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The memory of her was what served Taehyung most as he spent his many days plowing the fields of his family property that he had inherited from his late father. She was a wild one; like a summer storm, full of reckless tendencies and full of emotion and then left just as quick as she made her mark. He remembered pink lipstick covered lips, that loving left numerous temporary tattoos on his tanned cheeks. A wealth of dark wavy hair that hung lengthily down to her widened hips, and was constantly left in a sensual tousled mess as her cat-like brown eyes sparkled under long waved bangs with thinly veiled mischief. Her eyes. Her eyes are what Taehyung remembers intimately, they seemed to sparkle brighter than the sun in the Carolina summers, and twinkled with mischief as she recruited Taehyung on her adventures.
She was from Georgia, or that is what she always told Taehyung. A small backwards Georgian town where everyone knew each other, and each other’s business. She told Taehyung one night as they laid under the stars wrapped in blankets that he kept in the backseat of his pick-up truck, that she was in a race against time. People like her never lasted long in the world of the living and her existence was brief like a grain of sand in the universe’s eye. ‘Time,’ he thought, well at their age they had nothing but time to sacrifice. They were young and full of youthful enthusiasm. The boy thought that they had all the time the universe had allowed them.
“Time’s my greatest enemy, and one I know I won’t never beat.” She blissfully said in a voice that hardly carried over the summer’s night’s breeze. They took her 1929 Chrysler Imperial roadster for drives up and down the back roads of North Carolina their yips and yells marking the trees of their youthful love as they rocketed passed in exuberance on their way to the town’s only diner. Time was not the enemy, Taehyung mused to himself it was their greatest ally. Time allowed him to see her honeyed smile turn up toward the sun, and her windswept hair shiny in the afternoon sunlight.
He knew he could marry her, but he never thought himself capable of holding down her uncultivated spirit, and he never wished to quell that beautiful curiosity that she held within her. He loved his Georgian Wildcat, but she was never to be tamed.
Until he found out the true reason of why she was in a marathon against time. It was an early southern morning, and Taehyung busied himself with his morning chores around the farm when he noticed a white Cadillac pull up to his porch. Luxury vehicles were never seen in the town he was from, and when they were it was just the rich folk driving on through. A man in a crisp suit, and leather shoes stepped out of the vehicle. The man’s gait spoke of leisure and the way he readjusted his suit, and dusted imaginary dirt off his suit jacket’s sleeves spoke volumes. He thought that country folk were nothing but poor and unambitious hoodlums with little raising.
“Son, I was told by the people in town that you’ve seen my son, and I’ve been trying to track him down for weeks.” The gentleman grimaced in the beams on the summer weather, and covering his eyes with one long dainty hand.
“I ain’t seen no boy of you’res, Sir. I’m just a farmer, I don’t know any other chaps around here.” Taehyung mumbled. His hand loosening on the hoe that he had within his hands.
“The woman who ran the market told me that you are usually in his company when he stops in town. Son, I need to find him. He ran away from the treatment facility and he needs to attend his appointments for wellness.” Taehyung froze. The hoe finally slipping from his hands as he took in the man’s words, and the boy thought back to the numerous conversations he had with the girl.
“Her what? She needs a treatment for what wellness?” Knowingly the boy had given himself away as he asked for specifics.
“Why Son, he often dresses as a woman, and he never seems to want to set himself straight. The way that nature made him. He’s been ill for many years now.” Taehyung’s face broke. He thought of his Georgian Wildcat and the woman he thought he would break down and get on one knee for, was running from her past to be how he knew she was meant to be. His beloved.
“I hadn’t seen her in weeks, Sir. She never came back after the July 4th celebrations. I hadn’t seen her, Sir.” The man from the white Cadillac gently nodded and tipped his hat making his way back to his car and leaving the way he came.
It was five years later, that he saw her cherry red and tan Imperial pull on the dusty drive way to his lonely house on a hill surrounded by farm land. She was dressed in a flowing summer’s dress with her head covered by a straw hat she had taken from the local market. She just stopped at starred at him as he sat on his porch. He sat on that same porch for the past five years waiting in desperation hoping that she would one day darken his doorstep once more.
“I’m sorry. I’m sorry I never told you. You must understand I loved you so dearly I didn’t want to ever let you go. For you to find out in a way that would have made me the figure and the target of your disgust. You have always been my love. I just want to be the sunshine you told me I was. I can’t be without you. I love you so, please forgive me, my darling.” She closed her delicate lids and held on to the side of her car with a tight grip. “Come away me? Let’s start anew. I love you, but I can’t stay. Not here.”
Without a moment of thought, Taehyung ran from the steps and pulled her slender frame into his arms. He kissed her pink petal lips with reverence and with all the love he felt he would be able never express another day in his short life.
“My love, Yoongi. I will go anywhere and do anything as long as you’re with me. I love you so. Thank you for coming back to me.” He suddenly dropped to a kneel and shakenly pulled out a ring that had been his mothers, and looked at her with a smile overtaken with tears. I will be yours always as long as you will call yourself mine, my wife. It doesn’t matter what the courts or what these upright folks say as long as you stay grounded by side. With you I can weather any hardship that comes our way.”
Tearfully, Yoongi nodded and glowed as her ring finger was decorated by a delicate golden band with a beautiful blue gemstone. She had found her home, and her reason to stop running.
They sold the farm for a handsome price, and soon after boarded a ship to Paris, and they never ventured back to the Carolina’s that had been the backdrop of their love story. Though, the only thing that did matter through the years was their love and their strength to face all their fears head on.