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2 years had passed. There's a lot changed in life. Jungkook is not working with the company anymore. Instead, he had become a freelance Videographer. He has his own youtube channel showing his travel and food videos.
Chaeyoung still remembers how Jungkook talked to her first about his plan for his future. He only sends his resignation letter after she agreed.
Truthfully, knowing Jeon Jungkook since university, she's well aware how he's someone who is very clear about his dream and what he wants. He's someone who will make an effort to make sure his plan went well.
Being freelance is not easy, she saw how he struggle, working hard to make content and get clients. But she saw how he did everything enthusiastically and happily. Because he did the things he likes without anyone controlling him.
In less than a year, he already had a few numbers of loyal clients. His channel also has close to million subscribers.
Looking at him made Chaeyoung wanted to try to do the things she likes too. So, 6 months ago she resigned from her work in the publishing company. Now she's working as an Art teacher in a private kindergarten. She has never been this happy to get to hold the art supply again.
She loves working around the art supplies and now teaching the kids how to use them making her happy.
And make her think about Jungkook too. How they knew each other because of the Art club and everything has happened since then.
She will fetch him from the airport at 7 pm. He has been in Osaka for 4 days with Taehyung for his work. She can't wait to meet him even tho every night they had a video call till late.
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"Yah! can't you walk slowly?" Taehyung said loudly to the Jungkook who was walking ahead in front of him. Suddenly he regrets carrying big luggage with him. Maybe next time he should just bring a big backpack like Jungkook.
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"Chae is waiting for me," Jungkok replied without even turning to Taehyung.
His adrenaline rising at the thought of finally seeing Chaeyoung after few days missing her warmth in his arms. As much as she said she misses him, he misses her all the more, he tries to keep in mind that she needs to wake up early for work, so he makes sure to ended their video call at 1 am. He can't wait to see her.
"Can't you relax? not like she will leave us here-" Taehyung pauses when Jungkook suddenly stops walking and turn to him.
"Hyung."
"Yes?"
"Can you take a taxi to your home? I have a place to go with Chae after this. Okay?" Jungkook didn't wait for Taehyung to say anything as he turns and walking fast ahead.
"Yah! How could you do this to me after I accompanied you to Japan huh?! Yah Jungkook!"
Sadly the younger didn't even care to stop.
Jungkook's eyes scanning the crowd in the airport. He tried to look for the blond head, it's easy to spot Chaeyoung with her hair color.
His heartbeat quicken when his eyes landed on the blond woman who also looking for him. As if she could feel his gaze, her head turns to him. Automatically a wide smile appears on her face. He believes she giggling even tho he can't hear her voice because of the noise around them.
Jungkook doesn't know who runs first, but all he knows in just a few seconds she's already jumping to his arms.
"Welcome back..." Chaeyoung giggles against his shoulder as he tightened his arms around her.
"Yeah I'm back..." Even tho it is just 4 days of travel, he still loves it when she welcomes him like that every time he's back. All the tiredness is simply gone. He feels at home when he sees her.
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His travel made Jungkook realized that it's true the feeling at home is not about a place but the feeling of being welcome, love and the surrounding where he's able to let his guard down. And it's Park Chaeyoung.
Jungkook gently pulls her head to cup her cheeks, he kisses her forehead. "I miss you a lot."
Chaeyoung chuckles happily, "I miss you a lot more."
Her reply makes him lean in to kiss her lips.
A lot of things changed over the years. Before, she used to be shy being affectionate in public. But since Jungkook always travels here and there, she somehow craving for his touch and didn't care if he kisses her or holding hand in public. But of course he keeps it low.
"Have you eaten?" She asked.
"Not yet, I wanted to have dinner with you." Jungkook smiles, he pulls her waist closer to him and tightened his arms around her.
"Me too, before coming here I go to your apartment and cooked beef stew with a lot of side dishes. Should we go now?"
He chuckles, "Yes I'm hungry...but you will stay the night, right?" he asked, he sees Chaeyoung's cheeks blushing. "you will, right?" he won't release her waist if she say .
Chaeyoung chuckles. "Yes I will stay the night...now let's go to your apartment." Her cheeks still blushing as she pulls his hand to walk to the car park.
Jungkook often gets extra clingy after he came back from days of travel. Thinking about all the usual things he did to her already made her face red.
"I didn't see Taehyung, isn't he supposed to be with you? did he stay in Japan?" Chaeyoung asked after she drives the car leaving the airport.
"We're together on the flight but he asked me to leave first, maybe he has another plan after this..." Jungkook replied.
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