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Ona's Perspective

"You do realize he will kill you."  I told Taehyung as we walked back down the neighborhood I lived on. It was just a few hours after the whole event and I was still shaken up. Taehyung had refused to leave me or be far from me. So, his arm was wrapped securely around my waist and his cheek rested upon the crown of my head.

"Let him try. No one is taking you away from me." I felt his lips kiss the side of my head, immediately releasing those dangerous butterflies in my stomach.

"You sound like an obsessive weirdo." I sighed, but a small smile escaped from the frown that had power over my face.

Once we were approaching my street, Taehyung stopped, turning me around to face him. I wasn't sure what he was doing until his face quickly fell to mine and his lips pressed hard against my own in such a fervent manner I had no way to react. Even if the feeling to hide and be shy was still inside of my mind, I couldn't help but respond back to him as I knew that I wouldn't be able to stay away for long.

Taehyung wrapped one hand around my waist, the other was holding the side of my face, pressing slightly more when he kissed harder. I swear I could see stars and feel myself getting faint from how passionate Taehyung was pressing against me. I felt as though the way he kissed me was our last day together or our last day on this planet. It was all emotionally handled that I needed to have some sort of therapy right after.

Taehyung lessened the pressure on this kiss to move his lips to the corner of my mouth, then lay soft kisses against my cheek, before burying his head into the crook of my neck, sighing softly. I could smell his sweet cologne as I hugged him back, playing with the hair on the back of his head; so soft and thin.

"I love you," He whispered, so deep and light was his voice that I got maniacal butterflies in my stomach. But I also felt like choking up. All I could do was nod, the words 'I love you' was still a foreign sentence to me. I wasn't used to saying this to someone other than my family, but this was also a different form of the meaning love that I was used to. "Do you want to go home with me?"

"What?" I moved back and looked at him, fingers still locked in his hair. Was he suggesting I run away or...what?

"You can come back to the apartment with me. You know, until you feel comfortable facing Jimin." He was right. I was going to feel anxious around my brother and not be able to look at him directly. I wasn't ready to face Jimin, with his eyes of judgement. When Jimin was angry, it was like talking to a brick wall; he becomes way too stubborn.

"What do I tell my parents?" My parents were still in town, already planning on their future business leaves, but they wanted to spend time with the family in the meantime. I knew my father wouldn't be too happy with me staying in a bachelor pad with other boys. My mother might let me, but she is another protective person in my life.

"Just say you'll be with Mickey. That you'll be spending the summer with her." That wasn't an entirely bad idea. My parents haven't met her just yet, but I did tell my mother about my friend and she seemed to like her already.

Taehyung and I talked more about our plan; I would tell my parents that I would "be with" Mickey to hang out during the summer and that I would need to pack some clothes and other necessary items. As we walked towards my house, I felt nervous. It seems so silly running away because of my brother, but I knew he would find a chance to stop me and talk about everything or maybe even have the nerve to tell my parents. I also just needed to clear my head.

"I'll wait out here." Taehyung nodded as we stopped outside of my gate. I gave him a little smile before walking through the gate, into the small courtyard, and into the house which smelled of cinnamon. When walking through the foray, I caught glimpse of my mother instructing people to move pieces of furniture around, her creme colored satin shirt was un-buttoned a few and she dabbed herself with a handkerchief as if she was doing a lot of hard work.

I was going to sneak past her, but as she turned around, she called out for me. "Ona, what have you been up to?"

"Oh, um," I just pretended to look dumbfounded as I remained cool. "This and that." Good job, Ona. Way to be descriptive.

"Interesting," My mother laughed before sitting down at a velvet chair, breathing out and once again wiping at her neck and forehead. "I've ordered new furniture. Everything just seemed so lower class to me in here," Sometimes I wanted to roll my eyes at her, but I knew I would be in trouble if I did. "So, where's the fire? Why were you rushing on by?"

"Oh, I'm going to see Mickey," I smiled. I just really wanted to end this conversation. "I'll probably be there for a week or so, maybe less." I nodded.

"No, you're not," I snapped my head around to see my father stepping out the of downstairs study, his spectacles on the end of his nose, chewing on the end of his pen, and a handful of papers in his grip. He looked so un-like my typical father who wouldn't be caught in such a casual state, but I liked it. "You have to prepare for that college. That's what your summer should consist of."

"That's a-actually what we will be doing," I grinned, maybe too much. "We'll be going to the campus and seeing where everything is, and we'll be preparing for the semester coming up." Was I terrible for lying? I never really lied to them before as I never had a reason to, but I guess this was huge reason to do so. I felt like I was minutes away from being found out, as if they had a professional mind reader in the house, hiding away to make sure I was in check.

"Come on, Jihwan," My mother waved her hand with the handkerchief. "She'll be productive and a good girl. I trust her." My mother smiled at me, making me want to run over and hug her to death, but I reserved myself.

"Fine. But I will call the college to see if you did indeed go," He said, pointed the chewed on pen at me. "I am putting my fullest trust into you."

"Kamsahamnida, appa." I bowed to my father. I guess I can have Taehyung take me over there. I already knew he wouldn't mind and also, we could get him signed up for a semester or more as well.

"Maybe you should take Jimin with you," I was going up the stairs but stopped when my mother suggested that. Oh god, please don't make me. "He wants to go to the same school. He should go just in case if you feel uncomfortable."

"If she is going to be an adult, Yerin, she can't have a babysitter." My father rolled his eyes before bowing his head to me and going to the kitchen, probably to mix himself some strong drink. I knew the amber liquid makes him think easier.

Before anyone could say anything else, I raced up the rest of the stairs, flinging open my door, and grabbed the dusty black suitcase that sat under my bed. I haven't used this thing since the family went to America a few years ago and now it will be used as a rebellious teen's escape route.

I made sure to grab the essential clothing; shirts, shorts and jeans, sandals and shoes, even some manga and my camera that Yoongi gave me last year for my birthday. As I looked at my underwear drawer, I started getting red-faced. What if Taehyung or one of the other boys walked in on me by accident? And they saw me with just these on? Oh, god. Was this a mistake? Will I be embarrassed every second when I breathe? I sighed, grabbing more than enough and anything else that I would need. I will say, it was hard to zip up my suitcase right after. I basically had to sit and jump on it for it to actually hold everything.

As soon as I was about to step out of my bedroom, my phone vibrated in my pocket. As I pulled it out, opened the phone, and peeked, I couldn't help my eyes to widen, but I laughed a little.

I didn't stop at all as I made my way all the way back down, catching a glimpse of my mother drinking a glass of wine in a new white plush chair while two men were moving it to the corner, and soon I was out of the door. I was excited to actually be away from the house, but also extremely anxious to know that I would be with Taehyung 24/7.

"What took so long?" Taehyung asked as he grabbed the suitcase from me and also took my hand, leading me to an orange car parked against the curb. He must have ordered a cab for us which was good choice since the apartment was twenty minutes away but would have been so much more if we walked.

"Parental confrontation." I sighed as I sat inside, him following after.  The driver took off and I somewhat wanted that race car feel of when Jin was driving. Speaking of, I was kind of happy to be able to see the others. Its been quite a while and I kind of miss them. Even Yoongi's cold glare and his weird habits of knowing all. I swear, he is a wizard.

Almost a half hour later, we arrived at the older building, some people stood outside of it, as if lost. But most looked like they were just enjoying the heat of the summer sun as they took long drags of their cigarettes or took naps under the shade of the large tree that sat guard outside of the building. Being like a recluse inside of a mansion or staying near the higher class citizens of the city of Seoul, I wasn't sure how to react the the woman drinking from a brown paper bag or the man taking up the whole entire side walk bench as he slept. Maybe I was just being a snob, but I wasn't too used to it.

Taehyung grabbed my case from the trunk of the car before opening my door and helping me out. Once I got out, the cab driver didn't hesitate before peeling away, as if he was relieved to be rid of this young couple.

I didn't hesitate to grab Taehyung's hand as he led me through the path towards the apartment complex, not wanting to make eye contact with any of the residents outside. I never was one for looking into eyes, except with Taehyung as he wants me to, just because it was more of an intimidating feeling that I wasn't comfortable with.

The elevator was unfortunately under construction at the moment, making Taehyung groan like a little kid, but as I suggested to race him to his floor, he got this huge, childish grin on his face and instantly ran up the steps. I don't know where their room was, so I was okay with losing to this kid.

I will say, I should probably work my legs more. Those stairs will be the death of me if that elevator isn't fixed soon. I was basically panting as I reached Taehyung who stood smugly, teeth indenting his bottom lip and eyes watching me with a satisfied taunt.

"Looks like I am the winner." He teased, ruffling my hair. I pouted and slapped his hand away, patting down the loose strands he ruined.

"I let you win. Also, I didn't know where I was going, so it was a lost cause anyway, you pabo." I crossed my arms. Fooling around with Taehyung like this reminded me so much of when we were younger. I kind of missed it now that we were too busy doing other things...more romantic things.

"Or maybe you should work out more and maybe you would beat me." He shrugged, making me gasp and hit his arm, but I knew he was joking around. Taehyung was never one to insult a girl to make her actually feel bad about herself. He was just that teasing prick you couldn't help but adore.

"I'll beat you with my fist if that's what you want." I threatened. He laughed and threw his arm around me as he opened the door, leading to a shaded living room with cans of old beer littering the small coffee table and the TV playing a black and white movie that was on very low volume. It looked like your typical solo boy's apartment. The kitchen was what I expected; dishes that weren't clean but someone did start on them, just didn't end it, two pizza boxes were sat on top of the dining table next to me. How could Jin allow this? I wanted to laugh at the sight of him fuming at the mess but not clean it up because he would want them to clean their mess themselves.

Speak of the devil, Jin was sat on one of the couches, his head lolled back, freshly new blonde hair parted to reveal his glossy forehead. On the other couch was Hoseok who was sleepily watching the black and white pictures, as if he was a student watching a boring lecture. The other boys were no where to be seen, but I imagined they were in their rooms or out.

"Ona?" I smiled at Hoseok who spoke up. His huge smile was something I missed and I opened my arms to tell him 'give me a hug." I was soon engulfed in a tightening bear hug, the smell of pizza and his cologne filled my nose and I actually loved it.

"I'm so happy to see you." I said into his shirt, causing him to squeal in delight. I loved it when he did that. It was so cute.

"What are you doing here?" I heard another voice say and I saw Jin was now up, a smile on his face. He then hugged me while I was still in Hoseok's arms, basically becoming a Jinseok sandwich, but I was embracing this cozy, nostalgic feeling.

"Alright, don't kill her. I still want her." Taehyung pulled me out, his hand latching onto mine quicker than you can say my name.

"What's going on?" Jin asked again. We all called him the mother of the group for a reason. Even if he did some crazy things, he never strayed far from his title.

"She'll be staying here for a little while," Taehyung smiled, obviously excited at that fact. I was happy as well since it's outside my comfort zone which seems to excite me more than scare me out of my pants. "Since we're in downtown Seoul, she thinks it will be easier to stay here and get ready for college." Taehyung was trying to play it off so smoothly and it seemed to be working on Jin as he he just nodded with a smile.

"Jimin found out they were dating." We heard a deep voice and then saw Yoongi walk by, fall into the couch and look through his phone.

"Hyung, why don't you go stand on the balcony and test to see how long it is from there to the ground."

"If you want someone to test the Physics of that, why don't you volunteer yourself?" Yoongi looked up and raised an eyebrow at him. "You seem more concerned about it than I."

"Because you should do something with your life besides snooping into ours," Taehyung was slowly getting angry and I knew this bickering feud between him and Yoongi would end up with him losing. No one can win over him. "Also, it would make a great YouTube video."

"Guys--" Jin tried to cut in but Yoongi cut him.

"Seems kind of rude to bring up something that almost happened just earlier today." Yoongi pushed. I looked down and scratched my arm out of nervousness as I was reminded of my stupid actions today. I knew Yoongi wasn't trying to be mean directly, but I felt a little hurt from just the mention of it.

"I will do something if you don't shut up." Taehyung threatened but it didn't seem to phase Yoongi even one tiny bit.

"Both of you be quiet, my god. You're like two preschool kids," Jin snapped in Taehyung's face to get the younger to look at him. "Just tell me the truth. You two are dating?"

"Yes. I wish I could have said something before big mouth ruined it all." Taehyung glared again at Yoongi who just plugged his ear buds in.

"Well, you weren't going to, since you lied," Jin crossed his arms like amother would, causing Taehyung to sigh. "I already had suspicions of this, so it's not a surprise. Jimin found out?" He looked over to me.

I nodded. "He wasn't too thrilled. I kind of freaked out and ran off," I sighed. "I was going to--"

"She was going to run away, gone forever, but I stopped her. So, it's fine if she stays?" Taehyung had cut me off when I almost spoke the whole event of me being stupid and almost being 'gone forever' as he mentioned. I have realized how stupid that was, it wasn't something to freak out too much over.

"I could never turn you away," Jin smiled, giving me a side hug. "You can take my bed. I'll just share with Namjoon if he ever cleans the other side of it." He rolled his eyes.

"You don't have to. I'm the guest, you live here." He was too sweet, but I wasn't going to kick him out of his bed. I wasn't that person.

"Exactly, you're the guest, but you're also family. So, don't worry." Jin said and told me to make myself comfortable. Taehyung then pulled me with him to the room as he said he shared it with Jin. As I entered I smiled a little as I know who's side was who's. Jin's was all clean, his blue bed spread tucked and prepared, his shoes neatly lined against the wall. Taehyung's side was like a young teenager's bedroom; his bed was askew and his clothes covered the floor.

He started to pick up some clothes as I looked around the room, taking notice of the mangas that were stacked on Taehyung's desk along with the photoframe that was turned upside down. I picked it up and frowned when I saw it was him, a younger version, in between the two people he could never impress. His cheesy smile was cute compared to the stern faces of his parents. It was almost as though they were just cut outs and not real people.

"You can put your clothes with mine in the dresser," He nodded to the dresser that sat next to the door, more books and papers on the top. "Even your underwear if you want. I won't peek."

"Taehyung!" I grabbed a book and threw it at him."You better not go through my underwear or I will let the beast come out."

"You mean the kitten inside of you? If that's the case, I wouldn't mind making you purr." He gave me a cheeky wink that had me all red and struggling to even talk let alone breathe. What is this? The 'torture Ona day?'

"Don't make me rethink my decision to be here." I crossed my arms, turning away from him. I felt my heart flutter as I could hear his heavy footfalls from behind me and soon enough, his arms enveloping me as his breath brushed my ear.

"I promise I won't," He nuzzled his head into my back. "But don't expect me to not 'accidentally' see something," He chuckled as I groaned at him and slapped his chest. As he grabbed my hands, stopping me, he pulled me down near his bed, making me fall right onto him. "I'm going to love having you here."

"I just hope Jimin doesn't do something." I said.

"The guys wouldn't allow him to do anything, and neither will I. He's my best friend, even if we are at a bad time in our friendship. He just needs to calm down," He sighed and pushed back some of my hair away from my face. "In the meantime, I need to figure out a way to kill Yoongi."

"You won't win," I laughed, moving off him and laying on my back next to him. "Yoongi is too smart."

"Anyone can be defeated. Don't you read the history books?" Taehyung got up and began to move some of his clothes aside in the drawers so I can add mine in.

"Those were battles with swords, guns, and ships. A battle of wits is Yoongi's gain. You won't be able to get anything from it." I laid on my side, hair falling across my face and shoulders as I watched him make his drawers somewhat decent. It was really cute to watch him actually become organized.

"You know, maybe I should take Hyung's suggestion and test the distance of the ground myself." Taehyung joked, causing both of us to laugh. It was nice to be here and not have to think about what happened. I didn't need to worry about my brother or how I he thinks it should be. I loved being with Taehyung. He was something special. I knew Taehyung wanted me away from the stress and the worry, which I seriously appreciated.  I didn't know how long I was going to be here, but I just knew that I needed a break from being nervous all the time, to being happy with what I have right in front of me.

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Hello! It's been a while. It's mainly because I had KCON, work, and now college. I still do, so it's hard for me to update. I didn't really mind asking for updates, but not every week please. It gets annoying. So, no more. It's school season which is more important and work is basically everyday.

I do hope you enjoyed this chapter. Yes, that couple is living together ;) Also, this story is almost done, but the next book is out to add in your libraries! It will be Jimin next!