It'll Always Be You | MYG x Reader

Ch 19 | Both

"A whole year?" you giggle. "You sure you won't find better by then?"

"I know I won't," he smiles, turning you around to look at him. He holds your face between his strong hands, your eyes fluttering closed when he presses his lips to yours. "I know what I want," he says, pulling back between another kiss. "And that's you. No matter how much time passes, it'll always be you."

More goosebumps spread down your neck as his hands travel into your hair, your lips parting slightly for him to gently glide his tongue across yours, your whole body vibrating with happiness. He's right. Your body can't lie even when your mind wants to.

"It'll always be me?" you ask, pulling back for air. You know there's stars in your eyes as he gives you another gummy smile.

"It'll always be you, Nabi."

Suddenly your eyes snap open and you gasp, your body springing you forward in your bed. Tears pour down your cheeks, dripping into your lap as you try to catch your breath. You grip the t-shirt over your chest and look around the room, remembering you're not in South Korea anymore.

You're not with Yoongi anymore.

"Dammit," you whisper shakily, your eyes pinching closed as you try to stifle your sobs. "God dammit, Yoongi. Why do I even have to remember you in my dreams?"

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"We'll be back soon," Jeffrey says from the front door, holding Jenna's little hand since she wants to walk on her own like a big girl.

"Bye Mummy! Bye Auntie!" she waves, giving you both a big smile.

"Bye beautiful," you say, waving both your hands at her. "I miss you already!"

Jeffrey closes the front door behind him leaving just you and Sunny to have breakfast. It's the next day already and you slept for most of yesterday since you're so jet lagged. It's pretty obvious Sunny's been dying to ask you what's going on but she didn't want to rush you. She also didn't want Jeffrey around in case there was anything that was really personal you didn't want to share. Which is pretty much all of it.

She pours you another mimosa and takes a few bites of her French Toast while she waits for you to speak. One thing Sunny's always been good about is being patient. She's very "Type A" and straight forward, but she also knows when to give you space.

"I had my heart broken," you mumble, pushing around your fruit with your fork.

"Again?" Sunny scoffs, slapping her hand over her mouth as soon as she says it. "I'm sorry. I don't mean to sound like you're the problem I jus-"

"I know, Unnie," you laugh. "You've always been this way."

"Oh good," she exhales, leaning back in her seat. "Jeffrey's been getting on to me about the way I speak. He doesn't mind it but he doesn't want Jenna growing up to be so blunt."

"There's nothing wrong with the way you speak."

"I knew you'd say that," she grins. "But it is true that my mouth can get me in trouble so I do probably need to raise Jenna to be a little nicer than I am."

You roll your eyes and huff, "Just raise her to be a bad bitch like you are."

"I actually want her to be more like you."

"You definitely do not want that," you snort. "My luck with men seems to be zero. Maybe she'd make a great lesbian or something."

"God I hope so," she laughs. "My in-laws are a nightmare and their only grandchild being gay might make them go insane."