A few years later I'm picking him up from the therapist. He comes out with a bright smile and looks at me. I smile as he gets in the car and doesn't say a word.

"Well?" i ask.

He smiles at me and then kisses me softly. 

"We did it." 

I feel the biggest rush of pride and love wash over me as I stare at him.

"You're done?"

He nodded. I wrapped my arms around him in a hug. He had done it. He had broken his fear. We drove back to the dorm listening to our latest album: Love Yourself. I think that he had learned to love himself. 

Before I open the door I take Namjoon in for a kiss that starts out sweet but gets slightly more heated. We stay like that until we hear Yoongi clearing his throat behind us. 

"It's been like 2 years guys. Keep it under control." 

I smile at him as Joon turns red. We go inside and sit on the couch together. Just as I'm starting to fall asleep next to him he shoots up.

"What?" I ask him.

"We need to build a fire." He says. 

I just laughed at him. He was being serious.

"What for?" 

Without an answer he went to his room and came back with his journal. I looked at it then at him and smiled.

"Ok let's do it."