Ephemeral Hate | J.J.K |

17.

"Seonghwa! Where are you taking me?!" Y/n asked the black haired handsome guy, but received nothing in response.

Rather he just held her hands and directed her to the car, making her sit carefully inside, as she had blindfolds on. It was exactly a week since Y/n was back home from hospital, moreover she was doing well and good.

Even though she missed Jungkook and would sneakily stare at his pics she had, she just exhaled and carried on with her life. She tried painting, singing, sketching, playing instrument and everything else to get herself occupied from stopping his thoughts. Also, till some extent she was successful in doing so- but still hadn't forgotten him completely.

However, it was her birthday that day, and Seonghwa had come up to her, saying that he had a surprise for her. Talking about Seonghwa, she had already forgiven him as she wasn't that staggered. The reason for her being not shocked till death was because Seonghwa was always princely. He, since the very beginning, had that aura of a CEO. The eloquence in his speech, model-like walk, and everything else was already like he owned hundreds of companies.

The main thing that had triggered her that day was Jungkook, and not him. Seonghwa's reasons were understandable so, she eventually let him go. And no matter how hard he tried to convince him saying that she didn't want to go anywhere, he wasn't ready to let the special day slide. He had took an oath to make it special so he will definitely make it special.

"I still don't understand where are you taking me, Mr. CEO."

Seonghwa chuckled at her words, and she was huffing. "Miss. Y/n, you will thank me for years after this night."

He confidentially stated to which Y/n merely shook her head. Seonghwa was always like this to her. Once he had decided to do a thing, he'd do it no matter what.

While Y/n was sitting idle, her mind drifted back to Jungkook. What'd he be doing? Had he eaten? Did he sleep properly? Had he overworked himself again?

All of those questions were bugging her. She knew she shouldn't be trusting Jungkook neither be caring about him, but she can't forget him!

It was like he was glued to her mind. No matter how many times she'd tried to stalk other male idols, or actors, and even the boys at the college, none of them were like him. Yes, they all had two eyes, one nose, and a mouth, still, their features weren't that fascinating like Jungkook's.

Yes, they all walked on two legs and used two hands, also breathed the same air, but they just weren't Jungkook to her. They were human too like him, but for Y/n, they were normal people, not Jeon Jungkook.

She'd gone to college two days before, yet Jungkook was nowhere to be found. She often checked at his house next door, but it was always shut. He never fell in her vision after that night when she had told him to go.

Jungkook, now didn't remain a person anymore. It was almost like he had never existed. Jungkook had completely erased himself from her life. He had drifted so far away and out of reach that Y/n had begun doubting if she'd even met that guy in real life or was he only existent in her dream?

"We are here!" Seonghwa's cheerful voice filled the car, and Y/n flinched a little. She'd been so lost in his thoughts that she had become solitude.

"Oh, did I startle you?" Seonghwa held her hands and asked to which she sighed.

"No, you didn't startle me... I- I was just thinking about someone- I mean something." She hesitated, while a small grin crept of Seonghwa's lips. He was aware of the fact that she was thinking about Jungkook.

"As you say." Seonghwa said, and got down.

Upon somehow, leading her all the way inside to the place he'd bought her, Seonghwa was now getting tired.

"Yah! You are walking like a grandma!" He chuckled at her, and she hit the air, making him do it even harder.

"Seonghwa! Be quiet!" She whined and Seonghwa stood there, gaping at the love of his life. She was so adorable with that bunny blindfold on and Seonghwa's heart couldn't handle it.

'Why do I even love you so much?', Seonghwa spoke internally. He was so in love with the person in front of him. She was practically everything to him.

His hard parents had always taught him to be like a statue and only speak the words that were required whereas, Y/n make him free-spirited. Seonghwa's background was strict. He wasn't allowed to party out, date, or hangout like normal boys. He had been taught every single thing in his life.

From the way to sit on the dinning table till how to stand in a party was learnt by him. We often think that coming from a wealthy family is fun, but Seonghwa's was anything that wasn't fun.

The time at which his family was teaching him to handle business and be a gentleman, Y/n taught him to be a human. Y/n was the only one with whom he could sit and laugh like no tomorrow was existent. She was the only fucking person around whom he had no fear of being judged.

"Y/n- ah..." He called her out.

"Yes?"

"Thanks for making me eat ramen that day..." He spoke with a smile, which Y/n obviously couldn't see.

"You're thanking for ramen? Awn, Seonghwa it's ok. It made no sense to me when you said you never ate it, but now that I know you come from such top family, it is understandable."

Seonghwa never did ordinary things. If he'd ask his mom to cook him ramen, she'd be beyond horrified. Ramen wasn't a thing that his family ate. It was nothing, just those high-class extra ordinary things billionaires do. But, he still remembered when Y/n had asked him to cook her ramen while he was fifteen and she was thirteen.

He had asked her, 'what is ramen.'

The disbelief on her face still doesn't fails to make Seonghwa smile. He still knows about the fact that she cooked ramen for him and he enjoyed it way too much.

"Y/n..."

"Yes? Y/n replied at Seonghwa's call, but this time no words fell out of his mouth. There were just tears in his eyes. He was heart broken.

Where had he lacked? Where did he fall less? Why wasn't she in love with him like she was in with Jungkook? Where was that place where he hadn't done his best?

He desperately wanted to ask her these questions. However, could he? he can't. He had to keep his mouth shut.

"Seonghwa??"

"Yea! N- nothing" Seonghwa wiped his tears, and led her further in. He was feeling low, but this wasn't place where he'd show it.

Seonghwa successfully led her inside somewhere, and she heard a 'ting' It was clear to her now that she was inside an elevator. But, where could that possibly take them?

The answer to this question got clear when as soon as the elevator's doors opened, she was greeted with cold wind hitting her frame.

"Oh god!" She whimpered and hugged Seonghwa as an impulse. He desired to hug her back, kiss her and take her home, nonetheless, that wasn't the plan tonight. Actually, after this night, he wouldn't even be able to hold her like this again...

With a heavy like metal heart, he detached himself from her, and held her shoulders, guiding her ahead with winds getting stronger.

"Open your blindfolds, Y/n..." Seonghwa said with a soft voice.

Y/n followed his instruction, but as soon as her view fell on the person ahead of her, she wanted to run back. She wanted hide behind a bush, and never come in front of him. She was pleased to see him, but some part of her hated this moment.

Her sleeveless black dress that reached her knees, was making her feel cold and uncomfortable, still the person ahead was worsening it.

"Y/n..."