My Yoongi My Privilege - Swaggy Girlfriend

Battle of Hearts

The door bell rang.

“He must be kidding! Did he come right here?” My heart banged. Something big gonna happen today – I thought. I was caught in a trauma.

Before I could get down to open the door, the maid – Mrs. Davis as we call her, did her job. I sensed my mom to be in the kitchen, My dad out in the back meadows organizing and trimming the crotons. Fortunately, my brother was not at home.

My legs froze unable to move a bit, my fingers gripping the railing of the stairs, as that man, the only man whom I loved, feared to fall for, still fell and pulled up forcefully again by the people who gave birth to me – walked into my house, for me, only to get me back keeping away his pride, his status, his company and his country.

I ran away as he entered, to hide myself from him as I felt so small before him. It’s a shame to behave like a child when it’s time to face the situation and solve it. I’m part of it but I left the burden on his shoulders. All because everything was happening before my mind could analyze things and plan what to do next. Nothing was in my control.

“Who’s that?” My mom’s voice echoed from the kitchen.

“I don’t know Mam. He seems like he doesn’t live in this town” Mrs. Davis shouted back and turned to him “You, sir?”

“I’m Yoongi. I came to meet someone” He answered coldly.

My mom came out wiping her hands “Welcome. You want to meet Mr. Evans?? (My dad) Just a minute. I’ll call him” she turned towards the backyard “Honey…”

(They can’t even recognize him, poor beings)

My belly was burning inside already.

“Yes…” Mr. Evans came in before she could tell anything further.

“No!” Suga stopped her “I want to meet my wife"

“What??” The three asked in Unison. My heart skipped a bit. I’m going to be a dead meat today.

Why? Mr. Suga, why? Why are you doing this to me?

“I think you are in a wrong place. Your wife is not here. Our children are unmarried” My mom said.

“Ah…sorry. I mean my –to be- wife” He corrected. I sighed hearing this hiding behind the door.

I cursed myself as -my Husband, no, my secret husband, at least my boyfriend for now, has to meet his –in laws this way and they didn’t treat him the way they should have. Our relationship became so messy in a single day. We didn’t expect anything like this would happen. I should’ve told him about my parent’s call that day, so he could’ve given a solution. Fool!!

An awkward silence remained for a minute. Mr. Evan cleared his throat “We are sorry. I’m sure you got a wrong address”

“Oh…” Suga waited for a moment. Maybe for me. But I’m not brave enough to face him. “Well…I’m sorry sir. I’ll leave now. Thank You”

“Ah…Excuse me” My mom interrupted “If you tell us what’s her name, then we can find where she is, may be your fiancée will be in the neighborhood”

My parent’s didn’t had an idea that he’s Suga, the man who they heard from the Dispatch that their daughter is in relationship with. All they did know was his name “SUGA” and he’s a singer.

“Umm….It’s okay mam. I think she doesn’t need me, so she has given me the wrong address. I’ve to go” His voice was in agony. He knows that’s my home and he wants me to show up.

“Oh no…” Mrs. Evan’s was concerning “Don’t misunderstand….She’ll be waiting for you. May be she would be thinking it’s not the right time. You will find her soon. What’s her name?”

“Stop it, honey. Look at him, he might’ve travelled a long way. Stop nudging him” He glanced Suga “Have a seat son. Let’s get something for you to drink. Dear, please g…”

“No, No. Thank you. I’ll get going. I don’t like to bother you or….. *anyone else*” His voice was loud enough to hear. And I know it’s for me. It was like a bullet.

And He WENT. Yes, he really did. I felt the I saved the day from having a drama between him and my parents, which would end up in a fight, now making them have a good feel on him, but I lost him. He tried everything to the utmost level, he might’ve thought I’m not ready to walk with him, so he gave up.

‘I’m sorry Oppa. It’s not I’m a girl who’s afraid of her parents and controlled by them. I don’t want to hurt them. And I don’t want to hurt you too. Even I did ended up being hated by the two parties, whom I love the most, still I’m happy seeing you both are in good terms. I hope everything will turn up in the right direction soon’

I didn’t have a smallest belief that I can get him back. The words I threw on him, the way I left him, and let him wander around, making him suffer by not helping him in all his trials, I failed to be a good partner. Again, I started thinking myself of being small and immature compared to him. I don’t deserve him, not at all.
I begged my parents to let me to continue my job and studies in London. I promised them that I won’t do anything without their knowledge and I kept it as a secret, the man who visited us was the one and only Suga – the person who spoiled their daughter, according to them.

As soon as I entered my apartment, I tore off the pictures and posters of him and the others. I have to focus on my life, my own life without him. I didn’t know how much this relationship has an effect on him, but it eventually created a scar in my heart which can’t be healed. Just another love story, for him. But I’m not blaming him, when it’s all my fault.

The scar became deep when those three news fell in my ear:

Number one- “The Eldest BTS member Kim Seokjin got married with his long time romance in a private ceremony”

I would’ve been there, having fun if things hasn’t turned out this way…

Number two – “BTS members Jin and Suga will be joining the Military soon by the end of this month”

This soon?? So, BTS won’t be seven for two years? That also means, I won’t be able to meet him…Forget it. We are nothing to each other now.

Number three – “Suga gave up on the album he has been working on”

And……………………

There’s a lot more on the way.