Ari’s POV

I was sitting in my room, trying to distract myself from overthinking everything. You see, today was the day Ji was supposed to land. I haven’t seen him in almost 3 weeks, and I was starting to doubt my sanity because I actually missed the guy. Maybe the cancer did spread to my brain.

I stopped myself from fidgeting and instead gently rubbed my hair. Since I wasn’t getting any chemo anymore, my hair had started slowly growing back, which meant I looked like a lost chicken.

Deciding that I needed to stop thinking about Ji, I concentrated on my bucket list. I added one more thing to it which was to learn how to drive (why, I still didn’t know), and I was slowly deciding how and where I would travel. It was an incredibly exciting process which gave my days meaning, instead of just waiting to die. I mean, let’s face it, just waiting to die is no fun.

I searched on the internet possible travel routes and what not, but I couldn’t help but to glance at the clock every so often.

 Ji and I kept on talking, even after he left, and I felt like he knew me better than anybody else. It wasn’t about him knowing my favorite color, or my favorite food, it was about him getting me. I didn’t have to explain to him why I felt a certain way, he understood how my mind worked.

And vice versa, even just by the tone of his voice I knew if he had a bad or good day at work, and when he would tell me what happened I understood why he reacted a certain way. It was almost magical to feel that kind of connection to somebody. The only thing that is that I was running out of time, and I wished I met Ji before it got too late…but hell, better late than never.

Kind of weirdly everybody in my family was busy this weekend. As they realized that I won’t be getting any chemo anymore the tension in my home disappeared, and it was almost like they finally realized it was still okay from them to laugh. My body, despite that it was still battling cancer, grew stronger, and I didn’t depend on my family half as much as I used to.

My mom and dad had went to visit my cousins, and Mia had her anniversary with her boyfriend. I was scared of knowing how many anniversaries she missed because of me, so when she said she would stay with me I told her to go. Of course, my mom still called me like 15 times in one hour just to check if I was okay…but it was nice to see my family members finally living a little.

So I was alone in my house, with nobody to distract me. Seriously I felt like my head was about to explode from all the questions and emotions in my head. It was like him coming back was braking an invisible wall in me. The wall that prevented me from ever even thinking I would fall in love. And although it was heartbreaking to think he didn’t feel the same way, I still enjoyed the butterflies and the giggling before sleep. So what if nothing ever happened? So what if I die before I realize what love truly is? I was happy, and I decided that was the only thing that mattered.

It was already 6 pm when I got a text from Ji.

I just landed, it will take me another hour or so before I'll be at my hotel. Want me to come over or will you be too tired? :)

So after he had a 14 hour flight, he asks me if I'll be too tired to see him? Jesus, this man... I went to reply that he could come over, but then an idea darted into my mind.

 Truth to be told, why should he have to go to my place after a long flight when I was perfectly capable to go to the hotel he was staying in? Plus...I would get to see those overly expensive, only-in-your-wildest-dreams-will-you-stay here hotel rooms. And that was sounded hella fun.

Why don't I come over to your hotel room? I mean I can walk you know...plus it is kind of silly that you would have to drive an hour to get to my house after you had a 14 hour flight. What do you think?

Ji's POV

I kind of looked at the message, completely missing to take my suitcase from the rotating line. I just stood there frozen. You see as the weeks went by, and me and Ari talked more...I started falling for her.

I felt like I was supposed to be stoned to death because I was being an awful person for falling for her...but when I would hear her talk, I would just...lose myself. It got to that point where I stopped sleeping around and instead spent my nights talking to Ari.

And even when I did try to have with a girl...I imagined Ari. God... I was ed up. I needed to control myself.

I closed my eyes, raking my fingers through my hair and missing my suitcase again, and tried to visualize a barbed fence that would cut off my balls if I ever think of having with Ari again. If this didn't stop, I would seriously need to castrate myself.

I finally took my suitcase and with long strides started walking out of the airport.

Usually when girls sent me messages like that it meant one thing and one thing only...but Ari was pure, and I was seriously ed up for even thinking about her that way.

She just wanted to help me after a long flight, that was all that message meant, nothing else, nothing more. God, help me.

Sure :) Meet you there.

I sent her the address and took a deep breath in. The problem was...it wasn't about , it was about me falling for her. With her it wouldn't be just ...it would be more. But she was too pure, too fragile, and too good for a guy like me. I was supped to be a good friend to her, I was supped to not act like a teenager.

But she brought out all the good and silly sides of me, so it was only logical she would also bring out the and stupid side .

 As I hailed a taxi I started thinking about the other ed up thing that kept me awake at night. Ari dying. If I could I would yell at God for planning to taker her away so soon. Well not on my watch. I decided to do everything that I can to find a treatment for her that would help her. Being filthy rich had its perks, and money opened many doors, and although I was pretty delusional, I hoped that behind one of those doors there would be a cure for her.

Ari's POV

I was staring at the phone, wondering if her dropped it and ran away screaming, when he finally texted me back.

Sure :) Meet you there.

 And it was followed by an address that he wouldn’t probably even dream of pronouncing.

Okay…I could do this. Why did this all of a sudden feel like it was more than just a visit?

I shook my head, trying to get the confusing emotions out of my head, and quickly dressed in simple jeans and a hoodie.

Within an hour I was standing in front of the five star hotel. Ji said that when I came I could just go up to his room (of course he was staying in the penthouse, what else could I expect?), he also said that he called the reception and told them to let me in.

After getting a dirty look by the receptionist, I went to the elevator and pressed the last floor gingerly. I was afraid that if I destroyed something I would have to pay for it my whole life.

As the elevator went up, the butterflies in my stomach did a little dance, and I bit my lip to stop myself from smiling. I was happy that I would see him again. With all the other complications in my life, and even with my confusing feelings towards him…still what we had was simple. I needed simple in my life.

I stepped out of the elevator, and knocked on the only doors that were there. Even the doors were extravagantly done. Before my knuckles went for the second knock, the doors opened.

I stared at Ji, wearing plain jeans and a simple white T-Shirt, his black hair messy, with dark circles revealing all the sleepless nights.

But when I saw his smile, I couldn’t help but to smile too, and before I knew it we were hugging. I pressed my cheek against his chest, hearing his steady heartbeat, and inhaled deeply. I felt calm and happy, almost like with him I had no cares in the world. And at that moment I decided that tonight I wouldn’t leave the hotel. I wanted to stay next to him.

He gently pulled us both in and closed the door, and before I knew it we were both staring at each other’s lips. I saw a strange emotion cross his face and then he detangled himself from me, and took my hand, leading me deeper into the penthouse. Still, the invisible line, that was hot red, and sent shivers down to my lower regions remained between us.

Ji’s POV

… this will be a long night. It was so good to see her again, but I felt like my control was slowly slipping away. And that wasn’t good…not good at all. I shouldn’t cross that invisible line, but damn I was tempted.

A/N So I finally updated :D Sorry for the wait. Also…I know this chapter is more ual than the others but idk, I felt like writing it that way :P And also it is probably more confusing, but I use this fic like my therapy so please bear with me xD

To add, Ari is of legal age, so Ji’s problem with sleeping with her is that he thinks that she is too fragile and good for that, and Ari is just being confused right now :D

I think she’ll have to grow some lady balls in the near future but we will see how the story will go :)

Anyways, please comment :D