Starting With You. /S.Coups x Reader/

44. Dealing With You.

Taerin's Pov.

I rang up Seungcheol and he picked it up rapidly. "Seungcheol..I'm lost." I said and I watched him run out for me. I sighed, hanging up. "Thanks.." I followed him and he smiled.

"No problem." We walked in silence beside one another as we looked at opposite directions from eachother. Then only now, did everything come to mind..I was close friends with an idol and I may have feelings for him. I knew famous people..It gave me a slight fear, as the air became rather stiffening.

Maybe I wasn't doing the right thing. Maybe I shouldn't be with Seungcheol- He's out of my league and who knows what his fans may do to me..I'm nervous..What if everything like before happens again, are we just going to split up again? Do I have to hide, I-

Then I felt fresh ait re-enter me as my hand hit Seungcheol's..We both moved our heads at eachother. "Sorry.." We both said awkwardly.

But then he took my hand with ease "We'll just be careful, hm?" He smiled, and I nodded. That's right..Whatever happens, he'll be there for me and I'll be there for him.

It's just that I want to be friends with him and he wants to stay friends with me. That's all that matters, right? He walked me all the way to the bus station. I took it to my house where Baekho and my Dad were standing in front of. I said my goodbyes to Seungcheol before returning back to my irritated side. Seeing both of them made my blood pressure high.

"Get in." I unlocked the door as they both went in. "So what did your Dad say?" I glared at Baekho with anger.

"He-" My Dad tried speaking for him.

"I asked Baekho. You're not his Dad are you? Or- I apologize..You're an old man so you can't even remember much anymore.? What a stupid excuse." I scoffed. He widened his eyes at me and then lowered his head. "So?" I still had waited for Baekho's comment.

"Bitch." He was growling at me like an animal.

"Pfft. So now you're switching up? What happened to the guy who gave me a matching keychain? Asshole. Take it back. I never liked it." I threw the keychain that was still in my jacket pocket. I threw it at him for him to catch and stare at it. "Now do I have to call your damn Father for him to say it or are you unable to say a few fucking words?" I wasn't happy at all, and I was still doing everything in a dress. I wanted to go back to Seungcheol.

"He told me I have to move..For disrespecting a wonderful woman. More like a shitty one." He was getting rather comfortable by leaning back.

"Go fuck yourself. Lucky I accepted the likes of you. If I hadn't met any of my other friends, you'd be living on the streets..Because before I met them, I was the true asshole back then and you don't want to see it." I smirked, crossing my legs. "So I found you a place. The dorms at the university. And Dad, I don't want anymore visitors. I'm not a 10 year old anymore where you can fill that girl with a bunch of lies and leave her with them." I snapped at my Dad.

He couldn't speak with me and I didn't know I had such a ridiculous Father. "So now you can't even speak. You treat Baekho more as a son than you ever treated me as a family member." I laughed.

"I always gave you money- I kept you safe until you were old enough to care for yourself." There was the 'Dad' I knew who had to stand up for himself.

"What 10,000 won each year? And safe? You were out doing something until early 5am in the morning. I was practically by myself. I cooked for myself at the age of 12. Why can't you open that brain and realize that you blame me for Mum's leave?." I sighed.

"Fine. I blame you for everything. Ever since you were born. I never wanted you." He finally gave in.

"Now that's the guy I know." I bit my lip, hurting after hearing it.

Baekho's Pov.

I was just sitting there, but honestly..After hearing Mr. Lee say that to his own daughter. I must say that it was harsh. Their bond was broken off a long time ago..Or maybe one hadn't even formed when she was born.

But there was no absolute way that you could bring these 2 people together. The only thing they had shared was their last name..Everything else, they had for themselves and not for eachother.

The tension was huge between them..And the bridge that they had slowly just slipped through the middle and kept them both from knowing a single thing. I knew Taerin always wanted to get closer to her Dad but her Dad wouldn't allow it. He didn't want it, in smaller words.

"Not a single place had felt any sorrow for you. But you must be happy knowing that your Dad doesn't care about you." Mr. Lee spoke, his deep tone coming to surface.

"More or less." Taerin shrugged, keeping her hands together. But her hands were shaking slightly. "You both are wasting my time." She said.

"And what better do you have to do?" Mr. Lee asked, suddenly being protective over the lady.

"In what place do you have the right to ask that?" Taerin raised a brow at him and he then kept his mouth shut. "Anyways. I expect you both to never come see me again..And this house? I don't want it. I'm moving to Seoul." I widened my eyes in shock, hearing that statement.

"What- you don't have enough money.." Mr. Lee was just as a shocked.

"Who said?" She smirked. "I have more money than your whole life's worth." She leaned back, she was completely winning over this problem. She was controlling in the direction she wanted it to go.

"Tsk." He turned his head away in shame.