- Royal !¡ au
- ❝ Haven't changed a bit, have you?
Still pretending to be untouchable. ❞
- ❝ You're hardly worth
my attention, Hongjoong. ❞
Ended : 28/01/24
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The reverberation of the car door echoed Yuna's frustration as she slammed it shut. She massaged her temples, the tension from the encounter with her mother evident on her face.
Hongjoong, glancing at her from the driver's seat, remarked with a sympathetic smile, "Didn't go well, I suppose."
Resting her head against the headrest, Yuna let out a heavy sigh. "You can assume," she replied, the weight of the conversation lingering in the air.
As Hongjoong skillfully reversed the car, he added, "Well, if that makes you feel better, my side didn't go well either."
The vehicle maneuvered smoothly, each turn mirroring the complexity of the situations they found themselves in.
Curiosity sparked in Yuna's eyes as she turned to face Hongjoong, "You told your parents too?" His grin hinted at the inevitability of the situation.
"You sent me an abrupt text saying, 'I'm gonna tell them, pick me up in 10,' so I assumed it's gonna reach my parents too in no time."
The hum of the engine accompanied the revelation. "So, how'd she react?" Yuna inquired, her gaze reflecting a blend of understanding and empathy.
Hongjoong's smile faded slightly, "Well, she was not very happy."
Yuna nodded, a silent acknowledgment of shared struggles. "I get it. Mom asked me to break up with you," she admitted, the weight of those words hanging in the confined space of the car.
"Oh."
Hongjoong's expression tensed, a silent acknowledgment of the challenge ahead.
Yuna, seeking solace in the shared warmth, reached for his free hand, interweaving their fingers. Hongjoong met her eyes, and with softness in her eyes, she stated, "I'm not going to do it, you know?"
Her boyfriend responded with a nod, focusing on the road again. "Yeah, I know."
Their intertwined fingers symbolized a pact, a commitment to face the complexities together.
The road stretched ahead, a metaphor for the journey they were embarking on, filled with uncertainties and challenges, yet navigated hand in hand.
As the car cruised through the city streets, Yuna felt a mix of emotions swirling within her.
The city lights blurred into streaks of colors, mirroring the complexities of their intertwined lives.
Hongjoong, sensing her contemplation, broke the silence, "Princess, this is going to be tough, but we'll face it together." His voice carried a comforting assurance that resonated in the confined space of the car.
Yuna nodded, a silent acknowledgment of the challenges ahead. "I don't want to lose you, Hongjoong," she confessed, her grip on his hand tightening as if trying to anchor herself in the uncertainty.
He squeezed her hand in response, his gaze fixed on the road ahead. "I don't want to lose you either, Yuna. We'll find a way through this, okay?"
The weight of his words carried a promise, a commitment to weather the storms that lay ahead.
The car turned a corner, the cityscape transforming as they navigated through the labyrinth of urban intricacies.
Yuna's mind raced with thoughts of defiance and resilience, fueled by the warmth of Hongjoong's hand in hers.
As they approached a familiar intersection, Hongjoong glanced at Yuna, his eyes reflecting determination. "Let's find a quiet place, away from the chaos, and talk about how we're going to handle this. Together."
Yuna met his gaze, a spark of gratitude in her eyes. In that moment, the car became a sanctuary, a space where their connection transcended the challenges surrounding them.
The journey continued, each passing street signifying a step closer to the unknown, yet their entwined fingers spoke of a shared resolve to face whatever lay ahead.
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