Chapter 64: Complete

Yoongi Bonus Ending

It's been months since you've graduated. All the boys were getting their lives together and moving on nicely. Jungkook was in college and Jimin is working hard as a trainee for Jam Entertainment. Hoseok is working at Ms. Moon's salon at the edge of town. They've all been working hard including Namjoon who had the center running smoothly. Namjoon was teaching Taehyung everything he needed to know about working at the center and they were patiently waiting for Yoongi to come back from the military. Seokjin was going to graduate from college soon. Then he'll be coming back to Korea to start his modeling career.

The eldest was excited to come back, but it was unfortunate that no one could go to his graduation. You certainly didn't have the time or money for it. Currently, you were doing your best to run your own business as a florist. That's the path you've chosen in life. It's very hard to believe that the two years have already passed. It feels like just yesterday you were sitting next to Yoongi in the back of the truck watching the fireworks go off. That memory still put a smile on your face. Plus the one where Yoongi yelled that he was going to kill you for embarrassing him at his graduation ceremony. You couldn't help but laugh looking back on those memories.

Yoongi should be leaving the military soon, but you didn't know his discharge date. That's what saddened you. None of the members have heard from him since the day he left to enter the military. The truth is you've probably written over hundreds of letters to Yoongi, but you've never received a single one in return. Yoongi has never sent you anything back. It hurt a lot, but you still felt comfort in writing to him. You sent him letters talking about the things that you felt like you couldn't talk with anyone else about. He was like your escape because you were actually writing to someone, but he possibly didn't care. That's why it didn't matter if you spilled all your feelings onto paper. It was like the time you told him you had a fight with your sister. You get it off your chest, but you don't have to worry about the other person making a big fuss over it.

Wrapping a ribbon around the ten flower stems you held in your hand, you made sure to leave it in a nice bow to hold it still. Now where were the scissors? This wasn't what you thought you would be doing in the future if you were being honest. If you told first year you that she'd become a florist, you would get questioned heavily. Out of all jobs, why this? For one thing, it was relaxing. Sort of. Whenever you got large orders for a wedding for example, then it was nothing but pain. Brides can be such b*tches. Still, they were willing to spend a lot of money. But you became a florist because of your interest in flowers during third year. A small hobby of making beautiful flower arrangements turned into you opening up your own shop. The boys were proud of you though for creating a business. Namjoon was especially proud and gave you a lot of useful tips in the beginning.

Picking up the scissors at the edge of the counter, you came back to the ribbon and curled the edges. Now the little bow is starting to look pretty. This bouquet was a small one, but it was just going to be for display in the end. You grabbed a vase and started to prepare everything. The rest of the supplies you needed were already on the counter. The shape you were going for with this bouquet was a typical round one. Everyone love's a classic bouquet. Setting the flowers inside, you began adding the other various plants to make it look fuller and pleasant to the eye. The roses would catch people's eyes first for having the strongest color, but then the lilacs would be a subtle contrast. Then the fox gloves always made things livelier. A few guelder roses for the full effect and for the light color.

Done! The bouquet looked lovely and so romantic. Picking up the vase gently, you brought it over to the shop window. You've already watered most of the plants here but you had to get rid of your old lily bouquet. This fresher bouquet would look nicer up at the window. Sighing peacefully, you always enjoyed how nice your shop smelled like. There were so many types of bouquets that it made things so exciting. Some people found it weird how excited you got about flowers and arranging them in certain ways. Was it so wrong to have unique interests? This was just how you liked spending your days. Inside your little shop even though some days could be slow. Whenever they were slow, you went behind the counter like you were doing now. Pulling out a piece of paper and pencil to write a letter to Yoongi.

Nothing has really happened today so you didn't know exactly what to write to him. He basically knew everything going on in your life as it is. Writing his name on the letter, you tried to think of something to entertain him. You figured he already had fun reading your second-year experience in high school. None of the boys were lucky to say the least. They could've been, but you wanted the attention of another boy. The one who never wrote you a letter back. How crazy can you get? At the start of the gang, you never once tried to insult Yoongi despite him hating you. Then you were hiding him and defending him when he still had bitter feelings towards you. Now you were left with a large crush on him towards the end of first year. You sorted out your feelings by the time it was too late. Can you even call what you're feeling for him a crush?

It felt tiring to be into him. It was so one sided and you've cried a good number of times over this boy. You've worried for his safety, if he was eating well, and just taking care of himself in general. All these questions were asked in the letters but again. Yoongi never bothered to write you one back. That was the most heart-breaking part. He asked you to write them and he doesn't even respond? The other members said it was just Yoongi being himself. That sounded true, but it hurt you anyway. Tapping your pencil on the paper, you heard the soft bell ring inside your shop. A customer entered your shop, so it was time to focus on work again. Sliding the paper and pencil to the side, you looked up with your friendliest smile.

"Hello, welco—!" You stopped in the middle of your words. He was standing there. Was he actually here? What was he doing here? You brought your hands up to your mouth, struggling to wrap your mind around this. He gently closed the door behind him and stood awkwardly in your shop. Having him stand in your shop made everything appear smaller. What was going on?

"(F/n)..." Yoongi removed his cap as he stared at you. He was still wearing his uniform and you couldn't tell if he just left the military. He hadn't told anyone that he was getting discharged today. Yoongi nervously pulled out a box, holding it out towards you.

"Yoongi?" You stopped letting the counter be the thing blocking you from hugging him.

Immediately, you rushed over to the male. Tears were already rolling down your cheeks by the time you jumped onto Yoongi. He stood still before wrapping his arms around your body too. He's actually back. The two of you stayed hugging each other for the longest time. You didn't want to let go of him just yet and Yoongi kept a firm grip around you. Eventually, he pulled away to put his cap back on. His eyes were red making you realize that he was silently crying. Yoongi didn't let you mention it though and only shoved the box into your hands. Wiping your cheeks, you slowly opened the box to see what was inside. What was all of this? You raised your head to look at Yoongi, your lip quivering from all the emotions.

"I'm sorry, (F/n)." Yoongi bowed his head before taking in a deep breath. He blinked his eyes, coughing and making sure he didn't let anymore sad emotions get the best of him.

"Are these...letters?" You picked a paper up that had a date. It was Yoongi's hand writing. Reading the letter, you began to cry again to see him responding to your letters. He just never sent them.

"I'm a coward." Yoongi looked down to his feet. Turning around to set the box down on the counter, you knew that your entire day today has been thrown off balance. Yoongi eyed you curiously when you walked passed him to open the door. His eyes widened, thinking that you were going to leave him. That's something you would never do. Instead, you turned over the open sign to closed. The two of you had a lot to talk about. You wanted to spend the entire day with him now that he's back. "You're closing?"

"I want to talk and spend time with you." Pursing your lips, you went back to grab the box Yoongi had given you. "Have you seen the others yet?"

"I haven't...I was planning on seeing them all tomorrow." Yoongi couldn't make eye contact with you. Only you know he's back? A lot was happening inside your heart at the moment. It felt like at any point that your heart would just give out and other times, you felt light as air in a good way. This was a lot to take in.

"Do you want to eat?" You asked. Yoongi smiled softly at that, nodding his head to your question. He looked around your shop as you pulled out your car keys from your pocket.

"Flower shop?" Yoongi sighed. "I know this is our first time seeing each other in two years but..."

"Do you think it's stupid?" You tilted your head. If he did find it stupid, you were only going to laugh it off. Yoongi gave you a serious expression that was puzzling to see.

"No, I don't think it's stupid." Yoongi frowned. "Flowers have a special importance to me...I don't know. I just really like them."

"Oh, I see. I really like flowers too." You smiled as he kept looking around.

"They're beautiful no matter what." Yoongi sighed. "For happy events or for sad ones. I like that about them. They're not just f*cking plants to me."

"That's true." You went behind his shoulder as he walked up to a certain bouquet. "Do you like that one?"

"...remind me to get these later." Yoongi turned his head to you.

When he asked you that favor, you didn't really think much of it. He said he liked flowers and you weren't going to question that. The two of you exited the shop, excited to eat food. Emotions were running wild inside of you. He's back. It wasn't settling in, but you were so happy. This was better than the letters. It also left you touched that you're the first person he goes to. Yoongi got in your car and you drove him to get kimbap. He didn't want to eat at a restaurant or anywhere inside with other people. Yoongi felt more comfortable going back to your place to eat the food. He was surprised to see you still living in the cramped apartment. It's not too cramped anymore ever since unnie moved out to get a bigger apartment.

The male had fun looking around to see if anything had changed. Of course, the first thing he goes to check is if the mold above the sink is gone. Which it is! You made sure to take care of that. Unnie said she felt like crying everytime she saw it. The mold reminded her of your innocence being taken away which wasn't true at all. She just had a wild imagination and Yoongi wanted to be a punk. It made you wonder if Yoongi would return to his sarcastic self soon. The current mood was emotional, so you had a feeling he wouldn't start joking around just yet. Hopefully soon though. You wanted him to tease you and give you a gummy smile based on your reaction. Stuff like that. You missed it and remembered it as one of your fondest memories. At the time, they annoyed you, but it was funny to see how you craved it now.

After he finished looking around, Yoongi sat down on the couch. He sighed peacefully the moment he let his body sink into the cushions. Bringing over the kimbap, you handed him one while you got the other one. He thanked you quietly as you sat next to him. The apartment hasn't really changed since he's last been here. Maybe you got new furniture, but other than that everything was the same. Unnie's old room was just a guest room now. That made you realize something. Does Yoongi even have a place to stay at? He can't sleep at the warehouse anymore. It's officially a center for at risk youth. Then he really doesn't have any family to lean on. He only has the boys and you.

"Do you know where you're staying tonight?" You brought it up. Yoongi swallowed the food in his mouth, thinking on how to answer.

"Not really..." Yoongi stared at his the kimbap in his hands.

"Do you want to stay here?" You smiled gently at him. "You won't have to sleep on the floor anymore. Unnie's old room is now a guest room."

"You're going to let me stay here again?" Yoongi chuckled.

"Without question. You can stay here for as long as you like." You took a bite of your food. "I'm sure Namjoon will help you look for a cheap place."

"My old place is now a center." Yoongi sighed. "But I told Namjoon to keep my blankets safe...Holly is hidden in them."

"You're excited to see Holly?" You felt yourself melt. Yoongi didn't look you in the eyes when you said that. That's when a question popped inside your head. One of the many you probably asked in a letter multiple times. The box of letters sat on your kitchen table, but you would read those laters. You have the real thing in front of you. "Hey Yoongi, how did you sleep over there?"

"Sleep? Uh, not the greatest." Yoongi sighed, seeing your worried expression. "Not because of the nightmares though. They barely happened. It's getting better, but I need Holly back."

"We can get Holly back today if you want." You suggested, but he only shook his head.

"No, that's fine. I want to see the guys tomorrow." Yoongi finished his food. He ate that surprisingly quick. "Seokjin is coming tomorrow. That's why."

"You know?"

"I got my phone back and saw the messages." Yoongi shrugged. He didn't see it as a big deal. You thought it was really sweet though. He was willing to wait for Holly so he could see the whole group together. It's going to be so much fun when everyone reunites again. It's been far too long, so you can't wait for that moment.

You grabbed the trash for him and threw it all away. He stayed on your couch, looking up at the ceiling and put a hand on his head. He closed his eyes and let himself relax. The cap that used to sit on his head was on the sofa. Leaning against the counter, you stared at him quietly. It was interesting how you didn't feel embarrassed to see him in person after the letters. You revealed some very embarrassing stuff to him. He wasn't judging you though. That comforted you from feeling self conscious around him. The relationship you have with him has been through a lot. There's even a two-year gap, but you're talking to him like a long-time friend. Yoongi seemed tired already. You weren't going to bother him anymore.

Walking over to the box he had given you, it had its lid off with all the cramped letters inside. He organized them by date the best he could. Seeing all the letters made you realize just how much you wrote to him for him to have these many responses. The large smile on your face couldn't be wiped off. Reaching in for the oldest letter, you began reading them. One thing you noticed were that his letters weren't as long as yours. He was trying his best to reply, but you could see why he felt hesitant to send them. Still, you would have treasured these letters in the moment. Even now you love them so much. Just seeing what he had to say made you smile and sometimes yell at yourself for telling him such things. At the moment, you were reading a letter where Yoongi was trying to comfort you about your painful period cramps.

"What are you reading?" Yoongi's voice was close. Hearing it automatically made a shiver run down your spine. You looked over your shoulder to see him standing right behind you. His hot breath was tickling your ear, your skin now feeling like it was on fire. What's wrong with you?

"Just the letters you sent me." You held one up. He stared at it, reading what exactly he wrote to you. Yoongi nodded as his eyes went down to the floor.

"Sorry for not sending them..." Yoongi muttered.

"Yoongi, it's okay. You clearly read my letters and did your best to respond," You said, facing your whole body towards him. "Even if you didn't send them. So don't worry about it."

"I just want to make sure you don't hate me for it." He frowned and you couldn't take seeing him like that. Has he been beating himself up for two years thinking you hate him for not responding?

"I'll never hate you, Min Yoongi," You said with complete sincerity. He sighed as you made eye contact with him. He still seemed unsatisfied with himself. It wasn't the letters that were on his mind. Yoongi's eyes followed you as you walked back over to the couch. You weren't going to force it out of him. If Yoongi wanted to tell you then he would. For now, you guys are catching up on the two years lost. Yoongi went back over to the couch to sit down next to you.

"You're not going to read any more letters?" He raised a brow.

"I will, but I'm going to spend my time with you right now." You grinned. "Are you tired at all? Need something?"

"I'm fine." Yoongi didn't say much.

"Okay, if there's anything you want then I can go get it for you. I'm going to close my shop tomorrow if we're going to visit the rest of the boys," You said. After some time, it felt like you were talking to yourself. Yoongi wasn't saying a thing and he didn't seem too focused on the conversation. Would he notice if you stopped? Everything coming out of your mouth was boring anyway. "I don't know if you'll get your license yet, but I have mine. I can drive you anywhere you need to go so you can depend on me for that."

"..." He stared silently at your face. You almost felt your throat get dry as you thought of what to say next. All you were doing was rambling on nonsense.

"Namjoon will have the job ready for you when you're ready. I think it'll be fun working with your friends, especially if you have Taehyung around too." You wanted to stop talking. "I'm sure you'll get the kids respect fast—"

"I should have kissed you," Yoongi blurted out. Time froze as you stared at him. You weren't sure if you heard him say that right. It came out so randomly. Blinking at him, your lips parted to speak but you didn't know what to say.

"W-What do you mean?" You stuttered. You didn't want Yoongi to be playing a joke on you, but how could he be though? His tone of voice was so serious. Not to mention the look in his eyes that he was giving you. He was letting himself be vulnerable with you. He let himself be bare with you and it was by his own choice.

"I mean the day before graduation." Yoongi tightened up his fist, sighing in frustration. "Before the fireworks. When we were sitting in the back of the truck all alone...I wanted to kiss you, but I...didn't."

"You wanted to kiss me?" Repeating his words in confusion, you didn't know how to take this.

This was him telling you that he liked you back. Technically he doesn't know you like him in the first place, but you wanted him to know. You didn't feel crazy for loving the guy who made your life initially harder. The guy who insulted you and did everything in his power to get you to leave his friend group alone. But you didn't fall in love with Yoongi when he behaved like that. It was when he changed his character and slowly realized that you weren't someone to be afraid of. That's the Yoongi you fell for because he changed. He allowed himself to lower down his walls and grow as a person for the better. And he actually reciprocates your feelings. It was almost unbelievable.

"I was...too scared to," Yoongi admitted. He hit his fist on his thigh. "And it still pisses me off so f*cking much today."

"Yoongi." You caught his attention. His eyes connected with yours to see what you had to say. His fist loosened and you could tell that he was worried. He had no reason to be.

You leaned forward to press your lips against his. Yoongi didn't react the way you expected. The moment your lips came in contact with his, Yoongi started kissing back. He showed you through his actions that he wanted this. The two of you have been waiting to finally see each other. He placed his hand on your thigh, squeezing it gently as the kiss became more heated. His tongue moved with yours, the atmosphere growing warmer as this continued. You began wrapping your arms around Yoongi's neck as he pulled your body closer to his. Before you knew it, you were straddling him in an intense make out session. The two of you kept moving your lips, perfectly molding together. Yoongi's hands slid down your waist to rest lower down meanwhile you felt your hands trying to undress him. Yoongi pulled away from the kiss to catch his breath. You rested your forehead against his and stared needily into his eyes.

"Hold onto me," Yoongi whispered huskily as you wrapped your legs around his waist. He stood up, holding onto you tightly as he walked you over to your bedroom.

Things proceeded from there. You didn't think that would happen with Yoongi so soon. There was no regrets after it happened. The two of you were tired, falling asleep in each other's arms. He didn't have a nightmare throughout the whole night. It made you happy that he could sleep peacefully. In the morning when you woke up, you stared at Yoongi breathing lightly. He was still sleeping and didn't move when you dragged your fingers along his short hair. Everything at this moment couldn't be more perfect. Yoongi woke up minutes later. He didn't mind you playing with his hair but smirked to see you next to him. That's when you decided it was time to get dressed.

But the both of you were happy. The air had no more tension in it. You made breakfast and he mentioned how much he missed you cooking for him. That put a smile on your face. He really liked it that much? He was excited to see the rest of the guys today. Yoongi was acting almost like a child when he started telling you to eat faster. The complaints kept going until you basically shoved everything on your plate inside your mouth. Yoongi grabbed your car keys and was ready to drive your car himself. Last you checked, he never got his liscense. You were going to steal them back, but Yoongi insisted on driving to the new center himself.

During the ride, you feared for your life. Things might not end too well. While Yoongi was driving, he noticied how less people were crossing the street randomly. People weren't running red lights or doing anything rude. The streets seemed cleaner which made him groan. Yoongi muttered how he didn't like the change in the town. Things haven't changed that much. Of course, the crime rate has gone down slightly and things are a little better, but this place is still considered dangerous. You feel safer now then you did when you were a first year. A large portion of your thanks went towards Namjoon. Thanks to his center, less of the younger population are entering a criminal lifestyle.

Yoongi continued to be disturbed as he drove over to the center. That's when he saw it. He turned onto the narrow street where the warehouse used to be at. A haunting abandoned building no longer sat there. It has been completely transformed into a neat looking facility. Yoongi was weeping at this point. He hated the sight in front of him. The complaints came spilling out again. What is this crap? Why did this happen? How could Namjoon do this? I'm going to kill Namjoon. Those were all his words as he barely even tried to park. Yoongi was so frustrated that he got out of the car with the keys still in the ignition. Chuckling lightly, you took out the keys and brought them with you.

The male was still judging the center from the outside. He read the sign and grumbled more things under his breath. He might not like it now, but he'll get used to it. Especially if he's going to start working here. You couldn't wait to see what he does here. What will Namjoon make him do? Opening the door, you told Yoongi to come follow you inside. The two of you stepped in to take a look at the center. Currently, there were a couple of kids eating where you assumed the cafeteria area was. They looked up from their bowls to stare at the both of you. The place looked professional, but also a bit comfortable for the teens and kids.

"Mr. Kim! There's strangers..." A young boy called out, frowning.

"Which Mr. Kim? I told you to just call me Tae—" Taehyung stepped out from the kitchen, cleaning his hands with a towel. He came to look at the strangers. He didn't think much when he saw you until his eyes landed on the male next to you. Yoongi chuckled at the younger boy's shock.

"Getting called Mr. Kim now? Jesus, I remember when you were just a kid yourself." Yoongi stepped closer.

"H-Hyung!!!" Taehyung dropped the towel to run towards the soldier. Taehyung jumped, wrapping his arms tightly around his hyung. "I missed you so much! You're actually here! I'm gonna cry!"

"Nevermind. I should have known better...you'll always be a kid to me." Yoongi smiled softly, rubbing the boy's back. Taehyung gripped him tightly and was overjoyed. "So what's going on?"

"We're currently feeding the kids that don't go to school. Some are too young, but others are the right age for it. Namjoon hyung is working on signing them up for the next school year!" Taehyung grinned. "Some are excited and some are putting up a fight. We're working on it though."

"A fight?" Yoongi crossed his arms.

"Are you still having trouble with the teens?" You questioned to get a large sigh from Tae.

"The kids like me and I can work with them better. They've been through a lot, but I've gotten their trust." Taehyung smiled before sucking in his breath. "But the older ones. Specifically, the teens are harder to get their trust. They come here because we feed them, but there are still a bunch of teens who refuse to come in here."

"If this place was around when I was younger, I'd avoid it too." Yoongi scoffed at this place. Taehyung pouted at that as you shook your head.

Yoongi took a look around before his eyes landed back on the table filled with kids. There were mainly elementary students or younger. There was only one teen sitting alone at another table. Namjoon and Taehyung have told you about the kids here before. Most of the younger children were neglected at home. As they got older, the problems increased. The teens were homeless, abused, involved in criminal activity, into drugs or alcohol. They had tougher issues and were struggling. Namjoon wanted to help make it easier for them to transition into adulthood. Still, some of the teens didn't want help or it was just really hard to give it to them.

Taehyung raised his hand up hesitantly to hold Yoongi back, but he didn't do anything. Yoongi was already walking over to the teen sitting alone at a table. It was currently summer break. It hasn't been that long since Taehyung and you have graduated. You would have expected more kids here, but apparently not. Taehyung told you that children were more likely to come here and stay compared to the teens. Namjoon was in his office making calls so he had no idea Yoongi was in here attempting to talk to a kid. The children eyed Yoongi curiously as he sat down at the teen's table. Taehyung and you walked closer, but not enough to interrupt anything. The teen raised his eye's at Yoongi's presence.

"Loner?" Yoongi asked. The boy didn't say a thing. He decided to just ignore the guy in front of him altogether. "Got a name, kid? Something? I'll just call you mouse then."

"Can you get f*cking lost? I'm just trying to eat." The teen easily blew up. Taehyung nervously fidgeted next to you. He whispered that he never really spoke to the teen named Wonjae. The kids in the room tensed up to hear the swearing. Yoongi noticed the kids becoming nervous at the teen's anger.

"Name?" Yoongi looked over to Taehyung. He didn't want to be pulled into this but respected his hyung enough to give him an answer.

"Wonjae." Taehyung got a glare from the teen. You had no idea why Yoongi was doing this. It didn't seem like him, but you knew that he would have to start working with the kids once he works here. Maybe Yoongi was checking if he was really cut out for it. Taehyung pulled out his phone, texting the rest of the boys that Yoongi had come back. He was in the center right now.

"You should really watch your language and tone around the kids." Yoongi sighed. Wonjae didn't care to listen. He simply stood up, but Yoongi wasn't giving up that easily. Wonjae ended up just ramming his shoulder harshly against Yoongi to walk past him. The expression Yoongi had wasn't annoyed. Instead, he was amused as Wonjae walked towards the exit with his hands in his pockets.

"Remember to come back for dinner!" Taehyung worriedly yelled.

"Whatever." Wonjae rolled his eyes.

"Mind giving me my phone back?" Yoongi requested, turning around to face the teen. Your eyes widened to hear that. When was his phone stolen!? You glanced over at Taehyung who only sighed. Wonjae froze in his spot before trying to act natural.

"I don't have your d*mn phone." Wonjae growled as Yoongi came closer.

"Swear all you want and hide behind that, but I'd like my phone back." Yoongi pulled two expensive watches out from his pocket. What the hell was going on? Yoongi was smirking at this point to see Wonjae's face becoming pale. "Were you going to sell it? Like these two I found in your pocket?

"How—?" Wonjae looked like he was caught by the police.

"If you thought you were so cool for getting my phone out, you thought wrong. You made it so obvious." Yoongi laughed as he tossed the two watches over in Taehyung's direction. You jumped as Taehyung managed to catch them. "Give those to the police so they can be returned."

"Okay...you trust the police now?" Taehyung tilted his head.

"No way, but I'm going to set a good example or whatever." Yoongi scoffed, returning his attention back to Wonjae. The teen had no idea who he was messing with. "It's been a while since I've pitpocketed someone. I mainly did that when I was just a preteen. Glad to know I haven't gotten rusty."

"So, who are you? Some old guy who has nothing better to do?" Wonjae took out Yoongi's phone from his pocket.

"I just came back from the military and I've come to work here." Yoongi smiled. "Just wondering. Does the name Gloss or Suga sound familiar? Simple curiosity."

"Yoongi!" Taehyung chuckled nervously. The kids weren't listening in to the conversation. They were busy playing at the front of the center now. You couldn't believe Yoongi had asked that question. It's been two years since the gang was active. Life in this town has changed so you doubted anyone would still remember his little codename. Wonjae raised a brow. He looked more willing to listen to Yoongi now.

"I'm not a drug dealer like Gloss, but yeah I've heard the name..." Wonjae was suspicious.

"I wasn't a drug dealer. I just passed the stuff along, get it right." Yoongi frowned. "Drug dealers are shady f*ckers."

"What?" Wonjae was shocked. He turned to look at Taehyung who was tapping his foot. You stood awkwardly there to hear this.

"V, tell him who I am. Maybe then this little sh*t will start to respect me since he clearly doesn't care about age." Yoongi huffed. Taehyung began to laugh to have Yoongi call him that.

"Suga! Everyone feared you before you went into the military." Taehyung clapped his hands together. Wonjae was confused, but slowly putting the puzzle pieces together. Soon you saw Namjoon coming out of his office in a suit in a rush. He had a worried expression.

"Why am I hearing those codenames!?" Namjoon panicked.

"RM! Suga came back." Taehyung cheered. Namjoon was about to scold Taehyung for calling him that until he heard that last part. Yoongi turned around to face the male with his arms opened.

"Yoongi?" Namjoon started to grin.

"I'm back, Joonie." Yoongi stumbled back to get a giant embrace.

At this point, Wonjae was more confused than ever. He was making sense of the codenames he's heard. Taehyung was so happy to see Yoongi slowly reuniting with the others again. The rest of the boys were on their way. Namjoon's dimples showed as he squeezed his hyung tightly. They had a cute friendship. You looked over at Wonjae who was no longer leaving the center. He was waiting to get Yoongi's attention again. Since Yoongi's had a rough past and has been like Wonjae before, you knew he would become a good worker here. The teens would come to respect him easily once they find out what he's capable of. He's surprisingly still a legend in this town.

"You're Gloss? Er, Suga? And both Mr. Kim's..." Wonjae spoke out loud. Namjoon and Yoongi released each other from the hug to look at the younger boy. Taehyung came over with a large smile, bringing you with him. Namjoon sighed heavily, shaking his head at his hyung.

"Why'd you tell him?" Namjoon asked.

"Because I thought it would be funny. Look how scared he looks." Yoongi chuckled. "So what? It's not like we're in a gang anymore."

"He has a point there," Taehyung said. Namjoon still wasn't satisfied with this. That's when loud shouts came entering the center. The children were confused as Hoseok, Jungkook, and Jimin entered in a rush. The moment they spotted Yoongi, they came running. All three of them brought Yoongi into a lung crushing hug. Wonjae looked towards Taehyung for more answers. You smiled to see how happy Taehyung got. The teen wasn't being rude anymore and accepting conversations with them. "That happy one is J-Hope, that muscular one is JK, and then the short one is JM."

"Short!?" Jimin huffed.

"Wait, why are you calling us by that?" Jungkook furrowed his brows as he stopped crushing Yoongi.

"What are you doing!?" Hoseok smacked Taehyung's arm.

"Aah! Yoongi told Wonjae about us already though. It's not my fault." Taehyung pouted. Hoseok turned to Namjoon who was nodding his head. It was already too late to forget this ever happened. Wonjae began counting the boys and furrowed his brows.

"If you guys are the Bullet Boys then where's the seventh member?" Wonjae asked. Taehyung threw his fist in the air as the rest cringed.

"That was never our name." Namjoon pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Why are we known as that?" Jimin frowned.

"It makes me want to become a gang again, so we can stop people from calling us that." Hoseok crossed his arms.

"Who told you that was our name?" Jungkook questioned, ready to beat someone up.

"So you guys are them?" Wonjae turned to Namjoon. "You're so uptight that I didn't think you would have ever been in a gang."

"Hold up, uptight?" Namjoon scoffed in disbelief.

"He may be mean and not let us have fun at times, but he was never uptight," Taehyung said to get a glare from his tallest hyung. The boy only muttered that he was trying to defend him.

Wonjae was still suspicious, but he definitely looked at Yoongi in a different light. Both Namjoon and Taehyung weren't getting ignored by him anymore. He was slowly letting himself trust the adults more after finding out they had a similar past. It was improvement and you could see the giant smirk on Yoongi's face. The door to the center opened once more to reveal Seokjin standing there. The model has come back looking more handsome than ever. You squealed in excitement and ran towards him, hugging him tightly. He laughed as the other members jumped to see him.

"You've gotten so handsome!" You cooed.

"Aw thanks, Baby." Seokjin chuckled before cocking up a brow. "What's with that look?"

"Don't call her baby." Yoongi's tone was dark.

"Hyung sounds like he's gonna kill you." Jimin pointed out.

"No, he's just like that. We're best friends!" Seokjin went to hug the stiff male. Yoongi rolled his eyes first. Then he hugged him back and commented some playful insults as a welcome present.

Taehyung told Wonjae that this handsome guy was Jin. Seokjin was perplexed to be called that again, but Yoongi told him not to worry about it. Everyone was back! They're all together again. You took a few steps back to take it in. The warehouse had been completely changed, but their bond was still the same. You wanted to see them all hugging each other tightly. Everybody held the two eldest boys tightly since they've been gone for two years. They were flooded with questions and they did their best to answer. You felt like crying seeing them so happy with each other. You'd be lying if you said you hadn't been waiting for this moment for a long time. Some of the members grew teary eyed but calmed themselves down before anything could slip.

"So you've been telling people about us?" Seokjin turned to his friend.

"Problem?" Yoongi didn't care if it was.

"Yes!" Seokjin shouted as he looked over to Wonjae. "Forget who we are!"

"At least don't tell the other teens who come here." Namjoon shrugged. He didn't see it as too much of a problem if Wonjae kept it to himself.

"It'll be like our little secret!" Taehyung gave an exaggerated wink.

"Okay..." Wonjae nervously started walking towards the exit.

"Wait, Wonaje. One more thing," Yoongi started, "If they continue hurting you then you don't have to go back."

"..." Wonjae didn't say another word. He self consciously lifted up his collar, making you catch something. How did Yoongi spot that?

Wonjae left the center, but Taehyung was certain that he would come back. He often did by the time food was being served at the center. The thing Yoongi spotted was a dark bruise at the back of Wonjae's neck. Goosebumps covered your skin to know he had caught that. It made you sad to see that but the rest of the boys took it differently. Even the ones who didn't work at the center. All of them were worried but determined. If they ever saw Wonjae in danger or in need of help, they would do so at the drop of a hat. They were just those types of guys. They've been through it themselves.

"So are we going to hang out?" Jungkook asked.

"I'm kind of watching the center." Namjoon sighed. "I seriously need to hire more staff. Especially people who will be willing to stay here overnight for emergency cases."

"We can tell the chefs to watch the place for us for an hour." Taehyung suggested.

"I hired them to cook for the kids. Not babysit them." Namjoon chuckled.

"Do you ever get a day off?" Jimin questioned.

"Don't over work yourself, Namjoon. You're still young," Seokjin stated.

"He's going to look fifty by the time we're both thirty." Hoseok laughed. He found his joke funny while Namjoon rolled his eyes.

"We can't hang out. (F/n) and I have somewhere to go right now." Yoongi took a hold of your hand. Knitting your brows together, you looked at him in confusion. You don't remember making those plans with him. The rest of the boys stared at the two of you curiously. They mainly focused on the fact that Yoongi was holding your hand. Jungkook clearly wanted answers. Jimin glanced at Taehyung, but he was just as clueless. None of them knew. You didn't expect Yoongi and you to actually ever become this close. Thinking of last night still turns your face red. That was so bold of you to just do that with him. Holy heck, you can't believe the two of you actually—

"What happened here?" Seokjin put his hands on his hips. He broke the ice for everyone wondering. "Last I checked, Yoongi and I were both gone for two years."

"How did he get ahead?" Hoseok looked at Namjoon.

"Like I would know!" Namjoon frowned.

"We want the truth." Jungkook demanded.

"I don't think they're dating..." Jimin mumbled.

"So what is it, Yoongi hyung?" Taehyung eyed him curiously before glancing at the hand holding. "Did something happen?"

"If I say we're together will you idiots back off?" Yoongi huffed to see them all tense up. "Yes, we're a thing. So I better not see any of you motherf*ckers flirting with her ever again. Got that?"

"So blunt." You stifled your laughter. Yoongi grinned as he looked down at you. His gummy smile soon went down as he became serious. All the boys nodded their heads in disappointment. The point was made though. They had to accept that you gave Yoongi your heart. Turning over to Yoongi, you wanted to know what these sudden plans were. "Where are we going?"

"I want you to meet someone. Also, can we get those flowers from the shop now?"

Yoongi's face when he told you this was somber. A change in plans were made. The two of you would be meeting someone instead of hanging out with the boys. It looked really important for Yoongi to give these flowers and introduce you to this unspoken person. The rest of the boys understood and left you guys to do this. Yoongi and you parted with the rest of the boys to get the flowers. He didn't speak a word when he drove you. A part of you was terrified since you saved a lot of money for this used car and Yoongi still didn't have his liscense. Now that you've lived in this town for about three years, you were more familiar with the area he was taking you to.

Yoongi parked the car at the location. He loosened his grip on the wheel, taking the bouquet on his lap and exiting the car. You stared out the window to feel your heart sink. He had brought you over to the cemetery. Slowly exiting the car, you figured it was best not to question why he brought you here. Yoongi wanted you to follow him inside. He clutched the bouquet tightly, looking for a specific grave. Nervously balling up your hands into fists, you watched Yoongi adjust his cap. He found the grave he wanted. The look in his eyes had changed as well as his posture. It was hard to believe he had come back from the military just yesterday, but here he was. Dressed in his uniform with slight pride in his expression. He bent down to set down the flowers quietly. You inched closer to the grave, reading the name of the person who it belonged to. Min Jaehyuk. Min?

Was this Yoongi's brother? If he was Yoongi's brother then he had to be younger. He was born after 1993 but the thing that stung you was the year he died. He must have been extremely young. Frowning, you felt sympathy towards the male next to you. That's when a small memory came into your head from years ago. The only things you really knew about Yoongi were that he hated his father. His mom apparently didn't want him and Yoongi mentioned that Seokjin was lucky for still having his younger sibling alive. Things were making sense now. He let that little bit of information slip when he had gotten vulnerable in the warehouse. You never questioned it or brought it up again. Yoongi sighed as he put his arm around you.

"Jaehyuk, I finished my military service. I'm back." Yoongi's grip on you tightened. "I also want you to meet (F/n). She's my girlfriend now."

"Hello..." You said. Was that the right thing to say? He was looking at you to respond so you greeted his brother. "I'm Kwon (F/n)."

"He's my little brother, Min Jaehyuk." Yoongi swallowed hard. He tried not to let himself get emotional. He wanted to be stronger. "I want to tell you the truth, (F/n). About my past and everything about me if we're going to start dating. Because I'm a lot. There's a lot of disgusting and dirty secrets from my past that I can't keep hidden from you if we continue."

"I understand." You grabbed his hand and gently squeezed it for comfort.

"I wanted to bring you here to meet Jaehyuk because it's not just my story that I'm going to tell. The people I'm going to mention are not just names." Yoongi bit his bottom lip. He took in a deep breath so he could tell you everything. "I don't...know who my mother is. Jaehyuk and I don't share the same mom, but we share the same father. The father who was supposed to protect us didn't do that..."

Hearing all of this hurt you. It was hard to even imagine how Yoongi felt, but you could see why he acted the way he did during high school. Why he was always paranoid, had trust issues, lied, and cold to everyone outside of the gang. Yoongi confessed to you that his father who he considered a monster would constantly abuse him and his brother. The words were harsh and the physical violence would leave them on the floor for days. Yoongi said there were times when he thought his father had finally beaten him to death. He thought that any second he was just going to drift off and finally die. But he didn't. Yoongi would wake up in pain, unable to move and lying in his own blood. He's had his shoulder dislocated and bones broken.

The similar thing happened to Jaehyuk. The only difference was that Yoongi would do his best to make sure Jaehyuk never got hurt or got it the easiest. He wanted to be the one bleeding on the ground if it meant his brother were living a happy life. You heard this all as the words like brother and trailer started to make more sense. A home was supposed to be a place where you could feel safe and comfortable. The trailer was hell for Yoongi. He was tortured but stayed for his younger brother. He wanted to make sure he was safe. You frowned as you stared at the grave. It was sad to hear that someone so young went through this. You started to think that Yoongi's father managed to kill Jaehyuk, but that wasn't the case. Yoongi hesitated to tell you this part.

"I was being strong for my brother, but he c-couldn't take it anymore..." Yoongi looked up into the sky. "So he decided to...end it all by...killing himself."

"Oh..." You gasped lightly.

Yoongi was still hurting. It's been years, but this still haunts him. The torture and questions he gets from this will never leave him alone. One lone tear slid down Yoongi's cheek as he went back to staring at his brother's grave. He sniffled as he continued with his past. His father had left him close to death after finding Jaehyuk's body. That was it for Yoongi. He didn't have light in his life anymore. With his brother gone, he became cold and officially hated the world. He wanted nothing but revenge. He was hurting, in pain, and wanted others to have it worse. Yoongi didn't want to feel bad for himself so he did everything he could to forget and survive. There was nothing he could feel. Yoongi felt like he was driving a car with no gas. How long could he keep going? If he fed himself, he still felt empty.

Squeezing his hand one more time, Yoongi took his hand away from you. He didn't want you to look at him. All of a sudden, he felt like you hated him which wasn't the case. Yoonig begged you not to hate him as he told you how he cheated people, hurt them, and made others suffer. There wasn't much you could do about that. You pulled him into a tight hug despite him struggling slightly. After he finished admitting all the awful thing's he's done, he clutched onto you tightly. He wanted you to know he changed the moment he met a young boy going by the name Runch Randa. A kid needed help so he helped him out of random sympathy. Then that kid kept coming back and then he suddenly had the gang. He had a family.

"I want you to know that I've changed after all this time..." Yoongi sighed heavily. "The gang made me feel loved again. The warehouse became my home. And then you made me aware of my locked feelings. I have so many apologies and thanks to make."

"I'm glad that you know you've changed." You lifted his head, grabbing the sides of his face. "It's hard to change. Especially after coming from all of that, Yoongi."

"And...you don't hate me?" Yoongi asked.

"I told you that I could never," You stated to see him frown.

"But I...I'm not perfect." Yoongi gritted his teeth. "(F/n), I killed two people...I'm a murderer."

"...I..." You didn't know what to say to that.

"I shot Myon. I killed him and I hit one of his people with Seokjin's truck." Yoongi's lip quivered. "How can you love someone like me?"

"Min Yoongi...I was there for that. I've seen you at one of your worst moments, but I still want you," You said sternly. "I don't think I'm crazy for that. You've changed into a better person and I'm going to stay by your side. You're not going to get rid of me because I'm too stubborn."

"Promise?" Yoongi stared at you with big eyes.

"Promise." You pecked his lips, making him feel more confident. Yoongi knew that his problems weren't all gone. He still had issues, but he was working on improving them. He was going to start leading a better life now that he's back from the military. And he wants you in it.

*~*

Time fixes most problems. With effort though. Yoongi works to improve the life of others. It makes him feel like he does have a good purpose in the world. He no longer feels like a stain on a perfect white canvas. He's worked hard to get to this point in his life. Even through his tough moments, you've stayed by his side. The two of you have been together for four years now but been married for a year and a half. Yoongi didn't expect himself to end up with you, but he's happy. Every morning you get to wake up to his cute gummy smile. It leaves you ready to take on the world. He just leaves you feeling energized despite him being the opposite. All the boys are still like the closest family. It's so cute to witness when they're all together.

When news of the proposal broke out, all the boys had the funniest reactions. Hoseok was stunned for days. Namjoon and Seokjin were happy for you both. Then Jimin and Taehyung wanted to see the ring right away. As soon as they saw it, they complained to Namjoon that he should pay Yoongi more to get a better ring. Not only did they insult Namjoon, but Yoongi as well. It was funny to you. Maybe not so much to the other boys. Jungkook told you that if Yoongi got cold feet that he would gladly take his place. This boy. Yoongi heard that and made sure to give Jungkook an earful about hitting on taken women. Those were all fun memories.

He's now your husband which still leaves you giggling like an idiot. How lucky are you? Having him makes you feel special. Yoongi calls you crazy since he considers it the other way around. Despite being married and in love, Yoongi teases you like no tomorrow. It's all in good fun though. Unnie thought you got yourself into a toxic relationship which was far from the truth. She learned that that's just the way your relationship with him works. Currently, Yoongi is working over at the center. The younger children find him a bit scary, but the teens highly respect him. He's doing well in his job and you're going over to bring him lunch right now.

"Can't he make his own lunch? Or buy something from a convience store?" Hyosung unnie asked. She was standing inside your new apartment with Yoongi. You finished eating your own lunch, so you were going to give Yoongi his meal before continuing the day.

"I told him to never eat convenience store food for as long as I live." You grinned as you grabbed his lunch. Unnie rolled her eyes at you.

"Why would you do that?" She huffed.

"Because he loves my cooking and I can't deny that gummy smile food." You cooed as she started to laugh.

"Gosh, you're like still in the honeymoon phase with him." Hyosung smiled for you. "I can't believe you married that guy. The one who disrespected me in front of you!"

"He's just like that." You walked around the counter. Little paws ran around the floor. Unnie made sure not to step on the dog Yoongi insisted on getting. He was a poodle with short, curly brown hair. You felt like the dog helped Yoongi emotionally. The best part was that his name is Holly. The little dog trailed behind your movement around the house. He was such a little cutie. When you guys first got Holly, Yoongi cried and held the puppy for the longest time. Holly is special dog who you guys treat as your own child.

"Well, I'm just shocked that you guys had sex in my own apartment during highschool." Hyosung dramatically sighed. "You had all these oppas around you and then I found out one of them entered my own home!"

"You're so dramatic and Yoongi and I didn't have sex during high school." You corrected. "We had sex the first day he came back from the military."

"You wha—honestly, get that d*ck sis." Hyosung clapped.

"Thank you." You grinned.

"I'm surprised that despite f*cking like bunnies, you're just now pregnant," Hyosung commented as you furrowed your brows. This girl, again with her slightly true wild imagination.

"Maybe because we were careful and responsible? Yoongi and I finally have a place of our own, we're doing good financially, so we figured why not now? It couldn't be more perfect timing." You opened the door as she walked out with you. Holly barked to say goodbye as the door got closed. She walked you to your car as you slowly got into the driver's seat. You were five months pregnant and the bump was starting to get bigger which made some things harder. Hyosung closed the car door for you but leaned in through the window that you had rolled down.

"You're pregnant and he's making you drive in this crazy town?" Hyosung unnie pouted.

"It's not that crazy anymore! And now you're just looking for reasons to insult him." You laughed.

"Because that's my relationship with him." She smiled. "Tell him I said that he sucks."

"You know what response he's going to give me." You put the car in reverse.

"I can't even find d*ck to swallow, I know." Hyosung unnie stood away from the car. Backing out of your parking spot, you poke your head out to look at your sister.

"I have to go now, but good luck finding d*ck." You waved as you went forward towards the center.

"Thanks, I need it!"

Driving in the direction of the center, you hummed to yourself. The song playing on the radio was from Jimin's group. He's not in the rookie idol group but choreographs the dances for it. Jimin was going to debut with them but decided not to. If he did, he'd be the maknae. He's doing well for himself. Speaking of maknae's, Jungkook was doing well too. He's working at a game company and loving it there. Ms. Moon's salon was getting more recognition thanks to Hoseok. His passion clearly shows in his work. Stopping at a red light, you look out the window to see a face cream ad. Funny to see the guy you had your first date with on all kinds of ads. Seokjin is becoming quite the successful model. Everyone is doing so good. Namjoon is working with schools now to help students directly. You're so proud of them.

The red light turned green. From there, you made it to the center without many stops. It didn't take you long to arrive. Parking the car, you came out with Yoongi's lunch in hand. Entering the center, you looked around to see your husband wasn't anywhere to be in sight. Could be he in a room instead of the main lobby area? There were a lot of kids playing on the carpet and that's when you noticied a big child playing with them. He had a tiny ponytail given to him, probably from one of the kids. Giggling at the sight, he gave you his boxy grin to see you standing there. The two of you have become quite close over the years since he didn't have a crazy schedule like Jimin. That's not to say Jimin and you aren't still best friends though.

"(F/n)! Are you here to give Yoongi hyung his lunch?" Taehyung stood up.

"Yeah, is he in Namjoon's office?" You asked.

"No, he's out back with the teens. They're planting flowers," Taehyung said, putting a smile on your face. The adoration for flowers was mutual between you and your husband.

Thanking Taehyung, you went out the back to go look for him. Outside of the center, Yoongi was holding a shovel and telling the teens how to put them in. He wore a large hat that blocked the sun from hitting his face. Some teens were watering flowers that were already planted, and others were slowly putting them in the ground. All of the teens were listening to Yoongi without question. In the beginning, Yoongi would tell you how tough work was. Certain teens gave him more trouble than other ones. It's like they wanted to see if he was still the tough Suga. They learned the hard way, but they've grown an appreciation for him. Especially since he gives them the cold hard truth. He doesn't hide behind fancy words just because he's an adult. Yoongi cares about the teens and does what he can to make sure they feel happiness in their lives.

"Next lesson will be planting the flowers as seed. Soon we'll make the center look all pretty," Yoongi stated. "Maybe we can plant flowers at other parts in town. A field trip."

"Yeah!!" The teens cheered. One kid forgot they were holding a flower and tossed it in the air out of excitement. It hit the ground, earning laughter from a lot of the kids.

"I'll pretend I didn't see that. Anyway, I have to ask Namjoon first." Yoongi shrugged.

"Gummy! I brought your lunch!" You held it up in the air. Yoongi turned to face you, his cheeks getting pink to be called by his nickname. The teens snicker softly to hear that and he tried to ignore them as he walked over to you.

"(F/n), thanks for the lunch." Yoongi kissed your cheek before whispering, "And don't call me that in front of them."

"What? It'll ruin your street cred?" You raised a brow as he opened the bag and began eating his lunch. "You're my little Gummy though."

"(F/n)." Yoongi glared at you, his cheeks full.

"I'm being affectionate!" You reasoned. "You're a lot cuter when we're alone. That's why I call you Gummy."

"I thought you called me that because of my smile." Yoongi mentioned.

"That too." You nodded. His smiles were always so infectious. He didn't smile a lot since he would express his happiness in other ways, but you loved his smile. It was so sweet and it warmed your heart. Yoongi never understood why you liked it so much. He finished eating his sandwich and tossed his trash away. "I'll see you at home, Gummy."

"See you at home, Babe." Yoongi pecked your lips as he grabbed his shovel again.

"I love you~!" You said, loudly enough to embarrass him again in front of the teens. Yoongi nodded at that as the kids planted. He didn't say anything, making them stop planting eventually. A lot of the girls looked up towards Yoongi with pouts. Yuna was mainly giving him harsh looks.

"Aren't you going to say it back, Mr. Min?" Yuna asked.

"Say it back!" One girl shouted.

"I'll punch one of the kids if you don't!" Another girl huffed to get an instant scolding from your husband.

"What'd I say about threats?" Yoongi narrowed his eyes on her.

Most of the teen boys uttered how scary the girls could be. Looks like that hasn't changed over the years. The girls kept complaining to Yoongi, wanting him to show his affection to you publicly. You didn't spend to much time with the teens or kids, but they liked you. If Yoongi loved you then they accepted you with open arms. According to Wonjae who is an adult now, told you this before you married Yoongi: that you saved his life. That's when you learned that Yoongi talked about you at work. Now he's planting flowers with them and you're a florist. He's so sweet and adorable. Like a little gummy. You smiled at Yoongi, waiting for him to say it back. Yoongi sighed in defeat as he realized a majority of them weren't going back to gardening if he didn't say it.

"I love you, (F/n)." Yoongi gave you a gummy smile. "I love you so much."

"You're so cute, Gummy!" You cooed as he chuckled. The teens cheered as Yoongi walked over to you, lowering himself to face your belly.

"Mommy's crazy." He smirked.

"Mommy's sane." You shook your head. "Don't tell our baby nonsense."

"I only speak facts." Yoongi practically lied through his teeth. You've been with him long enough to know that he tends to have a lot of baseless confidence whenever it comes to stuff like this. "And you should be calling this little guy Gummy instead of me."

"We're the Gummy family!" You squealed to see the distaste in his face. He shook his head as Yuna called out something.

"We can't wait until the baby is born, Mrs. Min!" She put her hand on her stomach. "Maybe our kids can be friends."

"I'd like that." You smiled at her. Yuna was a second year in high school, but she got pregnant pretty early in life. She came to center in a panic after her parents disowned her but has calmed down since then. Yoongi seems to be good with teens and you give her as much advice as you can. She's only three months pregnant and you wished her the best.

"You want to rest, Yuna?" Yoongi asked.

"I'm not that pregnant." Yuna continued watering the flowers. Yoongi chuckled as he turned to you with another gummy smile.

"I'm happy our baby gummy is going to be a boy." Yoongi sighed. He adjusted his large hat and you just had to ask about it.

"Why are you wearing such a large hat?" You went to take it off, but he jumped back. That reaction is very suspicious. "Min Yoongi."

"I don't want to get burned." Yoongi pursed his lips.

"He's going be caught." Yuna giggled with the other kids. They all smirked as you waddled as quickly as you could to take off his hat. He can't fight you when you're pregnant with his child! The moment you took it off, you gasped.

"You dyed your hair again!?" Your jaw dropped.

"It's not what you think." Yoongi frowned. You waited for an actual explanation. "Hoseok made me an offer I couldn't refuse."

"So I have to yell at Hoseok for giving me flashbacks?" You teased.

"It's temporary. That's why the color isn't as good." Yoongi ran a hand through his mint green hair. At this point, you didn't care if he dyed his hair rainbow colored. He was going to do whatever he wanted. Pecking his lips one more time, you were done for the day.

"I'm going back home then, Gummy." You ruffled his hair.

"I'll miss you and 'lil Gummy." Yoongi chuckled, placing his hand on your belly. "And Holly too, obviously."

"We'll miss you too."