Yoongi's POV-

"His phone has been activated for no more than twelve hours and he has a completely different number. It's not even the same carrier he had before! How is that possible?"

"Yoongi, I really don't know what to tell you besides the fact that he worked for the military and has contacts there. Seemingly impossible things become rather easy if you know who to ask.

"Did you get the number changed yet? And I don't know how he could have gotten Bunny's number this quickly, but to be honest what I am more concerned about is the fact that whoever it was knew Jungkook was my son."

I hadn't really thought of that. How has he connected Kook to Mrs Jeon?

"Yes. I got ahold of someone and got it changed before I called you. How would he have been able to connect him to you?"

She sighs, sounding a bit annoyed. "My father signed a military order for Irene to stop looking into our life and I think when this happened it triggered Hyuk to connect Bunny to myself.

"I think that's how he knew to ask him for me. It's good that Bun didn't confirm anything to him, but it's still up in the air if it is good or bad that he knows he might be my son."

"Why would it be bad? You have sounded so confident that he would help you once he was aware that Kook was your son." I ask, now being even more confused and increasingly annoyed.

"I am confident... but I am also trying to not get ahead of myself. As I said, the man I knew would never do what we believe he has under any circumstance so he may be a different person than who he was before."

Oh for fuck sake. Good to know she isn't wanting to get ahead of herself and get her hopes up but she sure didn't stop us all from doing so.

She has said numerous times how confident she was that her "old friend" would help her and now she's saying it may or may not be the case? That's just great.

"Were you able to get Bunny calmed down then?" She asks.

"I wasn't." I say a bit bitterly. "He had me call Taehyung."

"I see."

It's silent before she lets out a sigh.

"I can only imagine how hard it is for you but I hope you understand that he loves you. He and Taehyung are just close."

I scoff. "Yeah... Close." I click my tongue.

If I don't let my thoughts out to someone on this exact subject I'd "then being close" I might just explode.

She may not be the best one to do so with but my assistant is the one I'm upset with so I can't call him, Yeol is still injured and needs to just focus on recovering.

Jimin might be able to offer some help but I don't really know him well enough to feel comfortable calling to complain about his friends' closeness with each other. I definitely don't think Hobi would really be of much assistance and I haven't even considered venting to Namjoon or Jin.

But I need to get this all out right now. So I begin with a huff.

"It's just so frustrating. I can't compete with him. He knows everything about Kook. They share everything with each other. This isn't the first time he has turned away from me and ran to Taehyung either. Even though Taehyung has proven through this whole thing how he doesn't love Kook-"

"Proven he doesn't love him? Him allowing his heart to be broken purposely was him proving that he wasn't in love with my son? I hate to break it to you, but that was him proving how much he does love him."

Why would she say that?! Is she thinking that will help me because that doesn't calm my nerves at all.

"Then why aren't they together, hm? Why is Kook with me instead of him if they love each other so much?"

"Would you prefer that he chose Tae over you?"

I don't appreciate the subtle mocking in her tone, but she has a point.

"Of course not. That's not- Of course not."

"They have had plenty of chances to be together Yoongi. Years. If they wanted to be they would be."

I hate this feeling. This feeling of not being good enough. And I hate the advice or whatever the fuck she is attempting to offer me is. Does she really think her words are helping me?

"He doesn't love Tae like he loves you, Yoongi. He may have in the past, but you are the name written on his heart now. You are who he chooses to love."

Okay... That helps a little.

"I just don't want him to wake up one day and realize I'm not good enough for him. Taehyung knows Kook so well. They seem to share a heart sometimes. How can I compete with that."

"You don't have to. He wants you. He loves you! That needs to be enough. If you are having such a problem with understanding that then talk to him. Let him tell you himself that you are enough." She says before taking a deep breath. "May I share something with you?"

"Will it help me feel better?" I mumble.

"Honestly, it could go either way." She chuckles lightly.

"Go ahead."

"He wants to remember but he can't on his own. I don't know all of the answers he is looking for and I know that when he asks you you are scared that you will trigger an episode and cause him pain, but he needs to know.

"It hurts him more when we don't tell him answers than when we do. His pain is worse when he tries to remember himself. Tae is honest with him. He always has been. If you won't tell him what he wants to know I'm sure he knows that he will.

"Remember when Hoseok brought up that we thought the man he remembered is the one that kicked the door in? He hadn't remembered the door before that but after it was said he recalled what happened and, I know I wasn't there to see him, but it didn't sound like he had an episode or experienced extreme pain did he?"

I purse my lips as I recall that night. "Actually, no. He got a headache but he said he was fine. He got tired and fell asleep not long after, but he didn't cry out or pass out due to the pain."

"I think this is the way to help ease his mind. By slowly answering his questions. Not too many and not all at once, but answering little by little so we can fill in the gaps. His mind has to work so hard to try remember by himself.

"It's no wonder he has to sleep so much. All the thinking exhausts him so if we can start helping him slowly, it will be better for him in the long run I think."

It sounds reasonable but it still makes me nervous. "There's no telling what question of his gets answered that throws him into unconsciousness again. I know I couldn't handle that again. I cannot lose him again. It killed nearly killed me."

"There's no way of knowing what might trigger him but we do know for sure that him being hit with a memory all at once is more likely to set him back into losing himself than easing him into his memories. Just, try it okay? Please?"

"I will. I'll talk to him when he is back."

"Talk to Taehyung too. I think he could clear a lot up for you as well."

"I'll have think about that one. I don't know if I am in the best state right now, but I agree that he could offer clarification."

The line is silent for a few moments before she speaks.

"Thank you for taking care of him. He did a good job when he found you Yoongi. I know that him being in the hospital was difficult for you, but I appreciate you being there for him now."

Being there for him now? I'm trying to think of what she means. She always speaks in double meanings and I am sure she is talking about the months I was with Irene... but I never wasn't there for him.

Does she think I didn't care? I tried to act like I didn't but I did. I'd course I did and I was there. Just not when everyone else was.

"Mrs Jeon, I was there. I didn't want to have to see everyone and have to listen to them tell me what I knew was true deep down. I don't think anyone tried to understand my point of view. I know looking back it's seems commendable for me to believe what she said.

"But everything she was saying matched up with what the doctors and the police found. In my mind I had no reason to think she could have done such a horrendous thing, and how could I?

"If you were told that someone that claims to love you and you inexplicably love back tried to have your new love interest murdered, would you so easily turn your back on them and believe such horrible accusations? I just couldn't wrap my head around it. I admittedly still have trouble doing so.

"But despite my confused heart, I was there. I never stopped thinking about him. I'll admit shamefully that I tried to stop him running through my mind every minute of the day, but I could never bring myself to stop loving him. To stop worrying about him.

"I don't want you to think I ever fully turned my back on him. She clouded my thoughts but I never stopped loving your son. I will never stop loving him, and I'm not going to leave him." I blink back the tears building in my eyes, trying to compose myself before I continue.

"I apologize if I have come off as crass, I am just terrified of something happening to him. I'm terrified of him getting hurt again. It kills me when he has his headaches or feels upset and I can't help him. When all I can do is hold him close and wait with him until it passes."

The line goes quiet and all I can hear are muffled sniffles before she speaks again.

"I know Yoongi. You love him and he loves you. And I meant it when I said he did a good job finding you. I never doubted your love for him dear, I just didn't know how long her words were going to keep you under her spell. I'm sorry if you felt misunderstood. I don't know your full story and it's not any of my business, but I'm sorry if you felt alone.

"As far as Bunny goes, this isn't going to be easy and the memories he does recall are not going to be pleasant ones but he needs to remember. He wants to and we can't keep hiding things from him.

"I have to go but I will talk to you later. Hopefully after I've spoken to Hyuk and have some news, good or bad, I'll come back to visit you all."

"That sounds good. Thank you for your advice and for listening to my ranting... even though some of what you said didn't offer immediate comfort, overall it was a good talk and you said a lot of things I needed to here." I smile softly "Have a good night Mrs Jeon."

"It's no problem. You can rant to me anytime, but I can't promise you will always feel better afterwards." She laughs. "Have a good night."

I hang up and place my phone back on the counter as I lean my elbows down on the cold granite countertop.

"Little by little." I say under my breath. "I hope it will work."