My moon | Yang jeongin x OC

• part nineteen •

"I'll be okay, Changmin. I'll text you every day, yeah?" Sunhee pats her brother's head, ignoring the air hostess behind her telling everyone to board their flight.

"Promise?" He holds his finger up for her, and after a pause, she takes it and presses their thumbs together.

"I promise. But I've got to go now." She smiles down at him as his eyes swim with tears. He's always had to be strong for her. And he's always done well at that.

So why is it that now, when he needs to be strong for himself, he can't?

"I love you, Sunhee," he mumbles, and without a thought, shuffles into her arms. "I'm going to miss you so much."

Bending down a little, she hugs him tightly, for the last time in what's going to be years.

"Don't ever forget me." He releases her, letting her grab back onto her suitcase for stability.

"How could I? You're Lim Changmin! The one and only. My one and only." She ruffles his hair before taking a step back, hearing the last call for her plane.

"I love you, Sunhee." He waves.

"I love you, Changmin." She waves back before leaving him for good.

Her heart physically aches as she walks onto the plane, a feeling she'd never felt.

Not aware of her surroundings, she accidentally bumps into someone, sending their suitcase flying across the aisle.

"Shit! I'm so sorry!" she apologizes and grabs his bag, handing it to him instantly.

"No, don't worry! It's no problem." He smiles awkwardly before sitting down in the window seat and staring out the window.

Sunhee quickly sits next to him and taps his shoulder. "Hey, kind of awkward, but I'm sat next to you."

"Aw, sick!" he smiles. "I'm glad it's you and not one of those croc hunters." Sunhee follows his pointing finger to a crowd of large men trying to squeeze into their seats and giggles.

"I'm glad as well!" She smiles at him. "My name's Sunhee, by the way."

His cheesy smile returns, and he reaches out his hand for her to shake.

"My name's Felix."

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The feeling of a scream tickles Sunhee's throat, threatening to break out.

She knows she isn't a good sister, not anymore, but that doesn't mean Changmin should block her.

Desperate to hear a familiar voice, she tries his number again, but just as it had done before, the call doesn't go through.

She's not good enough for her fans, her members, and now not even for her last remaining family.

What about all those memories with him? Those times she had spent comforting him?

Did two years of not talking really make him forget all of that?

Trying not to cry again, Sunhee stuffs her phone into her small bag and focuses on the rickety street she continues to walk down, on her way to the Maxident party at the JYP building.

Despite the fact that she had decided not to go yesterday when she had woken up in a puddle of her own tears, she had decided that she may as well go.

If she were to not go, it would be the ultimate betrayal to all of her past selves.

Despite how well the music video did in views and likes, it didn't do well for her mentally.

She had spent the last few days needing someone, desperate for someone. But still, how could she face her favorite people after she'd just allowed herself to regurgitate all of her past emotions in front of them?