Chapter 54.5: The Countdown || Part 2

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I hugged Jiwon's mom tightly, feeling like I was being wrapped in everything good in the world.

"Oh, sweetheart," she murmured, cupping my face. "You take care of my baby, alright?

Tae whined in protest. "I'm not a baby."

I smiled. "Always."

She turned to Yoongi next, reaching for his hands-and for once, he let her.

"My son," she said softly.

And Yoongi-who had never been anyone's son but his mother's-
Didn't flinch.
Didn't argue.

He just nodded, something in his chest settling.

Jiwon's dad, always quiet, placed a hand on Tae's shoulder before looking at all three of us.

"Protect each other," he murmured.

Tae nodded immediately.

"We will," Yoongi promised, his voice certain, unwavering.

And me?
I just held onto them.

Because this?
This was family.
Ours.

And nothing-nothing in this world-would take it away from us.

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For the next two days, We filled every moment we could with Namjoon.

Breakfasts together. Dinners at home. Late-night walks through the city. Stupid bets over coffee orders. Sneaking glances when we thought he wasn't looking.

DAY 5

It started in the quiet hum of the café, Tae first met Joon.

Taehyung was humming softly, stirring his latte, his fingers lazily tracing the rim of his cup

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Taehyung was humming softly, stirring his latte, his fingers lazily tracing the rim of his cup.

Yoongi was scrolling through his phone, pretending not to listen to whatever Namjoon was saying-but I knew better.

And me?

I was watching all of them, my heart swelling as Namjoon chuckled softly, responding to one of Tae's wild, dramatic claims.

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