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Part 19 - May 15th

After a quick bus ride, which wasn't as uncomfortable as I had expected, we reached the heart of the city.

"So, where do you want to go?" Namjoon asked me.

"It doesn't matter to me," I said. "I've been here a few times."

"Really?"

"Yeah," I said. "It gets boring being by yourself all day with nothing to do."

"You should've come with us," Namjoon replied. "We're pretty busy."

I nodded. "Um, anyway, where are we going?"

"Why don't we go here?" Yoongi asked in a bored tone, pointing to a small gift shop.

"Um, sure," Namjoon said. "Let's go."

The three of us headed into the shop. I walked around the store, looking for something interesting.

"What is this?" I asked no one in particular, examining a small plush toy.

"It is an egg," Yoongi said from behind me. "I see them in Korea."

"Really?" I asked, holding it up. "Oh, I see it. It's cute." I put it back on its shelf. "What's Namjoon doing?"

"He found something in the back," Yoongi said. "Let's go." I followed him to the back of the shop where Namjoon was searching through a crate of records.

"What're you looking for?" I asked him.

"I'm hoping for a Michael Jackson record," he said.

"Hmm," I said. "Why are there records in a gift shop?"

"This part is vintage goods," he replied, still searching.

"Do you need help?" Yoongi asked.

"I'm good," he said. "You and Emilienne can go somewhere else if you want."

Yoongi looked at me. I shrugged.

I kinda wanted to leave.

"Sure," Yoongi said. "Where do you want to go?"

"There's a Starbucks a block down," I said. "We can get something to drink."

"Do you want something?" He asked Namjoon.

"Americano," he replied. "Iced."

"Okay," Yoongi said. "Let's go."

I walked with Yoongi. "You go outside, I'm coming." He said, stopping midway to the door.

I shrugged.

Okay.

I walked outside and stood in front of the door, waiting for Yoongi. After a few minutes, he had come.

He stood next to me and handed me bag, looking in the opposite direction. I took it from him. Inside was the egg plush.

I smiled. "What's this for?"

"Teaching me," he said, avoiding my eyes.

That was nice of him.

"You didn't have to," I said.

He looked up at me, his eyes shining as bright as the moon, sparkling as much as glitter.

"Thank you," I said, kissing his cheek.

He looked at me, slightly surprised.

"What? If you did it, can't I?"

He smirked. "Go ahead."