The dinner is amazing, my aunty looks amazing, her hair is styled just like she likes it and her outfit is wonderful. Aperencewise she might fit into the beauty standard, but I do not find her beautiful because of that, she is simply just beautiful without the dress and styled hair. Her daily outfits and style are far from what society finds beautiful, she likes pants, suits, flat shoes and beer. Yet she still manages to enjoy being in a dress, wearing make-up, styling her hair and wearing heels. She is a wonderful woman, I wish for her to be happy forever.
I pour a glass of wine for my father who pats my back as a thank you because his mouth is full of food. I look away from our table and let myself relax with my own glass of wine in my hand. I look at the statue in the middle of the square which every restaurant or cafe is facing towards. On the other side of the statue, I see a tall male wearing a leather jacket next to him is another male about the same height holding a bottle of wine in his right hand while his left is around the guy with the leather jacket. I look away from the males and turn my attention towards my aunty who is talking to someone behind her, turns out it is one of her old friends from when she went to the school when she was around my age or a bit older. I let my eyes travel away from my aunty and focus on my glass of wine that I wanna finish. "I am going for a smoke, wanna join?" Leonardo asks, I nod and finishes my wine quickly. We both stand up and walk away from our table leaving father and aunty behind.
"Are you okay?" Leonardo asks as he pulls out a pack of cigarettes, I just nod and sit down on the stone that is placed by the water "Want one?" He offers, I look at it and nod again so he brings out his lighter to light his own and then hands it to me. We smoked for a bit, and just as we are about to head back someone walks up to us "Hey can I borrow your lighter?-" I look up from where I am sitting and see one of the males that earlier stood by the statue, he looks down and into my eyes and suddenly I realise who it is. It is one of Yoongi's friends "Hey- you are M/N right?" Oh no... I nod and from behind of the male, I see his other friend coming closer. It is also one of Yoongi's friends. "M/N? Hey, long time no see, how are you?" The other male without the leather jacket steps closer to me and gives me a hug "I... I am good I think, what about you?" "Ah we are great, how are you and Yoongi?-" The guy with the jacket slaps his friend "Dude do not ask that question" But the guy without the jacket looks confused but suddenly realises what his friend meant, he turns back to me with wide eyes "Oh... I am so sorry I totally forgot..." I rub the back of my neck and shake my head from side to side. "It is fine... I have not talked to him for a while..." I answer truthfully, ignoring the fact that I have forgotten their names because it has been so long since I last saw them.
We talk for a little while, and I get to remember that the guy without the jacket is Taehyung and the guy with the leather jacket is Jeongguk. I tell Jeongguk and Taehyung about how Yoongi and I broke up and how Yoongi did not contact me since. And that I have stopped waiting for him for a while now. I can see how guilty they look for hearing about Yoongi's words and behaviour. "Do you want us to talk to him?-" "No. Well talk to him if you want to, he is your friend but does not mention anything about me or the fact that I waited for him. He is meant to realise how his words and actions have hurt me" They both nod at my words, they understand how I feel. We say goodbye and I walk with Leonardo back to the table, I can sense that he is tired and that he got some questions for me to answer, but not tonight.
We all leave town and drive off to home, aunty drives us home since she is the one who drives the best in the dark, and she only had a small glass of wine, unlike my father who is clearly tipsy. We all go to sleep, in my sleep I dream of running into Yoongi. But running into him seems not to be the best experience in my dream, he becomes aggressive in his way of expressing his emotions about us breaking up. He yells and names me a few ugly words, that I believe he never would say. I feel stuck because of how he handled the situation back then, I feel stuck because I know that the moment I run into him, I do not know how I would react.
And I hate that... Will I cry? Will I leave without a word? Will I yell back if he starts to yell? Will I stay and forgive him? Will he and I ever be able to go back to how it was?
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Love Fool | YoongixMalereader | ✔
FanficIt is 1983 in the world. The Korean War and the first and second World Wars are also over. In a small town in Italy by the coast, M/N lives with his parents and his aunty. On a normal Thursday M/N meets a man who invites him to the local party for t...