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The Ties That Bind
Beginning: Chapter 1
Previous: Chapter 22
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Next: Chapter 23
Next Bonus: Chapter 23 Bonus 5
17 Years Ago
"I guess it's my turn then," Yoongi told Angel. He'd already explained that the reason why Ari and Peach couldn't join them yet was because Jin's parents needed help with some things. They didn't have a way to tell Angel and they didn't want to leave her wondering where they were so they decided to take turns. Jin had schoolwork as well and his parents were making him do a little at a time, so he likely wouldn't be able to hang out until tomorrow. Now Namjoon was back so Yoongi had to go and help. He didn't like having to leave her, but it was better for him anyway. He was trying to stop the feelings he had for Angel. Namjoon liked her a lot and Yoongi knew that Angel liked him back. So it was better this way.
"Bye, Kit. See you tomorrow. And don't forget your promise!" Sam yelled after him.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah. I won't. Just go have fun picking flowers or whatever you two do when you sneak off alone."
Sam stuck her tongue out at him and Yoongi returned the gesture. Sam giggled and Yoongi finally headed home.
"Missed me?" Sam asked playfully.
"Of course," Namjoon teased back.
"Prove it." Sam quickly picked up her covered basket and skipped off into the forest. With a shy smile, Namjoon followed.
"So, what's the plan for today?"
Sam just shrugged. "What do you want to do?"
"Whatever you want to do."
Sam stopped and turned back to him with a frown. "You always say that."
"Well, it's the truth." He didn't understand why she appeared to be getting more upset.
"Fine," she mumbled and turned back around.
Realizing he must've said something wrong, Namjoon was at her side in a second. He grabbed her arm gently. "Wait. Did I say something wrong?"
"No," she replied shortly. She tried to continue walking but Namjoon held her arm firmly.
"Angel..." He gently turned her towards him, moving his head around whenever she tried to look away. In no time, she was giggling again. "That's better." Sam immediately tried to frown. "Too late," he teased. Then he became serious. "Remember what I said before? I'm a vampire, not a mind reader. And I can be a bit dense sometimes—yah!" he yelled when she chuckled. "But really, I can't know what I've done wrong if you won't tell me."
Sam stayed quiet for a few more moments. "You haven't... you haven't done anything wrong. It's just..." She let out a sigh. "Nevermind. It's stupid anyway."
"Angel." This time he held her face. Sam's cheeks turned red.
"Wh-What are you doing?"
Namjoon kept his own blush from showing. This was something important and he didn't want to ruin this moment. "I want you to tell me. Whatever it is, it's not stupid. It's important to me."
"I just—it's just..." Namjoon showed her his full attention. "You always ask what I want to do. When I ask what you want to do, you always say the same thing—'Whatever you want to do.' It's not bad, it just... it's like you don't really want me to get to know you. You don't want me to know anything about you. Sometimes I feel like... you're only here because you feel like you have to be. Like it's out of obligation as a f-friend. If you don't want to hang out with me, you don't have to. I won't feel bad." And that last part was a complete lie. She knew she really liked Ari and the thought of him not caring about her made her heart ache. But it would be better to just rip off the band-aid now, because the longer she waited, the worse it would be when it finally happened.
"What?" Namjoon asked incredulously. "That's what you've been thinking?" Sam tried to turn her head away but Namjoon held tightly. "Don't look away. I want you to see my face when I say this." Body still tense, Sam finally looked at him. "I don't feel like that at all. I say I want to do whatever you want because it's true. Just hanging out is enough for me. Plus, all I would probably do is just sit somewhere and just think and talk. It's boring. So I like doing what you want."
"O-oh." Namjoon finally let her go and she turned away. "See what I mean? It was just stupid. My dad always complains that having a house full of girls is too much because he says we all overthink little things and make them into big deals. I guess he was right." She chuckled lightly and Namjoon joined her.
"But I disagree. I think that girls can just see how easy it is to get hurt and they try to prevent it at all costs. But it's definitely better to voice it rather than keep it all bottled up. That's when things can get troublesome."
"Are you telling me to be blunt and just say what I think? Cause that's a dangerous path to travel."
"True." He held onto her basket as well, their fingers barely touching. "But isn't it better to just come out with it rather than let there be misunderstandings?"
Sam smiled at him and made a noise of agreement.
"Good. Then now that that's settled, what do you want to do?"
Sam narrowed her eyes at him. Then, struck by a bolt of inspiration, she smirked.
"What's that smile mean?"
"Nothing. Just follow me." Eyeing her warily, Namjoon kept pace. When they had gone a ways, Sam's steps slowed down. "Have you ever been in love?"
Namjoon tripped over his feet and only barely kept from face planting. Sam giggled and Namjoon's face turned red. "Wh-Where did that come from?"
Sam shrugged. "You said to say whatever I was thinking about. My sister has a boyfriend and she says she's in love. Mom and Dad say she's just going through a phase. But I was curious. You said you're older than me, but I'm pretty sure you're younger than my sister. I just wondered what age people go from having a crush to being in love."
"Oh... I don't know. I don't know if I am or not..."
"Am?" Sam felt her heart pounding in both dread and hope. If there was someone else... But if it was her...
"Did I say--" Namjoon started sputtering. "I meant was. Was."
"Oh... So... you're not now?" That was equally as painful.
"Wh—I just—I–Can we talk about something else?"
"What would you do if you liked someone?"
"What do you mean what would I do?"
"If you liked someone and they didn't know, would you still say that being honest was better? Would you be able to tell them? Should you?"
Namjoon couldn't answer for a bit. How could he tell her that that was the exact dilemna he was facing now? And he couldn't even follow his own advice. "I guess... it depends."
"On who that person was to me. Like... if it was just some girl I knew in passing, I think it would still be difficult to screw up the courage, but it wouldn't be too bad. If she turned me down, it wouldn't be such a problem in the future because I didn't really know her so it's not like I would lose anything and it would be pretty easy to avoid her afterwards. But if it were a friend... especially a good friend... I don't think I could."
"Because I'd be too scared of losing her. If she couldn't return my feelings, I think... that would be worse than never finding out."
"So... if two friends liked each other, it'd be possible that they'd never know. That's a scary thought."
"Yeah. I think that's why people are so careful to avoid falling for friends. People are too scared."
"I can understand..."
"Wh—no—I mean—just hypothetically."
"R-Right. Um." He looked around and scratched his head anxiously. His brain went to the first thing it could think of. "So why your basket is covered today? There's something in it."
Sam looked at him for a moment before taking off. The handle slipped easily through Namjoon's anxious fingers. "What is she doing?" he mumbled to himself. But he followed her anyway.
She stopped a little ways off and plopped down in the remains of a long-destroyed cabin. All that was left if it was the floor and parts of two walls.
Sam smiled and patted the space next to her. "It's stupid, but," she started while Namjoon took his seat, "I was bored last night. So I decided to make something for you guys." She pulled off the cover of the basket and delicately lifted a crown of flowers from inside. The first she set in front of her, the second, beside her, and the third, she held towards Namjoon. "Head down." Namjoon obliged and she set it gently on his head. With a smile that made Namjoon's heart race, she said, "Perfect." She put hers on.
"They're very nice," Namjoon complimented. "I can tell you put a lot of work into it." Sam turned away in embarrassment and started removing the last crown. Underneath was a new, retro-style Polaroid camera. She turned to Namjoon to take a picture, but he was quick to put his hands in front.
"Wait wait wait. Why a picture?"
"So I'll always remember. Summer break is ending soon and we don't know if we'll ever see each other again. I wanted one of each one of you then all together, but Kit said he would only take it with everyone, not by himself." Namjoon watched the smile slip from her face. "But Peach can't come today and maybe not tomorrow. By then, the flowers will be all wilted."
"Fine," Namjoon sighed. Sam's smile once again lit up her face. "But only if you're in it too."
"But... there's no one to take the picture."
"We'll do it ourselves. Like this." He held out the camera in front of them. "I'll hold it, you press the button." Sam agreed. "But..." He pulled Sam closer to him until their faces lightly touched each other. They both blushed and pretended to be unfazed. Sam quickly pressed the shutter.
As soon as it clicked, she sat upright, Namjoon following suit. The scent of strawberry lingered on his skin. He could swear it stayed there all day and night. Sam told him she'd put the picture in a ziploc bag and hide it somewhere in their secret getaway, marking the place as theirs forever. She hoped to do the same if they had a chance for a group picture, but that one she would hide in the clearing. The clearing was all of theirs, the waterfall was just for her and Namjoon. She prayed that the pictures wouldn't be the only reminder she had of them.
Alrighty then. There's the chapter. I hope it was cute enough. I plan on only having one more bonus chapter. This is nearing the end afterall. I hope you enjoyed it. And once again, I apologize for falling behind.
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