Familiar Stranger// Wonwoo X Reader

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By now I had put through enough of her. My parents didn't raise me to be scared of someone's baseless threats.
I demanded to meet Wonwoo in order to clarify things and stormed off towards Mrs. Jeon's room.
My steps halted at the sight of an enraged man stepping out of the room. Indeed it was Wonwoo.
He seemed angry from his stance of walking which made me stop in my tracks.

Wonwoo had neither looked around for me nor did he care to notice me right in front;
Time went by in milliseconds as he rushed past me as if I was not even there.
He just stormed out of the room towards his.

"See.. He doesn't seem to care much about you anyways.", the old maid's words rang like metal bells in my empty head.
At that point, all I could see was what was before my eyes.
Even if seeing was not believing, I had no choice but to believe that what the head maid said, was in fact all true.
Wonwoo did seemed to have lied to me after all.

That's when I decided not to stay another minute in the Jeon's household and immediately went to my room to change.
I needed nothing that belongs to the Jeon's.
Now all I needed was to leave.

As I walked past the corridor alone, I saw Jungkook running outside in a hurry.
"Yeah Jimin I'm almost there", he put the phone in his pocket, while he picked up his jacket over his arm.

"Why did you change already Y/n?
By the way.. You looked good in my shopping", he winked it me and ran ahead.
And I realized Wonwoo had lied yet again, about the clothes not being exclusively for me.
He left me utterly confused with a bunch of strange feelings.
What do I do with them now.
Whether he likes me or hates me, there's no point if he doesn't convey it to me.
And I was not going to bear with insults while waiting for him to speak up.
Thus, I left.
Left for good.

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I took a cab home without notifying Wonwoo and might as well have shed some tears while on the way.
The fact was just hard to believe that it all happened right in front of me, yet I was clueless about it.
If I see the events of my week, they were like an emotional Rollercoaster which had absolutely drained all of my energy.
Now I just wanted to have a bubble bath at home and stay inside to collect my scattered emotions.
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Reaching home I found my mother sitting by the fireplace looking through her phone.

"Oh Darling, you're home?
How is your friend?"

"umm"

"You stayed so long at her place I was worried about you catching a cold too."

"Yeah.. I was in the adjacent room, just taking care of her as I texted you before", I let out a chill breath.
I didn't catch any flu but here's what I just caught...
Feelings.

As I was ascending the stairs she interrupted,
"come down soon, your dad would be here any minute."
And I remembered, my dad had gone for a business meeting overseas and was scheduled to return on Saturday night... That is, tonight.

"Yeah mom", I forced a smile at her.

Honestly, nothing feels good anymore.
The thought of Wonwoo overloaded my head like a flooded river which knows no bounds.
Nevertheless, I proceeded with cleaning up and went back to greet my father.

"Oh Y/n, you're back.
Good to see you both at home", my father hugged both of us right when he came through the door.
My father's embrace melted all my worries as I held onto him tightly.
The hug was so special to me that I involuntarily teared up.

"What happened baby, did you miss him too much?", my mother chuckled lovingly at the sight of me hugging my father.

"Too much", I could only sob.

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                    While Y/n proceeded with her decision to live her 'normal' life again;
Wonwoo, on the other hand was not on the same page.
Back in the Jeons household, it was evening when the mansion looked gloomy, to the point that there was pin drop silence in the house.
The major reason for the silence being Jungkook, known to be the jester, who had yet to return from his band practice,
Niether the servants, nor Wonwoo himself ever dared to question his mother's decision. Amidst the grave silence, suddenly a petrifying crash of crystal glass on the cold tile reverberated across the corridors.

"SIR ARE YOU ALR-"

"SIRR!", the servants all ran across his room and tried their best to take the  half broken glass from his hand.
In the middle of the commotion, sat Wonwoo with an enraged mien.
He was angry at a lot of things today but the biggest one was for y/n's ambiguous leave.

"Which one of you is responsible for this?
I'll make you dearly pay.", he quietly looked down, hands trembling with the agony he wasn't able to keep in any longer.
He knew Y/n wouldn't leave the house and him behind without saying anything unless and until someone had ordered her otherwise.

"I know it's not Mister Jung", he pointed to the butler,
"Nor my mother......

Because I never told her about any girl being here."

"So it is definitely one of you rats who's responsible for this
now Tell Me", Wonwoo sternly commanded yet no one answered.

Wonwoo looked like he was about to break down when his head fell into his hands, light sobs audible. That's when Mr. Jung directed the oblivious servants to leave the room.

"Sir, please don't be like this. She might come back tomorrow.

You told me she was nervous to meet your mother,
Well maybe she needed time to think.
Maybe she wasn't ready."
Mr. Jung tried putting Wonwoo's logic to a positive side.

"I should have told her about my plan beforehand.. She-", he looked up with desperate eyes.

"Please.. Give her some time, she could be back tomorrow for all we know..
Why would she ditch This place?", he meant the house..the filthy rich house.

"You think so?", Wonwoo was practically not in his full senses.
He had already encountered several sleepless nights ago and last night he didn't sleep worrying about Y/n sleeping alone in a new place.

She must be needing me right now, he had pondered upon his plan for introducing her to his mother for the whole night.

Mr. Jung helped Wonwoo back into his bed and advised him to wait till the next day to which Wonwoo complied after some stubbornness.

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