Pretty Boy

So What Happened After He Climbed Up The Tower And Rescued Him?

The next day Yoongi walks out onto the terrace. He is fully dressed in an elegant grey suit. Yoongi can hear some thunder as he moves over to the balustrade. He has a jewel case in his hand, the one with Jimin's ring inside. 

A bell boy comes out onto the terrace with some luggage in his hands. "Is that everything, sir?"

"Yes. Yes, that's everything."

"I'll meet you downstairs, sir."

"Thank you."

The bell boy walks away from the terrace, carrying some of Yoongi's luggage, and Yoongi looks up at the sky one last time as the thunder rumbles overhead.

Kwan is sat in the living room in her and Jimin's shared apartment. She sits close to the window, holding a small teddy bear and a picture of her and Jimin. She laughs. "We look so dopey." She stands up. "Busan's not that great, you know." She walks towards Jimin, who is wearing slacks, a white T-shirt and a dark jacket. His blonde hair is swept messily back on his head. "It's bad climate. It's foggy. It's unpredictable." 

Jimin glances over to the look out the window where it's raining heavily, then focuses back on putting his things away in a bag. "I'll wear a sweater."

"What are you gonna do there?" Kwan sits back down.

"Get a job. Finish high school. I got things I can do. I used to make pretty good grades in high school."

Kwan smiles. "Yeah, I could see that about you. I could see that." 

"Sure you won't come with me?" Jimin asks.

Kwan looks around her. "And leave all this? Not in a million." She laughs.

Jimin smiles. "Come here."

Kwan stands up, puts the teddy and the photo down, and walks toward him. Jimin takes some money out of his pocket and puts it into the breast pocket of Kwan's denim jacket. 

"Whoa. Whoa. What is this?"

"It's part of the Min Yoongi scholarship fund. We think you got a lot of potential, Lim Kwan."

"You do? You think I got potential?" Kwan's eyes light up.

"Oh, yeah. Don't let anybody tell you different, okay?"

Kwan smiles. "Okay."

All of a sudden Jimin starts crying, thinking about how much he's going to miss his best friend. "Take care of you." He picks up a cap and places it on top of Kwan's head.

"No, I can't, I can't. It's your favourite." She takes it off and gives it back to Jimin and walks away. "What time's your bus?"

"An hour."

"Yeah, well, I gotta split, 'cause good-byes make me crazy. So, take care of you." She quickly turns and chargers towards Jimin, wrapping her arms around him in a tight embrace.

"Whoa." Jimin slaps Kwan's back, and then kisses her on the head.

Back at The Grand Hyatt Hotel, Namjoon is standing behind the front counter, working on some paperwork. Jeon Jungkook is standing beside him, with some large glasses on his nose. Yoongi walks to the desk, and Namjoon smiles at him.

"Mr. Min."

"You don't have any messages for me, do you?" 

"No, I'm afraid not, sir."