Jin’s P.O.V.

My mouth goes dry as I see a questioning Hobi staring at me. I look behind him at Yoongi, he’s just staring at me straight faced.

“Ugh… I've been really constipated lately. Yoongi said I should go see a doctor but we don’t have time for that right now.”

“Just drink a lot of water and take some of the medicine we have, it should be a little better after that hyung.” Hobi starts wandering towards the beds and plops on his bed, face down.

“Lets talk out here hyung.” Yoongi motions back out of the room. We walk past everyone to the front door. He slips on his shoes, I follow. We continue walking till we get to the elevator. In silence we continue until we’re in the lobby. He sits in one of the plush blue chairs and looks at me.

“I don’t want to tell them just yet. I think we need to wait till after promotions are finished a-”

“That’s bullshit.” Yoongi cuts in. I look up at him and see a scowl on his face.

“You’re covering your ass right now and stalling.” He states.

Well I can’t disagree with that…

“Okay, yes, but you can’t tell me that when Jimin finds out about this his thoughts are going to stay focused on the promotions. You know he’s going to be distracted and we can’t afford that right now. You know I’m right.” I emphasize.

Please, PLEASE, let this convince him!

He looks down at his phone and lets out a big sigh.

“I understand, both reasons. I know Jimin wouldn't be focused and this would cost us. I know you don’t want them to hate you either, but it’s better to tell them before someone else does.” He leaves me alone in the lobby, heading towards the elevator.

It worked, so am I feeling like it didn't?
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Jimin’s P.O.V.

Here in America, or in Seoul? If it’s here in America, I want it to be in this town, close to her mom. We could have kids here… I can take them school and my english would get better too. I can teach them Korean and we can take trips to see my family…

If it was in Seoul… maybe not in Seoul, maybe in Busan, where I grew up! She could teach them English, they would be so smart, and my family would love them. We can take trips to see her family too. I could work both ways.

I see a small hand wave in front of my face.

“Earth to Jimin, you seem a little lost in your thoughts.” She staring at me while I stare at her, collecting myself from my thoughts.

“I want to have kids with you.” I think and say at the same time to my horror. I turn away and look at the ceiling, hoping she can’t see the color in my cheeks.

I’M SO STUPID, I PROBABLY JUST FREAKED HER OUT. I’M SUCH A PABO!

I feel her hands pry mine open and slip her fingers between mine.

“That sounds like my kind of future.” She says with a smile.

“I think since I met your mom, you should come and meet my family too, what do you think?”

“I’m ready if you are.” She squeezes my hand and snuggles closer to me.
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Your P.O.V.

I hear the ugly wails coming from the old alarm clock on the nightstand, I roll until my arm is able to stretch far enough to hit it. I feel the bed move and see Jimin walk to the bathroom.

I don’t wanna get up and go to the airport! I just want to lay here next to him more, and just talk.

Memories of our talking last night come forward in my thoughts. We talked about everything we could possibly think of. We talked about our childhoods and our parents growing up, our childhood friends; even about the stupid things that got us in trouble as kids. He talked about his brothers and I talked about my crazy high school years with my cousins. We didn't go to bed till 4:30 in the morning, so we only got about an hour of sleep.

We dredge through the chores of getting things together and getting dressed. I grab pop-tarts for us to nibble on on the way to the airport. My mom has been kind enough to take us to the airport instead of paying for a taxi. It’s so early for everyone to be up that the whole ride there is silent except for the occasional wrapper crinkling. It boils down to another deja vu moment as I hold my mom for dear life. She clings onto me hard too.

“It seems like you've only been here for an hour and you’re already leaving me.”

“I know what you mean. I promise to call home more often. It’s not fair to you, and I miss your voice.” I pull away and kiss my mom on the cheek.

“I’ll be visiting again before you know it.” I step back and grab the handle of my luggage. My mom steps forward and embraces Jimin. He looks a little shocked but returns the hug.

“You come back to see me too, alright?” My mom says, pulling back from the hug.

“Yes, I will visit too.” Jimin says, with a big cheesy smile pulling his lips upwards.

“Have a safe trip you two!” We grab our luggage and head to the portal that will take us back home.

Back to my home. Home. I let the word roll around in my mind.
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Ju Mie’s P.O.V.

I wake up to the harsh bright light of a flash light. I can hear heavy footsteps coming closer to me. I pull the blanket closer to my face, hiding more of myself from whoever was coming.

“Its me, Mie.” Xie’s deep voice reaches me. I lift myself up so that I’m in sitting position. I let the blanket settle around my waist and wait till I hear the rest of what he has to say.

“These are the files from Ara. You will be delivering these when Ara commands. I will be driving you. I’m sure you know everything she has told me. Don’t mess up anything. I can’t protect you anymore if you mess up. If everything goes right, then I promise this time we can get out and find omma. I’ll take us far away from here.” He sits on the bed and moves the hair out of my face. He drops the files on the floor beside my bed.

“I’m sorry I couldn't do that sooner.” He gently touches my scar.

“What if I don’t want to do this one this time. I’m tired of hurting people oppa.” The tears spring to my eyes and threaten to fall.

I have to be strong right now, no crying!

He brings me in closer to his chest and hugs me.

“Lets just leave that day oppa. I have some money saved up, we can leave Korea! We can go to China or maybe Japan? I have enough money for the both of us!”

“I wish it was that simple, Mie, I really do.” He sighs.

“Why not? We can do it. She won’t have to know. All we have to do is pretend like we do what she says on that day. It can work oppa, think about it.” I plead earnestly.

“Okay, I’ll think about it. Go back to sleep okay?” I nod and tuck myself back underneath the blankets. Xie strokes my hair a couple of times then gets up, leaving me alone.
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She was so scared. She shouldn't have to be afraid of her life. She should be a regular girl, not some monster Ara created.

I walk into the dim lights of the hallway. I walk down the very end and open the door that leads to the attic. I walk with a heavy heart all the way to the top. I open my door and walk over to my desk. Its cluttered with extra copies of the files Ara gave to me. I’m not sure what I’m going to do with them yet, but they will be put to use.

I let the papers alone and walk over to my bed.I sit on the end and then throw myself back.

I can still see Ara walking up to me. A mask of sadness plastered on her face.

“I’m sorry to say, but I heard that auntie just abandoned us and you and Ju Mie. I was told she left for some small dirty country. But everything can be okay! You can stay with me!” This isn't real. Omma wouldn't just leave us like that!.

“Stop lying Ara!” I yelled with my puny teenage voice.

“If you think I’m lying go home and check!” She let her true face show as a sneer appeared on her face. I ran all the way home. I found Ju Mie laying on her bed crying. She was only 6 at the time.

“Where did omma go?” I looked all around the house and only found one of her necklaces left behind. Nothing else of hers could be found. It was like she was never here.

“Its okay, I’m here, oppa will take of you okay?” The tears streamed continuously down my face.

“You guys can come stay with me, I guess.” Ara speaks, looking at her nails. She’s leaning against our front door, her car peeking from behind her frame.

“I’m sure my appa wouldn't mind, you are family after all.” We never had much to begin with, so packing only took 5 minutes. We moved in with uncle and lived in one of the nicer rooms till he died.

He was a widower, so everything he owned was passed down to Ara, and he owned a lot. He was the president of a big company that Ara now sees over. That was when she started making us pay back what we “owed”. All the things uncle paid for and gave to us, she made us pay for it all. And now she’s so drunk with power she doesn't know what type of monster she’s really become. I know omma didn't just disappear. Something happened.

Notes

Here is the next update! Did I throw you guys off at all? Did you expect that? I hope you like it! I also hope your guys' holiday went well, if you celebrate thanksgiving. Have you guys seen the pictures for their new Japanese Album O.O they are H.O.T. I will try to keep my updates regular but over the next two weeks I really have to study for my upcoming finals. And lastly, do any of you guys have a tumblr? I'm looking to follow!