p.sunghoon → f.y.b.f.

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→ A WEEK LATER

The official title of being Sunghoon's girlfriend was like a dream to me. He treated me better than Jungwoo ever did in the span of a week.

Sure, he might be busy a lot, but he never failed to run over to me whenever a minute of his schedule was free, never hesitated to bring me gifts and shower me with love.

That's all I wanted from Jungwoo - but whatever - I've upgraded massively, so there's no need to even think about that idiot ever again.

It neared the end of my shift, and I was so ready to just go home. I wondered whether Sunghoon would come over, or if he was too busy tonight.

Honestly, I kind of wanted to just live in his place instead. It'd be more convenient for the both of us, but I didn't want to ask him this early into our actual relationship.

Wow, I still can't fathom that I'm the Park Sunghoon's girlfriend. I literally smile to myself thinking about that title.

It carries more value than being a Royal.

Finally, the clock struck 8pm, and I stood up, grabbing my stuff and heading out of my workplace. 

One thing I enjoyed about Sunghoon the most, in addition to all the things he gifts me and says to me, is the fact that he sends pictures of himself pre-performances and post-performances.

It may sound a little weird, but I love him a little more when I see that man looking a little exhausted, forehead glistening with sweat, and in his concept outfits for concert performances or shoots.

Something about those videos and pictures of him like that have me running laps around my office like a dog.

I opened my phone, seeing a few messages from Sunghoon. I immediately smiled, looking at his messages.

psh: we have a concert in france in a few weeks time

psh: but hold on

psh: as if i can go without you

psh: bought you a ticket to paris so i can have you with me ;)

I stared down at my phone, about to start giggling outside as I was walking to my car. Did this guy need to be such a fine ass cutie? Literally why has nobody stopped him right now.

I was about to reply with my excitement, but a voice stopped me.

"Where have you been? I was waiting for you." The dark voice caused me to almost drop my phone out of my grasp, and I just looked up, seeing that exact same guy stood before my car.

I cursed to myself internally, jesus, I can't have no peace anymore?

He seemed to lose his mind a little more each day, and he didn't come to the next scheduled appointment I had booked.

Technically, I wasn't in work anymore, so, therefore I didn't have to act professional anymore, right?

"You didn't come to the appointment, it's not me who's gone, it's you." I rolled my eyes, giving a groan.

He gave a maniacal laughter, staring at me as I swallowed hard.

"How's your boyfriend treating you? Huh? How is he? Is he safe at home, yeah?" He approached me slowly, I backed away as he came forward.

I took in a deep inhale, god, this guy will make me resort to physical violence.

"Listen, leave me alone, because I will get a restraining order against you." I threatened with restraint, and he stopped moving towards me, his eyes widening and head slightly tilting to the side.

"A restraint? No, you can't, you can't possibly get a restraint from me. You and I are supposed to be, don't you remember? Like the old days? It was always me and you." The guy began spewing nonsense.

I had no idea who he was, and clearly, he was delirious.

I rubbed my hand against my face, just giving up and walking past him to get to my car. He grabbed my hand, and I shook it away from his grasp as fast as I could.

"Get the fuck away from me." I began to get disrespectful, because if it wasn't getting into his head respectfully, maybe it will when I begin treating him like a creep.

"What? No, you don't want this. You and your boyfriend? It's not true, you belong to me." The guy was breathing heavily, and I just stared at him, in a state of shock.

But no words more could come out of my mouth, instead, I got into my car, and sped the hell out of there as fast as I could.

I made my way to my place - and honestly - I wasn't even sure if it was a good idea. But I couldn't leave my place now, just in case he was already on his way.

I immediately text Sunghoon, I knew he was busy, but this was just insanity at this point.

It was silent for thirty minutes after I came home, and I really thought he left me alone. But with the echoey laughter of that insane man, I realised that I was either going to die today, or he was going to die.