Inked

Chapter 8

I feel better after meeting some of my old friends. I love how being a superstar didn't matter in friendship, it feels real. As I was driving my way back home, I halted at a red light.

My gaze drifted off to the footpath and the blood in my veins boiled watching Sora's so-called boyfriend linking arms with another woman, talking with a deceptive smile.

The light turned green but I was in no mood of leaving now, I parked in the side lane and placed on my mask. I trudged towards his unwanted presence as anger was piling up in my throat.

The woman who was linking arms with him walked inside a house and he waved back at her just like he did for Sora, with a blush and a broad grin. Just because she doesn't have his name on her wrist doesn't mean he can cheat on her!

He turned back only to experience my fist hitting his face. He got up, perturbed but I got him by his collar.

"You fucker-"

"What the fuck, who in hell-" I charged him with another blow and he stumbled down weakly.

I scoffed, "You weak jerkass. You think you can cheat on Sora? You think you can do-"

"What are you talking about mister?" He got up and his reluctance was only making me more angry. God! He'll make her so sad.

"I never cheated on her. Did she tell you that?" He asked and that audacity!

"Does she have to tell me when I can see your irritating form with another woman while you're dating her-"

"We broke up!" He spoke.

"You think you can cheat on her and go like- what?" I was taken aback and my face muscles relaxed. A wave of assuagement riding over my body.

"O- oh?"

"Yesterday. I didn't cheat on her. I just did not knew that I had a mark. Honestly, it's the first time in my life when I felt sad that I had a mark. She was a wonderful woman, but unfortunately I didn't deserve her," he said. All things aside... Did he said yesterday?

"You broke up yesterday. You mean... yesterday?"

"Yeah. I told her as soon as I came to know. You really made me bleed dude," he expressed, wiping off a streak of blood from his lower lip.

"I... I am so sorry," I apologised.

"It's okay. But you're Yoongi, aren't you?"

I checked the mask on my face and felt more embarassed than ever.

"I would have really charged back at you. But I am an army too! Can I get an autograph instead?" He asked and I was taken aback but nodded.

I gave him the autograph and apologized again before leaving the scene. Did I really said to her that she doesn't deserve love when she broke up? I haven't met a bigger jerk than me. Dammit!

I sighed as I pulled over at my house and walked in with a heavy heart only to recieve an empty carton hitting my head. My eyes closed for a few seconds, interpreting what just happened.

"You idiot! I said return soon, didn't I?" My mom chided from the sofa.

"Aish," I whined, "I just got engaged in certain things. Let's go now!"

"I came back already! It was Sora's parents' death anniversary. I thought you could be there this time but no! You're an idiot like always-"

"What?" My eyes literally widened and my jaw dropped. How much more does she want to make me guilty?

"Forget it. I've made-"

"Mom. I'll come back later," I replied in haste while she was still speaking something. I got into the car and raced off to the liquor shop. I didn't knew what wine she bought but I just bought the most expensive one they had.

I would have got something better if it was Seoul. I don't really know many places here. But nevertheless, I just took it and drove back to our locality.

My heart thudded when I stood at her door. I didn't care if she would thwart me out, I deserve it. I just wasn't ready to see her face with the same misery as today morning. It aches me to even think about it.

I let out a steadying breath before pressing the doorbell switch.

Unanticipated, she opened with a not so worried expression. A sweet smile and the background music being 'Better when I'm dancing.' That provided me with such solace that I can't express in words.

"Hm? Anything?"

"I just wanted to apologise for today..."

And very much known, she laughed. Hysterically. Almost like a maniac.

"Repeat?" She asked and I rolled my eyes.

"Just shut it. Okay?"

"Bro. It's you who doesn't know how to take a joke. Not me! Ahh, I should have recorded it," she grinned. I grinned too. Yes. I shouldn't grin over the fact that I was being mocked at but I was!

"I brought you some wine. I was nearby and I remembered that it got broken today so..." I motioned the paper bag towards her which she took with alacrity.

"Ooooo," she cooed. "That's the one good thing you did in your entire life."

She turned back to just close the door again but stopped and glanced at me again.

"Um... Since you brought it. Wanna have a drink?"

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