She couldn't cry. She was hurt but had no energy left to cry. Her head was dizzy and the buzzing inside her ears didn't stop.
It hurt. It really, truly, deeply hurt.
She thought Minjeong was different, what they had was real and she'd love her no matter what.
I was wrong, huh?
Jimin gathered herself together. She breathed the oxygen inside and out of her lungs to calm down. "So be it," she encouraged herself. It wasn't the first time for her to be thrown out because of her terrible past so she got used to it. She had to get used to it.
With all the dignity she had left, she collected all her stuff. She was so lost in her mind, replaying the moments she had with Minjeong, all the bad and good memories. She didn't regret it, not even a second she could regret it.
She should've seen this coming. Minjeong reacted really badly when the incident with the certain oppa happened before. It was a misunderstanding but she disappeared - not really disappeared since they met at the hospital for a couple minutes- for days but still, without communication whatsoever.
So what did she expect? Her past was horrible, she was a horrible person and now she had to accept it if Minjeong finally lost it.
Every beginning has an end. So did their relationship. She'd move on, someday, and when she looked back to this certain time, it'd be a precious lesson.
"Done packing?" Minjeong studied at the door frame with her arms folded in front of her chest.
You really can't wait to kick me out?
"A bit more," she replied shortly.
Jimin speeded up the cleaning. It wasn't possible to pack everything in such a short amount of time. She was about to ask Minjeong's permission to leave half of her stuff here when she felt a soft peck on her right cheek.
Her eyes bulged wide as she gasped at the sudden intimate contact.
"I think that is enough for tonight," she spoke calmly. Minjeong took Jimin's hand in hers. Nothing had changed, the way she held her hand. It was the same firm yet gentle and protective grip.
Jimin felt like she was being hypnotized. What was with all this chaos? She followed Minjeong's lead without questioning or complaining. Her brain was paralyzed, she couldn't process anything.
She blinked a couple times before realizing that she was standing in the middle of Minjeong's bedroom.
Minjeong stroked Jimin unnoticeable scar tenderly. Her eyes were dim and tired.
"I have a creepy confession to make," she said with a low voice hoarsely. "There are many nights that I couldn't sleep. I toss and turn around over and over again but I still can't sleep. So then I get out to stare at your door, your dark room by the ventilation for hours. I never peek inside your room, I swear. I also sometimes stick my ear to your door hoping to hear your steady breath. I'm not a creepy person, I can guarantee you that. I just miss you too much and you're just a door away from me, I can't help myself." The way she spoke, it was more like she was vomiting all the words she'd been keeping inside without too much thought.
Minjeong leaned in and attached her lips onto Jimin's. The latter froze, she couldn't kiss her back.
"Kiss me please, Yuji," Minjeong pleaded, and she kissed her again. "Don't leave me, I beg you. Kiss me," she whispered.
Jimin felt her cheeks dampened. She cupped Minjeong's face and detached their joined lips.
"Yuji..." Minjeong started to sob. "Please don't go. I love you, I can't- I won't survive without you. Please," she begged again. "I don't care about what they say, I don't care even if the world hates you. I love you, don't leave, please."
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Fanfiction"The whole idea was a mess, in fact it was stupid. To get married with someone who's practically a stranger to me was already an absurd concept. But having a child with her was another level of ridiculousness." - Kim Minjeong - [ Winrina Adaption ]...
