Jungkook's POV-

As I blink my eyes open slowly I feel a soft hand caressing the side of my head.

I snuggle my head deeper into the soft surface it's rested on, inhaling the familiar scent of lavender and laundry detergent. It smells like home.

They did it. They heard me.

I raise my head a bit, opening my eyes to meet hers. My beautiful mother's. Her cheeks are flushed while her nose is red and irritated. It doesn't look like she's cried recently but she has been crying.

"Eomma." I smile softly before I bring my arms to wrap more tightly around her waist, keeping me head rested against her shoulder.

After my talk with Namjoon and all of those feelings came up I only wanted to see two people; Yoongi and my mother.

Yoongi... Where is he?

I pull away from the hug and look around the room for him.

"Your sweet guy is in the other room with your other friend. Chan- what was his name? Channel?"

I bring myself back into her warmth and lay my head on her shoulder with a smile "Chanyeol Eomma. And my guy's name is Yoongi."

"Oh yes. Chanyeol. They are both in the kitchen. There was a package left by the door that they said was sent here by mistake. I think Chanyeol is going to go find what apartment it belongs to."

My eyes snap open at the word package.

"Can I see Yoongi, Eomma? Please?" I ask, trying to keep my voice level so she won't think anything is wrong.

She raises her brow as she looks at me with concern, "Is everything okay?"

So much for keeping my voice level to avoid worrying her.

"Yes, I just know he is probably really freaked out since he is the one that brought me here. I just want to make sure he knows I'm okay." I smile softly. It's true. She shouldn't have any reason to ask anything else.

"Of course Bunny. I'll go let him know you are asking for him."  She says as she releases me from her arms before climbing off of the bed to go to the kitchen.

"Eomma, could you make me some tea?" I ask sweetly.

I need to keep her busy to buy Yoongi and myself more than two minutes alone.

"Of course. I will send him in and see about getting some water heated up." She leans down to kiss my head before continuing out the door.

Not even a full minute after my mother has left the room Yoongi comes quickly into the room. He quickly enters the room, shutting the door behind him, before he comes to me.

He puts a hand on the pillow next to my head to support his weight as he leans down to kiss my forehead before pulling away slowly.

"How are you feeling?" He says gently while he studies my face closely.

"I'm okay. Thank you for bringing me here. And thank you for calling her. Hopefully she didn't ask too many questions."

"I don't doubt she asked hundreds, but Taehyung is the one who called her. I was informed by he and Jimin both that he is her favorite. In fact, they both informed me that she likes him more than she likes you." He smiles gently.

I giggle, rolling my eyes. "Tae can say whatever he wants as long as he is willing to keep her busy while she is here. And if he will stick around until it's time for her to go too. He's going to be the only one that can talk her into leaving when the time comes."

"I like her, Kook. I think we should keep her. How about she moves into my place and I'll move in here with you." He chuckles before kissing my temple.

"Don't you dare give her that option." I shoot him a playful glare as I wrap my arms around him, pulling him closer to me.

We hug each other for a few minutes before I remember what my mother said.

"Yooni?"

"Yes Kook." He says as he rests his cheek against my head.

"What was in the package?"

Yoongi's POV-

I let out a long, heavy sigh.

I was hoping she wouldn't say anything, but I couldn't really ask her not to. That'd be weird and one of Taehyung's strict instructions was to not do anything weird or suspicious.

He cautioned that if I think Kook is observant, apparently he is nothing compared to his mother. Which makes sense because he had to have gotten his amazing senses from someone.

Suddenly I feel Kook shake my shoulder, bringing me back to the present.

"You've been staring at me for like, a minute straight. Is it that bad?"

"We think she found something... the package was a box of tissues and a bottle of painkillers."

He scoffs. "What a fucking peach she is. How nice of her to-"

"That's not all." I cut in.

"Okay. What else?" He looks at me as he waits for me to continue.

"The items were purchased at a drugstore in Busan. They were left in the paper bag from where they were purchased. It's apparently one of the more popular ones in the city.

"There are other drug stores that are closer to your house than this one, which is why we don't think she has your actual home address, but she knows about Busan. We don't know what else she has been able to find, but she has discovered that."

He stays looking at me with wide eyes before he brings me into an even tighter hug.

"Do you think she would hurt my mother?" He whispers against my neck.

"I don't know. I don't think so but at this point, we can't rule anything out."

It was quiet for a few moments while we held each other until I finally worked up the nerve to ask what happened with Namjoon.

He stayed silent for a short while before answering.

"I thought I would be okay. After I talked with you I started thinking about how much Namjoon helped me when I was confused with my sexuality. I started to realize that he probably did the same for Jin.

"He was so angry when I told him what Jin did. He went to Tae's house again and again, trying to find Jin to talk to him. I hadn't really thought about it before but I realized he probably was finally able to talk to him and that's how they started. When he was trying to talk to Jin about me.

"Namjoon confirmed that my thinking was right but when he started talking about when he and Jin spoke about me, that's when I lost my composure.

"I asked if Jin told him what he said to me that day when I kissed him and he said he had before he began defending what Jin said. He was making excuses for him." He scoffs.

"When he started to do that I knew Jin hadn't told him everything he said to me. Namjoon would never defend what Jin said if he knew all of it. So I told him. After that I just had to leave. So I left his studio and went to yours."

"You weren't at my studio. You went to Hobi's." I voice, rubbing circles on his shoulder.

He lifts his head off my chest to look up at me. "I did?"

"Yes. Jimin opened the door and you were leaned against it passed out. You must have been so distraught that you mixed up the hallways or something. But we were able to get you back here to your place. And Taehyung called your mother."

"Thank you for letting her come. I just... I needed her. After what happened when I saw Jin with Namjoon that day years ago I went to a very dark head space and she kept me from hurting myself. I was afraid I was going to go back there again after remembering all those emotions."

"If I can do anything to help you just let me know will you?"

Just then we hear a raised voice from the living room. It sounds like his mother.

We both look at each other in surprise then quickly climb off the bed and go towards the living room.

With Jungkook's hand in mine as he walks closely behind me, we make our way out into the hallway to see Yeol standing with a shocked expression looking ahead of him towards the door.

Then we hear what sounds like a soft voice speak followed by Kook's mom saying, "You're here for Jungkook?"

We make our way further out of the hallway to see Kook's mother standing in front of a small woman with a black mask.

I don't need her to remove the mask to know that voice. That hair. Those eyes.

It's Irene.

When she sees us from where she is stood in the hallway she looks at Kook with eyes full of fake concern.

"I heard what happened. I just wanted to make sure you were okay." She says to him before moving her eyes to meet mine.

She stares at me with that look of complete adoration and care I used to long for.

The look that made my heart swell and made me want to drop to my knees, willing to do whatever I could so she would only ever look at me like that.

Still locked on each other's eyes she pulls her mask down off of her mouth before saying with a soft smile, "Hello Yoongi."

I am stunned. I can't speak. I don't even think I'm breathing.

What is she doing here? What is her plan? I would have never thought that she would show up in person.

What the fuck? WHAT THE FUCK!

I feel Kook give my hand a squeeze as he plants a light kiss on my cheek before letting go.

He walks to where his mother is still stood in front of the door, standing tall with his shoulders back as he steps around her to be directly in front of Irene.

"Noona, it's so kind of you to come and check on me, but you really didn't have to. I am perfectly fine." I can hear him say in a light tone. It even sounds like he might be smiling.

Wait, Noona? What?

"Can I speak to you for a moment?" He asks kindly.

"Of course Jungkookie!" Irene smiles as Kook takes a step out into the hall with her, closing the door behind him.

I look over to where Yeol is still stood with the same expression on his face as I'm sure I have.

A look that says What in the fuck is happening.

We break eye contact when we hear Kook's mother clear her throat, drawing our attention to her. She has a deathly serious look on her face as she looks up at Yeol then at me.

"What sort of problem does that woman have with my son?"