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Namjoon's POV

"But I know it's not for the best. So no matter how much my heart is going to break, I've got to let him go so he can know just how much I love him. Maybe if I'm lucky, he'll come back. But if not, I can make it through this."

Jimin scoffs at my heartfelt sacrifice. "Everything that comes out of your mouth is bullshit. Why am I still friends with you?" I shove him a little, glaring at him.

"Shut up! I mean it."

"No you don't. I know you Namjoon."

I sigh, letting him in on my regrets. "Being his shoulder to cry on, and being the one he turned to when he was in pain. To be the one he trusted most was all I ever wanted, because I love him above all else." Jimin stares at me for a second before hugging me again. "But I've ruined everything." I cry in his shoulder, not caring that I wet my friend's sleeve.

"Don't worry Namjoon. I have a plan."

***

Jin's POV

My phone buzzes in my pocket and I check the lock screen, seeing that Jimin texted me.

Do you remember how you said that you were looking for a house for sale? I found one so go to this address:

I open up the link and find it using google maps. Smiling, I enter my car and leave the candy store, lollipop in hand.

Destination on left.

I look around and park my car on the side of the road. The directions took me to a small, seemingly deserted town. Weird. There was dust everywhere and I couldn't wait to leave. Jimin found me a place here?

I pull out my phone and call Jimin, wondering what the hell I'm doing here. "Jimin where am I?" I ask, once he picks up. I can hear a faint giggling on the other end and roll my eyes. "Is this a prank? Cause if so, hardy har har I'll be leaving now."

I almost hang up when Jimin quickly responds. "No no no! Don't leave!"

I groan. "Then what's this about?"

"... Do you see a sign anywhere?" He asks, ignoring my question.

I sigh and start looking around in desperation. "No I don't see a sign anyw-" I stop, looking at a little post in the ground. It was in the middle of a wide field so I can't see what it says. "Wait. I found it. Hold on." I walk towards it and the writing becomes clearer.

I don't know what hurts me more. The fact that I recognize the sloppy handwriting or what the message actually says.

FOR SALE:
One Heart
Horrible Condition.
Will Take Anything For It.
PLEASE
Just cut it out of my chest
AND END THE SUFFERING

I laugh at the sign. Is this some cruel joke? I turn around and find myself in someone's chest. I dare look up and meet his gaze. I push him off, furiously. This is just another last attempt-

"Wait!" I walk faster, knowing he called after me. "Jin please!" I spin around just as fast and Namjoon stops in his tracks, careful not to bump into me.

"No. And do you wanna know why?" My arms cross in front of my chest and I start tapping my foot.

"Wh-"

"Because you promised you'd never hurt me. You tore down my walls. You said you would always be there for me." My eyes become watery again but I fight back. I can't succumb to them once again. "You lied."

His arm stretches out to reach mine but I avert it. "Do you know why, after all this time, I'm still here? Because when love is true, it waits. And I will keep waiting for you, no matter how many times you push me away." I scoff at his confession.

"Why do you think your meaningless poetry is good enough?"

He shakes his head and grabs each shoulder, no matter how much I squirmed. "I'm sorry." I growl, starting to get impatient with his hold on me. "I'm sorry about what I did to Jungkook. I know how much he means to you and the fact that it scares you, how fragile his life is. I'm sorry that I made you worry about your own life with every turn on the street, wondering if James will try to come after you again. And I'm sorry that after I entered your life, it turned to shit." He gives me a small smile and grips my shoulders tighter, less threatening, more comforting. "That's what you wanted to hear right?"

I nod, my answer seems to be lodged in my throat.

"And I mean it. I'm sorry for everything Jin. Everything." He plants a light kiss on my forehead before continuing. "I miss you. So much." He plants another kiss on the tip of my nose, causing me to flutter my eyes closed. "I miss how happy I was with you." He leaves a peck on my left eyelid and then my right. "I miss you when something good happens, because you're the one I want to share it with." Another kiss on my left cheek. "I miss you when I laugh and cry, because I know that you are the one that makes my laughter grow and my tears disappear." Right cheek. "I miss you all the time, but I think I miss you the most when I lay awake at night and think of all the wonderful times that we spent with each other. Because those were some of the best and most memorable times of my life." His lips hover over mine, unsure of whether or not I will consent to this.

"Just do it." He smiles and leans in, pressing his lips to mine in an increasing pace. My arms wrap around the familiar crook of his neck and his arms find their place around my waist. Our kiss that began slow, hiked up to a passionate make out session that I had to break. I was panting for air and Namjoon leaned his forehead against mine, doing the same.

"I missed you."

I laugh and hit his arm. "You said that already." He grins again and pulls me in for another kiss. This one stayed at a lazy pace, less frantic.

"I know." He pecks me on the lips again. "I just really missed you."

I grin from ear to ear and pull him in for a hug, listening to his rapid heartbeat. "I missed you too." I snuggle into his toned chest and he tightens his arms around my body.

"I love you Jin. With all my heart. You're the reason I kept going even when everything else was falling apart." He pulls away to poke my nose. "Because in the end, you're still the only one I see."

***

Jimin's POV

School time started and left, leaving 4 very happy couples with increased stress over college deadlines and grades. What got me through was the upcoming breaks that I get to spend with my boyfriend. Winter break started and I was walking to his place, half of my frozen face hidden in my scarf. The snow was falling at an impossibly slow pace, mirroring the amount of effort I feel like putting into things these days.

I knock on the door and Jungkook opens it, greeting me with a smile and pulling me inside. "It's cold as shi-"

"Hi Jimin." Jungkook's mom comes into the hallway and notices Jungkook's arm resting at my hips. She visually tenses up but comes to give me a hug anyways.

"Uh hi." Well this is a surprise. I continue taking off my gloves, scarf, jacket and hat, leaving them all in the coat closet in the front. "H-how are you?"

She nods a little, lightly patting on my shoulder. "I'm good." What with all the physical affection? I look at Jungkook and he shrugs, obviously behind this new found sympathy.

"You know something, don't you?" I jab his side with my elbow and he bites his lip. Out of pain or keeping in a laugh, I will never know.

"I have no idea what you're talking about." A knowing smile flashes on his lips. We follow Jungkook's mom to the dining room with the large, wooden table dead center. Everyone was there, already talking about how amazing the gifts they got for each other that Christmas, TV shows or annoying Christmas songs that got stuck in their heads.

Jungkook's mom sat at the head of the table with Jungkook sitting at her left. I had to sit in the only free spot left which happened to be at her right. Great.

"Let's begin by saying grace." Jungkook's mom grabs both of our hands in hers and closes her eyes. I give Jungkook a weird look but he keeps smiling that smug little smirk the entire time. Does he not know how uncomfortable this is? "I will start." She opens her eyes again to make sure the attention is on her. But only because Taehyung was busy flinging some food at Hoseok's face. It takes all my willpower to not interrupt Mrs. Jeon with my laughter but I did it anyways. "I want to thank God for finding someone special for my beautiful baby boy. Someone who will take care of him, no matter how hard it is to handle him."

"Mooommm" We both blush and I pick up the drink with my free hand, unsure what to do in this situation.

"What? I'm just saying the truth." She shrugs her shoulders and motioned for me to go next.

"Oh um. I'm grateful for having this meal, and all of my friends and family here with us to celebrate. I'm thankful for all the food that you prepared for us Mrs. Jeon " I nod at her. "And I'm especially thankful for my boyfriend, Jeon Jungkook." I smile at him and his face flushes, matching the color of the mantel cloth. "I love you Jungkook." I grab his hand and squeeze, feeling the equal amount of pressure coming from him.

Everyone goes around and says what they're thankful for, some cute, some funny, some embarrassing (you know it's VHope stories) but I can't seem to concentrate because I can feel my boyfriends stares bore holes in my body. Every time I look at him, he either gives me a sly smile or pretends he was never looking at me in the first place.

Last but not least, it was Jungkook's turn because we went in a full circle around the table. "I'm thankful for my understanding mom" he nods at her and her face shows no emotion. "I'm thankful for all my friends coming here and I'm so very grateful for Jimin." He blows a kiss at me and I instantly warm up. "Jimin, I'm thankful for your hugs, kisses, smiles, laughter-"

"And more!" Yoongi yells from the other side of the table. They all laugh and I blush profusely, considering I'm still holding hands with his mom. I'm going to kill Yoongi.

Jungkook coughs, trying to get everyone's attention again. "Yeah, well... As I was saying... I am hopelessly in love with everything about you Jimin." He slightly squeezes my other hand and continues. "I can't imagine not being able to see you everyday, not being able to call you mine forever-" Wait. "Not being able to raise children or grow old with you. Which is why, Jimin..." He comes around the table to kneel at my feet. "Would you do me the honor of being my husband?"

He holds out a small black velvety box. Once he opens it, I see a small silver ring. My breath catches in my throat as I stare at the box, then his loving eyes, and back to the box. This can't be happening. This can't be real. "I-I-" His smile slowly turns into a frown but keeps patiently waiting for my response.

Everyone is looking at me and I can't believe he did it like this. He knows I hate being the center of attention. "Y-yes." His frown springs into a smile again as he brings me in for a hug. "Yes! You idiot of course I'll marry you!" I yell in his ear, my arms wrapped around his neck.

Everyone's cheering and Jungkook decides to pick me up and twirl me around. Of course Hoseok is the loudest. He sets me back on the chair and takes the ring out of the box. Gingerly, he slides it on my ring finger and it fits perfectly. "You don't know how happy you've made me." He brings me in for a soft, loving kiss and I return it, no longer caring about everyone else in the room.

"I love you Jungkook."

"I love you Jimin."

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