Chances (changbin fanfic)

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I woke up around 6am just to see that Changbin was already up folding clothes into our bags. We have a 24 hour flight infront of us, as we're practically flying across half of the globe.

"Good morning," he mumbled, not giving me morning kiss as he always does.

"Hi," and that was it. End of the conversation.

When we get out of the hotel my first thing I did was to locate Hyunjin, I ran to him and I even sat next to him in the car to the airport as Changbin was in another car. I didn't want to hurt him like this, but it would break me if he rejected me first.

"Is everything alright between you two?" Hyunjin whispered just minutes before our stop on the airport.

"Yeah, why?" I said with a fake smile on my lips.

"You're sitting next to me in another car. You're doing everything together."

"I wanted to talk to you. He know about this," I lied.

"Oh okay," he said.

When we got to the plane I sat closer to the window. Changbin looked really down today and I was blaming myself.

The flight passed relatively fast, I was sleeping half the way and the other was just looking through my phone and watching movies with Changbin.

We got out of the plane and we headed through rainy Barcelona to our hotel. Europe is beautiful and I'm sure I want to go back here. I was glad I'm spending it with Changbin even if he doesn't talk much, which is very weird feeling as he can't shut up other time.

I wanted to go into Hyunjin's room when Changbin fall asleep in our bed, but I knocked on the wrong door again, meeting with demonic eyes.

"Hi kitten," he said, grabbed my neck and pulled me into his room, I didn't have chance to defense myself.

"I knew you couldn't resist," he said pressing his lips againts my neck.

"Fuck off," I said and pulled away from him, hitting the front door behind me.

I quickly opened the door just to see Changbin standing on the hall talking with Felix.

"Where were you?"

"Uhm-I wanted to go into Hyunjin's room but I knocked on the wrong door and-"

"With who you were?"

"Akuma is there," I mumbled.

"Let's go to our room," he said, immediately heading into our room.

I followed him quietly when he banged the door behind him. He looked very pissed.

"Why did I hear someone hit the door and then you ran away from the door?" he said with eyes focused on me. He looked angry and I was getting scared.

"Because I-"

"I see, you don't have to continue," he said angry, sitting on the edge of the bed.

"I think I want to go home."

"What?" he looked at me swiftly.

"I want to go home. I don't want to be here and listen to this shit," I said confidently.

"Because you're fucking cheating on me?" he said, tear escaping his eye. It was first time I saw him crying and probably this was the day I saw him for the last time too.

"You don't understand," I said with my trembling voice.

"Understand what? You lied and then you're in his room for god knows how long as I'm sleeping? With the fucking hickey?" he said quietly, his voice breaking every sentence. I looked at my neck to see red hickey Akuma placed just minutes ago, I didn't even feel it when he did that.

I really wish I could tell him everything. About the abuse and how I'm not taking this well. How I just want to be protected. But by telling him I would just ruin his life.

I've rather ruin mine.

"Please baby," I said but he closed the door behind him, leaving me alone in the room.

I quickly grabbed my purse and the smaller bag I was having in the room and ran through the door. On the airport.

This was the moment where I wasn't thinking. I was running just to catch the first taxi parked infront of the hotel, leaving him behind me, leaving Akuma behind me.

He doesn't deserve me. 

I'm just a void, epitome of fucking nothing.