(Yoongi's POV)

I entered my room and found Y/n fast as sleep.

I smiled at the sight and sat on the chair. I took off my robe and changed in sweatpants. I opened the drawing copy to see any other thing that Bada could have left fo me.

I turned the pages one after the other and didn't notice when Y/n woke up.

"Hey, Yoongi...!",she said.
"Y/n..",I said, turning towards her to see her in a spaghetti strapped, laced tank top paired with shorts.

"What happened?"
"Huh? Nothing...!"
"What you looking at?"
"Me? Bada's drawing copy..!",I said, smiling to myself.
"Can I see it too?",she asked
"Sure.."

I gave her the copy as she came beside me to sit down on the other chair.

She turned pages, her eyes focused on the copy while mine were on her.

I snapped myself out of my thoughts when she asked if I wanted any coffee.

"Yeah...sure.."
"Kay, I'll go get us some..!"

She exited the room and slammed my hand on my face. What was I even thinking?!

I turned towards the chair Y/n was sitting to pick up the copy but now another woman's figure sat there.

"Damn! You scared me...",I exclaimed.
"Sorry.. what were you thinking?",said So-yoon
"Me? Nothing.."
"Don't lie to me. You were thinking of her, weren't you?"
"I swear to god I'm so sorry to even look at another wom-"
"You fell for her, didn't you?"
"I-"
"Confess to her..."
"But-"
"Me? I'm happy. You know what makes me happy? You. You make me happy. And as long as you are happy and can take care of my baby, I'm happy. Bada also needs a mom. Confess to Y/n. She's good you know..."
"You know her..."
"I do. When I was at the hospital while delivering Bada, Amir poisoned me. I remember that. It was a slow poison. Y/n tried to stop Amir and got shot. You saw the scar on her right shoulder, didn't you? It happened then..."
"So you..."
"I want you to restart your life..."
"Will Bada be happy with that?"
"I'll handle her, don't worry...
Oh! She's coming. Bye..!"
"So-yoon!"

So-yoon vanished as Y/n opened the door.

"Here, your coffee.."
"Thanks.."

Y/n sat back on her chair looking straight at her bag. She was looking at something.

I peered over to see inside her bag. She was staring at a picture of a man with a small girl beside him.

"Is that your dad?",I asked

She nodded, sipping onto her coffee.

"And that's you..."
"Ye..",she said, hiding her tears.

I kept my cup down on the reading desk and hugged her.

"It's okay Y/n.. He's happy to see his daughter grow up so big, happily...!"
"You don't know Yoongi what you could have done yesterday.."
"Hmm?"
"If you killed yourself... Bada would be ruined you know. Just like how I am. Every now and then my heart aches to see my dad once more. Whenever I think of him...",she said tearing up.

I hugged her closser to my body. Her head smudged on my shoulder. Her tears were hot and heavy. She hadn't cried for years.

"You know, when he left me thinking he couldn't keep my mom's daughter safe, I was devastated. I had no one."
"Now you have me...",I said as she looked up at me.

Her whole face was wet with her tears, eyes red and lips puffed.

"What?"
"I'm not lieing,Y/n."
"What do you mean with I have you?"
"I mean what it means. Y/n, I know that I've known you for only sometime but..."
"But..."
"But I want to be your friend, I want to be there for you, at all times. I want to be your family..."

She stared at me, blankly...

"Y/n-ah, I love you..."
"Can I say you something?"
"Tell..."
" I dreamt of So-yoon unnie when I was sleeping..."
"Mm?"
"Hmm.. She said that she wanted me to be the protector of her baby and take care of her bigger baby.."
"Bigger baby? Me?",I said with wide eyes.
"Yes. And you know what? I fell for you when I saw you for the first time..."

My eyes widened at the shocking truth. I thought, So-yoon was my imagination. I thought only I could see her but...

"I know you're thinking that she was your imagination. She is but she's also truth. You know the people who love us never really leave us. They come to protect us, be with us. When I graduated, I saw dad beside me. Maybe, it was just me imagining him beside myself but he was there, maybe not exactly beside me but somewhere close by."

I listened to her, quietly. Her eyes glowed as she talked about her experiences.

"And when I would be sad, Mum would appear and hug me close to her. How would unnie come to you?"
"When I would be too stressed, when I thought the world was trying to swallow me, So-yoon would come. But everytime I saw So-yoon, some other person would be sitting or standing there. Sometimes Bada, Sometimes Ahyeong, Sometimes Jk. Once Hobi..."
"Did you never dream of her?"
"I generally didn't get any dreams. I'm insomniac. I sleep because Bada hugs me to sleep. Her warmth feels like
So-yoon."
"You know what, she'll grow up to look like So-yoon. Daughters look like their mums when they grow up. I look like my mum but the pictures of kid me is like my dad...."
"Hmm? Let's see how Bada grows up to like..."
"Why did you stop us from looking for her? It surely wasn't so that we could rest.."
"It was a little. Bada asked us all to rest and not worry too much. Bada told me that 15 hours before 72 hours end, Amir was planning something. We need to wait for 15 hours. It's 30 already..."
"What if he harms her before that?"
"They can't. Bada knows sword fighting. Jk taught her. If something they didn't...",I said laughing.
"They surely didn't teach her one thing."
"What?"
"How to impress people...",she laughed.

I laughed at the comment.

Well Bada wouldn't need to be taught that. Her mum, So-yoon, was the lead debater. Ahyeong was forever super confident and Jk, yeah he's shy at times, but at work, nah!

I did have social anxiety but that didn't mean I never impressed anyone. I impressed So-yoon, the girl who rejected 13 suitors and 20 guys...

We finished our cup of coffee as the clock struck to 11:00. 12 more hours to wait. It was pouring outside and we were staring at it. The music created by the wind and the leaves of the tall date trees, the rain pitter-pattering over them.

Y/n had slept off on her chair. I picked her up and layed her down on the bed. I pulled the sheet over her and lied down next to her.

I tried to keep my eyes open but I slept off....

(End of Yoongi's POV)

(Bada's POV)

It was raining outside. A thunder-less storm. When it rains back in Korea, Appa would sit next to me, holding me close to his heart.

Then when the wind blowed too hard and we would get a power cut, Appa would play the piano to me. I would sing with him and sometimes just listen to him.

(Flashback)

[Narrator's POV]

"Geudaeraneun siga nan tteooreul ttaemada..",sang Bada
"Oewodugo sipeo geudael gieokal su itge..", sang Yoongi
"Seulpeun bami omyeon naega geudaereul jikyeojulge
Nae maeum deullyeoonayo
Itji marayo..",sang the two.

The rain was heavy and the father and daughter sang to the piano Yoongi played.

[Narrator's POV]

(End of Flashback)

I was looking out of the window. I didn't have anything to do. I left my copy to dad so that he can find me. I have to wait. I know it's late at night. If Appa knew I was still awake, he would hug me and sing me something to make me sleep.

Appa pretended to not be able to sing infront of others. Only I knew how good of a lullaby singer he is.

I miss Appa.

As I was busy in my own world, a man walked to me and placed his hand on my shoulder.

I jumped a little due to the sudden presence of someone.

"Child..."
"Yes?",I said, showing my hardcore attitude.
"You know who put my new sim into my old phone and broke it to pieces?"
"Me? How'd I know?!",I said.

Actually, I do know who did it. I'm the one after all.

"You did it, didn't you?",he whispered to me.
"No...",I said
"Don't worry. It's okay. I've lost my daughter. I can't make another man lose his daughter. If only you promise to do no mischief, I'm gonna protect you from Amir."
"I don't need you. I am enough for myself. And I'm sorry for Rubina. How'd she die?"
"She died in a way Amir plans to kill you...."
"How?"
"Rape you. That's the only thing he does..."
"Is he even a muslim?",I said
"He's not. He's faking to be one. He's an atheist. He was born in a catholic family..."
"Why the F is he pretending to be something he's not..?"
"You censored Fuck?"
"Appa will be mad at me for swearing. So I won't."
"He's pretending because he wants people to think muslims are bad. It's not like that my child...!"
"What do you want from me?"
"Please don't think we're bad. Not everyone is..."
"I never thought that."
"Keep my phone with you. I'll open the door when your father comes. Just do one thing for me."
"What?"
"Tell your father to arrange for a funeral for my daughter. I want her soul to rest in peace. Can you do that for her?"
"Do you have any photos?"
"Her? Yes. In my phone. Open the private folder, you'll get a photo of her..."
"Is she niqabi?"
"No... She's just hijabi..."
"Alright...."

The man left me.

I don't trust this person. I had to keep an eye on all of his actions. He can be dangerous for Appa...

I followed the man, hiding behind objects larger than me and found the man standing in a room. Another man was tied to a chair. With one glance, I recognised the man tied. He was the same man I stole the phone from.

So that Fakir persom was not the one who came to me but the one who was tied to the chair.

No he's planning to kill Rubina's father.

I have to do something to save him. But...

Idea...

I opened the drawer and pulled out the knob and threw it towards the window and rolled another knob on the ground.

"What's this?!",said the not Fakir man as he picked up the knob and went to the window. He peered out of the window, almost half of his body out of the window. The man was short and so his feet slightly touched the ground.

I rushed towards his feet and pushed him out of the window.

The man fell down and I untied Fakir.

"Why would you save me?"
"Because Rubina helped me.."
"What?"
"Since Rubina helped me, I must help her father...."
"I'm grateful to you child. How do I help you..."

A smirk crept up on my lips. I learnt it from dad. He would smirk when he had a plan, cooking in his head.

"Do as I say you to....."

(End of Bada's POV)

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