Since everyone loved the orginal, it's time we take it up a notch and make it into a sequel!
With so many twists and turns with your favorite idols, nothing is ever boring in KPOP world! So hold your breath and take a love dive!
What was promised to be a special, meaningful evening for both me and Jay had been abruptly turned into me sitting at home by yourself, after Jay called to inform me that he – once again, wouldn't be able to keep his promise to me.
(A/N: This is like the kirean version of Jason derulo's album cover for tattoos!)
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Most of the time, I was completely understanding when things like this came up so suddenly; but this time, Jay was the one who couldn't deal with my your more than understanding narrative – seeing as it was, after all, my birthday.
"Yeah, I'm a bit disappointed but what can we do? Let's just leave it to another night. What time do you think you'll get finished up?" I had responded when he called me to break the news, just as I was just about to leave to go and meet him at the restaurant he had reserved two weeks prior.
"Aren't you...you know, angry with me? Not even a little bit of 'You promised me?'" Jay had asked as he stood outside one of AOMG's recording rooms when he found out he'd be working well into the ridiculous hours of the morning on the eve of my birthday.
"Like I said, I'm disappointed but - not going out tonight isn't the end of the world, Jay" I had laughed, ultimately confusing him in the process. I knew that Jay and the other members of AOMG had been working non-stop the past few weeks with the possibility of a European tour on the cards for them all. Was I angry? Not really, I knew how much something like this would mean to all of them. Instead, rather than getting needlessly worked up, I decided that an encouraging approach would have been far more beneficial to us both.
"You know, sometimes I really don't understand you" Jay sighed through the phone, making me knit your eyebrows together as I mulled over his vague expression.
"What do you mean by that?" I asked, deciding to put him on loudspeaker as I began taking off the makeup you had spent my your time putting on to go and meet him.
Jay let out another exasperated sigh as he caught Kiseok opening the door of the recording room and waving for him to come in and join them all; thus deducting that his presence was needed back there. "I...I'll just cancel the table then. Why do you...actually, never mind. It's fine – I'll talk to you later okay?"
"Jay, wait, what were you going to ask? Don't go – I – "
"(Y/N), just...look, I have to go. I'm sorry – for everything" he hung up before he said something he knew he'd instantly regret. Jay knew that he wasn't' purposefully doing this – and I knew he was all about his music and his team's success; something that I had heavily supported and encouraged him to do throughout my relationship with him, especially in times of his own self-doubt. Never once had I complained about him cancelling on dates, showing up late to promised gatherings – or even when he'd come home at 3am; waking me up in the process. I never complained because I knew that this was his life – busy, hectic and crazy being three words often thrown around to describe it. But ultimately, I never complained because I loved him, and I knew he loved me in turn. Yet despite that, Jay felt like all he did was let me down, time and time again. He knew that I had probably spent the best part of the last two hours doing my hair and make-up, picking out and wearing one of my prettiest dresses – the dress he knew was now being thrown back into the closet and the remnants of your makeup staining several makeup-removal wipes that lay crumpled in the bin in my bathroom.
