AUTHOR'S POV

"You're telling me that I should go by this ladder you've placed here, up to the first floor to Jin's window?" Mi questioned, her face giving a look of perplexity.

Yoongi nodded, "If you don't want to be caught by Jungkook and Taehyung who are in the living room, playing overwatch."

"Aish," she hissed making the two others laugh. She sighed heavily and finally placed a foot on the wooden ladder, gripping it by the sides.

"Hold it tight, you get that?" She assured and Aera nodded with an amused smile.

"Cheesus fries, help me through this," she mumbled.

"He won't if you call him that," Yoongi laughed but she kicked his hand softly that was holding the ladder.

"Arghh. I was helping you, dammit!"

"Thank you very much, Yoongi Boongi," she mocked and carried herself up.

"Dammit, Dami. I'll take revenge for that name," he cursed under his breath but Aera laughed at that.

Finally reaching the window, she knocked at it. One knock, no response. Second, none.

"Do you guys think, he's asleep?" She asked looking down.

Suddenly the window opened and Jin appeared with a bemused expression on.

"M-Mi?" He stuttered.

She smiled, one hand still on the ladder while other waving at him. Amusingly, he pulled out his index finger, poking her cheeks softly. "You're real?"

She scoffed. "No baby, I'm in hallucinations. Pull me up. Someone would come otherwise."

"Y-Yeah," he said with a still bewildered countenance. He helped her up to the room and then closed the window behind him, pulling the curtains, even though the window wasn't see-through.

"Oh wow, he didn't spare us a look," Aera chuckled.

"Why would he when he got her?"

"Point. So, I should wait for her or should I leave?" She asked back.

"Um... Staying here is not safe. If you leave her, how will she go back?" Yoongi said, maintaing his face stiff.

"Yeah... So, what should I do?"

"Coffee?"

"At midnight?"

"No?"

"Call!" She grinned and he blushed a little.

"There's this café nearby. We can come back when she calls you."

She nodded as both of them got into Aera's car to the nearby cafe.

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"What? I mean h-how? I mean why?" Jin fumbled with his words when she just stood infront of him with a broad grin.

God. Don't even point out at the effect that smile was having on him. He could feel his soul blooming in his body, his dropping shoulders getting the energy back and eyes turning into dazzling sets of diamonds.

He missed her smile the most.

"We didn't clear the misunderstandings," she said, her eyes on the BTS group photo on the white walls. "You look handsome in there, like always."

"Oh that-" he turned to give it a glance. "It's old."

"Yeah," she stepped further towards it, walking past him, examining it more. "2016, wings era, right?"

"Yes. How did you..."

"Pink hair Jin. How can I forget? You don't really age man. No doubt, you're world wide handsome," she giggled.

"No. That's just a joke. I don't really mean it. I only do it for easing the situation. What are you doing here, though?" He asked again and she turned to meet his eyes.

"To ease the situation. Why don't you sit down? You seem tired."

"Yes... I mean No. You sit down, please, sorry... I just, actually..."

"It's fine. Calm down," she said in a hushed tone and walked upto him. She took his hand in hers taking him by utter shock and made him sit on the bed.

"I wanna tell you, Jin, don't ever think that you raped me because you didn't and you know that. You cannot even do that under the effect of aphrodisiacs, " she said, kneeling down on the floor, his knees in her hands and her eyes set in his.

"You should not be doing this," he looked away.

"Doing what?"

"Consoling me when it's you who is hurting," he gulped.

She smiled warmly. "And you're not? Jin, look at me." She said and he did.

"It's not a matter of who's hurting more or less. Who's hurting is justified, who's accusing themselves more. The matter is, we are good people and we deserve a soft epilogue. We have suffered enough when neither of us wanted to hurt each other."

He placed his hands over hers that were on his knees. "You're way too good, Mi. You're too good for me. You deserve someone so much better."

Her lips pressed in a firm line as she pondered over it. "Maybe," she shrugged. "But I choose you. Don't you see that I am blindly in love with you. Even after everything, I am here with you today. Even in the dark when I am losing hope, it's your voice that makes me stand still."

"You love me still? After all this? Why? I am such a bad person-"

"Shush! You're not! You're not a bad person, Jin. Stop accusing yourself. For my sake, please."

"But I hurt you," he added, with dull eyes.

"And you'll leave me hurting? I couldn't leave you hurting like that. How could you...?"

"Because I thought my existence was a pain to you."

"Your existence is the world for me, Seokjin. I've said this before, I love the world so no matter what happens I am still back to it. Same is with you, whatever happens, I still am back towards you. There's this magnetic pull in you. Even when I didn't know that I was talking to you, I fell in love with you. It feels like I was made to be in love with you."

His heart was loudly beating. Anyone standing close could have heard it. He didn't know what to say, he was robbed of words. She was so genuinely expressing herself and that was not okay with him. Somewhere in his mind, he had made it clear that she deserves someone who can love her right.

"I cannot Mi. I am sorry. I cannot love you the way you deserve."

Her heart as if crumpled into ashes with that one single sentence. It took her absolute courage to reach out to him and speak her heart out, overcoming her natural diffidence. Tears pricked her eyes but she sequestered them and just sniffled dryly.

"It's your choice. But remember, the next time you say that you hurt me or rap- whatever me. I will throw my fists at your handsome face," she laughed but tears fell down her eyes.

She got up with a heavy heart but an evergreen smile. "I think, I should leave then," she said and turned back towards the window.

She stopped in her tracks to glance back at his glossy eyes. "I love you, Jin. I don't know till when I will be continuing that. Hope you don't mind," she chuckled and turned back again.

She was about to open the window when he turned her around by her shoulders, landing his plump lips onto hers. A thousand butterflies soared in her stomach as she felt his hand holding her chin, lifting it up and taking her into a magical conclave of endless euphoria. His other hand held her by her waist while her palms landed on his chest.

She closed her eyes and gave into the kiss. It was slow and sloppy. A tear ran down from his eyes landing on her cheeks making them break the kiss. He wiped off that tear by the pad of his thumb and infinite miseries were washed away by that liquid.

"I love you too, Mi. I want to make you feel that. It's too much to contain in myself."

She chuckled. "You're so dramatic, aren't you. I almost imagined myself crying all night because of this."

"No more tears in these beautiful eyes. It'll be different now. I'll make sure that it's different now," he added and she smiled.

She scooted up and placed her lips softly on his taking him in a loving kiss again.

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(A/N: Finally! *Wipes off sweat on forehead*
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