Late night chat with Jimin had ease Y/n's inner turmoil as she was nervous about her decision. It was no secret that she was not over the past even if it had been buried a long time ago. Sometimes she gets nightmares or get scared someone takes her picture. Chanyeol was there with her, in hard time and helps her in getting better. She was advised by teachers and suggested by her peers that it's not a big deal and shouldn't be stressed, these pranks and bullying are normal in high school and it wasn't like she was all naked. The nonchalance of others had bound her to recoil and bury her pain like it was normal if someone stoop low to destroy her character.

Fortunately, her brother transferred them both in other school but not after suing Natasha and school management for mentally harassment.

Jimin in a sense understands her. Y/n had suffered from emotional tyrant whereas he bear physical bullying and confide within his friends who helped him in getting better.

People just give advises and expect you to get better quickly, urge to forget but how can you omit the torments, to forget that past which practically ruined you. If you get better quickly they will mock your sufferings and if you self-destruct yourself or end your pain, then they will sympathize. But no one will help or guide you. That's how society works. They just judge you while donning hundreds of faults.

It feels nice that someone understands her and she could confide in him.

Confide in Jimin.

(Next Day)

(Y/n's pov)

I waked up quite late because of the yesterday night talk about self-loving, with Jimin. My heavy orbs refused to open and were slightly red and puffy with all that crying and sniffing.

With a soft grunt, I rolled on side, and my left side aches from sleeping on a certain position. I was thinking of sleeping a bit more but the cruel sunlight didn't like my laziness. Yawning mockingly on the bright light, I sat up straight and slowly opened by eyes.

All I saw was red.

...

Literally.

My entire room was filled with all shapes, sizes of roses, rose bouquets and more roses. I sluggishly slapped my right cheek to wake from the seamlessly real dream. Pulling away the soft blanket, I steadily cover the distance of room, blinked a few times and, Yes! there was a enormous probably taller than me and wardrobe - rose bouquet grinning in front of my face.

I mean Woah! How do I carry it?

Or

Was it supposed to carry me?

Rather than feeling over the moon, I couldn't help but felt terrified. Someone entered in my room with a spare key and put all these roses, saw my drooled face and left.

I am hopeless in romance that's why I never had a boyfriend.

Scrutiny my eyes on the bouquet, I saw two lilac cards. I pulled them out and read the first one.

'First day of courting, beautiful!' ❤

-V

Short and sweet gesture which almost brought a smile on my face but I quickly turned my attention on other note. Frowning on who wrote it, I opened hurriedly and laugh full-heartedly at the message.

'I tried to stop this rascal from being a creep but he won't budge. Well his lose. But don't worry, it was only me who entered in your room to put FLOWERS. You still look beautiful even with drool. Don't be mad at V, that boy is extra sometimes. All the times!

- Your Maria

I was thrilled by the sentiments but my materialistic mind can't help but pinched on my skin. I could have eaten deluxe buffet for the whole year with that much money.

I huffed at my middle class mind and stroll downstairs to see the guilty. While strolling, I listened the gossips of two maids who were gapping at my open room and eyeing the roses.

"Isn't that sweet?"

"Yeah I would die if someone did that to me"

'Yeah, I would literally die, having that much money wasted on roses' I thought and went to find the flower boy to give him a piece of mind.

"Hey!" a voice startled me from behind and put a full stop on my search. My anger instantly evaporate watching his confuse puppy looks.

"Hey!" I replied to the shy mafia who was blushing like a high schooler and scratching his perm mane.

"Y-you" I was trying hard to scold him for wasting money which could buy me loads of hoodies but my voice died down from seeing his nervous expression.

"Do you like it? Jin hyung told me to buy you food, saying that 'The way to a woman's heart is through her stomach' " he rambled.

"Well, the famous idiom states 'man' but I think everyone's heart goes through stomach" I corrected him while laughing on his lost face.

"Yeah! but that's cheap so I go with Namjoon's idea of classic flower. Do you like it? Or you like some other flowers instead? But your favourite flower is red rose" he blabber.

"Wh-no no-" I tried to stop him completely ignoring the fact that how the hell he knows about my favourite flower. "I like it. It was refreshing but I don't want you to buy me expensive things"

"But then how would I court you?" His confused face remind me of Jimin's talk that V had never once dated before. To say I was shocked that such a handsome man not that I have seen his face but his personality says a lot, was untouched would be an understatement. But now I think he was probably telling the truth.

"Just a nice date? Walking on beach side, strolling in garden filled cherry flowers, or like the time we spend near lake" I gave the rough ideas.

"Only that?" He asked in uncertainty and I rolled my eyes on his suspiciousness.

"Yes, I am content with that, maybe a lot of plushies too. My middle class mind would whoop your ass to waste money" she finds herself speak freely with V. She always have a foul mouth which was only blessed and open for only close people.

"Then those roses?" He ask with a flicker of nervousness playing in his deep black eyes. He must be thinking that I didn't liked his gift. Honestly, he looks like a kicked puppy. His features are uncannily familiar with Taehyung if not for the huge mask. I am sure he is pouting behind it because I didn't like his gifts. Sometimes I wonder he feels irritated with a piece of cloth wrapped around his face all the time.

"Umm it cannot be returned right?" I asked mentally slapping myself for being insensitive. The man in front of me looks close to tears.

"Yeah. But don't worry I will thro- take them away" he said and began to move like a new born fawn.

"No, wait V! I like them. I admire your intentions. We shouldn't throw- Oh I know what we are going to do today!" I say with enthusiasm.

"Wh-?" he tried to ask but I was too excited and just dragged him with me.

"Come with me" I said and request Lady Maria to help me in shifting these flowers. She was eager to help me when I convey my intentions.

"Wai-" V screamed once again when I dragged him out of the car haphazardly. But I didn't answer him right away and point my finger to the board for him to read himself.

"This place?" He asked in utter confusion.

"Yes-" I bounced on my feet. It's been a long time since I have visited this place. I should visit it frequently.

"But isn't a little too early" he said. 'Uh but this place open for visitors since early morning' I thought.

"No it's never too early" I replied not getting where is this was coming from.

"But shouldn't we discuss things before?" he interjects while blushing like mad. eh?

"What? We should never think a lot about these things" I replied finding it funny that he wants to proper-plan everything.

"But who will be parenting?" he asked.

"Uh-huh I think some caretakers" I said not paying much attention to what he was saying, eager to find the office first.

"What? No I am not going to be a bad parent. I am going to bath them myself, feed them, wipe their ass-" he cutely rambled.

"Hahahahaha" I find it ridiculous and his lost expressions were damn funny. What the hell was he even thinking about?

"What-" he was baffled at my giggling.

"You are so cute" I said and pinched his cheeks cladded in mask but he shake it off in anger or blushing as the red face betraying him.

"No I am a hunk!" he said the most classical thing.

"Yes, a baby hunk" I retort sassily.

"Y/n....." he deadpanned

"Okay okay! What did you think we are doing here?" I asked while stopping myself from grinning like a madwoman.

"Aren't we going to adopt one kid? That's why we are here in orphanage. Right?" he asked.

"Silly. Not that I mind adopting in future but it should be done with thoroughly thinking. And we are here to bestow the roses like a present" I said and a small smile playing on my face.

"What? Will there be any uses of those?" he asked what everyone would ask in his shoes.

"It can't be used. But it can make them smile if we decorate the orphanage with those roses. It made me smile whenever some people give us beautiful things" I whisper the last sentence.

"What?" he asked not catching my words clearly.

"Nothing, Let's decorate this garden then!"

"Oh you didn't have to do that. My men can-" he rambled but I had already sprinted away.

"Come on V quickly" I shouted upon seeing him still standing.

"Uh okay?" he whisper dumbfounded, following me soon.

I had already talk the director regarding our gift for them and they were thankful about it. In between the conversation, V offered to throw a surprise party for kids to make them smile. I was enthralled with his sincerity and sweetness. I had a doubt that his sweet behaviour for a mafia was tooo good to be true but he always proved me wrong.

Now we are here, decorating the garden with the helpers and some teachers of orphanage.

"How do I cut this tape? Where is the scissors?" he asked for the nth time being fed up with the crafts.

"Use your teeth. Silly" I showed him but he seemed unfocussed on my what 'Is there something on my face or lips?' I thought.

"How do I hang this?" my mind was blanked watching the high tent and hands occupied with hanging flowers.

"What happened?" a voice asked behind me, turning around I looked up seeing V looking at me in concerned.

"I wanted to hang these on ceiling but it's too high and there's only one ladder that's being used by that lady" I pouted and fall in complete silence.

"Ahhhhhh what are you doing?" suddenly I was lifted in air and the culprit was giggling at my struggle.

"I am just helping. Now hang them" he said softly and secured my waist lifting me in his strong arms.

"No! no! just put me down" I argue.

"Just do it" he command.

"Hmmmppp"

Soon the small garden was decorated with all the roses, balloons and banners. It was really magical. The helpers and director went to hide behind the cartoon banners.

I was still looking for a perfect place to hide when a large hand grabbed and dragged me behind the big rose bouquet. I was not surprised that it can hide both of us. But what shocked me was the closeness between me and him. My hot breathe was hitting his mask and our eyes were lost in each other. He was not wearing his usual blue lens revealing his natural orbs. It had a homely warmth, sincerity, love and affection and it was too much for me to handle such emotions and I looked down broking the stare. Not because I couldn't bare him but the gaze was too familiar.

We quietly watch the rose petal falling on children like confetti and their smile widening with every passing second. We were the only one hiding now, as the other helpers and dean went to attend the kids.

"Oh no!" Suddenly a helping lady let out a screamed.

"What happened?" V and me asked in unison.

"We were hiring a clown for the party but when he got to knew that it's for orphanage then he back out thinking that we want his services for free" she explained in both anger and despair.

"What? That's terrible" I frustratedly said, remembering my own days. How often we got refused by others who thought that we are ripping them off.

"Yes. Many people thinks that we just want free services. But in reality, we paid for everything because we value jobs" that lady explained.

"These children never saw a real clown. Now they are going to be sad" the director said worriedly while making calls to arrange a clown.

"I can become one" I suggested but V interrupted me.

"No worries, just give me five minutes" he said and ran off towards exit.

"He didn't have to do this" the director nervously said as didn't want to trouble us.

"Don't worry" I assure her believing in V.

I should have never trusted him.

It's been already half an hour and kids have eaten the food and playing around.

"Aww it's so beautiful" a small girl exclaimed in awe.

"I never seen so much roses at the same time" a shorter boy sprout while spinning around.

"What are you talking about? We never saw a rose, only some weed and marigolds" some big toddler spoke the bitter truth.

"Yeah, it's like a Disney castle" they screamed in awe.

We decorate the garden in Disney theme and roses put an extra charm to it.

"I know right" those cute dumplings were talking among themselves. But the happiness was short lived.

"Mama! where is the clown?" The young boys complained to the director.

"Yes. Yes, Joker" they whined with their puppy eyes.

"Is he not here yet?" She asked to me, wiping her sweats in tension.

"I don't know" I left them and approach a helper, stating my needs and she complied.

"Pick-a-boo"

"Oh it's Elsa"

"Ohh... she's so bootiful"

"Can she beat the bad guys"

"Yes!" I exclaimed, dressed in Elsa's costume arranged by the helper. Fortunately, the children's attention divert from clown.

"Can she beat the rich man to who threatened Mama" the kids whisper but i caught on and made a mental note to ask about it later.

I had handle the kids and their ridiculous question but my mind was gnawing at me that V left me here all alone. 'Where's he?' i thought.

"Why so serious?" A deep voice whisper behind me.