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紅樹林站附近 // near Hongshulin Station
#so this building used to be in the overgrown woods and also fenced off#but i happened to bike by the day everything was being cleared out and the backhoe was down at the other end#and there were no distinct keep out signs#so i indulged the rabid desire to go in which i've been cultivating every since i laid eyes on the thing#as much as the call of adventure was calling me to the upper floors the stairs did look kinda dodgy#and it was in full view of the busy bike path#i did not want to end up in the news as Trespassing Foreigner Fined For Violating Public Safety#taiwan#taipei#does this count as#urbex#ruins#abandoned#abandoned building
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Whenever, Wherever
Bucky Barnes x Female Reader: One Shot (Angst)
Summary: As Bucky's nightmares about his time as The Winter Soldier continue to plague him, there is only one person who can help him through it.
Word Count: 2.5k (No mention of Y/N)
Warnings: mention of graphic violence (we know what happened to Maria and Howard), angsty! Bucky
A/N: This is loosely inspired by the chorus of the song 'Whenever, Wherever'. I don't know, I just thought it made a good writing prompt.
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“Ready to comply."
James' metal hand flexed around the accelerator of the motorcycle, giving it a tight squeeze. Its shiny edges glinted under the light of the full moon. His body moulded into the supple, leather seat like it was made for him. Still his rigid body refused to relax. The powerful engine revved as the bike shuddered to life beneath him, gearing up to go. Gas gurgled out from the exhaust, cutting through the thick silence of the quiet evening. One swift kick up on the safety bar and the bike was now fully under his strong control. Releasing the clutch, he sped off into the distant night.
Weaving through the inner-city traffic was effortless for him, the numbered streets mapped out in his mind. Standstill cars hummed patiently for the lazy traffic lights to turn green, but James didn't have time for that. Cutting through the backstreets of Washington, he quickened his pace. A light breeze swept his mass of dark hair back, exposing the heavy mask tightly secured across the lower half of his face. Each passing block was filled with clueless individuals too wrapped up in their own business to notice the mysterious stranger. The city was simply a colourful blur to James as he made his way towards the outskirts of town. Skyscrapers and apartment buildings faded into quiet suburban homes. Soon enough, the buzz of the city was long forgotten, leaving him alone with his thoughts.
James' mission was clear: retrieve the new variant of the serum. Leave no witnesses. The orders burned deep into the depths of The Winter Soldier's mind. He could think of little else as he continued on track towards his target.
The glow from the city lights faded until only the bike's headlights remained. Heavy trees hung overhead, closing in on James as they cast out the moonlight. His wheels crunched over the gravel of the barren, country path. Dirt spat out behind the tyres, leaving murky clouds that hovered in the air behind him. It was a foggy view for anyone who might be watching him.
He wasn’t far off now – his target had only a mere half an hour head start. His grip on the accelerator hardened, propelling him further into the night. The motorcycle's rumble grew until it was all James could hear.
And there it was. Just a few hundred yards ahead of him was the unmistakable red burn of a car's rear lights. It couldn't have been going more than 20mph.
Now was his time.
James made a sharp right turn, barrelling himself down into the woodland surroundings. He drove down the steep bank until he was concealed from the view of the main path. The tyres bounced across the rough earth, shaking him in his seat. His thighs squeezed against the warm bike, maintaining his grip. Gently steering around the thick tree trunks ahead of him, he slowly edged the bike forwards across the rugged ground against its will. He was parallel with the target now, but it wasn't enough. James' right knuckles bared white as his desperation to overtake them grew. Glancing down at the speedometer in front of him, his jaw hardened. He could do better than that.
Just a little more.
He didn't let up until he could no longer hear the target car's engine behind him and he was alone again. Veering upwards, the bike strained under James' demanding grasp. As he reached the edge of the treeline, James finally allowed the bike some refuge as he came to a halt. He slid the heavy bike to the pine needle floor with a soft thud. James paced forwards until he got to the road clearing. Concealing himself in the shrubs outlining the road, he froze in a poised crouch.
The Winter Soldier took a deep breath and cleared his mind. He listened out for the low hums of the fast-approaching car. At first, there was nothing but the leaves as they scratched against each other in the breeze. Exhaling, James closed his eyes and allowed his heightened senses to search his surroundings.
A delicate bird song. An owl crooned overhead. The scuttle of a wood mouse, burrowing deep into the ground. And then pounding gravel.
He could just about make out the constant switch between the gas pedal and squeaking brakes as the car grew nearer. Allowing his eyes to open, he saw long shadows form behind the trees. They stretched tall in all directions, ghostly branches curling their wicked fingers that beckoned the car forwards in his direction. The dim headlights finally broke out into the clearing ahead. James counted the passing seconds as he waited for the target to finally be in his reach.
One. Two. Three.
Springing forwards, James swiped his left arm out at the closest front tyre. A putrid, burning scent filled the air as the titanium arm sliced through the soft rubber. Vibrations rooted through the metal and spread up all the way to his shoulder. Rolling it back, he straightened himself back out. Screeching pierced his ears whilst the car rolled out of control. Tyre marks dug deep into the soft dirt as it lost its grip on the road. His eyes narrowed as the bonnet wrapped its way around a nearby tree. It finally came to a halt. A warbling alarm faded into silence, too destroyed to cry out for help. The dented metal sprang free as smoke erupted into dark clouds above him. It billowed out in the wind, travelling back towards the city James had left behind long ago.
As he approached the wreckage, he finally got a clear view of the two witnesses. A man and a woman. She was slumped back in the passenger seat, sticky blood trickling down her pale face. The seatbelt had imprinted on her fair skin, leaving a deep, maroon mark. Her shoulders were slung back into the leather, struggling to lift with each faltering breath.
The man was a different story. He convulsed as he struggled in the compressed front end of the vehicle. His hands flapped at the seatbelt as it welded itself into the trapped buckle. Rocking back and forth, his feeble attempts at escape were short lived.
Tucked away on the backseat, a shiny briefcase laid unharmed. The Winter Soldier's glare darted back and forth between that and his own reflection the window. His eyes were dark pools, his pupils dilated with greed as he locked onto the prized serum. Hard grooves across his forehead dipped down into furrowed brows. Sweat silently dripped down past his mask and onto the floor.
He watched as his metal arm flexed in the window, before colliding with the reinforced glass. Tiny shards shattered out in every possible direction. They littered the floor and turned to dust under James' heavy steps. Cracks splintered through the pieces still clinging onto the window frame. With the barrier gone, he was brought face to face with his witnesses.
Howard Stark's pleading eyes flickered between James and his dying wife. His face softened at the sight of this shadowed stranger who just happened to be in the right place at the right time. Someone had come to save them.
"Help... my wife." His deep voice choked.
The Winter Soldier stayed silent, the only noise from the witnesses’ exasperated breaths. Howard dipped his head level to the window to get a better look at his saviour.
The hope in his voice was soon replaced by dread as he finally recognised the man standing before him. "Sergeant Barnes?"
There was no more time for games. James curled his metal fingers into a tight fist. Built up rage flowing through the titanium as he brought his heavy arm down on Howard's face.
Bucky jolted up in the darkness. It engulfed him like an endless void. Robbed of his sight, Bucky had never felt as lost as he did in that second. His heart pounded with each rapid breath, fighting to get out of his bare chest. The heavy exhales filled the quiet room. Around his neck, the wartime dog tags tinkered against each other, leaving a ringing in his ears. The chain rubbed against the back of his neck. The metal links melted into his skin with his body heat, and small beads of sweat slid down the cool metal before dropping onto the surface around him. He grasped out in the darkness, feeling nothing but fistfuls of clammy bedsheets. The cotton material swaddling his body reminded him of where he truly was. He was at home. He was safe. The nightmare was over, but disturbing images still lingered in the stiff, summer air of the hot bedroom.
As his eyes adjusted to the darkness, Bucky began to make out shadowed shapes in the room surrounding him. He spared a glance at your sleeping body next to him. Wrapped up in the soft sheets, you looked so peaceful letting out faint snores as you slept blissfully unaware of Bucky's late-night turmoil. Leaning down, he planted a soft kiss on your head. Murmuring softly, you rolled over but thankfully didn't stir.
Gripping the mattress with shaky hands, he planted unstable legs on the wooden floor. Bucky inched himself off of the bed as not to disturb you. Pacing across the room to the window, he carefully wedged it open. Bucky clutched onto the window ledge, his fingertips tracing over the soft grooves in the woodwork. He focused on the patterns whilst his harsh breaths struggled to return to their normal rhythm. A midnight breeze blew into the room, tickling along his hardened jawline until his red face cooled. The streetlamps flooded the bedroom. Distant sirens and soft chatter drifted in from the busy Brooklyn streets down below, bringing Bucky completely back to reality as relief washed over him.
"Bucky? Are you awake?" Your tiny voice whispered out of nowhere.
He rocked on his heels to face you. Your delicate features were lit up by a sliver of moonlight that streamed in from the open blinds. Even in the low lighting, Bucky could see how your sleepy expression distorted into one of concern from the moment he turned around.
"I'm fine. I was just a little warm. I wanted some fresh air." He sighed.
Bucky steadied his agitated body. The floorboards creaked under the heavy weight of his body and mind as he made his way back towards your bed. He clambered under the sheets, sliding his body next to yours
"Are you okay? You feel flushed," worry settled in your voice as you pressed a small hand against his chest, "your heart's beating like crazy."
Bucky let out a sigh.
"You had another nightmare." You stated, rather than questioning.
"He was back. The Winter Soldier. I was him again." He whispered.
You turned until you were face to face. Reaching out in the darkness, you pulled him in close until his face was buried in the crook of your shoulder. Bucky's arms fell limp in your lap as he just allowed you to hold him.
Your round eyes drooped with sympathy. "You know you don't have to keep anything from me. I'm always going to be here for you, Buck."
Salty tears collected in his tired eyes before silently glided down his face. His body went rigid in an attempt to mask his feelings. Bucky pressed his face harder into your mass of tangles, breathing in the light scent of shampoo. His shoulders jerked with every fallen tear. He always hated it when you saw him like this.
Sitting up in the bed, you cradled Bucky's contorted face in your palms. His bottom lip quivered as he was unable to supress his upset any longer. The tears broke out into continuous stream down his face. You wiped a thumb across the bags under his eyes that had accumulated from too many similar sleepless nights, sweeping away his tears.
"Oh, Bucky," you crooned, wrapping your arms around his shaking body, "talk to me about it."
"It was the night I killed Tony's parents." His voice cracked, muffling against your shoulder.
"What happened?"
"I was trying to get the Super Soldier serum. I was back on my old motorcycle, tracking them down. God, it felt so real. I could feel Howard's skull beneath my hand. It broke under my fist. His head cracked open and there was so much blood. I couldn't get it off of me. It was trapped in the hollows of vibranium in my arm. I swear, I could feel it seeping into my body. I still can." Bucky cried.
Tongue clicking, your kind heart broke for him. Rubbing a hand up and down his back, you allowed him to weep until there were no more tears left for him to cry. Bucky's sobs eventually faded into muffled sniffles.
"That wasn't you," you reassured, "you're not that person anymore."
"I can't escape him. The Winter Soldier - he's always going to be there." Bucky exasperated.
"He took up a big part of your life," you murmured softly, "he won't disappear from you straight away, you know that right? I can't pretend to understand what you went through in those times, but I'm always going to do my best. I'm always here to listen and support you as much as I possibly can."
Bucky's face fell and he confided in his love. "I'm sorry if it seems like I'm pushing you away. You shouldn't have to do this for me, and it makes me feel guilty."
Gently, you tilted his chin up to look into his scared eyes. "Do you remember those vows we made two years ago?"
"For better or for worse." He recalled. Like he could ever forget the happiest day of his life.
"Exactly. For better or for worse. That includes your past as The Winter Soldier. No matter how long ago it happened, these feelings are bound to surface, and we've just got to work through them when they do. It'll take time, but what's time to a 107-year-old super soldier?"
Bucky's dry lips curled up into a small smile for the first time since he'd awoken. You always knew exactly what to say to cheer him up, even in the worst of times.
“I love you." He breathed.
"I love you too," you leant back into the mattress on your side, opening your arms to him, "now, come here."
Bucky obliged, pulling the warm duvet around you both. You hooked an arm under his neck, draping the other over his side in a tight embrace. Your fingertips traced the raised lettering of his silver dog tags whilst you spooned his worn-out body. Running your other hand through the soft peaks of his hair, you uncombed the knots that had gathered with his constant tossing and turning. Bucky lulled in the comfort of your soothing movements, finding peace with the gentle motion. His breathing slowed as he finally succumbed to sleep. This time was much more pleasant than the last. You lazily peppered small kisses along the back of his shoulder and neck, until your lips hovered around his ear.
"Everything's going to be okay. You're going to be okay." You whispered.
"Whenever?" He mumbled.
"Wherever. We're meant to be together." You affirmed. "I'll be there."
"You'll be near?" Bucky begged.
"That's our deal, my dear."
#bucky barnes fic#bucky barnes#bucky barnes one shot#bucky barnes x female reader#bucky x reader#marvel#bucky barnes x reader#bucky barnes x y/n#bucky barnes angst#angsty!bucky#bucky barnes fanfiction#mcu#mcu bucky
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No brakes, part 1
Summary: Every time Y/N has been featured in a “No Brakes” episode (1,2,4,5)
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Word count: 1.25k I think
Warnings (also mentioned before every paragraph): Mentions of working out; a sex joke; mentions of body dysmorphia
Ep. 1
Daniel had a few weeks in between races and he decided to take you on a trip to Austria. He has been there many times and he wanted you to know how beautiful this country is. The trip was full of bike rides, hiking, and eating schnitzels. After a few days of vacation Daniel started recording a Youtube series called “No brakes”.
You decided to go for a hike. After an hour of climbing a semi-tall mountain you were greeted with an amazing view. You wanted to take a closer look at how high above the ground you actually were. You were about to get closer to the edge when you felt a pair of hands grabbing you “Please be careful. If you were to fall I would jump”. The strong need to keep you safe would often result in Daniel shouting at people. He’s not an irascible person but when it comes to you he has no limits.
“We are gonna scare them. We’re doing something really cool.” All the camera could see was a smiling face hidden in the bush. You were going down at your own pace, careful not to slip, so you were a bit behind most of the group. It was around noon, green trees hid you from direct sunlight allowing a slight breeze to pass through. As you walked down a small path a group of four people jumped from the bushes. After a short mini heart attack you started dying of laughter causing everyone to laugh too.
“You want to go up the mountain in the evening and watch the sunset? A few locals said it was really good.” Daniel lowered his voice a bit as you were sitting at a table, eating lunch with a bunch of other guys and his offer was to you only. A lot of the time you were surrounded by other people but he always made sure you two could have a moment alone during the day. He is a busy guy but he always tries to find some quality time for his lover. Whether it’s 15 minutes in his driver’s room before a race or a full evening after a race week. He likes to make sure that he is not distracted, so he would mute his phone and focus on you.
As you were climbing the mountain, Danny was humming a song that has been stuck in his head for the past few days. At this point you could probably recite the full lyric because you have heard it so many times. “I’m glad you like it here.” says Daniel “Yea, we should come here more often. I think you should rest more, overall.” You were always scared of Daniel overworking himself. You knew being a driver was a hard job and you didn’t want him to feel burned out. You were always there for him. Always gave as much space as he wanted, always gave a shoulder to cry on after a terrible race. You two always cared for each other.
Ep. 2 (tw: mentions of working out, a sex joke)
Next video featured preparing for the race in Monaco. Daniel was just about to leave the place you were staying in. “I’m going to do a quick workout.” he says, grabbing your waist and kissing your cheek. He always did it before he left. “Oh! By the way, I’m gonna go for a run. I just feel like doing a quick cardio, I don’t know. I just feel this energy.” His lips form the characteristic smile “I thought we were going to do cardio tonight”. He squeezes your hip as you respond “Don’t get your hopes up, Ricciardo. Now go, Michael is probably waiting.” Daniel only moves closer to kiss you. His hands on his hips - trying to convince you that his trainer can wait. You suddenly pull back “Go!”. “Okay, okay. Don’t forget your phone when you go out! I love you.” he laughed. You always had each other’s location shared. He wasn’t controlling you by any means, he just wanted to know you’re safe when you are not with him.
Ep. 4 (singer!reader; solange lyrics; tw: mentions of body dysmorphia)
You always wanted Daniel to be on your album, even before you two started dating. He always pushed it off saying that he isn’t a good singer but you would find ways to feature him in other ways. You wanted him to read one of the sentences that really got stuck in your mind. He said it one night when you weren’t feeling the best in your body. He knew something was off but he didn’t want to push you. He noticed a pattern when your self confidence was a bit low. Little things that you didn’t pay attention to but he used to read you like an open book. He would always make sure to treat you even better than usual. He would treat you like a literal goddess. He would run you a bath, wash your hair, shower you with kisses constantly reminding you of how beautiful you were.
It was just gonna be a half a minute interlude. His voice would be a bit edited so it would sound more dreamy. “Ok, so you go in there and you just read this.” You said giving him a piece of paper and pointing at a recording booth. He didn’t really look at the paper until the mic was recording. You gave him a thumbs up and he started to read “Do you realize how magnificent you are? The god that created you is a divine architect. That created the moon, the sun, the stars, Jupiter, Mars, Pluto, Venus. You are the walking embodiment of god consciousness.” As soon as he realized these are the words that he said he instantly started smiling. You did a couple of takes in case and told him to come back. “Aw! I didn’t know you remembered what I said that night!” he pulled you into a hug. He got a bit emotional to be honest. “Are you kidding me? That was the most beautiful thing you have ever came up with. You are gonna get credit for that. A beautiful “Daniel Ricciardo” written in the writers’ rubric.”.
Ep. 5
Daniel loved to impress you by doing donuts. He was about to park when an idea popped in his mind- he could get some extra footage as well as impress you. You were looking at your phone as you felt the car moving unusually, you knew what was going on. You turned to face your boyfriend and gave him a look that told more than words. He started laughing as he saw you in the corner of his eye.
You were supposed to meet Jenson and watch him and Daniel drive go karts. “You sure you don’t want to try? I can teach you.” says Daniel as he is done changing into his racing suit “Nah, I’m good. Don’t worry” you say. Danny always wanted to involve you in everything but you didn’t want to be stuck to him if that makes sense. You would show up to his races and support him but you weren’t really the first one to be on camera. He always respected that but didn’t want you to feel left out.
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↳ Index [Chapter 05 - Baicha]
Warnings: cute & wholesome moments, Yoongi plays the guitar, just him being complete husband material, the slow burn in this chapter is killing me, a plottwist :O
Wordcount: 10.8k
a/n: writing this story is like therapy, i feel so content with every sentence
Today will be a good day. You received a call from Namjoon’s wife this morning, telling you that they were planning on doing a barbeque later today and that they want you there. You said yes instantly and ever since then the day had been nothing but wonderful. Work in the garden felt easy to do and you ate a light salad to truly keep your stomach empty for later.
Barbeques at the Kim brothers’ place are always a blast. They are there, as are the Jeon brothers, Hoseok will be there with Mickey and Jimin will make sure to bring some cupcakes with him. You will bring some tea for when the night’s colder and together your group of friends will have an amazing late summer night on the Kim brothers' farm.
You were really hoping that they would be planning a barbeque again this summer, as they are always the most fun to have.
You leave the cottage at around four, after having told Levi to take good care of it and making sure his bowls are filled up.
“Oh?” you hear a voice behind you.
You turn around, meeting Yoongi who was in the middle of ringing your door bell. There he is. The man who made you look like a complete fool just two nights ago.
“Oh Yoongi? Hey”, you say, fumbling with your hair nervously, “what brings you here?”
“I uh…wanted to pick you up.”
“Pick me up?” you study him from head to toe. He is wearing a white linen shirt today with red stripes. It hangs over beige pants which he combined with a pair of black Birkenstocks. He looks so handsome that you feel your heart flutter at the view.
“Yeah, Sooyoung called me and told me that they are having a barbeque and that you would be there too, so I thought I’d pick you up so we could go there together.”
“Oh? They invited you too?” you exclaim and giggle, “wow, the day became even better now that you’re there too.”
He blushes vividly, lowering his eyes. This just took three hundred damage on his heart and sanity. He will be swooning over it for the next five business days, thank you very much.
“Just wait here, I’ll get my bike and then we can go”, you say, skipping off to your shed.
Yoongi waits in the meantime, looking at the impressive flowerbeds which are framing your entrance path. They are wildflower beds, showing of an array of bright colours and humming in the bees and bumblebees feasting on the sweet flowers. Your grape plants are in full fruit, framing your door and soaking the air with a sweet scent. Yoongi inhales deeply and hums in contentment.
“Nice smell”, he mumbles.
“The grapes?” you ask him, having appeared next to him with your bike.
“Yeah”, he says, “they smell really sweet.”
“Yeah right?” you agree and then pick a handful of the dark purple fruit, “try them. I don’t use any pesticides so they’re good to eat.”
Yoongi tries them with a shy thank you, widening his eyes at the incredibly sweet taste.
“Wow, those are the sweetest grapes I have ever tasted”, he gasps, chewing deliciously.
“Yeah, right? It’s from all the sun they’re getting here. I love it when they bear fruit, I always start off my day by standing underneath them and snacking on a few grapes. It makes me feel so good.”
“I can see that, they are so yummy.”
“Here. Take some, you can snack on them as we drive”, you say, ripping off two big bundles to place them each in your bikes’ baskets.
“That wasn’t necessary.”
“No please, I insist. It’s the least I can do for the mess up last time we met.”
“Mess up?”
“Yeah uhm”, you sneak a glance at his lips, “you know”, you say, pointing at your own lips.
“Oh that”, Yoongi widens his eyes, “it’s fine, I was just..haha”, he laughs nervously, scratching the side of his neck, “it was my fault. I was being weird and nervous, I just...haha, sorry.”
“No it’s good. I just read the situation wrong.”
“No you didn’t, I was just nervous. I don’t know why I pulled away.”
“Ah, so uhm. Ah okay, so uhm…we’re still...you know, good?”
Yoongi nods his head and grins.
“Okay phew”, you exhale in a huff of air, “well then I’m glad.”
“Me too”, he says.
You and him exchange a look, having to look away in giddiness just seconds later. So he doesn’t see you as just a friend. You guys are still very much going strong. Oh, what a relief.
“So you’re ready for all those hills?” you ask him.
“Not at all”, he says, making you laugh.
The two of you climb on top of your bikes and then begin your journey to the Kim brothers' farm. Like always with Yoongi you go slow, enjoying the scenery while making sure he doesn’t die of exhaustion. It’s endearing because even on the little incline which separates your cottage from his’, he is huffing and puffing.
“You really have the worst stamina, don’t you?” you tease him.
“No I don’t, I just hate hills”, he defends himself.
“Ah of course, it’s the hills.”
“Yeah they are”, he insists with his lips in an adorable pout.
You pass by his cottage. You inspect it from far away. He kept the upstairs windows open, but locked all the ones on the ground floor. His flower beds look in better shape than they did last time you looked at his cottage.
“You cut the roses?” you ask him.
“I did. It was the easiest task to do today, before I had to leave. I didn’t want to start something big, which I would have had to pause in the middle of it. I cut all the dead branches. I hope they grow back tenser now.”
“I’m sure they will. I always tell Levi. You have to cut back your plants if you want them to really grow.”
“You seem to know a lot about gardening.”
“Yeah, I do. It’s basically all I do next to making tea”, you say and laugh.
“That’s great. It’s a good life.”
“Yeah, it’s the best”, you agree, having to smile.
The first hill is climbed after some struggle. You take a short break on top of it, looking down at your cottage and Yoongi’s. You like that view. Colourful splotches of your gardens on the green and brown canvas of the surrounding landscape. It looks so very nice.
“You have to give me a tour of your garden one day”, Yoongi says then, sounding very out of breath.
“You would want that?” you gasp, looking at him with sparkling eyes.
He nods his head.
“Wow, of course I can give you a tour. But tell me when because then I will make ice cream and we can eat it under the birch trees. I have a little pond there and some chairs. It’s a really nice place and I like to argue that I’m making the best ice cream ever.”
“I’m sure you do. I’m looking forward to it”, he says, giving you a smile.
You retort it and then you already turn to speed off into the distance.
Yoongi follows you after calling your name and mumbling about “how fast you are” to himself. He catches up with you on the decline of the third hill, announcing himself by ringing his little bell.
You look to your right, meeting his gaze and feeling the need to smile. It is truly peculiar, you look at Yoongi and feel so happy to see him that you always feel like smiling.
“You’re finally here?” you tease him to which he rolls his eyes.
“It’s not my fault that you are speeding. You’re worse than Hobi”, he teases back.
“Okay, good Sir you take that back. I am not worse than Hobi”, you complain in a laugh.
“Never, you’re worse.”
“Wow, so mean.”
You pass by Misses Kang looking out her window. She greets you by screaming your names and then almost toppling out the window by waving way too enthusiastically.
“Careful Misses Kang, you’ll fall”, Yoongi calls back.
“Oh you two! I will go to the temple today and pray for your long relationship!” she tells you.
“Thank you, this means a lot”, you tell her, sending colour to Yoongi’s cheeks.
You also meet the old Mister Choi. Like always around this time of the day, he is napping in his rocking chair, but lifts his head upon hearing the distinct jingle of your bells.
He stands up hurriedly to lift his hat and wave with it.
“Where are ya going?” he asks you.
“The Kim brothers, we’re having a barbeque”, Yoongi answers him.
“Well, that’s splendid. I met the young Mister Park too, not too long ago. Said he’s on his way to them too. Tell them my blessings.”
“We will, thank you Mister Choi.”
You and Yoongi speed off afterwards, taking the sharp turn safely. You look at him. He notices and sneaks a glance at you.
“What’s wrong?” he asks, touching his cheek in case some insect decided to land on him.
“I just thought about how shy you were in the beginning”, you say and smile, “and now look at you, you’re part of our village.”
Yoongi’s lips curl into a fond smile, his cheeks become rosy.
“I’m glad I am. I love it here.”
“Yeah right? It’s the best place to live.”
“It is. Now race, whoever reaches the valley last has to do ten push ups”, he says and then speeds off.
“Min Yoongi!” you gasp, “give me a warning first! This is unfair!”
His loud cackling is the only thing you get.
“Just you wait”, you murmur, furrowing your brows in seriousness.
You end up winning, solely because Yoongi miscalculated just how insane you are on your bike. He was so sure that he would win until suddenly you sped past him like a maniac, screaming about how you are the queen of this race and making him eat the dust of your wheels.
“What the hell ___?” he says once he reaches you in the valley.
You cackle, doing a little victory dance, “I won, you can’t beat me. I am the queen of the world.”
“Yeah and a total maniac. I literally thought you’d fall.”
“Me too”, you snicker, “I was so scared that I’d eat dust, but I didn’t. You did”, you point at him, wiggling your hips, “now do the push ups.”
“Are you serious? Here? But it’s so dirty”, he whines, earning himself a fond roll of your eyes.
“Fine, but I will get my push ups. Now come, we’re already running late and I don’t want to miss out on Sooyoung’s mimosas.”
You drive next to each other, taking up the entire earthen field path. People drive here rarely – even if it is the only road leading to the faraway city – but it seems that once you have found your way into this valley with its sparkling river, endless fields and cozy mountain villages, one doesn’t really feel the need to escape again. That is why the paths are still earthen and the air isn’t tense in fumes. People rarely leave this place.
“Do you sometimes miss the city life?” you ask Yoongi.
He looks at you, studying your features.
“Why should I when I’m here with you?” he answers you, sending heat to your cheeks.
“Yoongi, dear”, you gasp, “what the hell, that came outta nowhere.”
“Sorry”, he mumbles, blushing vividly.
This is the first time he so obviously flirted with you and you are a mess because of it. You stifle a giggle and decide to look at the path ahead instead. You can already see the Kim brothers’ bridge as a little dot on the horizon. You are still far away enough that you can’t make out their flags, but you are sure that they are as colourful as they always are.
“I do miss ordering takeout”, Yoongi says then, calling your attention.
“Yeah, I get that”, you laugh, “it’s so exhausting sometimes to always have to cook.”
“Yeah, totally”, he chuckles, “but it’s alright. It’s so easy to sleep here. The city’s always noisy.”
“Agreed and it’s even better to live here now. Did you hear?” you look at his side profile, “Hobi said that his village is finally getting a supermarket. Which means we don’t have to take the bus to the city anymore.”
“I know, he told me on Wednesday. I’m so looking forward to it.”
“Me too. We gotta go there together once it’s done.”
“Totally”, Yoongi nods enthusiastically, sending flutters through your stomach.
The two of you have finally reached the bridge. You look up as you drive over it. You were right. The flags are as colourful as ever.
It’s not long anymore. Small garlands of lights are guiding your way, painting the path in a golden hue. You are sure that Taehyung was the one who wrapped them around the fences. He always says that it is to make sure that people don’t get lost on their way to their farm.
“They did proper work here”, Yoongi says.
“Yeah right? It’s so pretty here”, you agree, sighing in contentment.
And for the rest of your short ride, you let the lights guide your way.
“Guys! Finally you’re here”, it is Taehyung who greets you with a bright smile, holding the door open for you.
“Hey Tae. How are you?” you ask him, entering his farm house with Yoongi following close by.
You both leave your shoes on after Taehyung tells you that they have to clean up tomorrow either way because of Namjoon running around the ground floor in his stable boots.
“Awesome”, he grins, “y’all were the only ones missin’. We’re waitin’ on you with the mimosas.”
“Oh dear we’re sorry. If we knew you were waiting we would have pedalled faster”, you say, but Taehyung dismisses you with a wave of his hand.
“Don’t cha worry”, he says, “Junghyun’s tellin’ stories so we havin’ lotta fun.”
Taehyung leads you through his house, catching you up on all the stories Jungkook’s brother has been telling up until now. You both listen intently, making your little “ooh”s and “aah”s whenever Taehyung is telling an especially thrilling part.
The others greet you with happy smiles and big grins and just moments later you all share Sooyoung’s mimosas, listening to Junghyun’s stories until Jimin interrupts the moment with a little.
“Okay but, am I the only one really hungry already?”
To which all of you agree that indeed you were also hungry. Seokjin leaves to get the grill ready, Jungkook and Yoongi soon follow after him, chatting about their own barbeque experiences. You leave with Sooyoung and Mia (Seokjin’s wife and total comedian just like him) to work on all the side dishes and after finishing his mimosa, Jimin follows too. The rest of your little gang stays behind, setting up the table in the hay stables. And yes, Taehyung is the official garland decorator of the evening.
Once the side dishes group returns with the finished dishes, the hay stable is lit up beautifully. Mixed with the sweet scent of dried hay and the moment is enough to make everyone smile.
The barbeque group soon returns as well. Part of it at least. Jungkook sits down next to his older brother, asking him if he wants another beer and if he should get it for him. Seokjin sits down next to his wife, placing his hand on her thigh and giving her a little cheek kiss before asking her if she is happy to which she retorts that she couldn’t be any happier.
“Hey Kook.”
Jungkook turns to you, “yes, noona?”
“Where’s Yoongi?”
“Oh, he’ll be here soon. He wanted to stay behind and watch the fire.”
“Ah, I see. Thanks.”
Jungkook gives you a cute grin and then continues talking to Junghyun. He stays turned to you however, signalling you that you were more than welcome to join their conversation. You end up doing exactly that, soon finding yourself lost in too many tales and stories.
It is Jimin once again who interrupts the moment.
“Okay but where is Yoongi and when’s the meat finally done?”
“You are right”, Hoseok says, “where is Yoongi?”
They all look at you simultaneously. You stop mid-sip, setting your (third) glass of fruit punch down gently.
“Why are you all looking at me?” you ask them.
“Do you know where Yoongi went?” Jimin asks.
“How should I know?”
“I mean, you are his girlfriend after all, maybe you and him share some sort of telekinesis.”
Yes, your heart just sped up uncontrollably and yes you are currently swooning inside. No you will not let it show.
“I’ll just go looking for him”, you say and get up.
You leave but not before telling Namjoon to stop eating the gimbap or else he won’t have space for the meat.
The others soon return to their conversation, but not before having one talk about just how adorable you and Yoongi are together and that you complement each other perfectly.
You spot Yoongi outside at the back of the hay stable. Seokjin set up his barbeque station there, as it was safe from wind and the view was amazing too. Just hundred yards from you, behind a meadow of flowers and high grasses, the river was winding its way past you, framed by big willows and giving your ears a free concert of frogs and crickets.
Yoongi is standing by the grill, looking at the view with his hands on his hips and his tummy sticking out as he arches his back slightly.
"Hey."
Yoongi turns, meeting your gaze.
"Oh, ___ hey", he says, fixing his posture "what's up?"
"Nothing much, just checking up on you because you've been gone for a while.”
“I know, sorry. It’s so beautiful here. I just wanted to look at it.”
“I know, it really is”, you agree and lift your glasses into view, “I also got you some fruit punch.”
“Wow thanks”, he says, accepting the glass with a grateful smile. He sets his lips against the glass and takes a big sip, “mhm, very fruity.”
“Yeah, right? Mia makes the best fruit punch. It’s always so sweet.”
“It is. I like it a lot”, he agrees and after taking one more sip, he sets the glass down on the little wooden table beside him. He has his grilling tools on there as well and the meat is waiting to be grilled in a safe container.
“So how long are you still gonna miss from the party?” you ask him.
"Not for long, I just wanna make sure the heat's right."
You round the grill, claiming the spot right next to him. He sneaks a quick glance at you.
"It looks good to me", you say, counting the red glowing coal.
You have counted seven pieces when Yoongi talks again.
"Yeah, we're getting there”, he says, “you know, the most important thing to a good barbeque is patience."
"Really?"
"Mh-hm", he nods his head in a way that makes his hair bounce up and down.
You watch him with delight. It’s so nice to listen to him talk about stuff.
"And why's that?" you ask him.
"Well, uhm", he says and furrows his brows as he thinks, "because the meat will taste better", he decides and nods his head, "if you get the heat just right and then let the meat cook slowly, it will really show off its flavour and juiciness. That’s what makes the barbeque really yummy."
"Aah I see", you say and hum in agreement, "you sound as if you have lots of experience."
"I do. I, uhm", he studies your features for just a second, "I had lots of barbeques in my past", he says.
"I see, I see", you say, looking back at the coal, "well, then we can be glad to have you here tonight. You know, Seokjin normally does the grilling and he's amazing at it, but I’m excited for how your cooking will taste."
"God, now I’m nervous", he confesses and laughs.
"Why?"
"I don't want to disappoint."
"No, trust me. You won’t", you assure him, giving him a smile.
He retorts it, before feeling shy and looking back at the grill. He stretches his hand to it, checking the temperature.
"And?" you ask him.
"Perfect, the meat will be done in no time."
“Oh that’s great. Now I’m happy I came outside when I did. I can watch you put it on now and maybe learn a few things", you say.
Yoongi hums in acknowledgement, but other than that stays silent. He is too concentrated on hanging the meat just right.
"Come, I’ll help you”, you offer, setting down your glass.
“Oh? Thanks”, he murmurs.
So you and Yoongi work together at putting on the well marinated piece of meat on the grill. You click the button for the spinning mechanism to turn on and Yoongi is the one closing the lid.
You high five each other afterwards, holding hands for only a second too long while looking at each other’s lips. His lips are so pretty. Gosh, how pretty they really are.
"So uhm", he pulls away with glowing cheeks, "that'll take some time now."
You blink quickly. Have you been staring? You have. That’s so embarrassing.
"Some time?” you clear your terribly dry throat, “oh dear and I’m already so hungry."
“Same, but don’t worry. It’s gonna be so worth it.”
“I trust it will.”
You stay by the grill for a while, sipping on your fruit punch and listening to the crickets. It is truly so peculiar. You couldn’t imagine anyone with whom you would want to share silence with more than Yoongi and yet you feel so nervous when you and him don’t talk. Is it because you like him so much that silence feels so nerve wrecking?
Luckily for you, Yoongi breaks it for you.
"The crickets are so loud."
"Yeah, right? It’s such a soothing sound."
"Agreed. Although I have to say, it took some time getting used to for me. I hated them at first because they were so loud."
"Aren't you used to noise? You lived in the city."
He laughs, "I did, but I weirdly enough didn’t hear the traffic anymore. I think it'd annoy me so much these days though."
"Mhm, same. I like the silence."
You don’t say a lot after that, except for the time Yoongi checked up on the meat and you asked him how it was looking to which he told you that it was looking great.
Yoongi glances at you after a while.
“Do you want to walk to the river?” he asks shyly, hoping with all his heart that you would say yes.
“Really?”
“Yeah, why not. I’m sure it’s beautiful.”
“I’m sure it is. Okay, let’s go.”
Yoongi lets you take his hand and then lead him down the stairs and over the meadow. The glass of fruit punch you both forget on the table, feeling too busy with holding each others’ hands to really care about how empty your other hand felt.
You inhale deeply, closing your eyes for just a moment. Hay, night dew and grass cooling down after a warm day.
“I love that smell”, you say.
Yoongi takes a deep breath and exhales.
“It’s nice”, he says.
“Yes, so nice. I think hay is one of the best scents ever.”
“Mhm yeah, it’s very good. It reminds me of summer.”
“Yes, me too”, you agree and draw closer to him.
You like that. You like holding his hand and being close to him and walking over a flower meadow in the bright full moon with him.
The frogs become louder the closer to the river you get and the crickets, hidden in the high grasses, give their concerts all around you. You can also hear the faint cracking of your feet stepping on the high grasses and the soft sighs of them whenever they brush along your legs.
Yoongi’s hand feels so right to hold. Big and clearly strong. His palms are a little rough, most definitely from all the renovations he has been doing. Despite that, he holds you with softness, with tenderness and care. Holding hands with Yoongi is truly the greatest thing you have ever done.
“I like that”, you tell him softly.
“What do you like?”
“Holding your hand. It feels nice.”
Yoongi gives you a soft squeeze, “yes, it does.”
“I’m sure you must be so thrilled right now.”
“W-what do, do you mean?” he gasps, gawking at you with widened eyes.
“Because you love holding hands”, you explain and giggle.
“Ah that”, he seems to relax. He chuckles, “you’re so mean, don’t tease me. I never should have told you."
“I’m not. I think you’re adorable.”
“Oh”, he blushes. Even in the moonlight you can see that he is blushing, “thanks”, he whispers, averting his gaze away from you. He feels so giddy whenever you compliment him. Oh, Yoongi is currently bursting with happiness.
You soon encounter a big tree on your journey. It has fallen over during a storm, resting across the meadow as if it has always been part of it. Droplets of night dew are sitting on the dark moss, glimmering in the moonlight and strands of delicate grass are growing all around the stump, making it part of the meadow.
“Careful now, the moss is slippery”, Yoongi tells you, holding your hand oh so tightly as you climb over the fallen tree.
“I’m really good at climbing over things”, you tell him proudly, jumping down on the other side with a tiny grunt.
You turn to Yoongi, holding his hand tightly as he begins his climb.
“Are”, a grunt as he gets up on the tree, “you?”
“Yep, I am. I’m really proud of it because I couldn’t even properly walk after the accident and these days I’m climbing over stuff. It feels so good.”
Yoongi looks down at you and smiles, “I’m happy you can and I’m proud. You worked so hard."
"I really did and there were times where I wanted to give up, but I didn’t and I’m glad I didn’t."
"Me too. I – oh oops, ah”, he swallows whatever he wanted to say now that he clumsily slipped and is screaming for his life.
“Careful”, you gasp, catching him safely with your hands on his waist and his arms around your neck.
Yoongi lands on his feet with a low thump, stumbling into your body so close your noses are actually touching.
Your body lights up in fireworks in an instant. Your hands tug him oh so incredibly close in instinct.
“Oh dear”, you laugh, craning your neck to look at him better, “are you okay?”
Yoongi gawks at you with big eyes and glowing cheeks, “I’m okay”, he whispers, trying his hardest not to look at your lips. He should, but can’t, pull his arms away. He feels your touch, feels with what strength you hold him. His knees are so weak because of it, his heart does somersaults in his chest.
You feel it too. Just how strong the urge to kiss him is, just how good it feels to hold his waist, just how unbearable the threads between your hearts seem to try to tug you closer. Closer and closer. The tug is oh so strong. So, so strong. Closer and closer.
“It’s so funny”, Yoongi says and lowers his head, “I’m telling you to be careful and then I’m the one slipping on the moss.”
You swallow heavily, aching. Why did he pull away again? What’s with him?
“Yeah, uhm”, you force a smile to your lips, “just glad I was there to catch you.”
Yoongi lifts his head, locking eyes with you. He notices the disappointment in them, feeling his stomach twist in guilt.
“Sorry”, he whispers.
“No it’s…” you falter, “actually, I’m sorry too. I should have asked, I don’t know why I’m always just going for it.”
“Don’t, I’m just…” he stays silent for a while. It makes you wonder what he is thinking about that makes him falter oh so much.
“Am I assuming here?” you ask him.
“What?”
“Have I been making a complete fool of myself for days now while you are trying desperately to find the best possible way to friendzone me?”
“Friendzone you?”
“Yeah. Good god, I’m actually gonna say it”, you say and take a deep breath, “I think you’ve already figured out that much, but someone is very much into you”, you say and point at your own face, “I’m that someone.”
Yoongi lowers his head.
“I don’t want to friendzone you”, he whispers, “I like you too.”
“Yeah? Oh wow, that’s such a relief to hear”, you say and laugh.
Yoongi laughs and nods his head, crossing his arms behind your neck. The movement reminds you just how close you and him actually are. Your stomachs are touching, his waist is between your hands, your noses are so close to brush against each other again.
The butterflies in your stomach begin fluttering like crazy. You are so close and he likes you. This is the best night ever.
“So uhm”, you begin, tracing his sides slowly and sending shivers down his spine, “can I maybe kiss you?”
Yoongi looks at your lips and lets out a shy chuckle. He lowers his head.
“I’m nervous”, he whispers.
“Me too. You'd be the first boy I'd kiss after the accident”, you confess, moving closer just enough that your nose brushes against his cheek.
He gasps, looking at you with shy eyes.
“I, I don’t want to, to take advantage of you”, he confesses with his voice barely audible.
“You won’t. I want it”, you assure him.
“Really?”
“Yeah”, you laugh, “why’d you think I’ve been trying to kiss you for days now?”
He lowers his gaze again, “I guess. Sorry, I’m a mess.”
“It’s alright”, you whisper, “you’re cute.”
He blushes, "you think so?"
"Yes, I do. You’re really cute", you say, abandoning one of his sides to cup his cheek instead.
Maybe your eyes are deceiving you, but it seems that only for a second Yoongi is leaning into your touch.
"So cute that I wanna kiss you like crazy", you breathe, dancing your thumb over his lips.
He sighs, switches his shy gaze between the ground and your eyes. He can barely even keep up eye contact for a second and then he already breaks it again.
Yoongi gasps when you finally move closer. His knees are so wobbly that he feels like collapsing any second. His heart is racing so much that it gets hard to breathe. Truly, the only thing still keeping him standing is your strong, safe hand on his waist, feeling like electrifying fire on his skin.
“So uhm”, you whisper, tilting your head to the side while your eyes become droopier and droopier the closer you get.
Yoongi lets out a soft sigh and closes his eyes. He can’t stop it anymore. The feelings in his chest are too much. He has to let it happen. It will ruin him otherwise. He licks over his lips once to wet them and then finally moves in closer too.
“Noona, hyung. Oh dear- ah crap.”
You and Yoongi flinch away from each other, turning your heads to the intruder.
Jungkook is staring at you with big eyes.
“I, I didn’t see what, what you were d-doing”, he stutters, “I, I just wanted to tell you that, that the meat’s finished.”
You exchange a shy look with Yoongi. He seems devastated.
“Sure, thanks for telling us”, you mumble, trying very hard not to curse at Jungkook right here and there.
You just want to kiss Yoongi! Is this too much to ask?
“Okay sorry uh yeah you’re welcome and also sorry. Sorry, bye”, Jungkook babbles and then turns to literally sprint down the meadow back to the others.
“So uhm”, you look at Yoongi, “that just happened.”
You both know. The magical moment is ruined and you both feel too shy to initiate it again.
“Yeah, right”, he agrees and breaks away from you, “I think we should go back. You said you’re hungry.”
“I am”, you say and huff out air, “goddamn it Yoongi, are we ever gonna kiss?”
He chuckles and intertwines his fingers with yours.
They are all gawking at you as you enter the stables. Hoseok even wiggles his brows at you. But other than that they don’t say a lot, offering you some of the food as an apology for interrupting your precious time.
You find yourselves outside once the dinner is finished. Sitting by the bonfire Seokjin lit with Yoongi’s help and drinking fruit punch.
"Can anyone here play the guitar?" Jungkook asks.
Nobody answers. Like every time your little group has a barbeque. Jungkook bring his guitar only to fail miserably. It has been like this for years.
"Hyung", Taehyung says, tapping Yoongi’s shoulder.
"Yeah?"
"Aren't you a music producer?"
"Yes?"
"Wooah you are?"
"What the hell that’s so cool!"
"Who is the most famous person you met?"
The others seem thrilled to find out this fact about their newest friend. They are all staring at him with sparkling eyes and a big grin.
"I don't meet my clients. I just uhm, talk to their management through mails. It’s the easiest that way", Yoongi explains shyly, fumbling with his thumbs.
"Wow that’s so cool", Jimin says, "so you basically know all the celebrities?"
Yoongi shakes his head, "I barely know anyone."
"Aah", Jimin lets out and nods his head in understanding, "but who's the most famous person you worked for? Tell us."
Yoongi shifts on his chair, looking rather uncomfortable. He scratches the side of his neck, sneaking a glance at you.
"Guys stop it", you speak up, "I'm sure he can’t talk about that. You know how secret you have to be with celebrities."
"Ooooh", the others gasp in unison, widening their eyes as if you had just told them the secret existence of aliens.
"Is that right?" Hoseok says, "can you not talk about it?"
Yoongi nods his head, "I try not to."
"Wooow", they gasp again.
"Wow hyung you’re so cool. You like a secret agent or somthin", Namjoon says.
"I guess", Yoongi mumbles with his cheeks burning up.
"So does that mean you can make music?" Jungkook asks to which Yoongi gives him a shy nod, "and can you play the guitar?"
"Maybe, I’m not good at it."
"Okay you have to play", Taehyung insists, picking up Jungkook's guitar to press it into the hands of Yoongi.
Yoongi gawks at it and blushes.
"I'm really not good", he insists.
"Doesn’t matter, play us something", Taehyung stresses.
Yoongi sneaks a glance at you. You seem mesmerised by him. With a racing heart, he decides to play.
It's just two notes and the others are already ooing and aaing about it.
"So good!"
"Wow, so talented!"
Yoongi lowers his head and tries to blend them out. Music will always be his safe space. It’s no different tonight. Soon he can’t hear anything else except the song he is playing.
You watch him in awe, feeling butterflies dance in your stomach. So Yoongi can play the guitar. You should have figured that he can and yet it surprises you in the best way possible.
He seems so lost in the music, so entirely at peace with himself. The melody is familiar to your ears. It’s one of the pop songs which have been playing on the radio on most days.
It feels so special to listen to, because you know for a fact that it played on most Tuesdays whenever he visited. Perhaps you are making things up, but it almost seems as if he picked out this song because of your tea shop.
You sigh and rest your chin on top of your hands. He sounds so nice when he plays.
Yoongi knows exactly why he picked out this song. The reason is currently gazing at him as if his face was the prettiest artwork. He has been thinking about this song for days now. He calls it his Tuesday song, his tea shop song, his ___ song. It makes him think of you and somehow you were the first thing popping into his mind when he started playing.
He finishes it with a perfect note, lifting his head upon hearing the applause.
"That was amazing!"
"You are so talented hyung!"
"This was the best!"
Your friends are praising him passionately. Seokjin even goes so far as to give Yoongi a brotherly pat on the back.
But Yoongi only looks at you. He loves the reaction of the others, but it is your reaction which really counts for him.
“That was so good. Wow, I have goosebumps. Look”, you say, showing him your arm.
Yoongi is melting. So you liked it.
“Thank you”, he murmurs and lowers his gaze.
"Another one, give us more", Junghyun asks to which the others agree with nods of their heads.
With confidence in his chest and a tingling stomach, he starts a new song. It’s a song, which he has known for years. It has been with him through a lot and he wants you to hear it.
“Oh I know this song”, Seokjin exclaims and begins singing the lyrics.
“Ah right, that’s the song. I knew it was familiar”, Jimin says and then joins in.
Yoongi lifts his head, watching in awe as one by one you all seem to join in. Jimin and Jungkook and his brother have their arms around each others’ shoulders as they harmonise. Namjoon and Sooyoung are holding hands, looking at each other as they serenade each other. Seokjin is so lost in the music that he doesn’t even notice at first when Taehyung takes his hand to hold and then sway from side to side. Hoseok has his phone out, filming the moment with sparkling eyes. And you? You are looking at Yoongi with a smile.
He smiles and begins singing as well.
So this is how it feels to connect over music.
Yoongi plays another song after that and soon that song turns into countless songs and a night filled with singing and laughter.
You leave far, far into the night. Seokjin offered Yoongi, Jimin and you a lift home. One you all accepted gladly as driving uphill in the middle of the night sounded like torture to all of you. Jimin took the passenger seat while you and Yoongi decided to get comfortable on the hood of the truck.
So now tugged under a blanket and with another blanket under your heads as a makeshift pillow you are looking out into the endless night sky while from the opened windows a faint melody from the radio reaches your ears.
You can hear the distant chatter of Seokjin and Jimin, but the purring of the truck is loud enough to distort their conversation into inaudible mumbling. You don’t mind that you can’t hear them. They have their own conversation and you have Yoongi with you.
“This evening was epic”, you break the silence.
“Yes, it was.”
“I didn’t even know that you could play the guitar.”
“Yeah, I taught it to myself years ago.”
“That’s so cool. You play so well.”
“Thanks”, he murmurs and blushes.
You look at him, “what instruments do you play?”
“Just the guitar and the piano.”
“Woah, that’s so cool. You are so talented.”
“No, I’m really not. I just do it because it feels right to do.”
He makes you smile. You settle back with a content sigh.
“That’s good to hear. It’s a nice reason to want to do something”, you say, “I bet it’s really useful for your job too.”
“I guess”, he murmurs quietly.
You sneak a glance at him.
"You don’t like to talk about your work, do you?" you ask him.
"Not really."
"Is it because you actually have sworn some oath of secrecy?" you joke and giggle.
When Yoongi doesn’t laugh with you however, you stop, looking at him with widened eyes.
"Wait, did you really?"
He shakes his head, "I just don’t want to define myself as my job anymore."
"Anymore?"
"I did. For the longest time, I was work and work was me. I don’t want to be that person anymore. That person ruined a lot of good relationships and hurt the people I care about. He was selfish and I hate him."
"I see”, you murmur, “if it helps, I think you’re very far from that person.”
When Yoongi doesn’t say anything you look at him, meeting his just slightly glassy gaze.
“You really think so?” he whispers.
You nod your head, “you’re sweet and you take time for everyone you meet or who needs your help. I can see that you do and that people feel comfortable in your presence. And I think that that’s far from how you tell me you were in the past.”
His fingers intertwine with yours then. Under the blanket and so tightly that you wonder if he decided to never let you go again.
“Thank you”, the words are barely audible, but carry great meaning. You can’t figure out what the exact meaning was, but you feel that with those two words Yoongi is thanking you for something grande, something that seems to bring tears to his eyes and for his fingers to clasp you oh so tightly.
“Don’t mention it. I mean it”, you tell him, caressing his knuckles with your thumb, “also, if it helps. I think your job is really cool. You get to create something out of nothing and that’s wonderful."
"You do that too."
"What?" you laugh, "no, I don’t? I just make tea."
"Yeah exactly. You make tea and with it create feelings."
You snort, furrowing your brows at him.
"If I wanna be relaxed I'll order something with lavender or chamomile. I wanna be happy? I damn well should order Hobi's oolong. I wanna feel refreshed? I'll just get an iced tea. You make feelings and moods with your tea and that’s wonderful in my eyes."
Yoongi gasps when you fall against him in a tight hug. Your arms are around his waist, your cheek is squished against his shoulder.
"Thank you", you whisper, squeezing him, “that’s the nicest thing someone has ever said about my tea. Thank you.”
Yoongi falters for just a second, looking at you with widened eyes. With a fluttering heart, he places his arm around you, rubbing your arm softly.
“I mean it.”
You nod your head in understanding, “thank you”, your voice is barely there, but filled with gratitude.
You think the moon is brighter all of a sudden, as if Yoongi gave the night a certain magical glow to it. You can see the rice fields and the cut down wheat fields, which appear a bluish white under the moonlight. Even the mountains, far far away, are visible to your eyes, standing against the dark sky as even darker shadows.
"I had a burnout", he murmurs into the silence.
"Huh?" you lift your head just enough that you can glance at his face.
"That's another reason why I hate talking about my work. I know many people have a burnout and I’m not special", he laughs painfully.
"No, don’t say that. I haven’t met someone who had a burnout before. You’re not ordinary."
"Thanks, I guess", he murmurs.
"Did work make you have it?"
"Yes, it did. I worked day in and out, without ever taking a break. And one day I woke up and couldn’t get up anymore. I physically couldn’t get up anymore. I knew that technically I should have been able to, but I just couldn’t. I slept it off that day, blamed it on the sleeping pills I took the night before."
He scoffs.
"Next day I thought I was better and went to work again, only to pass out right in front of my studio."
"No", you gasp, "that sounds awful."
"It was. Passing out isn’t fun. Next thing I know is I'm in the hospital, strapped to some machines and the doctors telling me that I had a major burnout and that I'm highly malnourished and dried out and that I was lucky for passing out when I did."
"Gosh, I’m sorry."
"Yeah, well…" he lowers his head and scoffs, "shit, I’m sorry. I know you’re probably thinking that I’m such a crybaby. You were in an actual accident and here I am, whining about working too much."
"No, don’t say that. I'm not like that. I would never want someone to feel as if their bad stuff is less bad compared to mine."
Yoongi sneaks a glance at you. He smiles softly, using the back of his hand to caress your cheek.
"You're so sweet ___, do you know that?" he whispers.
"You're sweet too", you say, feeling your cheeks burn up, "gosh, now I’m getting shy", you confess and giggle, hiding your face in his chest.
Yoongi smiles to himself, settling back against the truck with you in his arms. It sways from side to side, humming its mechanical song as it drives along the endless path back home.
"I'm glad you were here today", you break the silence, moving your head in a way that would allow you to look at the stars.
High above your heads they are the only roof keeping you covered. Tonight is such a clear night that you can see every single star in the universe. You wonder just how long it would take you to count all of them.
"Me too. I really loved today", Yoongi speaks softly.
"You always have to come to our barbeques from now on."
"If you want me there, I’ll gladly come."
"Of course I want you there", you sneak a glance up at him.
You can see his soft cheeks and his chin and his pouty lips and how nicely his button nose sits on his face. You can also see how his eyes are fixed on the stars and how every now and then they are blinking slowly.
"I'm always so happy when you’re somewhere too", you confess.
Yoongi visibly flusters, looking at you through the corners of his eyes.
"Me too", he whispers then hides his face behind his hand, "urgh god, now I’m getting shy."
You giggle, nuzzling into him.
"Sorry, I know this was so cringeworthy to say, but I just wanted to tell you. I really like spending time with you."
"Me too, ___", he whispers, closing his arm around you.
"Mhm nice", you sigh dreamily, "I'm a little cold, but it’s nice because we are sharing warmth."
"Yes, it’s so nice. I was really chilly too."
"It's crazy just how cold the nights can get, isn’t it? The days are always so hot and then at night you almost freeze your booty off."
He chuckles and agrees with a nod of his head.
"But that’s nice. Don’t you think?"
"Yes, it’s so nice", he says and caresses your arm.
You sigh happily and close your eyes. The truck sways so nicely, lulling you into relaxation. Yoongi smells nice. You can confidently say that he does now. This is the first time that you are close enough to him to actually smell his cologne and you like it a lot. It feels so weirdly familiar to you. Just like a lot of things with Yoongi. Oh so familiar, as if you had smelled his scent a million times before. You wonder if that is because he is supposed to be your other half. Maybe that is how it feels when you meet someone who is just right for you. That must be it. You found him and now you can confidently say that you like how he smells.
He also gives nice hugs.
And his body feels nice against yours. Not in a weird, creepy way, but in a snuggly, comforting way. It’s really, really nice to hold someone that way.
You probably did so before in your previous life, at least you hope you did, but you have no memory of it. It’s so very nice to experience it right now.
"Did you know that there are entire galaxies out there?" Yoongi breaks the silence.
"Mhm?" you hum, realising just how sleepy you became when his voice actually startles you.
"Did I just wake you?" Yoongi gasps.
"No, I was pretty close though."
"Sorry, then I'll keep my astronomy facts to myself", he whispers extra carefully.
"No, please tell me. It wouldn’t be good if I fell asleep on a truck right now."
"Are you sure?"
"Yep, tell me all the star facts you have."
“Okay so. Did you know that most stars you see are actually bigger than our sun?”
“Really?”
Yoongi nods his head, “they’re just really far away so they appear really small in comparison to our sun, but if you’d put them next to each other, the sun would look like a little dot next to them.”
“Wow, that’s so crazy to imagine. The sun’s so big and you’re telling me that stars are bigger?”
“Yep, they are.”
“Wow, so cool”, you whisper, “do you know how many stars there are? I think there are millions and millions of stars.”
“Probably, but I heard that we can only really see around three thousand on a clear and moonless night.”
“Only three thousand? I don’t believe that. Look at how many there are.”
“Yeah right?” he agrees, “I don’t believe that fact either. I think that there are at least three million stars in the universe.”
You nod your head, “I think so too. Maybe even four.”
“Yeah, maybe even four.”
You sigh happily as you try to find patterns in the starry sky. Every now and then one of the stars twinkles as if it was trying to greet you from far, far away.
“Do you know why stars twinkle?” you ask him.
“It’s actually not the star that twinkles, but it’s because the light has to go through our atmosphere. The atmosphere has different layers of density and because of that the light sorta bounces off of it and that makes the stars twinkle. If you’d be outside our atmosphere stars don’t twinkle.”
“Woah, you actually know?” you gasp, making him chuckle shyly.
“Yeah, I fell down a rabbit hole one night and looked up so many star facts.”
“That’s so cool”, settling closer into him, “thank you, Yoongi. I learned so much right now."
"I watched videos about them, that’s how I know."
"And I learned from you, that’s so cool."
"Yeah, it’s pretty cool", he says and grins.
You yawn, making Yoongi yawn right with you.
"You're getting me sleepy too", he says mid yawn, smacking his lips afterwards.
"Sorry, I know. It’s just that this is so relaxing."
"Right? The truck's swaying so much."
"Yeah and it’s nice to cuddle."
Yoongi sneaks a shy glance at you, realising that you have your eyes closed. He feels so giddy about the aspect of you labelling what you and him are doing as cuddling.
"I like cuddling. Do you think that I did it in my old life too?" you say.
"Yes."
"Yeah? You’re sure about it?"
"Yes, I’m sure you did lots of it."
You giggle, "gosh, I kinda wanna know if you’re really right", you look up at him, "who do you think I cuddled with?"
"Probably someone who loved you with all their heart", he says, looking at your lips.
"Oh dear", you have to look away in giddiness.
"And someone who would have picked the stars for you if you only you'd asked", he whispers.
"Okay now you’re just being silly", you say and laugh.
Yoongi stays silent.
"It doesn’t matter though, because I'm here now and I have my amazing life here and I have you and if someone really loved me so much that they would have picked the stars for me, then they would still be here, but they're not and that’s okay."
Yoongi tightens his arm around you, "I guess you’re right."
"It's really okay, you know? I wouldn’t want to give up this life even if it that meant I could go back in time and gain back my memories."
"Mhm."
"What's wrong? You really don’t like it when I talk about what happened to me, do you?"
"It just…it… it makes me sad", he confesses.
"Don't be, I’m not sad about it, so I forbid you to be sad in my stead."
Yoongi chuckles, "fine, I’ll try not to be sad."
"Good", you say and giggle, "gosh sorry Yoongi, let's not talk about it anymore. Do you have another star fact for me?"
"I don't think I do. I already told you all of them", he says, making you chuckle.
Everything he says makes you want to smile and laugh and be happy. He is so funny and nice and every word he speaks sounds like sweet honey to you. Listening to him makes you so, so happy.
"That's okay too. Then let’s just enjoy the silence", you mumble and snuggle closer, closing your eyes.
"Yeah okay, silence is nice too", he says quietly.
You open your eyes again when Seokjin bangs his hands on the truck.
Dizzy and confused, you sit up. Yoongi looks just as confused.
“Did you guys fall asleep right now?” Seokjin asks and laughs.
“Yeah, I guess”, your murmur, rubbing your sleepy eyes.
Seokjin laughs and then begins unloading your bikes.
“Well either way, we here and you guys gotta go”, he says, putting down Yoongi’s bike.
“I guess we do, damn Seokjin your truck’s amazing to nap on”, you say, holding his hand as he helps you get off.
“Don’t tell Tae that or he’ll feel encouraged to keep nappin’.”
You snicker, “I won’t tell.”
Seokjin helps Yoongi too, holding his hand tightly because the poor man is so droopy that Seokjin fears he might slip and fall if he wasn’t holding him.
“Thanks hyung”, Yoongi murmurs.
“Course, you guys go to sleep now. See you ‘round.”
“Yeah, see you soon. Thank you for the invite”, Yoongi says.
“Sure, I’m just glad you guys could come. We gotta do that again very soon.”
“Most definitely”, you agree.
Seokjin rounds the truck and gets back inside. He sticks his head outside and gives you a wave of his hand.
“Good night, you guys.”
“Good night”, you say, waving back.
Jimin sticks his head out as well, giving you a beaming smile.
“Sleep tight, you guys. See you Monday”, he says.
“See you, Jiminie.”
The truck drives off afterwards, purring quietly as it climbs the hill.
You turn to Yoongi once it disappears behind the hill. He is holding his bike, using it to keep up right.
“So we are basically old people”, you say and laugh.
His eyes, once focused on the hill, flit to you.
“Why? Cause we fell asleep?”
You nod your head, giggling so sweetly that Yoongi has to smile.
“I guess, we are”, he says.
You exchange a shy look. It makes you so nervous to look at him after what you just did. Falling asleep while cuddling. It feels like something so impossible to do now that there was distance between you and him again. Were you really that brave back then? And where is that bravery now that you are truly alone?
“So uhm, I guess we have to say goodbye now?” you say, fumbling with the handle of your bike.
“I guess”, Yoongi says, touching the side of his neck.
“I will, uhm…” you abandon your bike and step closer, placing your hand on his chest.
It’s now or never. You can’t go yet another night without a kiss. It would probably ruin you.
Yoongi lets out a shaky breath, looking at your lips with widened eyes.
"We're alone so I thought we could try again", you explain your reasoning.
"I, I see."
You move closer and Yoongi stays, even tilting his head to the side just slightly. It makes your body tingle and your heart flutter. Oh it’s actually happening.
Your eyes flutter close. Then.
“Wait”, he presses out and pulls back.
“Hm?” you blink rapidly, “did you not want me to kiss you?”
“No uhm”, he exhales shakily, cupping your face, “I’ve wanted to kiss you for a while I just-“, he begins trembling, “-I have to show you something.”
“Show me something? What could be more important right now than kissing under the moonlight?”
“Trust me, you’d want to know”, he says and takes your hand to lead you up the path to his cottage.
You abandon your bikes in his garden for now. You’ll get them later.
Yoongi unlocks his door, still holding your hand.
“Is this your way of seducing me?” you joke and giggle.
“Ha”, he laughs nervously, shaking his head.
“Well now I’m curious. Do you want to show me your lamps?”
“No, uhm you’ll see.”
He leads you inside, watching you shyly as you look around for a bit. The floors were all new, dark wood with a perfectly done polish. The walls were finished too, all the holes and cracks have been filled out and plastered over and a dark blue paintjob makes them look brand new. It was surprisingly well furnished too. Wood, all of them tainted in a dark brown. The living room was the first room you enter upon leaving your shoes by the door. A spacious couch invites you to relax and in one corner of the room a brown piano was waiting to be used. It was a little lighter in colour than the rest of the cottage, giving it a feeling of importance against all the other pieces of furniture. It must be important to Yoongi and well loved as well, judging by the cracks in the leather of his piano stool. He must have spent many hours in front of it, creating melodies which once hadn’t existed on this earth. The living room also housed a fireplace, red brick. It was turned off right now, but you can imagine how lovely it must be to snuggle up in front of it in the cold winter months.
“Ooh Yoongi it’s looking so cozy here”, you gasp, “wow I must say I’m impressed, I really didn’t think you would be so far already.”
“Yeah, uhm thank you. It’s still really unfinished upstairs.”
“Well, given that you’ve only been living here since April, I must say it’s still very impressive how far you are. Is the entire lower floor done already?”
He nods his head, fidgeting from one foot to the other.
“May I see?”
“Uhm…”
“Sorry, gosh I’m overstepping my welcome aren’t I?”
“No i-it’s not that, I just-“, he hesitates, studying your features, “___ I need to tell you something.”
“Okay? What is it?” you laugh, “gosh, you’re being so serious right now.”
“Please stay here, I’m going to get something.”
“Alright, do that”, you say, watching him hurry upstairs.
You furrow your brows, “he’s so weird all of a sudden”, you murmur.
You turn to the piano then, closing the distance between you and the instrument and opening the cover. The piano keys are wiped cleaned and yet there were imprints of time on some. You smile, playing the keys on which the marks of his fingers were the most prominent. It is wonderful to think that there are notes which sound sweeter than others to Yoongi.
The man of the hour clears his throat behind you, startling slightly.
“Oh!” you turn around, face heating up, “sorry I was just looking.”
“It’s fine”, he assures you.
Your eyes flit to the envelope in his fingers. He is fumbling with it and if your eyes weren’t deceiving you, his fingers were shaking the slightest bit.
“What’s that in your hand?” you ask him.
He lowers his eyes to it, twisting and turning it a few times. He takes a deep breath.
“Oh god”, he says and gulps audibly, “I’m gonna throw up.”
“What’s going on?”
He exhales loudly, bending forward, “okay, okay I can do this. Fuck”, his voice cuts off again as he coughs in nervousness.
He is worrying you deeply. You have never seen Yoongi so nervous. He looks close to passing out. His face is as pale as snow and his eyes are glassy.
“Are you okay?” you ask him.
Yoongi straightens up, shaking his head, “no. I uh, shit”, he exhales shakily, “___ I have to show you something. Please don’t hate me”, he chokes out, handing you the envelope.
“Yoongi don’t scare me, what the hell”, you murmur, staring at the blank envelope, “what am I going to see inside?”
You look into his eyes. He seems scared.
“Proof that I’m a bloody coward.”
“Okay?”
You look at the envelope again, reaching for the flap and opening it slowly. You pull a card free.
“Save the date”, you read and chuckle, “you’re not asking me to be your plus one on someone’s wedding, are you?”
He stays silent, biting on his thumb so harshly that he can already taste blood on his tongue. He should stop, but he can’t.
You open it.
You know now how a heart attack must feel like. How it must feel like to be punched so hard into the stomach that you can’t breathe.
“What the fuck is that?” you choke out, stomach twisting painfully.
You are staring back at yourself. You and Yoongi, holding hands and smiling for the picture. Your names are written next to the picture and one single date in early spring. It was dated nine years back.
“I’m sorry”, Yoongi chokes out with tears streaming down his face and his hand thrown over his mouth.
Your eyes meet.
“Is this some sick joke?”
“I’m sorry”, he sobs.
“What is this Yoongi?”
“I should have told you sooner.”
“What is this?!” you screech, shaking him by his shoulder, “what is this Yoongi?! Who the fuck are you?!”
“I’m sorry ___, I’m so fucking sorry”, he presses out and sobs, reaching for you to hold you but you shake him off. No, you push him away so hard that he stumbles and almost falls to the ground.
“Don’t come near me”, you spit.
Yoongi sobs squeakily, sinking into himself.
“This, this invitation what the fuck is this? Why am I on there? Why are you on there? Why is it dated nine years ago?”
“You married me on that day, that’s our wedding invitation. You chose the font”, he croaks.
“Holy fuck”, you stumble back, dropping the invitation, “you’re….my husband?”
“I’m sorry”, he croaks falling to his knees, “I’m so sorry.”
“Why would you do that to me? Why would you lie about knowing me?”
“I’m sorry.”
“Holy fuck I think I’m going to be sick”, you say, bending forward and gagging. Your eyes flit to the invitation and your smiling faces, “jesus fucking christ, holy fuck, fucking shit.”
“Please don’t hate me, I-I never wanted you any harm”, he pleads, folding his hands in front of his chest.
“You lied to me!” you scream, making him flinch, “you acted as if you didn’t know me while we, we had fuck knows how many years of memories! How could you do this to me?”
“I’m sorry”, he sobs.
“You knew about the accident, didn’t you?”
He says nothing.
“Didn’t you?!” you yell.
Yoongi flinches and nods his head, whimpering painfully.
You were wrong. This right here feels like you imagine a heart attack to feel like. True and utter betrayal feels like a heart attack.
“Holy fuck, you’re a psycho”, you choke out, stumbling back.
“No please don’t say that”, he begs, hiding his face behind his hands, “I’m so sorry. I wanted to tell you sooner but, but I was so scared that you’d hate me. I’m so sorry.”
You look at him. He seems broken and filled with honest regret. You can see that the guilt is pushing him down onto the floor, keeping him there with a painful grip around his neck. You can really see that and yet you can’t find it in your heart to forgive him.
“Don’t ever contact me again and don’t you dare come anywhere near me or my friends ever again”, you press out with your voice shaking in rage.
“I’m sorry”, he wails, raising his head only to see the door close behind you as you disappear into the night.
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Day Ninety-nine
It's a very grey start to today, with a light cloud cover coating the skies.
Up out of the bridleway spot and back onto the road near Constantine, it's straight into the hills as the road leads up into Cornwall's high surroundings as I continue my heading east.
It's some rolling hills to tackle as I slog along the road through some busy morning traffic, until finally riding in to the edges of Falmouth.
The busy port town is full of climbs as I track around and make my way down to the harbourside, where I get a beautiful view across Carrick Roads whilst waiting for the ferry.
After a brief stint afloat and savouring the waves, I put in across the water at the beautiful town of St Mawes.
Heading up past the castle, with some lovely views back across the water, it's up the steep hills once more to start slogging along the road again.
The rising sun is doing its best to burn off the light cloud cover of the morning, and the heat is rising once more as I get to rejoin NCN Route 3 for its stint along the coastline here.
Dropping down past Carne Beach, the route begins a heavy section of steep climbs and drops as it tours around the beautiful coastal area, zig zagging round to take in the many bays and watersides as it makes its way around the cliffsides.
Around and past the steep drops through Portmellon and Mevagissey, the route finally heads off the roads for a long hard climb over the lovely gardens of Heligan, before crossing the road and heading on to St Austell River.
It's a wonderful stretch of off-traffic riding herr as Route 3 follows up the river's course, through some beautiful forested areas, until heading in to St Austell at the heaving A390.
With Route 3 continuing northwards, I head off the cycle route and in to town for a resupply stop and break, before carrying on around the very busy roads to head on towards Par.
Whilst riding along the trails here, the bike lurches to a very sudden stop. A glance down has my heart in my mouth as a rather large branch has managed to find its way into the spokes of my rear wheel, catching the struts of my mudguard, and wrenching everything round. The mudguard has folded near double on itself and is sticking out towards my knee, and the branch is firmly wedged in amongst the wheel.
I stop to assess the damage as this could be pretty disastrous. After managing to extricate the offending piece of wood, I get the mudguard to unfold and slot back into its place without much harm done, and a check of the wheel finds that it's not even much out of true.
What on earth is with this bike?! An absolute tank! I can barely believe that no serious damage has been caused from this incident, but everything seems to be rolling ok, so I guess that means on with the show!
Round to Par and through it's looping one-way system, it's up another big sharp hill to head over to Fowey, with a steep descent through some narrow paths leading to some steps down to my second ferry of the day.
After a short wait and chat with some other tourists waiting, it's aboard the small ferry for a short cruise over the River Fowey to land at the working harbour at Polruan.
With the day wearing on, the heat and work haven't ceased yet, as from the waterside the road leads up and up a long and steep hill to get through and out of the pretty seaside village.
Finally up onto the coastal moorlands, I think it's been another long and tough day's work, so it's time for me to get scouting for a spot to lay my head. Tomorrow should hopefully have me pushing on and out of Cornwall's challenging hills.
TTFN!
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Day 1 - Thursday, June 29th
5:15am. Jump out of bed, shower, wake up Diane, grab bite to eat, a cup of tea, and on our way out the door we texted the boys to see if they wanted us to pick up breakfast. Tim Hortons (McDonald’s & Duncan Donuts combination) was our first stop. Four “egg McMuffins”, four hash browns, four coffees, and a dozen donuts. Power breakfast for the upcoming event
We arrived at the AirBnB just before 7am to find everyone awake and busy. Jose had assembled David’s bike and was ready to pull Ed’s together. We worked for the next 2+ hours to get everything in order. Packed and ready to go by about 9:45am we had one more stop before we could get on the road.
Pulling it all together before we ride in an hour!
Before I get to that, we all want to say thanks to Diane for helping us get ready to go. It’s very much appreciated.
That one more stop was to a bike shop in Banff. Ed and I went ahead to get a potential issue with his shifting checked. All was good. Jose had done an excellent job of assembling the bikes! Ed and I rolled out to Main Street for a couple of pictures and off we went.
Departure from downtown Banff.
Our route took us through town over to the Banff Springs Hotel to the Spray Lake Trail. Of course we had to stop for pictures as we reached the trailhead. There, we met a couple that was going to ride the full route (2700 miles) on a tandem bike with their dog. They planned to blog the trip from the dog’s point of view! They also had a nun with them to bless their departure. She was good enough to do the same for us. Thanks to Jose for asking her for the blessing. It was good to start our trip on a positive note.
Thanks for the blessing sister!
The official starting point.
Our trail out, the Spray Lake Trail, was a 10 foot wide trail that went up and down through the woods along the Bow River. The riding surface varied from smooth, covered with pine needles to rocky and potholed.
spray Lake is really quite large but the mountains are larger.
We sensed that there was a view beyond the trees but, initially, the forest hide the mountains. Once we started getting clear views of the mountains around us we knew why we made this trip. Wow! was said by each of us with every new view.
The first of many great views.
About 10 miles down the road we stopped to talk to the first of many people riding the GDMBR. He was a New Zealander who was quite philosophical about the 2700 miles he just covered. He said he learned that “it’s bigger than him”. He was also amazed by the lighting, hail, and mud that he experienced. When asked about his thoughts on finishing in just an hour or so, he looked at as blankly and moved on.
Fifteen miles later we popped off the Spray Lake Trail and grabbed some lunch from out of our bags while we filtered drinking water. When we finished we got onto a well traveled gravel road that would make up most of our remaining 38 miles. Again the road surface was varied . We pedaled over smooth roads, over washboards, around potholes, and through clouds of dust put up by passing cars.
Jose with a gorgeous view!
The long and dusty road!
But along the way we met several riders going in our direction. The first, Dave, a guy in his 60s, had just started in Banff and was doing the full ride solo. He wanted to stop and camp on the west side of Spray Lake but couldn’t due to significant bear activity. We went on the cross paths a couple more times.
Around 20 miles into our day we met Dave and Brad, a carpenter and an avalanche remediation guy, respectively. They were going to spend the next 40 days or so doing the full ride.
As good a place as any to meet other riders!
A few hours later, we met them again as we all shared a privy for protection from a heavy rain and lightning that passed through the area.
Shelter from the storm
When we came off the gravel road we came into an area with several campgrounds. We checked into each to see if they had space but all were full for the upcoming Canada Day weekend. We were exhausted and wanted to stop.
We grabbed Gatorades in the C-store in the second campground. We desperately needed the electrolytes and something cold. The day was just getting too long.
We finally pulled into the campground where we had a reservation and found our spot. We went to work setting up our tents when the camp host pulled up to check us in. After a little negotiation over us having one too many tents on the site, we set out to eat dinner and then enjoy a little bourbon.
Looking back on the day, we worked hard for the views that we saw. Our overall mileage on day 1 was greater than 55 miles with almost 4k of climbing. We spent 8 hours riding with 11 hours on the road. Definitely a tough first day considering the airline delays and the time change.
The late start and the difficulty of the terrain sucked out all of our energy on Day 1. We will have to see how this day affects our first few days. Yes, the gent from New Zealand was right… it’s bigger than me!
Ride stats:
Miles ridden: 55.62
Elevation gain: 3,745 ft
Max elevation: 6,249 ft
Start time: 10:05am
Moving time: 6:33:34
Elapsed time: 10:04:15
Ave speed: 8.5 mph
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Nov 12.
Today we had a nice hotel breakfast and then walked a few blocks to the FedEx store where we found that a golf club box was the perfect size for shipping Matt’s bike bag. It will arrive at our Flagstaff hotel by mid-week - well ahead of our arrival on Saturday.
We then took a leisurely bike ride to La Jolla using a combination of roads, bike paths and board walks. At times it was a little slow as some of the paths were jam-packed with other cyclists, skateboarders, pedestrians and tourists, especially at the beach areas which were very busy during the mid-day hours. Even so it was fun to cycle with the Pacific Ocean to our left under clear blue sunny skies. We went a little further north passing by some of the UCSD campus and then headed south using an inland route back to the hotel. Check the Relive video linked below to see our ride through this beautiful part of the USA.
The beaches at La Jolla were accessible only by stairways and too risky to go up/down with our bikes so we did the “rear wheel dip” at Mission Bay Beach instead where we found a boat ramp that meant we could avoid the hassle of sand getting in all the wrong places. Those of you who followed me this summer will recall that my front wheel was dipped into the Atlantic Ocean at Revere Beach so today’s rear wheel dip was part of the full cross-country experience.
Dinner was at a steak restaurant downtown and we spent the evening preparing for tomorrow’s ride. Matt learnt that an ironing board makes a great bike stand. Tomorrow we head to Julian, high in the mountains and 60 miles to the east.
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Properties in Downtown Dubai, put you right in the hustle and bustle of the city. This area contains the iconic Burj Khalifa, the world’s tallest building, surrounded by glittering towers housing offices, apartments, hotels, and the massive Dubai Mall.
Pros:
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Very busy area with lots of traffic
Cost of properties is generally higher
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Palm Jumeirah
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Pros:
Prime beachfront location
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Resort-style community feel
Cons:
Very high prices for properties
Remote, less accessible location
Who it’s good for: Affluent buyers who want a vacation-style luxury escape with privacy.
Arabian Ranches
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Pros:
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Cons:
Far from main Dubai attractions/beaches
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Should you buy or rent a property? This depends greatly on your situation and plans for Dubai. Consider a few key factors:
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Easy to downsize or exit
Buying Pros:
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Waterfront Apartments
Imagine waking to sun-drenched views of the tranquil blue waters surrounding Palm Jumeirah or watching mega yachts cruise past while gazing down from a Downtown Dubai tower. For ocean lovers, waterfront living is an alluring dream that draws many property seekers.
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Villas
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My cycling experience in LA
My first stop was Venice Beach, which is always buzzing with activity. The e-bike made navigating through the crowds easy. And it took in the sights and sounds of this iconic LA destination. I rode along the boardwalk, watching street performers and admiring the colorful murals that line the beach.
Next, I headed to Santa Monica Pier. This famous landmark is always packed with tourists. But the fat tire e-bike made it easy to weave through the crowds and find a prime spot to watch the sunset. I parked my bike and enjoyed the stunning views. And I felt grateful for the extra boost of speed and power the e-bike provided.
As the sun began to set, I decided to head up the Pacific Coast Highway toward Malibu. This scenic route offers breathtaking views of the ocean and the mountains. But it can also be a challenging ride for cyclists. With the fat tire electric bike, however, I was able to easily conquer the hills and enjoy the cool ocean breeze without breaking a sweat. The e-bike's pedal assist was intuitive and responsive, and the long-lasting battery gave me the confidence to venture further than I normally would on a regular bike. I stopped to take in the stunning views and snap some photos along the way. I also stopped at a local café for a snack.
As the day began to wind down, I reluctantly returned to my starting point. I rode through Beverly Hills and West Hollywood, marveling at the gorgeous homes and trendy shops. The e-bike made it easy to navigate through LA's busy streets and bike paths, and I felt confident and comfortable throughout the entire ride.
Conclusion
Overall, my cycling experience in Los Angeles with the Breeze Rider Ebike was nothing short of amazing. The bike's powerful motor and long-lasting battery made it easy to tackle hills and cover more ground. The comfortable ride and ample storage made it a convenient option for a full day of adventure. So whether you're a local or a visitor, I highly recommend trying an e-bike for your next cycling excursion in LA. You won't be disappointed!
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Day Fifty-six
Eight weeks in!
After a very rainy night and morning, my tossing and turning in the tent allowed aome water to ingress, so it was a damp start to the day. After waiting out the morning's rains, a few bits were strapped onto the bike to allow them to dry over the day, then we're off once more.
Out from the trees and back onto the road, it's a bumpy ride mostly downhill to see the sun shining over Holy Loch by Sandbank, followed by a nice easy cruise along the waterside to the ferry terminal at Dunoon.
Perfectly timed to buy a ticket and roll straight onto the ferry, it's the last one I'll be taking in a while, and I'm granted a lovely sunny sky to enjoy the short journey over to Gourock.
Onto the coast west of Glasgow, I get something I haven't had in weeks - long, long stretch of gloriously flat coastal riding. Now the day truly begins!
Here is also a salient lesson in not relying too heavily on GPS navigation when cycling. Google continually suggested I turn off the A78 and head up some steep hills to avoid the traffic, as it was unaware of the frequent off-traffic cycle paths alongside the road.
Onwards! The cycle paths continue until a little past Inverkip, where the road is rejoined for a while. Whilst the traffic is quite heavy, the flatter terrain means good speed is made, and the views over the water to my right make for a good backdrop.
Past Wemyss Bay there's a big traffic jam queueing for the ferry over to Bute, which I can sail past on the pavement and following this the road traffic lightens significantly.
It's some nice miles along the water's edge from here and I set an easy pace for myself. After weeks of punishing hills, this is a great payoff for me.
Rolling into Largs around lunchtime, I enjoy a good rest and coffee by the Pencil Monument, along another great stretch of trails off the roads and around the sea.
There's aome great trails here that even when close to to busy major road are nice and peaceful due to the treelines around, but eventually we head back up and are riding back alongside the traffic. The path surfacing is a bit sketchy in places, and I rejoin the road at times without any stress to enjoy the speed.
Further south, I swing west to roll around the coastline past Hunterston nuclear power plant, and take in a short stretch of offroad trail past the hills to see Portencross Castle and enjoy a nice sit by the water's edge.
Back up to the road we go, and it's more glorious flat-ish riding down past Saltcoats, with Arran just visible in the distance as the skies get greyer and greyer and the winds begin to pick up once more.
The cycle paths continue around the south side of Kilwinning, with some lovely rides through parks and forested areas around the banks of the River Garnock.
It's hitting evening here and a nicely sheltered patch of forest is an opportune spot to rustle up some dinner. I'm back in more populated areas now with more plentiful opportunities to resupply, so I have less need to keep bigger stocks of food on me. Eating up the weight being carried is no bad thing.
The rains have been starting to spray a little by now, and a check of the forecast shows heavy rains imminently on their way and continuing well into the small hours, so it's probably a good idea to shelter up. And the patch of woodland by the river I've just had dinner at is absolutely ideal.
So, tent is up, a good lie down with a full belly is being had to the background of the rains coming down.
An earlier finish today than many, but this has been an excellent day for both the legs and morale. It's not only been a long time since I had a good break from the climbs, but also many weeks since I had some good riding without having to deal with traffic, which is always far more enjoyable.
Roll on tomorrow for more!
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