Now or Never (Bias x Reader) Epilogue
Kara is bouncing on the balls of her feet in excitement. Youâre excited, but youâre keeping it in as best as you can. One of you has to.Â
Itâs been almost two years since youâve seen him. Youâve kept in touch as promised, learning more about each other. You felt as if you both would grow apart, instead you were his place of honesty and refuge without him having to fear his own vulnerability.
The distance and constant talking to each other formed an emotional connection that went deeper than physical. Both of you tried seeing other people, but he was more cautious. Not as carefree as he was with you, which turned off a lot of women. A few were successful, but as soon as he went on We Got Married the girl couldnât handle it. You on the other hand avoided that show altogether.Â
You had great potential relationships, but they didnât last very long because the last person you went to sleep talking to wasnât them. You tried distancing yourself from him, figuring it was delusional to still feel something. You both tried cutting down your time of interaction, but as the days and weeks went on, one of you would always cave in.Â
Now youâre back in Korea about to see him. Youâve both changed since your last meeting, matured in a way. Kara already has plans. As soon as youâre out of the airport she hops into a taxi, managing a quick goodbye before taking off. Sheâs seen other people, but cut them all off once she planned to come back. Their relationship was one of a kind.Â
As you drive to the destination he picked out, you resist telling the taxi driver to hurry up. Your stomach is fluttering and you canât stop biting your lip.Â
You get a text from him. Itâs a picture of him looking bored, wondering where you are. The taxi drops you off close to B/Nâs destination. You wonder if youâll run into his arms Dear John style, when she runs out of the airport and finally sees him. Will he spin you around or try to be nonchalant about the whole thing?
But when you get closer, you recognize the bench. Itâs the same one near the restaurant. The place where you and B/N technically broke up. And on that bench is someone you almost didnât recognize.Â
You pause, feeling nervous all of a sudden. He hasnât seen you yet. Youâre also not quite sure how you look. Has the humidity completely destroyed your hair? You want to rush somewhere to check but you only have your phone and you canât even check that because he sees you.Â
You release a breath and start walking towards him, gripping your bag tightly. Heâs gotten to his feet, slowly walking towards you. When you finally reach him, you can only stare at each other.
âWhy here? Wonât someone recognize you?â This wasnât the first thing youâd imagine yourself saying after all this time.
âWeâre not staying, but it was a good place to pick you up,âÂ
You nod, looking around at everything else but him, âY/N,â he says your name playfully, fully aware of your nervousness, âPlease look at me,âÂ
You oblige him, looking at the face you havenât seen in so long. He tips your chin with a smile as he takes your suitcase from you, careful not to show too much physical affection incase someone is actually watching.Â
He puts your bag in the trunk, opening the door for you. Still a gentleman. When you both sit in the car, neither of you do anything. Your breathing is the only sound you can hear. Heâs tapping the steering wheel as you stare at your hands. You bet Karaâs reunion is more electrifying.Â
âYour hair got longer,â he notices.Â
Amazing. You both couldnât stop talking through technology but face to face you could barely look at each other. You reach for his hand, the same time he happens to reach for yours. He slips his fingers between them before bringing your hand to his lips.Â
âNothingâs changed,â he whispers and you sigh. Youâre not sure what it is about the statement but your throat tightens. To know that he still has feelings for you, or the fact that they never left. You finally look at him, realizing heâs been watching you the entire time.Â
He cups your cheek and you lean into him, his palm warm. You kiss him, missing the feel of his lips, the softness of his skin. He shows you how much heâs missed you.Â
âIt was never easy kissing in the car, remember?âÂ
You smile, âOr hugging,âÂ
He sits back, starting the car. Youâre not sure where heâs taking you, but it doesnât really matter. Youâre holding his hand when he releases it, hand on your thigh.Â
âStill not over my thighs? Donât you have your own?âÂ
He shakes his head, âI like yours. They got thicker. And before you snap at me, itâs a good thing,â he squeezes it, getting a better grip, âA very good thing,â The sight of him driving with one hand on the steering wheel and the other on you makes you feel good inside for some reason.
Youâre fingers are trailing up and down his forearm affectionately, âSome hold hands as they drive, youâŠnot to much,â You canât even deny that you like the way it feels.Â
The place he takes you isnât somewhere youâve been before. You figured it wouldâve been that same field to look at the stars, instead you arrive at a small village by the country side. He takes you to a small restaurant with a pleasant mountain view.
âItâs not extravagant, I know. But we havenât been able to eat somewhere together, and I figure here would be safer,â
âBeats a fancy restaurant with barely any food on the plate,â
Youâve missed food like this, actual healthy food that used more than two spices. Itâs a small table so both your feet are touching from where he sits across from you. Thereâs no table cloth, so when your foot starts to go up his leg as he eats, he pats yours for you to behave yourself. You donât, of course.Â
When dinner is over, you both go for a walk. His arm is around your shoulder, you hand holding onto his.Â
âYou missed me?â he asks.Â
âEh, not that much,âÂ
He slides his arm from your shoulders to your waist, âTell that to the thousand plus text messages I receive a week,âÂ
âOh, dare I bring up the time you called me drunk saying, âI miss you so much, Y/N. I miss you I miss you I miss you.â Keep going, I got receipts,âÂ
That shuts him up, âThat explains why my bill gets so high randomly. I didnât know I called you drunk,â Â
Youâve never bothered to mention it. Youâd call one of his members to make sure he wasnât alone as he spoke half nonsense to you, from bad traffic to how much he didnât want you to go on a date with someone else.
âWhat else have I said?â he asks.
âYou know how people are when theyâre drunk. Unintentionally honest,âÂ
He stops walking and faces you, âWas I being an ass again? Or was it something specific?â
You shrug, âYouâve said a lot of things,âÂ
âLike what? How I feel about you orâŠ?â
âWhat are you asking me?â Because you know very well what heâs asking you.
He pauses before shaking his head and you wonder if he remembers, âNever mind,â Heâs about to say something when he gets a call from his manager which results in him looking very nervous, âThey saw us again,â he tells you, âThey have pictures of your face now. Iâm so sorry,âÂ
You immediately search online seeing photos of you both from today. That was fast, âWe were careful. I didnât see anyone,âÂ
Youâre looking at the pictures and you canât help it. You both look great together. But the paparazzi has somehow caught the perfect moment of B/N smiling at you and the look of adoration in your eyes. Good luck saying this isnât what it seems.
âSay Iâm your dance instructor. English teacher or something. Remember what youâre manager said. Think about the group,â
He shakes his head, going back to the previous conversation instead, âWhat did I say to you?â
Youâre unsure if you even want to mention it, preferring him to say it when he was ready and coherent. Or perhaps heâs been ready and wasnât sure if you were, âYou said that you loved me,â his eyes go wide and you wonder if he even meant what he had said, âYouâve said it numerous times. But I thought nothing of it because when youâre drunk you sometimes say things that you donât mean. Didnât see the point of bringing it up,â
âNo, when youâre drunk you say everything that you mean,â His hand is still holding yours, his gaze unwavering, âI meant it. I do love you,â
You squeeze his hand with a smile to mask how fast your heartâs racing, âI know,â
He scoffs, crossing his arms, ââI knowâ? Thatâs it? I pour my heart out to you and thatâs all I get?â
You take his arm, âWhy should I tell you what you already know?â
Heâs blushing and to hide his smile, he hugs you, holding your head against his chest, âI just want to hear it,â
You look at him, wanting him to see your face as you say it, âI love you,âÂ
He canât stop smiling, âI wonât say it too much, donât want you to get tired of hearing it,âÂ
You hold him close, feeling his heart beat against your own, âYou can tell me as much as you want,âÂ
And that is it for Now or Never, thank you for reading guys ^-^
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