Illusion | JJK X Reader

12: Busan

Lost, broken and almost...dead.

I left my last living part inside that penthouse, because I didn't want to hurt him anymore.

Kim Taehyung

This name was the reason why I existed. The reason I survived and didn't give up my life. And what did I do was just betraying him. I didn't deserve him at all.

Brushing those thoughts away, I looked around the cafeteria and spotted a table beside the window. While avoiding eye contact, I made my way to the table and sat down with my Americano in my hands.

The weather was cloudy and I hated that. It made me feel choked to look up at the sky, so I just tapped on a random song and closed my eyes.

That faint voice of yours that grazed me
Please call my name one more time
I'm standing still under the frozen light, but
I will walk towards you, step by step
Still with you.

A tiny teardrop escaped my eyes as his melodic voice echoed into my ears.

Why is it so painful? Why should I be in so much pain?

I hated being this weak. I hated loving him so much. I hated the way he was my one and only comfort person...I missed him.

I wiped my tears after opening my eyes and headed outside to get ready for my plane.

Busan.

The city where my parents were born, also the place they first met...and lastly the destination of a lost soul.

"Have a nice flight!" The beautiful young lady with a blue uniform said and guided me inside the plane. "Thank you."

I wasn't a flight person at all, but it was way better than hours of traveling with train.

About one boring hour of flight which I spent by listening to music and trying not to think about my complicated life, passed.

I found myself in Gimhae Airport. From the moment I got off the plane I felt something familiar...my mother. It has been years since she passed out but she was still there...I could feel her.

My stomach grumbled so I decided to eat something before taking a taxi to nowhere.

Something hit me from behind and made my steps unsteady. I stopped to look back and found a masculine figure bowing and getting away with fast steps. He was so fast that I couldn't even see his face.

"Hi. Tteokbokki please." The middle-aged woman smiled. "Hello...it's 7000 W" I soaked my hand inside my pocket to reach out my wallet...but it wasn't there.

I tried my back one as the lady kept tapping her fingers on the counter impatiently. I smiled nervously and searched inside the other one...but it was nowhere to be found...not even my phone.

I was sure that I had put them there. They couldn't disappear all of a sudden.

Oh yes...they could. That bastard who hit me must'd stolen them. I cursed under my breath and tried to put on a straight face as I looked up. "Sorry."

I grabbed the handle of my suitcase and walked away. I was stuck in a city where I didn't know anyone and I didn't have any money.

wondering how I could be luckier than this, I sat down at the bench in the park. I thought about borrowing someone's phone but who was I supposed to call?...I had no one.

Or maybe I just wanted to hide that no one could ever find me...I didn't know either.

Ignoring the Annoying grumbling of my stomach I closed my eyes and gave the voices in my head a chance to grow louder.

"Please...please don't leave me. You're the only one I have....You can't leave me with that beast in this house...I'm scared."  

He get my hands off his sleeve. After a few minutes of silence his lips started moving.
"You're not a child anymore. You should take care of yourself, Y/N."

Y/N...it was the first time he called me like that. I wasn't familiar with those words. He would call me his princess, all the time.

I met his eyes. They were emotionless. He would never look at me that way...with so emptiness. His eyes were always filled with blinding brightness that would make me feel relieved...but he was cold...So cold and scaring.

Tears froze on my skin and nothing trailed off my lips. I just watched him leaving me behind in that hell called house.

Some voices tingled in my ears...something like an air conditioner. The sunlight was annoying as hell so I brought the bedsheets up to cover my head and snuggled into the soft pillow. Its vanilla cologne was so calming...It felt like home.

Wait...bedsheet?...air conditioner?...Pillows?

I opened my eyes wildly and sat up on the bed. The room I was in, was covered with posters and filled with huge speakers. There was an electrical guitar on the wall in front of me.

I shook my head repeatedly. From what I remember I was in the park last time and then...nothing. That's the only thing I remembered.

Am I kidnapped?...no way.

I stood up, with a few steps I found my suitcase beside the wall. I let out a loud sight and wrapped my hands around the doorknob. Some voices from outside stopped me so I listened carefully.

A feminine voice was humming to a random song...a familiar one. Her footsteps started getting closer and closer. I gathered all my urge and opened the door with a quick move.

The lady who was back facing me, turned around. I froze in my place when my eyes stopped in her brown ones.

"Oh...you already woke up, darling?" Her melodic voice made me become sure about her identity.

"Mrs..Mrs. Jeon?!"