"So, did you pack everything?"

"What else do you make me to pack? I didn't even brought anything." He was agitated of course.

I was lost at words how yoongi responded to me. He wasn't in any mood after the call which we came to learn that he need to leave, that means tonight! Must be something serious. It's been a week since yoongi came to me and everything have changed in a magical way which I could have never imagine. But of course, it wasn't going to last forever; for him and for me as well.

And It wasn't only him who was receiving calls, again and again. I've been to looking into something which I was trapped in it. It's finally time to break it. The strange calls keep coming and coming, again and again repeatedly. Not only that, I keep it secret from yoongi. I was scared that It will break us apart. I believe myself that my time has also come to knock at my door to come over my past. This time I'm going to finish, alone. No more involving any prays. I've got to do it alone, not even with yoongi.

I observed yoongi as he walked over the bed and falls on it, as if his body was all drained out. His hands spread out as his eyes shut in.

I didn't say much on the matter because I won't be going with him, and even if I did say anything it will make worse. Maybe leaving me alone was making him a change of mood. Maybe that's the reason why.

I walked over and climbed on the bed and lay down on his chest. The serenate of his heart beat against my ear as his chest slowly move up and down while breathing. He slowly move his hand and gently strock my head as his fingers plays with my hair.

"I'm sorry," He confesses as he pulled me closer into his arms, "I just kinda lost my mind thinking that I have to leave you alone. I can't bare the thought of having you in long distance. I'm sorry."

"It's not you, yoongi. You don't have to be sorry. I'm sure everything that has been holding me back from going back will stop one day. I'll over come it no matter what." I tried my best to assured him, with the only hope I have been holding on. And it's him.

I move closer and look over his pretty structure face. It is a true art. His eyes slowly open back when I touched his cheek, smiling at him.

"Don't," He said.

"What?"

"Don't look at me that way," He said, looking back at me with his soul sucking coffee brown orb like I was the most precious in the whole universe.

"What? What am I suppose to look at when I'm talking to you?"

"I mean those eyes. Don't look at me with those eyes. It make me so weak."

Before I would take in his words, he had successfully hover above me so swiftly that I was again caged in between his arms. I just happened so quickly that I laid unmoved trying to circulate his next move.

"It really make me weak Y/n. It seems to be bagging me....to stay,. to stay with you. It makes me not want to leave your side." He said, leaning in closer to me as he hot breath starts to hit against my lips.

I immediately shut my eyes predicting what was going to be his next move.

"Concluding to that, I will not leave tonight."

"What?!" My eyes immediately open.

He whispered in my ear instead of my prediction to kiss me. He chuckled at my red cheeks of clowning myself.

"What do you mean you won't go back? Your people need you, yoongi. You can't be serious?"

"Work can wait, but not with you. I need more time for us." He smiled, and snuggled his head in my neck, taking in my scent as he caged me in between his arms tightly. It was warm and felt like home.

His hot breath against my skin create the feeling of sexual wanting, but I hide in, for now it wasn't a right moment.

With a kiss given in my neck inbetween the battle of my heavy breathing he stop and look at me. His hand gently touching my cheeks and lips as I waited for him to claim it but he wasn't going for more, instead he said.

"What was the earlier call about?" He asked the question I fear about or was trying to hide from him.

"It was nothing." I lied. He shouldn't find out right now or any moment soon.

"17 missed calls and it's nothing? Are you hiding something from me, y/n?"

"From whose permission did you touch my phone?"

"I didn't touch it. I just saw it, alright? Who was-"

"Do you want drinks? I'll get it." Before he continue to ask any more further questions I break free from his arms and run down to the wine cellar.

It atleast took me 15 minutes to get the wine and also try to come up with an excuse if he try to ask the same question again.

After all this years, it finally came back. Why? I wondered. Yoongi doesn't have to be involved in this. It's about me and my past. I have to finish this by myself. It will be better if yoongi stay out of it and it will be easier for me too.

I inhaled in, trying to relax and opens the door to the room with the two glass of white wine in my hand. I noticed the bed but yoongi wasn't there, he was nowhere. I look around searching for him and found him out in the balcony, staring at the beach which can be seen with the reflection of stars shimmering in the water with no moon nor any clowds. The wind blows and sound of the waves could be heard clearly. It was cold and sound like longly.

"Yoongi?" I put the glass on the table that is set in the balcony with only two chairs accompany for two person.

He says nothing at my call, nor even turn back to look at me. His gaze was only set on the wavy beach.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" I back hugged him, looking at the view he was admiring so peacefully.

It was truly a beauty!

"Yes, it is." His deep voice was clear even between the sounds of the strong waves as the cold north wind bits. He didn't say nothing else and both of us remain silent enjoying the view for a good minutes until I finally decided to ask something that I was wanting to know.

"Yoongi,"

My voice was very low like whispers only meant for him to hear.

"What if I, I-"

I wanted to say it but something inside me was holding me back. The little voice inside me was giving a sign that I shouldn't.

He waited for me to continue but I was lost in my thought that If yoongi has the right to know or not.

"What happen Y/n?" He asked, concerned at my worried silent face which he didn't fail to notice. He turned at me, breaking the hug and stares at my eyes.

"Tell me y/n, is something bothering you?"

"Yoongi,..What if, I break your trust someday? Will you forgive me?"

It had gone silence. He said nothing, but he smiled which confuses me.

"Y/n," He breathe as he caresses my cheeks with the weak smile and said, "Trusting you is my decision. And proving me wrong is your choice. If that ever happen I'll remember the love which I received while I was in pain."

I was lost at word when he says those words. How can I hide my past from him when he's only think about the future? Am I being too cruel?

My heart and mind started to function insanely crazy which I started to panic, but managed to hide from him. Am I making a wrong decision again?

No! It's for better. It is for us! It is for me and for him. And for that he have to trust me, which I, have to break.

It's for only good.

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Hello~ lovelies! I know, late update again. I just lost my motivation after the last chapter update. I decided to take a little break but the little break turned more than a week. I'm so sorry. My head is back on the game again. So? How was the chapter? Confused again, right? Just wanna say the book is coming to an end with a twist, of course. I've already start working on the ending but I don't know if it's enough to satisfied you guys or not. Stay tuned!

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