Healed by you
Pt.22
The drive out of the bustling, concrete grid of Seoul was filled with pure energy. Namjoon took the wheel, his fingers tapping rhythmically against the steering wheel while Y/N controlled the playlist. For the entire two-hour drive, the car was alive with laughter. They talked about everything and nothing, completely lost in each other’s company. When a classic throw-back song came on the radio, they both blasted the volume, singing along at the top of their lungs, completely unbothered by how off-key they occasionally were.
As the highway transitioned into winding roads, the scenery shifted dramatically. Massive, lush green mountains began to tower on either side, and the air crisping through the slightly cracked windows smelled cleanly of pine and fresh earth.
When Namjoon finally pulled the car up the gravel driveway of the secluded cabin, Y/N stepped out of the passenger side and gasped. She had never been to this part of Korea before. The cabin was a beautiful, rustic wooden structure nestled perfectly against the mountainside, surrounded by towering trees and the serene peace of nature.
"Wow... Joon, this is breathtaking," she breathed, spinning around to take in the view. "I’ve never seen anything like this. I absolutely love the nature here."
Namjoon shut his car door and walked over, a teasing, mischievous glint in his eyes. He leaned against the hood, crossing his arms. "Oh, really? I thought you’d be used to this. Don't you know all about the grand mountains of Denmark?"
Y/N burst into a bright, genuine laugh. As someone who grew up in Denmark, she knew exactly how notoriously flat the country was—Denmark didn't have a single actual mountain.
"You're terrible!" she giggled, stepping forward and wrapping her arms tightly around his neck, burying her face into his chest. After everything she had been through with her past, being in his arms felt like the only home she truly needed. She looked up into his warm eyes. "But honestly... I think I finally know what real love is, just because I'm here with you."
Namjoon’s teasing expression melted instantly into a look of profound devotion. He cupped the back of her head, resting his forehead against hers. "It’s easy to love you, Y/N. The easiest thing I've ever done."
They stood there holding each other for a long moment before Namjoon pulled back with a sudden, playful grin. Before she could ask what he was doing, he slipped one strong arm under her knees and the other securely behind her back, lifting her effortlessly into a bridal carry.
Y/N let out a loud, delighted giggle, instinctively clinging to his broad shoulders. "Joon! What are you doing? Put me down!"
"Nope," Namjoon beamed, his dimples cutting deep into his cheeks as he began walking up the wooden steps toward the front door. "It’s a tradition when entering a new home together. Hold on tight, beautiful."
Namjoon managed to turn the door handle and nudge the cabin door open with his foot, all without breaking his secure hold on Y/N. A deep blush rushed to her cheeks as he carried her across the threshold, but as she looked at his proud, determined grin, she let out a soft giggle and wrapped her arms tighter around his neck. If he wanted to carry her through the entire house, she was more than happy to let him.
He walked slowly through the spacious, open-concept cabin, giving her a grand tour from his arms. The interior was gorgeous, featuring exposed wooden beams, large glass windows facing the wilderness, and a beautifully rustic living room.
Right in the center of the room sat a massive stone fireplace, completely stocked with wood and ready to go.
"Look at that," Y/N whispered, pointing toward it. "Joon, we should definitely light a fire tonight, bring some wine, and just chill right here."
"That sounds absolutely perfect," Namjoon agreed, his voice low and warm. Instead of putting her down on the floor, he carefully carried her over to the plush, oversized sofa right in front of the hearth, gently depositing her onto the soft cushions.
He didn't stand up right away. Instead, Namjoon dropped to his knees on the floor directly in front of her. Reaching out, he gently grabbed her ankles and began to softly unzip her winter boots, sliding them off her feet one by one.
Y/N watched him, her heart swelling at the tender gesture.
Namjoon looked up from the floor, a soft, knowing smile playing on his lips. "Since you turned down my offer this morning, I'm making an executive decision. Tonight, before bed, I am definitely giving you a proper massage. No arguments allowed."
A soft, breathless smile broke across Y/N’s face. She leaned forward, cupping his face in her hands, and pressed a sweet, deeply loving kiss to his lips. "Okay, deal. You win."
Namjoon chuckled against her lips, giving her one last gentle squeeze on her knee as he stood up. "I'll go get the wine and grab some snacks from the car. Don't move an inch."
A short while later, the living room was bathed in the warm, dancing amber glow of the fireplace. Crackling logs filled the cabin with a comfortable warmth. Namjoon sat back against the sofa with his long legs stretched out, and Y/N nestled perfectly between them, her back resting against his chest as his strong arms wrapped securely around her waist. A bottle of red wine and a small plate of cheese and crackers sat on the coffee table in front of them.
They stared quietly into the flames for a moment, sipping their wine and listening to the peaceful silence of the mountain night.
Namjoon tightened his grip around her slightly, burying his face in the crook of her neck with a content sigh. "I can’t believe it’s already been three months since we started dating," he murmured, his deep voice vibrating right against her back.
Y/N tilted her head back to look up at him, a soft, incredibly tender smile on her lips. "Three months already? Time flies so fast when I'm with you."
"It really does," Namjoon said, his expression turning beautifully serious as he looked down into her eyes. He brushed a stray lock of hair away from her face. "But honestly, Y/N... these past three months have been the best thing that has ever happened in my entire life. Before you, my world was just a cycle of schedules, work, and pressure. You brought a kind of peace into my life that I didn't even know I was missing."
Her heart skipped a beat, a rush of overwhelming warmth flooding her chest. She twisted her body around on the couch so she could face him completely, taking his large hands in hers.
"I feel exactly the same way, Joonie," she whispered, her voice thick with genuine emotion. "Coming to Korea was so scary for me, and I was so lost. But meeting you... these three months have been the happiest I’ve ever been. You made me feel safe, and you gave me a real home."
Namjoon’s eyes softened with profound love. He didn't say a word. Instead, he leaned forward, cupping the back of her neck to pull her gently into a sweet, lingering kiss. It wasn't rushed or passionate; it was a slow, gentle exchange full of unspoken promises, deep gratitude, and absolute certainty about where they were headed.
When they broke apart, he kept his forehead pressed against hers, both of them breathing in the shared warmth.
"To our future," Namjoon whispered against her lips, his dimples flashing in the firelight.
"To our future," Y/N echoed softly, knowing without a doubt that whatever came next, they would face it hand in hand.
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