Soulmate System - Minsung

Chapter 21 - Gone for good

Han Jisung

"Wait jisung!"

I fight the urge to turn around to his voice, but I continue to stride out of the McDonald's, my fists clenched at my sides while the scene unfolds.

My chest was tight, it almost felt like I couldn't breathe. But the anger that flowed through my vains kept me standing up straight.

"Jisung-" Baekho grabs a hold of my wrist and pulls me around, forcing me to face him. We were now on the sidewalk outside the building, blending into the busy crowd of mostly students.

His eyes were filled with confusion, the handsome features of his face that I'd always swooned over now made me disgusted. His soft black hair no longer made me want to run my fingers through it, it made me want to rip it out of his scalp.

"Let go of me!" I snatch my arm away, sending him a glare, "Do you think you can talk your way out of this one huh?" I shout in his face, seeing the desperation cloud his eyes.

I try to turn back around but Baekho continues to pull me back, "Please jisung I-i don't know who told you something like that! I would never cheat, I love you!"

"Pff and I'm sure you loved that girl you were making out with that night too?"

That one makes Baekho step back, releasing me from his grip as his eyes widen. Maybe now it was setting in that this was no assumption and that I had actually caught him in the act, red handed.

"W-well that was a mistake jisung! Whatever you saw, it was a mistake." Baekho comes back to his senses, raising his hands in the air innocently, "I love you and you can't break up with me now, we've been dating for years!"

"And how much of that time have you been cheating for?" I spit back, almost laughing at his shamelessness.

"Jisung don't be selfish now-"

"SELFISH?" I let out a loud laugh before clearing my throat and lowering my volume, "If you want to call me selfish for wanting to take control of my own life, than so be it."

"You know you still love me." Baekho grabs onto my shoulders, shaking me slightly in a pleading manner.

"God I feel bad for your real soulmate." I mutter under my breath before reaching to my side and holding up the bag I brought to this monumentous occasion. "Here's all the stuff you've ever brought over to my place."

I shove the bag into Baekhos arms before taking a step back, turning myself around to continue walking back. Having my hot girl walk out of this whole scene. Victorious as always.

"Jisung you're not really doing this are you?" Baekho calls after me, looking absolutely stupid and desperate as ever, making a fool of himself in public.

I hold back a small chuckle.

"Yeah I fucking am."

****

When I return home that night, after spending the rest of the evening deleting all of my pictures with Baekho off my phone, I see a small light emitting from the living room.

I quietly slip my shoes off and shuffle through the foyer, the darkness hiding my eyebags and the tear stains that covered my cheeks.

"Sungie? Is that you?" My moms voice floats from the couch, filling my ears with its comforting tone. One I felt like I needed to hear right now.

I let out a hum to inform her of my presence. When I walk further into the living room, I spot the woman laying on the couch with a blanket wrapped around her. An old 70s movie playing on the television as she sipped away at a glass of wine.

For some reason, a small smile cracked my lips at the familiar sight.

Seeing my mom, acting normal and enjoying her nights by putting on an old movie, it reminded me of all the years I've spent in this house.

With my parents always by my side.

Never changing.

Never letting me down.

"Your father's asleep upstairs, he has to get up early tomorrow." My mother adds on without turning her head back as I take my jacket off and place it on the backside of an armchair, "did you have fun out with your friends today?"

My smile wavers as tears fill my eyes, I was thankfully still standing behind my mother so she couldn't see my face. "Mhm." I force out, my voice breaking.

My mother seems to notice my tone because she quickly turns around to look at me. I keep my head low, hoping she didn't see my mess of a face.

But I didn't want to leave and run upstairs.

I didn't want to be alone with my mind.

So I let her notice.

My mother frowns as her eyes soften, "Come here baby." She reaches out an arm and I immediately shuffle over to sofa, sitting down next to her and fitting myself under her arm.

The only light in the room was a pale blue from the television, its soft sounds almost lulling me as my mother instinctively places her hand in my hair, running her fingers through the strands.

I bask in her warm feeling.

But the tears kept falling.

"M-mom." My voice cracks as I tightly shut my eyes, trying to focus on my breathing and the touching of the woman holding me. "You promise you won't b-be mad?"

"Of course honey." She soothes my shaking body, immediately understanding my feelings and providing the comfort needed, "I promise."

I tense my whole body, tears streaming down my cheeks now. The words I never thought I'd say begin flowing out of me. The confident facade I had put on coming crumbling down with pure mental exhaustion.

"I broke up with Baekho."

My mothers eyes immediately widen as she leans back for a moment, trying to meet my eyes. But once she sees my sobbing expression, her eyes fall again.

"Im so sorry hun. It's gonna be okay." She returns to softly running her fingers through my hair, kind of like how Minho had. "I'm not mad."

Her words send relief through me. Maybe it was nice to just say those words out loud, so the rest of the universe could also know that Han jisung had broken up with Baekho.

That he escaped.

And hes going to push through it.

The emotions were overwhelming as I buried my face into my mothers shoulder, shaking as I cried and cried, replacing old tears with new ones.

Doing the thing I've been doing best for the past few days.

A few questions were asked within the next hour, mostly regarding how Baekho had mistreated me and my mother being furious at every answer I gave.

Especially when I mentioned... him with that girl.

But it felt like forever that I stayed in her arms like that, it felt like the rest of the world couldn't hurt us. I wanted to pause in this moment, wishing I could always be a young kid with his mother by his side to protect him.

In the safe embrace of my mothers arms, with my eyes closed with fatigue weighing me down, my mother slightly pats my shoulder.

When I peak my eyes open, I see a phone screen infront of me, the time across the top reading 12:00.

You could hear the smile in my moms sad toned voice when she whispers, "Happy birthday my jisungie."

A/n
Guys is this a never heard of fast update from your author? Twice in a week?

Woah woah woahhhhh

Hehe this is so sad yet cute at the same time I'm sobbing

ALSO ALSO ALSO HOW DID I FORGET TO MENTION THIS IN THE LAST AUTHOR NOTE BUT OMFG NEW DORMS????? NO FUCKING WAY MINSUNG ARE ACC SAILING LIKE THIS AHHHHHHHHHHHHH
AND JEONGCHAN AND SEUNGLIX AND HYUNIE BINNIE DUO BROOOOOOOOOOO THESE ARE LITERALLY WHAT DREAMS ARE MADE OF BROTHER

Hope you enjoyed!