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Chapter 23: Memory Lane

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Anything in Bold Italics are Korean/Another language.

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You had been buzzing the entire time back to the hotel. Jihoon’s side of the bond was filled with nerves, but it wasn’t overwhelming or enough to hinder him. Almost the entire time, you had his hand in yours, hoping to appease those feelings even a small amount.

Their hotel was nice, you did bump their accommodations slightly when they sent you all the information so they were pleasantly surprised when their room was a lot nicer and more spacious than the original room.

“You look tired, sweetie, have you been getting enough sleep?” Mimi grabbed your face, some concern written over her expression.

Really you just wanted to melt into her arms like you did for years and mindlessly watch all the ‘ little old lady shows’ that she loved so much.

Smiling at her, you nodded. “Except for last night, Jihoon had to practically drag me to bed.”

That had Papa’s eyebrow raising but he said nothing. Mimi patted your cheeks, “You are going to have to show us your apartment. Maybe we can get you a little housewarming gift since you both just moved in. Do you still need anything? You said you were still looking for things online-”

“Mimi, one thing at a time, you landed not that long ago, the jet lag is going to kick in soon.” You took both her hands into yours. “Let’s get you some food then let you rest. You will be here for nearly two weeks, we have a lot of time to see everything.”

Mimi nibbled on her bottom lip, giving you a once over from head to toe. “I don’t want to waste a single moment.” Papa stepped closer, placing a hand on his wife’s shoulder and kissed her cheek.

“I won’t let that happen.” Pulling them both into a hug, you sighed, keeping yourself together the best you can.

The restaurant you took them to was relatively simple and new, it was a bit of a walk with Mimi and Papa wearing masks and security walking with you. Jisung and his partner were sitting at the table beside you closer to the door. Mimi had been excited to tell you that she had been making some Korean dishes back at home to prepare themselves for the trip and she was even more excited to try authentic dishes. You had helped them both go over the menu, asking what they tried and what they liked before placing an order for multiple dishes for the table to share.

“Mm, Jihoon, I have to say, you write beautiful music.” Mimi praised, sitting herself across from you.

Jihoon’s side of the bond hummed with satisfaction. “Thank you. Seventeen and I have worked very hard to grow as a group.” He spoke comfortably, even a little slowly to let him process all his words in English. He was doing well.

“When we heard that you were in a group and made music, I had to look up and listen to some!” Mimi was quick to pull out her phone, swiping and tapping through some things before she perked up. “There were a few that caught my ear and I watched some of the clips Y/N sent us from the concerts.”

Jihoon raised his brow at that but you simply brushed him off.

“Y/N, who was the one I said was cute?” Mimi asked and you snickered.

“Dino, Mimi. His name is Chan.”

“ Really?” Jihoon whispered in disbelief and you covered your mouth to hold in the laughter bubbling in your chest.

“ I never told you about the text messages she sent me.” You leaned over to whisper in his ear, “ Many screenshots of ‘the cute one that looks like an otter’.”

Jihoon bit his bottom lip to hold in his own laughter, squeezing his eyes shut. You chuckled quietly, bumping into his shoulder.

“Aj- Aju nice? Very nice. That was a fun song to see in the concert videos.” She squinted at her screen, nodding. “Fallin’ Flower is beautiful. Heaven’s Cloud is a lovely song to listen to as well.”

“Run to You is about me~” You said in a sing-song voice, letting yourself lean against Jihoon’s shoulder who rolled his eyes.

He scoffed, reaching over and gently just placing his hand on your thigh. “Yeah yeah.”

“Oh that was the one Jamie said sounds like an anime opening!”

You couldn’t hold in your laughter, hiding your face in Jihoon’s shoulder. The bond had a hint of embarrassment stammering through it but he didn’t feel bad. When you peeked up to him, his cheeks were pink.

“You’re embarrassing the kid, dear.” Papa gave pity and Mimi waved it off.

“Oh but look how happy and cute they are,” She motioned towards the two of you and you shifted to sit up, settling your laughter.

“Mimi, do you wanna hear something adorable? ” You rested your elbow on the table, looking across to her. She looked over the top of her phone with a raised brow. “Remember how when I was younger you would call me Ruby? Because of the roses and my birthstone?”

She nodded once more, curious where the point was going.

“The guys have fallen into a nickname of calling me Ruby like you did because of it. And because Jihoon has a song called Ruby.”

“It’s always because you're my little gem.” Mimi reached across the table and booped your nose and it had your heart feeling warm. You missed them.

The food came and while they did have you ask for a fork for each, they still did try at first to use chopsticks. Papa, much to your surprise, was more successful in using them but gave up when he kept dropping pieces that he was determined to get. Between eating, Mimi asked Jihoon some of the intricacies that went into being an idol and he struggled some to get his thoughts across in English so you translated happily for him. When Papa asked about his interests outside of music, there was an instant connection between the two when Jihoon said he liked baseball.

You and Mimi fell more quietly as the two boosted about the sport. Occasionally you were pulled in if Jihoon needed an explanation in Korean for what your grandfather said or he needed you to translate some of the things he wanted to explain. It made you incredibly happy that they were getting along, you knew Jihoon was nervous but your grandparents were very open and loving people that just wanted to make sure you were taken care of. Letting your eyes close and leaning into the bond, you relaxed at how at ease he felt now. When you opened your eyes, Mimi looked similar to how you felt, staring over at Papa lovingly and smiling between the two.

Much to Papa’s, Mimi’s, and Jihoon’s displeasure, you pulled the classic ‘ I’m going to use the bathroom but actually pay the bill’ and the waitress who had served you was happy to walk over and tell them as you hid for a few minutes in the bathroom.

Getting them back to the hotel was a slight battle. Both were insistent on not being tired, but you knew them and knew when they were starting to get that sleepy dullness to their gaze. You promised that you would be up early the next day to figure out what they want to do and would have a few ideas for them to pick from. Standing on the sidewalk of the hotel, you gave them both tight hugs, bidding them a good night with Jihoon standing off just to the side. Mimi motioned him over and when he was a little hesitant, she pulled him into a hug and patted his cheek, smiling at him. Papa did the whole firm handshake thing again before patting him on the shoulder and both went in for the night.

Both of you were curled up in bed later in the evening when Jihoon spoke up. He was holding you with your back pressed to his chest, letting the rise and fall of your breathing relax him and lull him closer to sleep.

“ They are nice.” He murmured, resting his cheek against the back of your head. “ I don’t feel nervous anymore.”

You took the hand resting on your stomach, placing your palm against the back of his and laced your fingers together. “ Of course they are, they are my grandparents. They are the type to tell you if they don’t like you.”

You felt his chest rumble in silent laughter. “ Is that an American thing?”

“Probably, but Papa wouldn’t have been invested in that baseball conversation if he didn’t like you.”

His breathing slowed and the weight from his arm got a little heavier. Shifting just the slightest bit, you silently snickered at how fast he had passed out. You settled in, pulling the blankets higher, and fell asleep.

“This is such a nice place!” Inviting the two of them to your apartment was…interesting.

It was the fourth day of their trip. The first three proper days were spent exploring the area, trying new foods, and getting to know more about Jihoon. Both of them were patient when you needed to help him understand or help translate what he was trying to explain. Mimi was very proud to talk about how her duolingo lessons were going in Korean. Papa said something about watching ‘ those little dramas’ on Netflix which had you both laughing.

The moment Mimi walked through the door, she was hustling to look around before you even had a chance to show her around. She had kicked off her boots and placed her jacket on the hook on your door and was off. Papa was more leisurely in his pace, hands in his pockets, nodding some as he glanced about.

After dropping them off at the hotel the night before, there was a promise that you and Mimi would bake together and make dinner like you both used to so that was how they ended up in your’s and Jihoon’s apartment. Once you returned back from the hotel, you both did have to do some decent cleaning, more just putting away clothes and doing a load of laundry since things were starting to pile up with you being out the last few days. You both did manage to get a TV for the living room, ordered online and delivered yesterday morning so you had set it up before heading out.

You took a stop in the corner of the couch, tugging one of the smaller blankets over your lap, watching them shuffle about. Jihoon had popped over to the Hybe building for a meeting with Bumzu and would be back a bit later in the afternoon. Mimi had promised that she’d make something homey for dinner, having already given you a list of things to buy, which instantly had you knowing what she was making, breakfast for dinner. It was a staple back when you lived in their home. She always made the fluffiest waffles and pancakes, and knew how to prepare the best hash browns. The thought of it made your mouth water when you figured it out.

It didn’t take long for the two of them to join you back in the living room. Papa looked over your bookshelves, seeing things that were definitely Jihoon’s by a few small picture frames with him and his parents on the right shelf, while all your things were on the shelf to the left of the TV. He paused and picked up the frame with your college tradition pictures, smiling down at it.

“I’m really proud of you, little bear.” He turned to look at you, all curled up on the couch. “You might be half way across the world, but I am always proud of you.”

Smiling, you patted the couch beside you, hugging him tight when he sat down. “I know, Papa. I’m glad I can be someone you are proud of.”

“Y/N!” Mimi shuffled back into the living room from the hallway, stopping when she saw you and your grandfather on the couch. “Look at you two, I’ve missed seeing this.”

“I remember the forts we used to build out of the couch cushions.” The fond memories had you smiling and Mimi sat down on the other side of you, kissing your head and hugging you as well. “And all the nights on the patio looking up at the stars since there weren't a lot of street lights.”

“I miss those days.” Papa smiled almost sadly, ruffling your hair. “When did you end up getting so big, kid?”

“My baby is all grown up.” Mimi sighed, a similar sad smile on his face. “I’m going to hate going home.”

Having a hard time not getting choked up, you shook your head and quickly quelled the tears that threatened to fall from your eyes. “Ahh, none of that, let’s get to baking!”

You felt like a kid again standing beside your grandmother in the kitchen while helping her bake recipes you could probably do with your eyes closed. It started out with her chocolate chunk brownies that you always absolutely needed her to make when you traveled back from college. Next to come was your great-grandma’s cinnamon cake which filled the air with the most rich and warm aroma to ever grace the apartment. It paired amazingly with coffee and you planned to put both to good use. The last dish wasn’t too hard to make either, and personally you thought it paired perfectly with the cake; baked, candied apples. It was simple but just as warming on a good day that could be topped on the cake or eaten alone.

Papa was sitting at the table, looking through the scrapbook that Jihoon had given you for Christmas. When he picked it up, you felt light, running your fingers over the front picture of the whole group. You explained the pictures and selfies, along with translating some of the notes Jihoon or the others wrote.

It led into you showing the second scrapbook that currently only had one picture in it, a selfie that you took just a few days prior to their arrival with you and Jihoon laying in bed, both half asleep on the most comfortable foam mattress you two of you had bought for the main bedroom. The light was coming through the curtains just right and he was gazing at you in the softest way you’ve seen…(not that there probably weren’t moments you didn’t see) You couldn’t help yourself to capture the moment with a note in Korean of ‘You've given me a piece of happiness’ from Seventeen’s song, To You.

By the time Jihoon did come home, the baking had been finished and the preparation for a semi-early dinner was underway. Mimi had kicked you out of the kitchen (which you reminded was your kitchen but she waved you off) so you were sitting with Papa, showing him a picture of the group and explaining that, yes, there were only thirteen of them (and he still asked twice why they were called Seventeen), and overall just enjoying the sight of your grandmother bustling around the kitchen. Jihoon greeted the three of you and hurried off to take a shower since he texted you earlier he would hit the Hybe gym before coming back.

“ This is why you have such a sweet tooth.” Jihoon had slid into the seat beside you, peering at the containers with the baked goods you’ve made. When he reached for the brownies, you whined.

“ Wait for dinner, Mimi is making pancakes, bacon, and hash browns.”

He leveled with you with an unamused stare before reaching for the container once more, slowly this time. You glared at him as he opened the container, broke a piece off, and continued to stare you down as he popped it in his mouth. At first Jihoon was fine, but you knew the moment the sweetness hit and when he recoiled, you laughed.

“Oh my god-” He cringed and swallowed the rest down. “That was-”

“The sweetest thing ever?” You stood and got him a bottle of water, watching him gulp it down quickly.

“ It’s like I ate all the calories I needed today in one bite.”

“Luckily you got to the gym almost every day because Mimi is going to treat us right.” You brushed his wet hair back, snickering at the frown he gave the brownie container. “ There is also some cinnamon cake and baked candied apples.”

“American desserts are…a lot.” His comment had Mimi stopping whatever she was in the process of doing and laughing.

“Trust me, I can bake a thousand things that are a lot sweeter than that.”

It was like his life flashed before his eyes. The cogs turning in his head had you chuckling and kissing his cheek. “ How can they be sweeter than this?”

“Anything is possible, babe.”

“ Ruby-ah! We need help!”

It was the second time your grandparents were in your apartment when the Maknae line unlocked your door keypad and Chan shouted out. There were other plans but the rain that pelted the streets was too much for any of you to handle. The three of you were sitting on the couch, watching a kdrama that your grandmother wanted to finish but never got you and it was one both you and Jihoon had seen previously. Seungkwan, Vernon, and Chan came stumbling in but frozen in their steps when all four of your heads turned to stare at them.

“Oh- Uh. Hi.” Vernon waved a hand before scratching the back of his head. “Ruby…Can we, like, talk to you for a moment? Privately?”

“Why?” You were currently sitting between Jihoon’s legs with your back to his chest, incredibly comfortable.

“ Please?” Chan was clasping his hands together with a pleading look in his eyes.

You grumbled and unwrapped yourself from the blanket and stood, motioning down the office-guest room. “Give me a second, keep watching.” Jihoon was quick to follow but the youngest three looked ready to burst.

“ Hyung, please no-”

“ Ya, he is going to find out anyway.”

The three sat on the bed while you took a seat on your office chair with Jihoon sitting beside you. They were all avoiding your heavy gaze but Seungkwan was avoiding it the most.

“Alright, who is going to speak first?”

“Remember how Seungcheol-hyung was going to be out of town for a few weeks and he let us borrow his car?” Chan spoke quietly, almost trying to make himself look small. You gave a hum of confirmation. “ Well, Seungkwan-hyung…drove and the side got scratched.”

You took in a very deep breath and rubbed your hand over your forehead. These three… “ And why did you come to me for help?”

“Because if we told anyone else they’d probably get angry and tell him.”

“They are angry.” Jihoon answered and you hit his arm gently.

“Not helping.” You grumbled at him before standing up. “ How bad is it? What did you side swipe? Please don’t tell me another car-”

“A few small tree branches! I parked too close and when I pulled out some branches scratched it.” Seungkwan answered this time and picked at the skin around his nails. “ We just aren’t sure how to fix it…”

“ You three are so lucky right now.” You headed out of the room to the living room, seeing your grandparents haven’t moved. “Papa, can you do me a favor?”

He raised a brow but nodded. “Friends need some help?”

“Something like that, can you come down to the garage and look at some scratches on a car? I know you used to work in a shop and we need to know how to fix it.”

He nodded again and stood up, stretching out his old limbs, hearing a few pops from where you stood near the hallway entrance. “Can do, kiddo.”

“ Kwanie, Vernonie, Channie, come on.” You called back over your shoulder. When the three of them came out of the room following Jihoon, the youngest each looked like they had their tails between their legs. “ These are my grandparents.”

“They looked terrified.” Mimi gave a sympathetic look and stood.

“They should be.” Jihoon mumbled.

“Oh! Let me see if I remember.” Mimi clapped her hands together. She started with Seungkwan on the right, smiling brightly. “Seungkwan, he has the high cheekbones.” She motioned to Vernon in the middle. “Ver….Vernon! The very nice eyebrows.” And finally she graced Chan with a smile. “And Dino, the one that looks like an otter.”

You smiled, letting a huffed breath leave you. “Yes, yes, we can fawn over them after we figure out their situation.” Moving towards the door, you slid on Jihoon’s slides and grabbed one of his jackets. Papa followed, sliding on his shoes and grabbing his jacket. Seungkwan, Vernon, and Chan were quickly getting their shoes on and hurrying out the door to head down to the garage.

“Okay well, this isn’t as bad as I thought it was going to be.” You took a deep breath, calming some of the anger you held in your chest.

Seungkwan was holding onto Vernon’s hand tightly while Chan was standing close to you, nervously swaying from foot to foot as your grandfather looked over the damage. It was on the driver’s side back door, the scratches weren’t too long and looked more superficial than anything else.

“ Did you pull out and turn too sharp to hit the branches?” Looking over to Seungkwan who nodded. “Papa, what are we looking at here?”

Your grandfather knelt down beside the car and ran his weathered hands over the scratches. “It doesn’t seem like it scratched further than the clear coat, any car shop should have a scratch kit to get this out.”

“ When will Cheol-ah be back?”

Vernon cleared his throat, having translated to Chan and Seungkwan about what your grandfather said. “A week.”

“Plenty of time.” You gave Chan a pat on the shoulder and went over to pat Seungkwan’s cheek.

“If one of you boys picks it up, I can get this all done tomorrow, easy.”

“Can you come with us tomorrow for us to get it?”

“Mhmm.” He gave a smile to the four of you, holding up a thumbs up.

“Now, we still have brownies upstairs, I want some.”

Did Mimi take absolute joy in feeding the maknae like cake and brownies? Definitely. It was actually really cute seeing them sitting on the living room floor on the mattress pad, eating their treats with tea or coffee

“Oh, sweetheart, you should invite some of the others over if they want some desserts. We made plenty.” Mimi looked glowing as she bustled around, almost ready to bake more at the idea.

“ Should I text them?” You whispered to Jihoon, back to being curled up against his chest.

He only shrugged. “ Joshua-hyung and 97 line are in town. Some of the rest are back home for a bit.”

“Ehh, a few more couldn’t hurt. She looks really happy.” Reaching for your phone, you sent a quick text to your group chat with the 97 boys and Joshua to come over if they wish.

It was long before the door was opening and Mingyu and Joshua were practically skipping through, greeting your grandmother brightly when she said hello. With Joshua knowing English and Mingyu being decent at it, it was easy for them to fall into some conversation. When Minghao and Seokmin strolled in maybe twenty minutes later, Joshua was quick to introduce them. Though there was the language barrier between them, food always seemed like a good answer to breaking that down even the smallest bit.

You had made tea earlier in the set you got from Jihoon for Christmas and called out to Minghao that he could use it if he wanted. Soon it became a family watch party with Mimi baking more goodies in the kitchen (chocolate chip muffins this time). It wasn’t long until people were calling out they were hungry for actual food and ideas in Korean and English were thrown around through your apartment. Mimi and Papa wanted to try something new, Minghao and Seokmin were down for ramen, Maknae line wanted something savory, and the rest of you could literally eat anything.

It ended up taking thirty minutes to order different ramen bowls with how everyone needed to pass around your phone (you insisted on paying this time and got huffy when Jihoon was ready to take out his phone). Jihoon was content enough to help your grandparents order when the phone came back around while Seungkwan and Vernon went back to the former man’s dorm to get the lap tables.

What was once a quiet day turned into a pleasant surprise. With some of the members not traveling or traveling later, you were happy to gather and enjoy a meal together. Mimi was happy to feed the guys, probably reminding her of your days in middle and high school when you invited friends over for sleepovers or projects. She was very much a family person with an empty nest with your mother being gone and you being halfway across the world. Your apartment was filled with laughter and love. Between you, Joshua, Vernon, Jihoon, and sometimes Mingyu, everyone was able to understand and converse with some ease.

You took out your phone and took a few candid shots, wanting to save the memories for later when you needed the boost. A reminder that these were your people and you can rely on them.

“I’m so sorry, but I can’t make it.” Ruby sounded so sad on the phone, talking to their grandparents, and they felt even sadder.

An emergency contract had come up at work and they needed to head into their home office and attend some virtual meetings. The call came in at six in the morning and they felt horrible for having to bail on Mimi and Papa. Both their grandparents were understanding but Jihoon popped in with a great idea and suggested that he take them out for the day since he didn’t have any plans. Ruby asked if he was sure since he was a big homebody and even made a comment of taking Jisung as a guard and in case he needed help with English and overall safety. The two of them just wanted to go to a history museum then an art museum in the city for the exhibits that opened and eat at a nice restaurant later in the day so there was no harm in it.

Ruby looked a bit skeptical, even feeling a little worried. It was coming to the end of their trip and they wanted to spend every moment they could with Mimi and Papa. While it was unfortunate, it gave Jihoon some time to speak with Ruby’s grandparents about something important…

They had asked again if he was sure and after the third reassurance that he and they would be okay, Ruby hugged him tightly, apologized, then jumped into a meeting with their team.

Before he was supposed to leave, it was easy to get Jisung to pick all of them up and take them to the museum. Though he wasn’t a fan of coffee, he made Ruby a large mug of their typical coffee order and grabbed some of the mini chocolate chip muffins Mimi had made a few days prior. They were already knee deep in paperwork when he slipped in and placed the items down, staying out of the view of their camera.

Thankfully the tickets for both museums were already bought so there wasn’t much issue with Jisung taking the one that was meant for Ruby. With the description of each exhibit mainly in Korean, Jihoon had your grandparents download a picture translator app he knew of to help them since they weren’t fully reliant on him, but he stayed close, keeping his mask up and jacket hood up. He did take some pictures to show Ruby and sent them to Minghao for a time when he wanted to go (even suggesting that Minghao take Ruby next time he goes to make them happy).

Between the two museums, Jisung suggested a quiet place to eat that was off the main streets and Mimi and Papa jumped on it happily.

“Uh-” His voice cracked and he cleared his throat, sitting across from Ruby’s grandparents with Jisung beside him. “Mimi…Papa, can I talk to both of you about something?”

“Oh of course, what's on your mind, dear?” Mimi folded her hand on the table. Papa sat back in his seat, raising an eyebrow.

“Jisung.” He looked to the man beside him. “Don’t tell Ruby about any of this.”

Jisung only furrowed his brow but nodded. Jihoon took a deep breath and lowered his eyes, wrapping his head around the words he wanted to say.

“In March, Seventeen is hosting an event for our fans here in Korea, we call it Caratland. It’s one of the biggest events for us outside of a world tour.” He started, his leg starting to bounce nervously. “I know Ruby has been trying to get their two friends here to see it, which isn’t a problem, but I want to fly both of you out again for…something. But I don’t want Ruby to know.”

“You are being cryptic.” Papa huffed a laugh. “Come on, kid, you can say it.”

Jihoon bit the inside of his cheek, taking another deep breath. “I…Okay. When you guys leave for the states again…I am going to be giving Ruby- basically a promise.” Reaching into his pocket, he pulled the jewelry pouch from his pocket. He made quick work to pull the chain out and show the rings on the necklace. “And I’d like your help planning something for Ruby around Caratland.”

“Well, they held out longer than we did.” Papa snorted. “What was it? Three months for us?”

“Ah, be quiet, you old fart.” Mimi reached across the small table, placing her hand atop his and gave it a squeeze. “I’ll make sure to give you all ours, Jamie’s, and Kazuki’s contact information. We might be halfway around the world, but we are going to make sure all your plans will work out.”

He returned the gasp to her hand, trying to hide the smile that was tugging at the corner of his lips. “Thank you.”

“Awe, little bear, don’t cry.” Papa pulled you close, hugging you to his chest as he flattened down your hair.

“ ‘M not crying.” You pressed your face into his chest, knowing you were most definitely crying but couldn’t admit it.

“Sweetie, we need to get to our gate.” Mimi wiped her eyes.

You pulled back from Papa, wiping your face before hugging Mimi. “I’m going to miss you guys.”

“I’m going to miss you too, sweetheart. But we are only a phone call away if you need me.” She placed a kiss on your cheek, pulling back to hold your shoulders. Mimi looked over beyond you to Jihoon who stood near the van, helping Jisung take their luggage from it. “You too, come here.”

“Huh- No no, don’t worry about-” Jihoon tried to wave off but he was no match for Mimi pulling him into a hug, holding his face.

“You take care of my grandbaby, okay?” He nodded and she looked satisfied. “I’ll miss you too, Jihoon.”

“It was nice meeting you, both of you.” Jihoon glanced over to Papa before being tugged into another hug by the older gentleman.

“Now don’t be a stranger, you are just as much family as Ruby is, do you understand, kid?”

“I do, have a safe flight.”

With one last hug to the both of them, you latched yourself onto Jihoon’s arm, watching the two of them drag their suitcases and carry-ons behind them. Resting your head against his shoulder, you sniffled, a heavy feeling in your heart. You didn’t want them to leave so quickly, it sucked that they couldn’t stay longer, but they had a life back home like you have a life here, it wasn’t that easy moving back and forth between countries.

“ You okay?” Jihoon pressed his cheek against the top of your head, knowing how sad you felt through the bond.

“ Currently…Not really. But I will be.” Watching them pass through the main doors after turning in their luggage, you sighed. “ It’s just hard watching them go.”

“I know,” He whispered, “ Let’s go home, okay? We can order your favorite and stay in for the rest of the day.”

Lifting your head from his shoulder, you gave a small smile, giving a single nod. “ We still have the sweets Mimi couldn’t stop making.”

Jihoon cringed which had you snickering some. “ Have Maknae line take them, we can’t finish them all.”

“That can be arranged.”

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