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Hajin woke up the next day with a massive headache. In fact, her whole body is aching. Which she don't know why even her body aches. She don't remember a thing about the happenings during the party, it was only until she was drinking with Sol-a.

"Hey, you awoke" Jaemin enters the room, a white plain shirt and gray sweatpants on his figure and a glass of water on his hand. "My body ache" She mumbles lying back down. "I know but you need to stand up, we have plans, don't you remember?"

"No, I don't remember a thing" she sighs closing her eyes. "Come on, have some water first" Jaemin pull her up, his muscles flexing in every move he does. "My head aches" She whines leaning her head on the man's shoulder. "You drank a lot last night, that's what happened. I told you to drink moderately" Jaemin handed her the glass of water he fetch from downstairs.

"Did you bring me here?" She lean away from the man to look at him better. "Who else?" Jaemin frowns. "Then, what happened after you bring me here?" It's her time to frown this time. "You don't remember? Not even a thing?" Jaemin raise a brow. "No"

"You lead me!"

"What?!" She gasp. "You even said that you're fine carrying my child already!" In this case, she don't know if Jaemin is playing with her or not cause she don't remember a thing. "Are you serious?" She ask in daze. "I am serious. Come on, we're going somewhere"

"I don't want to. I'm too embarrassed to face the people downstairs, I'm sure I'm such an embarrassment last night" She whines. "You're not" Jaemin chuckles. "Stop laughing!" She screams only for Jaemin to let out a new fit of laughter.

"Let's-" Jaemin stops in the middle of his words, his ears spotting an unusual footsteps nearing the room they're occupying. Without further ado, he grab the nearest shirt and jacket he could get.

"What's wrong?" Hajin raise a brow in confusion wearing the shirt he holds. He put on the jacket he got, lifting the hood up. Jaemin fish out his car keys handing it to Hajin. "Hajin, I want you to listen. There's no time. You know my car, right? Wait for there. Make sure to get in and lock all the doors"

"What?"

"If I'm not back within 10 minutes, leave" He stares at the woman's eyes, he pull out a revolver on his waistband giving it to Hajin. "If I hear a shot coming from this, I'll run to you. Wait for me in 10,okay?"

"Jaemin, what's happening?" Hajin stares at him, worry visible on her feature.

"I'll explain everything, flew, hurry"

Jaemin shut the door behind him, before the person could even grasp on the knob. "What the fuck are you doing here?" He snaps at his auntie. The Auntie he last seen months ago. "That's not how you greet an older, my dear nephew" Huang annoyingly smiles at him.

Jaemin sighs looking down on his wristwatch. He has 7 minutes left. "What are you really doing here?" He repeats his question. "I'm here to fetch my son and his wife" Huang replied. "Leave" He lift his weapon in anger. "Leave!" He shouts, his anger taking over his sane.

He could not let Renjun go into another wave of humiliation just because of a woman he identifies as the first woman in his life he has love. "It's rude to shout at someone older than you, Jaemin" Huang snaps. "I don't think you're here to talk about how much of a old maniac you are, tell me what you want"

"If I said I want you out of my son's perfect life, will you?"

"You're really mess up" He scoffs, not believing what he just heard. "Stop messing my son's life just because yours is mess up, Jaemin, grow up" Huang provokes. "You grow up. They said as you grow old so is your mindset but you, you just grow old nothing else"

"Leave Renjun alone, you're no mother to him"

With one last deadly stare for the older, he walk down the stairs with his heads up. "Oh, right" He stops halfway through the stairs. "I won" He provokes, a scoff escaping his mouth as he exit the house. Just when he was out, his anger rose up to the highest level he could ever imagine.

"And I will win more"

"Jaemin! What happened?" Jaemin sat in the driver seat, starting the engine and driving out of the residence. "Nothing, are you okay? How did you jump?" He ask. "Mark help me and he drives away. He said you'll meet him somewhere" Hajin answers while Jaemin made a U turn. "Yeah, I know"

"Are..are you okay?" Hajin hesitates to ask the male's whereabouts. "I'm fine. I came to face your mother-in-law" Jaemin admits. "What..what did she say?" The woman stutters. "Nonsense? What else? Just about Renjun and of course, you"

"What did you do?"

"Nothing. I defend Renjun like what I want to do right from the start. It was hard, I almost cried" Jaemin gulps, his adams apple moving up and down. "Let's not talk about it, huh?" Hajin smiles, assuring Jaemin. "Thank you"

The rest of the ride were quiet. It was suffocating, at least for Jaemin. He don't know if the woman is stopping herself from asking question just to not hurt him but it pains him knowing he can't open up to Hajin despite knowing her for almost throughout his life.

Maybe he's really sick. He's having a hard time opening his stone heart and all he know was to use his power towards the woman, nothing else.

Hajin jump down the car, stretching her aching limbs. She lost count of how long they are driving but she just woke up hearing a strong wind. It only indicates that they're in a province. Probably far from Seoul. "Where are we?" She face Jaemin who exits the car, holding his coat on his arm.

"Gangwon" Jaemin answers, his hair getting brush up by the strong wind. "What are we doing here?" She ask more. "We'll stay here in the meantime. Let's go" Jaemin entwine their fingers together.

"Will we be fine here?" She stares at Jaemin's side profile. "You'll be fine here" Jaemin answers. "How about you?" She stops walking, making Jaemin stops as well. "How about you? Will you be fine here?" She repeats. "I...I'll be fine"

"You hesitates, so you're not. Let's go somewhere else, somewhere you're fine. I'll drive" She insist. "No, Hajin. I'll be fine here, as long as you're with me" Jaemin force a smile. "Are you really?" The female question. "Cause no matter how long we are together, you don't seem to be saying anything that really comes from your heart"

"Hajin, will you give me time?"

"It's hard for me too! I wanted to tell you what I really felt, I want to tell you what I really want but something inside me is stopping me. Maybe because, I'm thinking that what if you laugh? What if you think like I'm just overthinking?"

"What if this time, it is you who will left me"

"Whatever. What's the use of having the pleasure to spend the rest of your life with me if a single problem you won't share it to me" Hajin yank his hand away stomping towards the house in front of them. Jaemin sighs pushing his hair back. He was annoyed. Not to Hajin but to himself. He hates himself for being like this.

"Hyung, Hajin?" He strip his shoes, stepping onto the wooden floor and shutting the door behind him. "In the room, she ignores your Grandma and slam the door" Mark answered. "My Grandma is here? She said she'll be away" He raise a brow. "She wanted to see you. Anyway, she's cooking meal right now. Go get Hajin"

Nodding, he approach the wooden door. Nostalgia started hitting him. It's been whole 15 years since he went to his Grandma from his Mother side. The 15 years he hasn't been in, he's sure anything will make him feel emotional.

Taking a deep breath, he twist the knob entering. Same interior when he was 6 welcome him. His toys and even his books were in the same place, always clean and untouched. "Hajin" He calls. "Sorry, can we not fight right now? My Grandma is out cooking for us, let's go eat first" He shakes the figure under the blanket. "Should I eat you instead?"

"Bro, you're so disgusting, what the hell?"

He jolt up only to see Haechan tuck in his bed. "What are you doing here?" He ask, still shook. "I arrive with Mark. Hajin is in the other room" Before Jaemin could process what's happening, the door open revealing Renjun. "What are you doing here? Hajin is at the room next door"

"Bro! He just dirty talk me, what the hell? I've never been so disgusted in my life!"

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