Who Are You? [COMPLETED]

⚜Losing You⚜

"I am going on a business trip." Mrs. Kim came out with her bag. "So sudden?" Mr. Kim said. "Yeah, and let me talk to you first. Excuse us." Mrs. Kim made her way out of the house and Mr. Kim followed her, what was that? After minutes of talking to his wife, he returned. There we are standing, don't know what to do. Mr. Kim approached Dahyun and gave her a hug. "What is this for?" She asked him. "I want to go out with my princess, do you want to go out with dad?"

That felt really awkward for us, "So what are we doing here in Swiss?" I asked Jin when Mr. Kim and Dahyun already left. "Get all the rest that you need, Seokjung are you not going to work for maybe three or four... days?"

'DAHYUN'S POV'

"Are you okay, dad?" I asked him when I felt like he's not okay... I just want him to be honest with me and tell me what's wrong. "Dad, you don't have to do this." I stopped from walking. "Doing what? I'm being a father, after you chose to leave because—" He paused. "Dad, I'm sorry."

"No, no. I know you had to, I-I—I did it." I looked away. "Can we not talk about it? It's from the past and it's done, dad. I am okay, I wish you are too." I smiled at him. "I am as long as my children are okay, promise me you will be." He held my hand. "Yes, dad. I promise."

I can't. I can't, I am scared. I am scared of the truth, I am not ready to hear anything. I just feel like I know it, but I am scared that I am right.

—

I couldn't stop crying, that's all I could do when we get home. I turned the tv on in the bedroom, I keep the volume up and I couldn't help but sobbed. They might be hearing the television but I didn't care, I was sitting on the floor, hugging my legs, leaning on the bed while playing random BTS music video and it's crazy.

"Are you okay?"

Of all people, why is it always him? Another reason why I am crying.

I hear the door open, why am I so stupid not to close it. I already calmed down and my tears just dried from my face, and my eyes are already swollen. I heard his steps getting closer, "It's a nice song." I said, it is Spring Day. He sat beside me. "This isn't the Dahyun I know." He said. "You know me?" I chuckled. "I don't, but from what I see. She's hiding a lot, she's known for being funny, doing crazy stuffs just to keep the atmosphere alive and not boring. That's you, I know. But people doesn't know anything behind camera."

"Because they don't have to see everything." I continued. "Yes, but you're hiding from everyone including your family." I looked down. "Do I look like pathetic? I'm sure, I do really look like one. I don't want anyone to pity me, to comfort me because it makes me look more weaker. That I am a coward, I am dramatic."

"Is that how you describe yourself?" I looked at him. "That's just few of what I really am, Jungkook. And I'm sorry, I'm sorry that I hide a lot. I may be really good at it, because I- believe it or not I am afraid of losing anyone more than losing myself. It's better to lose someone really quick before they could tell you that— they like you more than losing a person you know for years, family. I don't want to replace anyone." I shook my head. "I don't even know what I'm saying." I cried again. "How about adding one in your life?" I stopped. "I will lose them, Jungkook." I breathe heavily. I feel dizzy, I feel like I'm losing air. "Are you okay?" I couldn't hear him clearly. "Are you— Dahyun??? You have low tolerance in alcohol, you drank???"