The following Sunday, they were flying to Norway for a short 2 day stay to sightsee before they headed to Amsterdam. The guys were feeling reminiscent from their days on Bon Voyage. Alex had never been, so she was excited to see new places. The guys were joking around about everything that had gone wrong on their last trip there. Jimin and Tae were watching old episodes from the trip to refresh themselves. They wanted to go back to the same spots they had been before, to take pictures in those places and compare, then and now.

Alex felt a little sad for them every time they brought up old memories. It was bittersweet in a way, because they would never get that time back. That is how it went for everyone in life though. Time flew too fast for you to stop and enjoy the moments. She was glad they had the shows to look back on. It was a way of capturing their moments in time when everything around them had been moving so quickly in those early days.

After they had checked in at their hotel, they all went out for an early lunch, then headed out to see the sights. Along the way they would stop to take pictures of places they remembered. Yoongi had brought his camera along and was taking pictures of familiar spots, or just an ordinary bare tree near by. Whatever moved him to snap a picture. They were walking near a waterfall they had once been at. So many memories ARMY would remember from those episodes.

Yoongi was moving around as he shot, catching the members as they stood about enjoying themselves. He landed on Alex as she stood at the rail in front of the waterfall. It reminded him of that day in Fukuoka, at the Reclining Budha Temple. He and Alex had stood on that bridge together, talking about vulnerability, and opening yourself up to someone. The ultimate act of love and trust. She turned and saw him pointing the camera at her. She threw up the peace sign and posed in front of the tumbling water, displaying a brilliant smile for him. Yoongi's heart skipped a beat as he pushed the shutter button.

It was her. She was the person he could see himself becoming vulnerable for. She was the one he could open himself up for, to trust. He had stopped photographing her and was standing there staring as the realization hit him. She shook her head and laughed, him, frozen like a statue. She ran over and pulled him by his arm over to the rail. She pulled his hand up that was holding the camera, and turned the digital screen to face them so they could take a selfie. He looked at the screen display with both of their faces smiling next to one another. He began pressing the button and pictures displayed across the screen. As he kept shooting he slowly turned his head to look at her as he continued smiling. Later, when he looked back on the photos, it was like a moving picture. Capturing the look of affection as he looked at Alex.

That evening, as he lay in his hotel bed, Yoongi uploaded the photos to his tablet and saved them to the folder he had been making for Alex. When the tour was over, he wanted to gift her an album. Something to remember them by when she went back to America.

The thought of her leaving left an unsettled feeling in his stomach. He was just coming to realize his feelings for her. He didn't know how to express them yet, and he didn't know if she felt the same way he did. He only knew that eventually he needed to tell her how he felt, and hoped that it didn't end in goodbye.

He put the camera away and opened his music app on his tablet. He was still working on the song he had Alex listen to on the plane. When he first started composing the music, it was meant to be an expression of the battle of his feelings inside. As it progressed, it was becoming a type of love song. An admission of how he felt about her. The words were starting to form in his mind, but he had yet to put them on paper. Love songs weren't his forte, but she was inspiring him, and it was coming to him naturally. This was definitely new for him.

He jotted down some lyrics as he pictured the photos he took that day of them by the waterfall. Alex was moving him, on the inside. He could feel parts of himself shifting because of her. He didn't think he would find someone that could do this to him, but he liked it. He liked the inspiration that was coming to him. He was feeling a new sense of determination to finish the song. Maybe, if he thought it was worthy of her later, he would give it to her. A gift, thanking her for the changes she was causing in him.