Remember- Jin FF Book 2

~~~Chapter 18~~~

"Forget coco milk, when you're the only drink that I want." She walked up to him to kiss him.

"Ewwww" the children retorted, Hyungjin looking embarrassed at seeing his parents kissing.

"Okay live birds, this is a party, not your wedding," Jiyong said from the back of the tall 7 boys.

"Nonna!" Jungkook ran to me to hug me.

"Wow, you're still a hugger" I laughed patting his back before letting go of the hug.

At the seven guys started to scatter around, the whole place became more lively and happy.

I tried to avert my eyes from looking at Jin, if we talked to each other the whole room would get quiet.

So, to ignore him I went outside for some fresh air taking the new costumes I bought for Hyun with me. Very ironic.

I walked past the bushes and trees to reach the treehouse. The music was still loud but not the annoying type, I made it up the ladder and walked inside.

I began to place the clothes on the racks before going on the porch and sitting down, my feet dangling while my arms were pressed against the safety railing.

I watched as two birds flew past me admiring the view I had and how I could still see the house from where I was.

The sun was soon to begin to set as I watched the view in its hue.

I felt childish that I was ignoring him, I'm an adult not a teenager anymore.

"Um," I turned around to the soft yet familiar voice behind me.

My heart tensed as Jin was behind me coming to walk towards me.

"Yeah?"

"Everyone was looking for you, so I guessed you were here." He said while fidgeting his fingers.

"I'm fine, I just wanted some air. I'm always inside a sort of building." I turned around to look at the view again, telling myself to calm down.

I began to hit my feet against each other,

"Can we- uh. Can we talk, please?"

I didn't say anything knowing he would sit on his own.

"Okay, it is then."

The ledge was wide enough for both of us, but as soon as he sat down, he was close to me. "Sorry if you're uncomfortable." He tried to shift to the opposite of me but he was still close.

My heart felt weak. He wasn't doing much and here I am close to losing it.

I continued to look away from him looking at the sky as a way to distract myself from this atmosphere.

"I want to apologize." Again?

"Yesterday," he stopped looking at his hands and looked at me.

"My behavior was wrong, and I was drunk. I was reckless once again."

I honestly didn't feel like he needs to apologize. We were just dancing.