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!
"I need some time away from you Kibum, all of this, please."
(A/N: Look at that gaze.)
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He never had quite forgiven himself for what he'd done to me, the way he broke my heart, shattered the future he had promised to me. One mistake, it was all it took, for Kibum to watch his world come crashing down during what was supposed to be one of the happiest times of his life.
Watching me walk away was nothing less than what he deserved, but that didn't stop him hoping for the day that one day you'd find the way to fix things. He still did all of the things that I used to do, walk the same roads, visit the same places, especially the store he knew I loved.
Every day that he could he visited the local coffee store in the hope of finding me. Whilst his hope was small, there was always a small part of him that held out for a little sign from me, a small part that ended up proving him to be right.
As he walked in one afternoon, he never imagined that he'd see me sat at the table that the two of I always used to reserve. Before he even could think, his feet had dragged him across as if I was still his, waiting for him to greet me after a day at work.
"Don't even sit down."
In the midst of his daydream, he had failed to notice my head glance up from my phone at the sound of footsteps. They were easy to recognise, with the fancy heel he wore on most of his shoes, they could only ever belong to one man.
"Just go."
"I can't...Y/N."
Every part of me wanted to tell him to walk away, but instead he took my silence as an invitation to sit himself down after all. My eyes couldn't so much as look at him, despite the hurt that he still carried being so clear. Hurt that was caused all because of his own stupidity.
"What do you want?" I snapped, a little harsher than I intended. "I told you what I wanted; you only came here because of me anyway."
"Which is why I can't stop coming here," he whispered back to me.
"I told you that I wanted time, I told you that I didn't want to be around you, and yet somehow you just can't seem to let me go, can you?" I sighed, shaking my head at him.
The moment it happened, Kibum regretted it. The guilt ate him up for the rest of the tour, never speaking to a soul about it, until he flew home to me. It was a burden he knew he couldn't carry; one he knew he had to confess to.
"How can I let you go when I know I'm the reason we fell apart?" He honestly questioned, "I always told you that I'd try and make things up to you."
My head continued to shake as Kibum continued to say all the right things that he hoped would change your mind. "You broke me, and yet you think you can make things up. Do I really look that easy to you Kim Kibum?"
He hissed loudly at the sound of his name come from my lips, "I never thought of you like that."
It was the same remark he remembered you calling out to him when he came to clean to me about what he'd done. He recalled the way I questioned him, wondering if I gave him the impression that he could walk all over me and things would be alright."
"I still hate myself for what I did to you, and I know that no explanation will ever do enough to prove to you that I regret what happened. But what happened has never stopped me caring for you and wishing the best for you. Call me stupid, but a part of me still wonders if there's a chance one day that things might be different for us again."
"I'm never able to forget about what happened Kibum."
The moment our breakup was announced, questions were asked, and I left Kibum no choice but to be honest about what he'd done. Every time his name was mentioned, it was tarnished, reminding you again and again about the hurt that he'd caused me.
My friends still asked you how I was doing, as if they basked in the knowledge of what it felt like to be cheated on. Wondering how I managed to walk away from the life that so many dreamed of as if it was the easiest job in the world.
"I wish that I could forget about it, and I wish that I could make things right. I just want you to trust in me again Y/N," he confessed.
I scoffed gently at his request, he always had a confidence in himself, but this was a lot, even for you. Trust had escaped me, not just in Kibum, but in every person that surrounded me. Even those that meant the most to me, I often found myself unintentionally doubting in them.
"Do you really have it in you to tell me that you don't care for me at all?" He challenged.
It took a few moments for you to clear my throat and finally bring my eyes across to look at him. "If I didn't care for you at all, I would have walked out of this café the moment I noticed you walk in. I can't forget the memories, the good ones, and unfortunately the bad ones too."
The feelings, the hurt, the separation, they were all things that were going to cling to me forever, but what those things didn't change was the fact that I loved him. He was still Kibum, whether it was good, bad, or anything in between.
"Did you really regret it?"
"Of course, I did."
To this day, the media, the group, all of his friends reminded him what a foolish mistake he had made. They knew I was the one for him, and instead he'd thrown that away on the other side of the world, because I wasn't by his side.
"I can't begin to tell you how many times I've wished I could go back and change the way that things played out. It niggles at me constantly knowing I was the one that threw away something that was, and still could be, so special between us both."
My eyes studied his expression closely, I'd always been able to read Kibum well, and this time was no different either. His sincerity was clear to me, I could tell that he meant every word that he spoke back to me.
"I wish sometimes you really knew how hurt I was, and still am about what you did to me. I spend every day thinking about how things could be different, but I can't deny one thing, and that's that I do miss having you around Kibum."
"All you have to do is say the words and that will change," he anxiously whispered, "I'm not suggesting we go back to the way things used to be, just yet at least."
"I would never let things be the way they used to be, and I think you know why," I admitted.
His head nodded solemnly, although a part of him always expected it, it didn't stop my words feeling like a sucker punch to his heart. There would always be that hurdle between me both now, in whatever capacity we were with each other.
"I'm in position to force you into anything, I just don't want you to fully let go," he sighed.
My smile grew softly, "I don't think I was ever really ready to fully let you go, you mean too much to me Kibum."
"Even now?"
My head nodded slightly, "for all the mistakes you've made, I can't deny the many good things you did, and still do for me. One mistake doesn't define a man Kibum."
