,” SooJin held her arms out. The girls squealed in delight and practically threw themselves into her arms. Once there, they held their arms out for their dad again. Everyone was laughing at the sight. Hoseok picked them up again and they tried to go back to SooJin. “Stay with daddy. I’m gonna set the food out, okay, babies?” “Nomnom, nomnom, nomnom,” they started chanting enthusiastically. SooJin went to the kitchen where Jin was already setting up the tables. “Oppa.” She hugged her brother. “Yes, little sister.” “I love you.” “I love you, too, silly.” SooJin smiled at the old pet name. “Thanks for helping out. I super appreciate it.” “Anything for my sister.” SooJin smiled again and helped. “Dinner’s ready!” SooJin called out a short time later. The house was full of the sounds of children squealing happily. The older kids helped the young ones to the table and their respective parents helped them into their highchairs. SooJin surveyed the fluid movements of the large collective family. That’s what they all were; family. And their kids would grow up together just like their parents. They would have each other’s backs and would protect each other. They would, of course, have arguments and fights, but they would always be there for each other. One huge net to catch them when they fell. Maybe they would fall in love in a similar fashion to their current crushes, maybe it would be someone else, or maybe it would be someone outside the circle. But anyway you looked at it, they would have each other. Their pains would be shared and so would their love. No matter what, they had each other. ****************************************************************** So, what'd you think? A good enough epilogue? I hope so. I hope you really enjoyed it. Thank you again for everyone who read this story and commented, liked it, etc. It helped me to keep with it. And please don't be afraid to tell me if you think I screwed something up or if there was something I could've done better. I really like hearing people's opinions because I'm the only one editing my stories. Any imput (preferably constructive) is welcome. FYI, so glad I did a final edit. I was checking and noticed I started writing the name of my next character instead of SooJin's name. It's a problem when you're trying to write two stories at once, lol. For those of you who would like to go back and check out how it would've gone with Jimin, click here for chapter 17, the one right before the split in case you need a refresher. Or click here for chapter 18, which is the first Jimin specific chapter. Or you can click here to start at the beginning again for a complete refresher. Or if you're content with your choice, then I'll leave it here. Thank you all again, and I'll see you soon when I make a general announcement for my next story. Or if a one-shot catches my attention, lol. LOVE YOU!!! Thank you @Mavis2478 for the story. This story was basically entirely your idea. I just tweaked it a bit and wrote it into chapters. I wouldn't have been able to write this if you hadn't messaged me about it, so thank you. I hope I was able to bring it to life the way you hoped I would and I really hope I didn't disappoint. Tag List @AdeleLynn @Mavis2478 @mrsax2018 @JaxomB @chisom756 @Izzy987 @NadineEsquivel @LunaFergus @VKookie47 @dreemer13 @KittenFear @JadeOwens @KeraDelatorre @YessicaCardenas Bruh Squad @CrookedShadow @StarlightV @twistedpuppy @ElleHolley @narutobandgeek
J- The Pains of Our Yesterdays C28- Please Do
Hi, everyone! The last official chapter is now out! There's still an Epilogue, but this is basically the end. I hope you enjoy these last parts! Thank you to all of you who are reading, liking, clipping, following, and commenting. Disclaimer: Many of the characters aside from BTS are made up and BTS themselves are not BTS in this story. And, of course, I don't know the BTS boys personally so their personalities are probably mostly fictional. Please let me know if you would like to be tagged or untagged. The Pains of Our Yesterdays Beginning: Chapter 1 Previous: Jimin- Chapter 27 Next: Warning: May contain mild language. Suggestive content. *********************************************** SooJin POV “Noona!” I was watching JiEun beat the daylights out of Jin, Jungkook, and Namjoon on Super Smash Bros Brawl when I heard Taehyung call for me. “What?” I called to him, unable to take my eyes off the awesome sight of JiEun putting them in their place. Tell us again that women aren’t as good as men at videogames. “There’s a woman at the front gate. She’s looking for you. She started saying Jiyoung’s name.” I immediately looked to him. Who would be looking for me while calling me Jiyoung’s name? Unless it was someone I knew from before. I jumped up and joined Taehyung at the monitor. As soon as I saw her, I froze. “Auntie…” I ran as fast as I could. My aunt was here. I had to see here. I had to catch her before she changed her mind. I barely noticed when my hip clipped one of the machines in the room. I just had to get to the gate. I was fumbling with the locks on the front door when someone grabbed my arm. “What’s going on?” I looked at Jin’s worried face. “What’s wrong?” Jimin followed. “That’s my aunt—or I guess, Jiyoung’s aunt. But we—I—we were looking for her. And she’s here!” “There’s no one there.” Yoongi’s words stopped me cold. She couldn’t leave! I moved over to the monitor next to the front door and pressed the talk button. “Please don’t leave!” I pleaded desperately. “Please don’t leave!” I cried again. But my words were heard only by the wind. I ran outside, tears streaming down my face. She couldn’t leave again! I saw the taillights of a car pulling away from the gate. “Auntie!” I screamed as I ran. I was out of the gate and trying to run down the street after the car when arms wrapped around me, pinning my arms to my sides. “SooJin,” came Jimin’s soothing voice. The side of his face pressed against mine. “SooJin…” I grabbed his arms tightly. “Why did she leave?” I asked, not really expecting an answer. Maybe Jimin noticed, because all he did was hold me tighter. “There’s an envelope!” JiEun yelled. Jimin loosened his grip so I could turn around. JiEun held up an envelope. On the front, something was written. I held Jimin’s hand tightly as I pulled him back to the front gate with me. JiEun handed me the envelope. My name was written on the front. I started to open the envelope, but Jin grabbed my hand. “C’mon, you need to come inside. It’s too cold and you’re wearing a T-shirt and no shoes.” I looked down and realized he was right. I hadn’t even noticed the cold until now, nor had I noticed the pain in my feet. Jimin picked me up bridal style and I squealed in surprise, wrapping my arms tightly around his neck. The others failed to stifle laughs both at me and the warning glare Jin was giving Jimin. Jimin just shrugged, carrying me back inside. Everyone gathered in the living room to hear what the letter said. I shakily opened the envelope and pulled out the letter. I started to read: Dear SooJin, If you’re reading this letter, then I apologize for not having the confidence to meet you face to face. I was afraid of the way you may look at me, afraid that you probably hate me. And I wouldn’t blame you for that. But I needed to write this letter, not to ask for forgiveness, but to explain. I can handle you hating me, but I can’t bear the thought of you hating my parents, the ones who were your grandparents for a short time. They truly loved you. Here is what happened: When Jiyoung’s parents were killed, my parents took her in. I was barely able to support myself, and was a lot younger than my sibling, so I couldn’t take care of her. But my parents loved her deeply and treated her with as much love as any grandparents would give their grandchildren. When she disappeared at the gorge, they were completely devastated. They blamed themselves and refused to give up hope that she was still alive. Because of that, they refused to list her as dead. It was a small village, so everyone supported each other. As such, the local police allowed their reports to list her as missing since her body was never found. Months later, I received a call from my parents saying that they had found Jiyoung. I was in complete disbelief, but at the same time, I was happy for them. I drove there immediately. When I got there, I knew something was wrong. You looked similar to Jiyoung, but you were not her. My parents went on to tell me how my father found you washed up on the shore of the river, almost dead. They brought you back and were nursing you. The local doctor was paying visits, though you hadn’t woken up yet. I didn’t understand how my parents could be so confused. I found out later that they were starting to develop Alzheimer’s. When you woke up with no memory of who you were, I didn’t know what to do. I couldn’t bear to bring myself to tell them that you were not, in fact, Jiyoung. So I did my own research. I looked everywhere to find any reports of missing children in the area or surrounding areas. When I came up empty-handed, I knew there were only two choices: inform the authorities and let them take you away to some overcrowded, underfunded orphanage; or let my parents continue to think that you were their Jiyoung. It wasn’t a hard choice. When they passed away a couple years later, the courts had to find a place for you. I was still in the same position, working four part-time, poorly paid jobs, just to try to pay rent and buy enough food to keep me able to work. I hated the thought of having to let you go, but I couldn’t take you. But I decided then that I needed to fix my life. I wanted to be able to get jobs that would allow me to take you out of the system and into my home. I tried to visit you in the foster care they put you in, but the foster parents wouldn’t allow me to visit. I didn’t know why. I was working hard to try to get my life back on track and was finally starting to get there. That’s when your foster parents petitioned the court to let them adopt you. I tried to talk to them again and they threatened to file a restraining order. Then things became hectic and I was forced to move around a lot. I still drove by the house periodically, hoping to catch even a glimpse of you, but I never did. If I had known the thing they did to you, though, I would have never left like that. I thought you were happy in that beautiful house. I thought you were cared for. So I left you alone. When I saw you on the news and heard who you really were, I was both happy and worried. I was happy that you had found your family, but worried that you may blame my parents for raising you as someone else’s daughter. And then I heard the rumors of what had happened to you with those people and I knew I had to contact you somehow. It took time to find your new house and then time to try to get my courage. Obviously, the last part did not go so well. I’m sorry that I could not tell you in person, but I hope that you can find it in your heart to forgive my parents. Everything they did was sincere and full of love. I hope I’m able to adequately convey that. I’m sorry that I couldn’t take care of you and ended up leaving you with those people, if the rumors are in fact true. I understand if you do not wish to hear from me again. I wouldn’t blame you. But I don’t want to leave you alone in the dark if you do want to see me again, so I’m including my number. You don’t have to contact me, but if you want to yell at me or tell me you hate me or if, should you be the same kid as you were before, you want to just talk, you can contact me at any time. But don’t feel obligated if you don’t want to. And now I’m babbling with my writing. I apologize. Even if you’re not blood, I still care for and love you. If I should not hear from you again, I wish you a wonderful life with your family and friends. They look like good people. At the bottom, she signed and left her number. I immediately grabbed my phone and called her. “Hello?” I recognized her voice even all these years later. “Why did you leave?” I cried. “Ji—SooJin?” her voice broke. “Why didn’t you stay and tell me all this in person? I ran after you.” “I’m sorry. I was scared—“ “I don’t hate you. And I don’t blame you. Maybe I did for a short time a long time ago, but I came to realize that everyone has their own lives, their own problems, and there was no way you could have known what they were doing. No one knew.” I heard her let out a sob. “I know you’re headed home, so I won’t ask you to turn around, but can I see you soon? Whenever you’re not busy? I want to see you again. I’ve missed you.” The next day, she came to the house again. This time, though, she came inside. I introduced everyone to her and we talked (and cried) for a while. She invited me back to her home for dinner with her and I happily obliged. I fell in love with her kids. For a few weeks after that, I continued to visit periodically. Jimin and Jin joined me a couple times, both together and separately. Watching Jimin with the kids was interesting. At first, he was so hesitant. My aunt, as I continued to call her, had two kids, ages five and almost one. The five year old kept asking Jimin to piggyback her everywhere. I think she had a crush on him. Jimin was at first scared to hold the baby. He said he was afraid of holding her the wrong way or doing something wrong. But when she babbled at him, especially when she tried to repeat his name (sounding like ee-meem), and his face lit up, I could see him fall in love with the kids as well. He held her so gently when she fell asleep in his arms and I knew he would make a perfect father someday. As my life continued on its wonderful track, I heard what happened to my adoptive parents and that doctor. After the press conference, and especially after Jimin’s and my post about our relationship, I became well-known, in both good and bad ways. But it never bothered me. I loved Jimin and I didn’t care what anyone else said. But the increased popularity of our ‘scandal’ also enticed the media to dig further into my past. When they dug up the horrors on what I had been through, my adoptive family was thrust into the spotlight in a very bad way. Because of the statute of limitations, no amount of evidence could allow for a trial. However, that didn’t stop the public. The three of them went into hiding somewhere in the countryside in order to escape the hate and disgust directed at them. The doctor, however, was under a different set of rules. He lost his license and everything comfortable that came with it. But I didn’t care to take part of any of it. I let the media and society do their thing, I was happy where I was. Namjoon and HyeMi informed all of us that they were now dating. While at my birthday party, the two became close while playing games together, but both were too afraid to say anything. Namjoon thanked me and Jimin for him being able to believe that there was hope for ‘people like him’. Namjoon had confessed the Monday after the party and HyeMi admitted to her own feelings as well. The two had decided to keep it quiet until they were certain of staying together, and until Namjoon could try to break it easily to his parents. They still weren’t happy. But the rest of us were. Jungkook and JiEun had apparently become the campus couple. They were even at the point of talking about serious plans for the future. Yoongi brought his girlfriend over to meet us officially. Jimin and I celebrated our one, then two, and then three month anniversaries. And then we had our hundred days. Our hundred, perfect, beautiful days together. Jimin took the two of us to a ski resort for the weekend. He taught me how to snowboard, and, though I was terrified, I loved it. I loved being with him and sharing our thrilling experiences together. With Jimin, there was never a dull moment. We snowboarded during the day and cuddled together at night. The suite he reserved for us had a gas fireplace that looked and sounded like a real fire. Because of work on Monday, Saturday night was the last night and we would leave after more snowboarding on Sunday. That last night, we sat in front of the fire, my legs out in front of me, Jimin lying with his head on my lap. I played with his hair and stared down and him while he stared up at me. That beautiful eye smile kept my heart racing. When the smile left his eyes and slowly disappeared, I became worried. “What’s wrong?” He turned his head towards the fire. “No.” I turned his head back to me. “Remember, we tell each other everything.” “I know,” he sighed. “I just don’t know how to say it.” He sat up. I started to feel a little panicked. The bad voices that had disappeared started to pipe in telling me that he was going to break up with me, that I should’ve known better. But I did know better, so I ignored those voices. “You know I’m not breaking up with you, right?” I looked at him in surprise. “Wh—“ “I can see those voices.” He leaned up, pulled my head down to him, and kissed me sweetly on the lips. I closed my eyes and reveled in the feel of his soft lips. He leaned back. “I’m never letting you slip away,” he assured me. “Then…” “My parents suggested… that I get my enlistment done next year.” I felt my heart stop for a second. “They said it would be better to get it done earlier and get it out of the way. Then we’d have more continuous time to start our lives together. But that was just their suggestion. It’s you I’m planning on spending my life with. So… I want to know what you think. I know that we’ve only barely started us, so I know it’s not something either one of us want to talk about. But I don’t know if it would be worse to go sooner or to have to leave you when we’ve settled down. I just don’t know what to think.” I patted the floor next to me and he moved there. I laid my legs across his lap and let his warm arms wrap around my shoulders. “I hate that we have to even think about it. I don’t want you to leave at all.” “Me too,” he murmured, his lips against the top of my head. “Maybe it would be better to do that earlier. If I’m immersed in my studies, maybe it’ll help distract me rather than waiting for me to finish and having more time to dwell on it.” “Then… we’ll get married when I come back?” “If you want to wait that long.” I stifled a laugh when I felt his torso move to try to look at me. “Then, a shotgun wedding?” “Our families and friends would kill us.” “That’s true.” I closed my eyes and I snuggled deeper into his chest. I could hear his heart racing, making me smile. He moved slightly to help me be more comfortable. “So… if I asked you to marry me right now, what would you say?” I laughed. “Like that’s a necessary question. Whenever you ask me, the answer will always be the same.” “Which is?” I smacked his chest and glared playfully at him before snuggling back into my previous position. It was comfortable enough to fall asleep in and I let my eyes close again. “Of course it’s yes, pabo.” “Sorry, but I had to hear you officially say it.” “Mmm… Is that so…” “Yes, it is. So, do you want to put it on or should I?” “Mmm?” “I guess I should ask if you even like it first.” “Like what?” I opened my eyes. In front of me was a beautiful ring, almost supernaturally radiant from the light of the fire. I felt my breath catch. The ring was a beautiful silver with small diamonds inlaid in increments around the entire band. On the top of it was a gorgeous, yet modest, diamond in the shape of a heart. “I know you prefer silver over gold color so I got it in platinum. And I know you prefer modest jewelry, but this was as modest as I could go because you deserve something way more—“ I cut him off with a kiss. “I love it. But did you talk—“ “I already told my parents and asked your parents’ and Jin’s permission.” “That sneaky brother of mine. He didn’t even—“ “Yeah, well, I kind of told him I’d kill him if he made you suspect. I didn’t even know if you would be ready this early in our relationship. I know it’s fast, but—“ “But that’s us. Once we got done being stupid, anyway. Now put the ring on my finger already before I snatch it out of your hands.” He chuckled and gently took my hand. He pushed the ring up my finger until it rested in its natural position. He turned my hand over and kissed my palm. “I love you, my beautiful fiancé.” “I love you too, my cute fiancé.” “Yah.” I giggled, but was stopped when his lips started kissing a trail along the inside of wrist and up my arm. “I’ll show you who’s cute,” he growled when he reached the crook of my neck. “Please do…” ******************************************************* Necessary fluffiness!!! Completely necessary! I loved writing this chapter, especially the last half. I hope I did well at wrapping it all up. All that's left is the Epilogue. Then, those of you who only read Jimin's story are welcome to read Hoseok's. But, of course, you don't have to. Thank you for taking this journey with me. There were some times (espcially when my comp crashed) where I just wanted to throw my computer and give up the story. I'm so glad I didn't. In the end, I really enjoyed writing it. Thanks for sticking with me on this journey. I love you guys!!! Any unexpected emergencies aside, the Epilogue should be out on Saturday. See you all at our last meeting for this story. Thank you @Mavis2478 for the story. Tag List @AdeleLynn @Mavis2478 @mrsax2018 @JaxomB @chisom756 @Izzy987 @NadineEsquivel @LunaFergus @VKookie47 @dreemer13 @KittenFear @JadeOwens @KeraDelatorre @YessicaCardenas Bruh Squad @CrookedShadow @StarlightV @twistedpuppy @ElleHolley @narutobandgeek
H- The Pains of Our Yesterday C28- Not For Anything
Alright then, here's the last official chapter. There's still the epilogue, of course, but that's it. I hope these last parts do the story justice. Please enjoy!!! Thank you to all of you who are reading, liking, clipping, following, and commenting. Disclaimer: Many of the characters aside from BTS are made up and BTS themselves are not BTS in this story. And, of course, I don't know the BTS boys personally so their personalities are probably mostly fictional. Please let me know if you would like to be tagged or untagged. The Pains of Our Yesterdays Beginning: Chapter 1 Previous: Hoseok- Chapter 27 Next: Warning: May contain mild language. PG-13 for sensuality/suggestive content *********************************************** SooJin POV The whole night turned out a lot better than I was afraid it was going to be. Hoseok’s parents liked me; they approved of me for their son. That made me so happy. Hoseok said he already knew he wanted to marry me, he was just waiting until we had been together longer and were more stable with our lives. I never thought I could be so happy. I had more than I could ever hope for with my family and friends. And now I had the man I loved. Everything was just… perfect. The silence in the car was nice. I loved that we could be content just being together, not even talking. We were home. Hoseok starting pulling up to the driveway for the house when I saw some woman pacing back and forth in front of the intercom. I couldn’t tell if she was lost or if she was just trying to figure out if she wanted to press the button or not. But who was she? I couldn’t see her very well. Even when Hoseok pulled past her, I didn’t get a very good look at her. “Who’s that?” I asked Hoseok. “I don’t know. I can’t really see her very well.” I moved my body so I could look around the seat. As soon as I saw her this time, I recognized her. But what was she doing here? How did she find this place? I was in autopilot as I desperately tried to get out of the car and go to her. I heard Hoseok say something, but I didn’t hear what it was. I was out of the car as fast as my fingers could unbuckle me and open the door. I almost tripped trying to get to her. I grabbed her hands tightly. “Auntie?” “Jiyoung-ah…” The look in her eyes… they conveyed so much guilt. “Auntie…” She looked so scared to see me. I wrapped my arms around her in a tight embrace, trying to tell her how much I missed her. Her body was shaking; maybe from the chilly air, maybe from the anxiety, maybe from the crying I could hear her start doing. Before I knew it, I was crying too. I could hear the crunching of Hoseok’s shoes on the asphalt behind me. I pulled away from my aunt. I knew she wasn’t my biological aunt, but I spent two years treating her as such. Just as I considered Jiyoung’s grandparents mine, I considered Jiyoung’s aunt mine as well. “What’s going on?” I could hear the worry in Hoseok’s voice. I turned to him. “This is my—Jiyoung’s aunt.” I turned back to her. “Where have you been? We looked for you for so long. And how… how did you come here?” “Maybe we should go inside?” Hoseok suggested. My aunt still looked unsure if she wanted to talk. “Please,” I pleaded with her. She looked in my eyes and I saw her make her decision. She stuffed something in her pocket and nodded her head. She went to the idling taxi I hadn’t noticed and paid her fare. We got back into Hoseok’s car, this time with me in the backseat next to my aunt. Hoseok started the car and pulled up to his usual spot. The three of us got out of the car and went into the house. We could hear yelling and laughing and I saw that someone had left the door to the game room open. Taehyung darted down the stairs, obviously going back to the game room. He did a double take when he saw us. “Noona! You guys are back. How’d… who’s that?” His eyes fixed on my aunt. “This is… my aunt. The one we were looking for.” “Your… holy shit. Let me get the guys.” He took a slow step back and then ran back into the game room. The three of us sat down in the living room, waiting for the others whom we knew would want to be present. Within a minute, all of the guys came out either from the game room or from their own rooms and poured into the living room. My aunt looked anxious so I held her hand, trying to reassure her. Her tight grip showed that she was as nervous as I thought. It was quiet as everyone tried to figure out what they wanted to say. I knew they all had questions, but I could tell that they were worried about how they might say it. Jin was the one to break the silence. “You’re SooJin’s, or, I guess, Jiyoung’s aunt? Or however that works.” My aunt nodded her head. “I am—was Jiyoung’s aunt.” “Why did you leave her with those people?” Jin asked almost coldly. “Oppa!” I quickly cut in. “He’s right,” Namjoon remarked. “Oppa…” “It’s okay,” my aunt told me. “I came here to try to explain. I expected… worse, actually. I just… I wasn’t sure if you wanted to hear what I wanted to say.” Before I could say anything, she continued. “I… I don’t want you to live hating my parents, the ones you thought were your grandparents. They were good people. They didn’t do it on purpose.” “I could never hate them. I still love them. But please tell me. I do want to know. I want to understand how everything could get so… mixed up.” The guys sat there listening, Hoseok holding my other hand. “It started with the accident.” Then she went on to explain what happened. After Jiyoung’s parent’s accident, Jiyoung was living with her grandparents. No one knew at the time, but they were both starting to show early signs of Alzheimer’s, even though it didn’t impact their daily living. They loved and cared for their granddaughter. When she disappeared after telling them she was going to the gorge, they were devastated. They found one of her shoes stuck on a branch in the river below the gorge. No other sign was found. Their despair went on for many months. One day, when her grandfather went down to the river as he did every day, hoping to somehow find Jiyoung, he found me washed up on the shore, almost dead from the freezing water. He carried me back to the cabin and the two nursed me back to health. They really did believe that some miracle had brought their granddaughter back to them. When my aunt was told the news, she dropped everything to come see. Though I did look a lot like Jiyoung, she knew I wasn’t her. But her parents were so happy. My aunt scoured the papers and missing files for all children to see if anyone else was missing me. When she found nothing, she decided to not say anything. After all, if no one was looking for me, then I would just have ended up in an orphanage somewhere with no memory of anything. She thought it would be better for me to live somewhere where she knew I would be loved rather than end up in some cold place where no one knew what would happen to me. I was at my friend’s house when my grandparents passed away. The house was old and in the middle of nowhere so we used chimneys. Overnight, the chimney somehow became clogged and my grandparents passed away from carbon monoxide poisoning. When the courts tried to find a place for me, they asked my aunt. At that time, my aunt was young and barely had the means to take care of herself, let alone a child, as much as she wanted to take me in. She tried to visit when I was in foster care, but she was turned away without my knowledge every time. After they decided to adopt me, my aunt was told to never try to contact me again or they would put out a restraining order. A lot of things happened after that and she had to move from place to place until she finally found a steady, good-paying job. But she still thought of me from time to time, even driving by the house hoping to catch a glimpse of me. She never did. I knew there was no way she could have known the things I had gone through in that house. I didn’t want to have to tell her now either, though. She said that she didn’t know anything had changed until she saw me on the TV. It had taken her some time to figure out where I lived since the guys’ address wasn’t exactly advertised. When she finished talking, it was silent. None of us knew what to say. Once again, Jin was the first to talk. “For the time that you were there, thank you for caring for my sister.” “I’m sorry I couldn’t do more.” Tears continued making steady trails down her face. “You did as much as you could at the time,” he assured her. “I… I’ve heard some of the rumors about the… people who adopted her and some of the conditions she was forced to live in… I can’t forgive myself for not trying harder. I should have done more.” Hoseok let go of my hand so I could take both of my aunt’s in mine. “You couldn’t have known. No one knew outside of the people who were allowed to know. They even fooled the police. They threatened you. You didn’t have the means to take care of me. What more could you have done?” “I just—“ “I know.” And then I hugged her tightly and she let out a small sob. “I’m so sorry,” she whispered. “I’m not,” I responded. She pulled back a bit and look at me in confusion. “Everything that happened led me here. It helped me find my family. I wouldn’t trade that for anything. I’m just glad you’re here now.” Now that the explanation was over, everyone felt comfortable enough to finally introduce themselves. Because of the late hour, it was decided, though with a lot of polite protest from my aunt, that she should spend the night and then she could leave whenever she needed to the next day. I was going to have her sleep on the bed and I would set up something on the floor, but she insisted that if I was comfortable with it, I should just sleep on the bed as well since it was big enough. And that’s what we did. We stayed up in my room talking about what had happened since the press conference, including me now dating Hoseok. She was very happy about that. She said that he seemed like a nice, caring man and that I more than deserved to be happy. Then we talked about what was happening with her. She now had a family of her own and a better paying job. She started to cry again when she noticed my bedside picture frame that I had received on my birthday. We fell asleep after a couple hours of talking. The next morning, my aunt got to experience what my mornings were like. While they were hectic, she said she could tell that I was loved. While we were waiting for her taxi, (she said that her car would’ve stuck out too much in the neighborhood) she talked about how she would love for me to come visit and see her family some time. I told her I would love to. And then her taxi came. I was sad to see her leave after just having found her. At least we remembered to exchange numbers. I waved as the taxi drove away. Over the next few weeks, we continued to talk. I met her family and absolutely fell in love with both of her kids. When they asked what they should tell the kids to call me, I told them they could call me their cousin. A couple times, Jin and Hoseok even joined me, both together and separately. I knew then that Hoseok and I absolutely had to have kids. He looked so great with them, there was no way I could deny the world such an amazing father. * On our two month anniversary, Hoseok snuck us out to a beautiful cabin in the woods overlooking a lake. It was very cold, but it wasn’t quite ready to snow yet. With the fire roaring and the two of us huddled under a blanket, watching the beautiful moon reflect on the lake, we talked about our future. “Should we get married before or after you enlist?” Hoseok snickered. “I like that you already know we’re going to get married.” “Of course.” I snuggled further into his chest that was pressed against my back. We were sitting on a pile of blankets on the floor, him leaning back against the sofa chair, me leaning back against him. I loved the feel of us being so close together, his arms wrapped around me, his breath on my neck sending shivers down my body, his lips that would periodically kiss my exposed skin. “There’s no question about it. I’m not leaving you and you’re not leaving me. You’re stuck with me.” “I don’t mind that.” He pressed a kiss onto my neck and I gave him more space to do so. He greedily took what I gave him. I knew where tonight was going and I knew it was exactly what I wanted. “As for when, I think you should be the one to choose. Since, you’re the one I have to leave…” “Mmm…” His lips ghosted along my shoulder that he had just exposed. “Before. I’m not sure if I want to wait that long to make it official. I want everyone to know that I belong to someone so none of the guys from college think they have a chance. And I don’t want any female personnel to even bother thinking it about you either.” “Are you getting jealous already?” I chuckled confidently and turned my head so I could see just see him. “What in the world would I have to be jealous of?” “True,” he mumbled as he attached his lips to mine. The kiss was slow and passionate, gentle yet dominating. I broke the kiss to turn and straddle him, the blankets falling down. But we didn’t need that to stay warm. I continued the kiss, this one starting even deeper. As our bodies gently rocked back and forth from the force of the kissing, I could feel his hardness press up against me. I moaned and rocked harder causing him to moan even louder, almost into a groan. In a second, he had his arms wrapped around me and was starting to stand up. I gasped in surprise and he chuckled into my mouth. I thought he was going to take us to the bedroom, but instead, he picked up the remote and initiated the blinds to come down. He moved us in front of the fire and laid me down on my back. “I love the way the light from the fire dances on your face,” he groaned into my mouth. “Then maybe we should see how it looks on the rest of me.” Hoseok groaned again, and began taking off my shirt. I was wearing the lingerie set JiEun had made me buy when I first lived with all of them. At the time, I never thought I’d actually use it. “Jin’s going to kill me when he finds out where I took you,” he murmured into my skin as his lips made his way down my chest. “Oh my God,” I laughed. “Don’t talk about my brother right now. He already cuts us off at home, don’t make me think about him.” Hoseok chuckled. “You’re right, sorry... I should enjoy this before he castrates me.” I flipped him over to where now I was on top. “You’re talking too much. I don’t want to think about my brother while we’re doing this.” “You’re right. Let me make you forget,” he growled and flipped us over again. I had only seen hints of this side of him. I absolutely loved it. That night, he kept his promise. In fact, he made me forget everything but his name. * Over the next couple months, everything went amazingly. Hoseok and I still slept in our separate rooms so that Jin would be less inclined to want to strangle him. And it turned out that a small something had actually happened between HyeMi and Namjoon at my birthday party. Apparently, they both felt some sort of spark while playing some of the games together. HyeMi took it upon herself to confess to Namjoon a few days later, even though she wasn’t sure how he would react. She was a lot braver than me. Against his parent’s wishes, the two had started dating, even as she still stayed on as a maid. Sometimes, she just stayed and hung out with all of us, or just Namjoon, after her shift was over. Yoongi and his girlfriend were still together and he’d even brought her over to meet us. Jungkook and JiEun became more serious in their relationship. Though Namjoon was still ‘big brother’, he left the two of them to their own devices. And then there was my adoptive family. Hoseok had always encouraged me to work through my past, so I asked him to help me. With night terrors still plaguing me infrequently and my continual fear of basements and other dark, enclosed spaces, I knew I wanted to do something about my past. Everyone helped me with the different resources they had for investigating, but my parents, Jin, and Hoseok were by my side the most. There was almost no evidence, and to further complicate it, the statute of limitations had passed on the evidence we could find. I was unhappy with the results. Hoseok was my constant comfort. Then, somehow, the media had also stumbled on the information. There had been rumors before, but they finally found concrete information. They must have talked to the same authorities we had because when they discovered the information, they published it immediately. More than that, they also mentioned that the statute of limitations had passed so they would end up escaping punishment. People were not happy with that. Social justice was swift and final. They became social pariahs. The only place to escape the glares and looks of disgust was in the countryside. Even though no legal action was able to be taken against them, the doctor who assisted them was a different matter. While the doctor was safe from criminal suits, Korea’s medical society, that regulated everything regarding doctors and medical practices, had different rules that knew no temporal limitations. The doctor lost his license, his practice, and the lifestyle he had so enjoyed. I didn’t expect some great weight to suddenly be lifted off my shoulders, and it wasn’t, because that boulder had been chiseled away dramatically by everything that had happened since then. The nightmares did become almost nonexistent and my phobia became more of an uncomfortable anxiousness. Things fell into place. I was happy. I had family, I had friends, I had the man I knew I would marry, and I had already started my schooling that would get me on the track to my career. The rare times that I had my nightmares, the ones where my adoptive father came for me, or the ones where they locked me in the basement in the pitch black suffocation, were lessened in the dream because I knew they were gone from my life forever. My body was now fully recovered and I had started up my previous workout routine. Hoseok had been a little wary at first about me and Jimin being alone together, but I told him to trust his friend just as he trusted me. Jimin never made it awkward. Sometimes I could tell with the way he was looking at me that his mind was wandering to the past, but he never said anything. And I never made him. Jimin was always happy to encourage my relationship with Hoseok. We were practically how we were before. All the pains I’d had, the memories, the bad thoughts, were overwritten by the amazing life I was now living. I truly wouldn’t have traded it for anything. ************************************* So, guys, was that fluffy cheesy enough? I even added a little somethin somethin to spice it up, lol. I hope I tied up all the loose ends. All that's left now is the epilogue. Then, those of you who have stuck to Hoseok's story can feel free to read Jimin's should you so desire. Or just leave a pretty vision of Hoseok and SooJin dancing around in your head, lol. I'm too crazy for this. Anyhow, I really hope you've enjoyed the story. As painstaking as it was to write sometimes, I really did enjoy it. Thank you everyone who has stuck with me. I love you all!!! I don't have to travel again this weekend, so the Epilogue should be out on Saturday. See you then!!! Thank you @Mavis2478 for the story. Tag List @AdeleLynn @Mavis2478 @mrsax2018 @JaxomB @chisom756 @Izzy987 @NadineEsquivel @LunaFergus @VKookie47 @dreemer13 @KittenFear @JadeOwens @KeraDelatorre @YessicaCardenas Bruh Squad @CrookedShadow @StarlightV @twistedpuppy @ElleHolley @narutobandgeek