My Idol Boyfriend (A Jin Fanfiction)

Part- 16

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Jeena's pov:

As I reached home, the first thing I did was taking a hot shower. It's so cold outside. I don't know where I'll feel warmer but wherever or in whoever's arms I'll feel it, let me meet him as soon as i can.

Jin's pov:

still starring at the ceiling it's freezing cold, the warmth I felt when jeena was nearer me the warmth i felt when I touched her hands and held them, as soft as the petals of a rose.

I just want to hold her closer and make her feel the warmth of my arms.

I'm too invested in her that no matter what i do, I end up craving for my baby. It feels like my each thing is related to her. I sometimes hate myself for feeling this, i don't want my mental health to be destroyed because of this yet at the same time i love the way she makes me feel when she's around.

Oh the way, i love it and I hate it at the same time.

Jeena's pov:

After taking the shower, I started making food for myself. I don't know why but his face is lingering in my mind continuously and i can't even give a valid reason to it. While thinking all this to myself, i was so lost in it, that I accidentally had a sharp cut on my finger and it started bleeding.
A tear left off my right eye as I hissed in pain, I ran to the bedroom and put the bandage on my finger.

sitting in the bedroom starring out of the window from 10th floor I gazed the small details about the dark, the late night. those street lights, the busy street, the people who are way invested in their lives.

Some of them are extremely happy while some of them are just in a disguise and depression. Some are suffering from success yet still being unhappy and some are happy without being successful. Isn't this just the core of the life, we all live in?

This just isn't my life which is sad, everyone's going throught something. Someone is scared of the happiness which is followed by the fear of something bad happening while, Someone is scared of facing the fear, while someone's life is just tragically continued. As I see back in my own life, i feel proud of myself as how far I've come.

I don't know why my mom and dad left me, maybe they didn't want me. Or maybe there was a certain situation in which they were stucked and i was a burden to them maybe that's the reason they left me. My step parents got me, they were all good. I still remember how beautifully my childhood is shaped and the only reason behind it is my step parents. Im forever thankful towards them for giving me beautiful childhood if not them, i would've been still living in the orphanage with the middle classes life. It isn't so bad, and even right now I'm living a middle classes life as well.

Sometimes I'm in a dilemma of why my parents made me go away from them and settle in my life while, all they'll do is ask for my whereabouts, and pay for my expenditures. But sometimes, I'm just thankful for being able to live a life where I, myself will shape it the way I want it to be shaped.

The cafe and my university is going really well. i don't ask for anything more to the
Almighty.
But still, everytime I think about him, i hate it. But everytime i remember the moments we've spent together, may they be of 2 minutes, they're somehow still equally precious to me.

Oh, i love it and I hate it at the same time.

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