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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!!!

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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.
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Beginning: Chapter 1
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.


“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.

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