She was not Soo Jin anymore, Jimin reminded himself as he went on his way to the hospital's garden to meet her. He felt bad. He blamed himself for everything that happened to Soo Jin but he couldn't help it. Somewhere along the way, her hand slipped from his grip and she fell without him noticing. Jimin realized this that night she went after Mara. No matter how many times he tried, no matter how much he sacrificed, she's too far gone. Jimin couldn't change her.

He couldn't keep his promise especially to a person who don't even see him, who don't even see how much he loves her. How many times has he been hurt before he realized this? She lied to his face. She told him all she needed was him. She said she could start over with him but that was all a lie. She couldn't do it, not for him, not even for herself.

She hugged Jimin, her arm held him close, "Jimin, I'm sorry I behaved that way. I didn't know what happened." She explained right away. She called his name name, "Jimin?"

He hated it.

"I thought you abandoned me already when you stopped visiting me." Soo Jin kept her embrace tight but Jimin felt nothing but pity and emptiness for the girl he used to love.

"Soo Jin, I'm sorry. I can't see you anymore." Her arms dropped to her sides. "I'm sorry."

"You told me you won't leave.." Her voice broke just the way she was. He can't fix her. Jimin thought he could but he soon came to realize that there are some things that he couldn't do even when he try hard enough.

"You never loved me, Soo Jin." His sad eyes bore into hers. She didn't deny it and it hurt him more. "How could I stay by your side? How could you ask me to stay?" Soo Jin let go of Jimin's hand, "You know I did everything for you. I believed you. I cared for you. I loved you but I can't anymore. This is as far as I can go."

*

| mara's point of view

"Are you insane!" I was practically dragged out of the cab and into the airport by Jimin,  "I'm not going with you!"

He tightly grasped my wrist as he faced the bewildered man behind the ticketing counter, "Hi. I want two plane tickets to the next flight to Norway. We have no baggage."

"Norway?!" I was freaked out, "You're kidding right?! I have a mother that will kill me if the sun rises and I'm still not home. Do you understand the danger I'm in??"

"Don't worry. I'll keep you safe." Jimin shrugged my concerns off and reassured me as he handed a black card over to the man behind the counter.

"And what about passports?" I tried to stall him as much as possible but that didn't work. "I don't know about you but I don't have one."

"You mean this?" Jimin took something out of his jacket and showed me my passport with my photo on it and my complete details.

"H-How did you even.." He smiled at my speechless self. "I have connections. Things like this are so easy for me."

My phone buzzed from where I kept it from, between my cleavage. I saw Taehyung's name on the caller ID and suddenly remembered everyone we left at the club. "Taehyung's calling."

"Ignore him." Jimin deadpanned, leading me through the gates. "And why do you keep your phone between your rack. I mean, I get it, they're nice but they're not for phones."

"Don't change the subject!" I told him while struggling to swipe the call on with only one hand. Struggle is real tho. "I'll just tell him where we are. I'm sure he's just worried."

"I said ignore him." Jimin grabbed my phone and slipped it into his jacket's pocket, "I'm keeping this until we get back."

I frowned at him, "Can you explain to me why you're doing this?" I yanked my hand back and crossed her arm when we were boarding the plane. "I don't get it. Why do I need get on that plane with you?"

"I want to go on a date with you." Jimin answered nonchalantly and it caught me off guard. I let him take my hand and we boarded the plane.

"Why Norway?" I asked him when we were settled at our seats. "We have a date anywhere in the country. Why freaking take me to Norway?"

He simply flashed me a quick smile and said, "So no one can steal my time with you. I didn't have a lot of time with you that's why I'm taking you with me."

"How about Soo Jin? I thought you and her-"

"Let's not talk about her." He easily dodged my question as he leaned forward to get my seatbelt buckled. "Do you have problems with planes?"

I shook my head and he smiled again. "Good cause I'm so tired. I can't handle anymore problems." Jimin leaned his head back and closed his eyes.

The plane took off and soon we were on the air. Away from everyone. Jimin still had his eyes closed. I watched as he breathe silently through his nose. He looks happy like this. I don't know why I thought he was but he just looks peaceful. His brows weren't in an angry line and his lips were not in a frown.

"Are you really sleeping?" I whispered to him and he replied with a light snore as his head fell to the side.

I caught his cheek with my hand and let him rest his head on my shoulder. He looks so adorable when he's asleep. My mouth curved up into a smile as I watched cute Jimin have his nap time. No. I told myself. Why are you thinking he's cute? Something is wrong with you. Really really wrong. I should be worried about my mother. How do I explain this? For sure I'll be grounded for the rest of my life when I get home.

The flight was a long one and I had fallen asleep halfway. I woke up to chills and goosebumps on my exposed shoulders. A warm blanket was over my body and underneath was Jimin's jacket wrapped around my shoulders. Our hands were in each other's when I don't even remember ever reaching out to hold his hand. Jimin groaned from his slumber and I shut my eyes close, pretending to sleep. He shifted and then gently removed his fingers from between mine, the coldness rushing in as soon as we lost contact. After a few minutes, I pretended to wake up.

"Are you still cold?" Jimin asked as he was left with one layer of clothing even though the air conditioning in the plane was really cold.

"Worry about yourself. I can see you shivering from here." I gave him his jacket back and buried my body under the blanket.

I could see him smile from my peripheral vision. Jimin's hand held mine again. I turned to face him with a frown as I glared at our hands, "Just be my girlfriend today and tomorrow. That's all I ask." Jimin turned his face to me, "I know I haven't been the nicest to you and I apologize for all the trouble I put you through when I was blinded by my revenge on Yoongi. I'm really sorry, Mara."

I stared at him, amazed at his sudden ability of displaying remorse. "Are you dying? Like do you have cancer or something?"

Jimin laughed before he shook his head no. "Just try and like me, okay?" He then stole a kiss from my lips. "And I want you to kiss me every hour of the day. You can do that, right?"

"K-Kiss? Every hour??" My eyes went wide. "Are you a kissing maniac? I already gave up my reputation by being your fake hoe but I don't think I'm ready to be a real one and for you, out of all people."

"You've kissed Jungkook, me, Yoongi and Taehyung." Jimin counted off with his fingers and sent me a playful smile, "Who's the kissing maniac now? And hey, I'm not a bad kisser. You might just like kissing me."

My face heated up, "Fine! I'll kiss you every hour! But just for 3 seconds."

"Fine by me." Jimin smiled again, "Oh and I want you to be nice to me all of the time. You're not allowed to mention any guy's name but mine. You're not allowed to curse at me, yell at me or hit me."

I rolled my eyes at him, "Just kill me now."

He chuckled, "And lastly, for our last 48 hours together," Jimin held my gaze. "you're not allowed to be out of my sight."

I was flustered by all that's happening, by his sudden change in his personality. I'm not used to this Jimin. He's so kind that I don't know if I should trust him. My mind says no but something inside me is saying that I should.

"Got it?" He asked and I nodded. Jimin glanced at his watch, "It's barely an hour but I want to kiss you again." My brows formed an angry line. I was about to nag at him but he stopped me, "You have to be nice. Why don't you just save all your energy when you kiss me later."

*

We arrived in Norway. It was my first time being out of the country and I couldn't help but marvel at the beauty of everything outside. Jimin could only smile as he watched my comical reactions to every single thing. The weather was warm and nice despite the cool toned color of the place. There were lots of flowers by the sidewalk and there weren't much people around.

"This place is amazing!" I chimed in awe as I turned to face Jimin. "I wish I could live here!"

"Glad you liked it." Jimin only smiled. He took his jacket off again and made me wear it, "Wear my jacket until I get you new clothes. But before I buy you clothes, let's find a place to stay."

I followed him. Hands linked together, we walked up the quiet street, past the park and the fountain, past the painter by the lake until we found the right place. It doesn't look like a hotel but it does look cozy.

"Can we get one suite room, please." Jimin did the talking. I guess he was out of the country a lot of times before.

"Two beds sir?" The woman asked Jimin but I was busy checking out the nice lobby.

"I'd like a single bed." Jimin told the woman and let her do the reservations. "Oh and the room must have a nice view."

"Alright sir." The woman smiled when she was done and handed Jimin a single card key, "Have a wonderful stay."

"Why did she only give you one card key?" I asked as he held my hand and we headed to the lifts.

"Because I only got one room and one bed." Jimin smiled at the horror on my face. "You can't be out of my sight, remember? And I want us to be intimate."

"Intimate?" I practically shouted inside the lift, making the other passenger look at me. I mumbled a quick apology and then glared back at Jimin who seemed really entertained.

We were on the third floor, 4th door to the right. Jimin opened the door with a room key. I stepped in first, removing my shoes. The room was quite big. There was a small living room, a washing area and a jacuzzi at the balcony but there was only one bed.

"I'm sleeping on the bed no matter what." I told Jimin. "And you're not sleeping anywhere near me no matter what."

"I'm not sleeping on that couch." He said. "I've never slept in a couch my whole life. What's wrong with sleeping on the same bed?"

"What's wrong?" I raised my voice a bit. "I don't trust your intimacy."

Jimin smiled, " I understand where you're coming from but you do know that I'm not a rapist, right? I'm not going to touch you if you don't want to."

"Touch me? Hah, I'm speechless." I fanned my face with my hand.

"Your getting red in the face again." Jimin pointed out, laughing. "Don't imagine things, Mara."

"Oh so I'm the one with the dirty mind now?" I crossed my arms across my chest, "Let's see, who was the one-"

Jimin cut me off with a kiss. Our lips touching, his hand holding me close as he leaned down to meet me. I had my eyes open while his was closed. I was lost in the moment. Jimin opened his eyes and pulled away;

"It's been an hour. I needed to kiss you." He smiled, and wiped the traces of lipstick from the corner of my lips. "You take the bed. I'll sleep on the couch."