Chapter 30

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Ae-Young's P.O.V.

"So, event planning...." Yoongi began after the small silence. "Since when?"

After the long chit chat about our bonding, the apologies and all, we started awkwardly talking about what's been happening with us lately. I only just mentioned that I quit my job, which obviously surprised him. Then of course, I got the follow up question of what I plan to do next.

"I don't know, event and wedding planning have kind of just always been at the back of my mind." I replied in a small voice, feeling unsure of what I was saying. For some reason, my current career of choice felt far more insignificant when said aloud. Perhaps that was only due to the comparison of my former job, an SBR, which was of course a more recognized and respected job.

"Really?" Yoongi said in a quiet voice. I wasn't sure if this meant he was uninterested, or if he just didn't know what else to say. Regardless, I continued talking, afraid that if I left it at that, the conversation would come to an awkward halt again.

"Well, yeah." I replied with a sigh. "I always thought that if I weren't a soulmate bonding researcher, that's what I'd like to do. Kinda odd, I know."

"No, not odd. Cool actually..." Yoongi stated, a little more enthusiastically this time.

"What about you, have you always wanted to be an idol?" I asked, pondering to myself about whether I should even ask the question.

Of course I've seen his group's music videos, along with one of his own solo songs. At this point, who hasn't? And just from looking at even one performance, it was easy to tell all the boys were born to do it. They all shone under the spotlight. But even though it felt like a rather obvious question, the polite thing is always to ask the same question back.

"Not always, no." Yoongi replied. "It was sort of just an opportunity that was made available to me, so I took it."

From the way Yoongi talked, it seemed like he's answered this question about a billion times. I felt like an interviewer who didn't do research for their guests. I felt the atmosphere suddenly becoming a little awkward again, but this time, I didn't even try to do anything about it.

We had spent the past half hour or so just sitting on the ground and by now, my back was starting to ache. Seeing as the conversation wasn't about to start up any time soon, and the fact that this is literally my own apartment, I decided to lie down flat on the ground.

I tried not to picture Yoongi judging me as I did this. But lucky for me, I didn't need to. Within only a minute or two, he joined me on the floor. I don't know if Yoongi was staring at the ceiling or something, but me, I just closed my eyes.

"What now?" I asked, not daring to open up my eyes. I wasn't asking what we do now, in this exact moment. It was more so, what now in our relationship with each other. Thankfully Yoongi seemed to understand, so I didn't have to clarify myself.

"I guess, maybe start with being friends or something...." Yoongi suggested. "I honestly don't know."

"You know what I just realised...." I asked, because a random thought popped into my head. I was technically ignoring what he just said, but I couldn't help but share what was on my mind. Yoongi said to do what feels natural, so here it is. The random thought, not the ignoring him bit. Just to be clear.

"What?" Yoongi replied, not minding I hadn't reacted to his previous statement.

"They never show this part in movies." I began. "After a big fight between the two protagonists, after they resolve it and make up, we never see what exactly goes on after it. Usually, it just pans to another scene. I think this is why."

"Because it's awkward for everyone involved?" Yoongi joked, causing us both to laugh for the first time in a while. "How about a late lunch to make up for the awkwardness?"

"Yes." I agreed instantly. "But quietly, and just eating."

"No talking, just enjoying the food...." Yoongi continued. "I like it."

Both of us smiled sheepishly, getting up from the ground. Again, I knew this would be a little weird. But I guess we have to get through a few weird moments before we're comfortable being our authentic selves around each other.

I put my jacket on quickly, walking towards the door as I did. As I was about to put on my shoes, I noticed Yoongi hadn't followed me, so I stopped and walked back. I found him not far away, standing in the kitchen, as if waiting on me. Both of us just shared a confused look.

"We have to go out?" Yoongi whined, making me giggle a little at his reaction.

"I'm sorry, but I have nothing but tea and coffee right now." I replied, seeing a defeated Yoongi walk slowly towards the door and begin to put his shoes on. Once more I giggled to myself, at his cute reaction.

"Where to?" He asked, as I walked back and slipped my runners on. I grabbed my keys and opened the door as I thought.

"So there's this corner store nearby that has the best ramen ever." I replied, thinking back to the other night I got it, now wishing I had just bought the store out so I didn't have to go back out. "There's just one problem."

"Which is?" Yoongi queried. I sighed loudly as I locked the door, thinking about having to go back. But I was so focused on how I was going to phase my response, I forgot to actually reply to Yoongi. "Hello, earth to Ae-Young..."

"Oh, right. Sorry about that." I replied with a laugh, running down the stairs to hold open the door for Yoongi at the exit to the building. "There's just this guy there, that I feel a little awkward being around...due to recent events, let's say."

"This isn't a metaphor for us, is it?" Yoongi joked, creating a light atmosphere.

"No, not this time." I replied, as we walked down the street. "But don't worry, I'll find the time to work one in."

I realised how cold it was outside all of a sudden when I shivered from the cold breeze. I rubbed my hands together to cause a little friction and warmth, hoping it might help a little. Then I looked to Yoongi, realising he too seemed pretty cold.

The only difference between he and I, was that he looked far more colder and was shivering twice as much as I was. He didn't have a coat. His hands were down by his sides, in the shape of fists, which must have been his own way of warming himself up.

The next thing I did, I don't think I even thought about before doing. As if it were the most natural thing in the world, I reached my hand to hold his, interlocking our fingers. I let our arms hang by our sides, bringing my other hand to hold onto his arm for closeness and extra warmth.

Almost immediately after it happened, I felt like I had to let go. I temporarily stopped walking to look up and see Yoongi's reaction. Then when I noticed a smile, I couldn't help but blush in response. We didn't really say anything on the way to the store, as neither of us had to. Yoongi holding on tighter to me once we starting walking, was all I needed to know it was alright.

We were going to be alright.

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