All I know is that I would have forgiven you if I was her, and I know she did. Claire forgave you Jimin, now it's time for you to forgive yourself and everyone else in this world. It's time for you to forgive and bury the past."
Jimin's clenched fists finally opened and he took a shuddering breath, shaking as emotional weights were finally dropped. "All right, for you. As long as I have you, my heart will hold no anger. My desire for vengeance is gone." He stepped forward and wrapped his arms around yn, holding her as close as possible. "Nothing will keep me separated from you, neither my dementia nor my disease. I will fight it all to stay with you."
"And if your life should end, then I shall take my own life to be with you."
They both stared into each other's eyes and kissed. "I love you," they murmured at the same time.
After a tall pancake breakfast in a near small-town diner, Jimin and yn walked back to the motel, full and happy. But as they stepped into the motel room, Jimin's heart sank. His jacket was out on the bed with his sword was on the floor. The second yn closed the door, the sounds of police sirens could be heard outside from the police ambush.
"Damn it, the cleaning lady found my sword and alerted the police. They knew it was me the second the weapon was mentioned. They must have set themselves up in hiding while we were gone," Jimin swore as tried to think of a way to escape.
Yn was shaking with fear as she glanced under the window shades and saw all the cops. They had shown up and gotten into position so quickly that it was as if they had teleported.
"Release the hostage!" the police chief shouted on a bullhorn. Jimin grabbed his sword and locked the door.
"What do we do?" Yn asked as they crouched down beneath the window.
"I don't know, there aren't any windows in the bathroom. I can't think of a way out."
Yn yelped as a teargas canister broke through the window above them, filling the room with burning smoke. Y clutched Jimin's hands with tears streaming from her eyes, but he wasn't sure it was from the gas. "Jimin, I don't want to lose you. I need you in my life."
Jimin wrapped his arm around her, holding her as tightly as possible. "I know, I don't want to lose you either. I've finally found something to live for, something that will give me a reason to exist beyond just punishing everyone around me and myself."
They were suddenly shaken from their conversation by a loud crash that shook the door. The police were trying to break it down with a battering ram.
"There is a way out, come on," yn said, rushing through the smoke to the bathroom. Jimin followed her and locked the door behind him. This would only buy them a minute at least.
"What is your plan?" Jimin asked. Yn was leaning over the sink, crying in fear.
"Yn..." he murmured, putting his hand on her shoulder.
The second he touched her, she turned around with hollow determination in her eyes. "There is only one way to escape being separated, but we will not escape with our lives."
Jimin looked away, having known what she was going to suggest but hoping that it wouldn't come to that. Yn stepped forward and wrapped her arms around his neck. "Take both of our lives, do it now," she whispered in his ear.
"I can't. How can you possibly ask me to do something like that?! How can you ask me to hurt you?!"
"There is no escape for us now, this is the only way we can be together. Please, there is no other way I want my life to end."
Outside, the door of the motel room was broken down and cops were streaming inside.
"Ok..." Jimin finally said.
"Open the bathroom door now, we have you surrounded!" one of the officers demanded.
"My name is park Jimin. I am the one that has killed all the people at those college parties," he replied with a shaky voice. He slowly held out his sword behind yn, with the tip just barely touching her back.
"Release the hostage!" the cop demanded.
