chapter 5

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Jimin's pov I don't know,why ? dad is  after me , returning

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Jimin's pov
I don't know,
why ?
dad is  after me , returning ...
I had told him several times I won't  be back
I came here far away ... To forget him ...
I don't want to remember him again going to that country ... Will make things just  like it was in the past
..
He  ( dad ) doesn't know  .. it .. but .. it's really painful .
It took me years  to forget him to come out of it all, and finally get back with my life ..
 
But yesterday he sounded really serious ..
I must return  .. that's what he said .
I wonder what's wrong ..
I am done with my business studies i have no reason to deny ..
Besides it's been so long ..
I don't know anything about him ..
I wont meet him for sure ...
And ... Even if he shows up ...
Will he remember me ..
Things have changed ..
I grew up and he might too .
Feelings have changed ...
He doesn't matter to me ... At all

I came in the morning. I was jetlagged that's why i stayed in my room ..
Dad and mom went out in foreign ..
He called me  here  just to take care of the company ..  I fell on my bed ... Shutting my eyes closed ..

In the evening i saw someone outside ...  In  front of the entrance his face wasn't visible ..
I called Mr SONG  and he ..said that he is the  new guy going to stay with us .

Why do we have to keep a stranger in our house ...?  I scolded him ..
Suddenly I remembered
i totally forgot in my exhaustion that dad had mentioned this before ..
I told the butler to tell him to come inside ,it's cold outside
    I don't mind it , dad  wouldn't let just anyone enter   work and house ..
I don't care as long as he doesn't trouble me ..
I went inside to take a shower ..
I looked into the reports of that guy ...
My eyes popped out ....
Looking at the face and name ...
Suga......
Why....?? ...
Why ... Dad ..
I threw the papers on the floor ...
Breaking the lights ...
  I put so much effort and he did this ..
It's not possible for dad to know anything ...
It's just a coincidence ... I know ...
But why ... Him... ..
Why am I worried ..?
He is nothing to me ... He never was ....
Park jimin .... Is not  that same guy ...anymore ...
Surely things have changed ...
And you too Suga ...
I said ... Falling on my bed ...
The butler came and began to clean the stuff ..
  Where is he now?  i asked ..
He is in his room master ....
Mr song answered ...
Which ??
The one in the left sir ....
  He answered ..
Can't believe you dad
I muttered pissed off .
It was soon to be dinner ....
I  was at the table .... Waiting for him ...
I told the butler to get him .
   I was surprised when i saw him in just pajama ..
How dare he, coming dress like that ...
How can someone come wearing that  in front of anyone ..
He   had no idea .. about me ...
As Mr Song has said ...
I was annoyed ... But he.. looks cute in that ..
No .... Jimin ...
Don't be naive ...
I cleared my throat ..
He introduced himself ...
Hearing my name he was stiff ... But ... He drifted his attention to the food ...
He didn't react that much ... Does he ... Even remember me ...
Great ... If he doesn't ..that's  better for both of us .. he was just a mere attraction , nothing more ...
I said to myself .
I was eating when i looked at him ...
He looked down for some reason .. i thought he might be happy looking at his favourite stuff ..
He used to beam in delight .... Whenever he had his favourite food in front of him then why ... Is he ... ?
Sad.... Looking at them ...
  It could be that he doesn't feel like eating it ...
I thought  that but when he  said no to the desert ... It surprised me ..
  As far as i remember ... He loved pastries more than his life ..
He left the table ... I looked into his eyes ...
It was glossy... Is he crying ... I thought .
He  said goodnight to me and left ..
Before my butler goes to stop him, i  gesture him to stay ...
Ofcourse ... It's not allowed to leave the table without my permission  .... But ...
He doesn't know about it
That's why letting it go ..
I finished the food and went into  the study room ..
Preparing for tomorrow ..
Why the hell am i still  thinking about it i said pulling my hairs ... I called Mr song ...
Fire the cook i told him ...
Look for the best chef ... I instructed him ..
He nodded ..

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