Part 44

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Arriving at the ever under construction ring road to O'Hare you struggled to remember the right parking garage, which caused you to cut across three lanes to get to the right exit.

Yoongi gave you the death stare as he held onto the door handle, and you giggled.

"Sorry luv, but no one died!" You were pretty happy you had remembered it in time but perhaps it wasn't as quite in time as you thought?

Yoongi muttered something uncomplimentary about your driving and you stuck your tongues out at each other causing Yoongi to laugh. You wound your way through the garage and discovered you'd lucked out and were on the Bulls level. You showed it to Yoongi and he was confused for a second before he realized it was the garage floor level.

"All the sports teams," asked Yoongi looking at the chart in the elevator.

"Yea, I mean we have them all, and even people coming to the airport know at least one Chicago team, whether it's the Cubs or the Bulls. Sometimes people come to see the Sox or the hawks or the Fire, but most people at least know Michael Jordan," you say as you both exit the elevator.

Yoongi stops and pulls you off to the side a little.

"You saw a Bulls game (Y/N)," asked Yoongi and you decided to stun him for the hell of it.

"Yoongi, my dad took me to the last of the Bulls Championship games. I was 6 months old, so I don't know that I "saw" anything, but there's a picture of my Mom and Dad, me in Dad's arms and the 1993 Championship team celebrating their win on the court. Dad had a nice job and the company often offered tickets to Bulls games, Dad was a massive fan so he and Mom went to all the games they could. How they got tickets to game six of the finals? I never got a chance to ask Dad before the accident. I'll show the picture when we get back home."

You were pretty happy that you were about to put your sunglasses on and walk away from the explosion when you heard it happen behind you and Yoongi grabbed your arm.

"You were there? In the building," Yoongi looked at you up and down and took a step back. You glanced at the clock on the wall in the underground tunnel and thought you had another half hour before the plane landed, so you thought you'd throw in the other pieces.

"Yoongi I was there as a baby, and then there again in 96, 97 and 98 when they won again. Different team obviously, but still pretty cool don't' you think?" And with that you finally turned to look at Yoongi still behind you.

His mouth had dropped open and he was staring at you with a new look in his eyes. One you thought you'd seen before but weren't 100% certain of. You walked back to where he was standing and dragged him out of the flow of traffic. You moved in close and he automatically opened his arms and you stepped in between his feet. But instead of the hug he was expecting, you simply used your index finger to lift up his chin. Then you placed a tiny kiss on his lips before leaning over and whispering, "You look like one of Jin's fish," and resuming your walk towards the escalators that would take you up to the baggage claim.

You heard a cough behind you and you felt Yoongi reach for your hand so you slowed down your stride for him to catch up.

"You never mentioned it before Babygirl," Yoongi said.

"Nah, it wasn't my sport in High School. I wasn't really tall enough for basketball," you replied and made Yoongi laugh.

"I know that feeling," he said and you both stepped onto the escalator.

"Honestly, I didn't think about it Yoongi, but speaking of it now, I should have. And it's March. How do you feel about University Basketball? Did you fill out your bracket yet," you questioned.

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