Chasing That Feeling ! 💫 [ COMPLETED ]

Part 18

If it weren't for Minho, I would probably have stood in the rain forever. He ran up to me with an umbrella.
- Come with me! - he took my hand and pulled me towards the car.
I got into the car. He sat opposite me. We were silent for a long time. Water was dripping from me, but I didn't care. Tears were choking me.
- I want to go home... Take me there.
- I need to ask. It's my job. He got out.

I sat there, wondering what to do next. A few minutes later, he returned with my suitcase.
- I'll take you home.
I said nothing.
- He said he's sorry...
I didn't answer and turned to look out the window.
Outside, I saw him. Yeonjun stood in the courtyard, looking at me. A motionless figure, mercilessly battered by the rain. My heart ached with pity. I got out of the car and walked up to him.
- I'm sorry... - he said through tears.
- You lied to me.
- I love you. I can't change that.
- I love Hueningkai.
- Stay! Please!
He fell to his knees and hugged my legs. I heard his sobs. My icy heart slowly began to melt. I knelt down and hugged him.

TXT is my favorite group, and every member is dear to me in a special way. I just couldn't leave him in the rain, shattered.
- Please get up... I'm staying.
He raised his head, looking at me with guilt, searching for forgiveness in my eyes.

We entered the house, and Minho followed, carrying my red suitcase. He left it by the bedroom door and left. Yeonjun stood in the middle of the room, lost.
- Take a shower and go to sleep. We'll talk in the morning, - I said.
He silently and obediently entered the room next to mine. I went into my room, bringing my belongings along.

After a warm shower, I felt much better. The new pajamas I'd bought in Tokyo had finally waited for their moment. I dried my hair and collapsed onto the bed.
Closing my eyes, I tried to organize my thoughts. Nothing came of it.

I suddenly wanted coffee. Decided to make some. I left my room, but as I passed Yeonjun's door, I stopped. An invisible force pinned me to the spot. I knocked. No answer. I knocked again. Still no response.
"He must have fallen asleep," I thought.
Suddenly, the door opened. Yeonjun, still in wet clothes, stood before me.
- Are you out of your mind? You'll get sick.
- I don't care, - he answered in a hoarse voice.
- Get in the shower now. I'll make coffee.
He started pulling off his shirt. I turned away and left the room.

In the kitchen, I found the coffee, and a few minutes later, the machine brewed a fragrant cup. I decided to drink it right there. Coffee - just what I needed!
Suddenly, I heard a phone ringing. I jumped. Where is it coming from? Definitely not mine. The ringing didn't stop. I walked into the living room. The sound was coming from that room. I started searching for the phone. Found it on the couch, under a blanket. Quickly grabbing it, I looked at the display. "Maknae" was calling. It's Kai! Oh my god, it's Kai!

- Hello... - I quickly answered.
- Yeonjun?
It was Kai's voice.
- Kai, it's me, - I said, my voice trembling with joy. - Kamila?
- Yes...
- This is Yeonjun's number... I'm confused...
- Yes, it's his phone. How are you? Where are you?
- So, it was all true? - he said almost in a whisper.
- What are you talking about? I'm at Yeonjun's house. I got fired and was brought here...
- I began to explain anxiously.
- What are you doing there, Kamila? - he interrupted me.
- I already explained. Are you in Tokyo? I want to see you.
- You disappeared without telling me, flew to Seoul. And now you're at Yeonjun's house, who left without waiting for us.
- Kai, I had to...
- I get it. There was no need to play me. If you liked Yeonjun, why were you with me?
I didn't know how to explain to him; he wouldn't listen. I tried. What had they told him about me?

- I felt you were drawn to Yeonjun. Everyone told me, but I didn't believe it, - he continued. - And our night? You're cruel and calculating. Was Lea right?
- Kai, you're not listening! Please, just listen.
- I don't want to hear you. I don't want to know you.
He hung up.

I stood there, completely bewildered and shattered by Kai's words. The phone fell from my hand. My legs buckled, and I collapsed to my knees. I felt drained. My head started spinning. My eyes closed. I felt someone's arms. They lifted me, carried me. I lost consciousness...

I had no idea how much time had passed. I didn't want to open my eyes, either. Why would I? Just to suffer again? I squinted my eyes even harder. A quiet snore next to me made me open my eyes and look in the direction of the sound. I saw Yeonjun, sleeping with his back to me. It was comforting to see he was still clothed. Getting up slightly, I touched his shoulder. He didn't react. I got out of bed and walked over to the window.

The conversation with Kai last night weighed on me heavily.
What should I do? Call him? Why? He didn't believe me. He chose to believe the rumors. Where's the trust in that? Tears welled up. I decided I wouldn't call or look for him... Even if it's tough, I'll keep living, and let fate decide what happens to us.
Time to pack up. I opened the suitcase. A small box caught my eye. What should I do with it? Send it to him? Pushing it deep under the clothes, I continued packing.
- Good morning, - Yeonjun said as he woke up, sitting on the bed.
- Sorry if I woke you.
- What are you doing?
- Take me home, Yeonjun.
- I'll take you, but you have to have breakfast with me and talk.
- I don't want to stay here. Let's just go...
- Okay. Let me freshen up at least, - he smiled his sweet smile and left.

Half an hour later, we were on our way to Seoul. Yeonjun sat next to me, Minho in the front with the driver. We were silent. Only Yeonjun was texting someone. We drove through a scenic area. The road was straight, lined with trees on either side. It looked like a forest.
When we came out of the forest, the car stopped by a small restaurant.

- I'm really hungry! - Yeonjun said. - Will you keep me company?
I nodded in agreement. We sat at a table under a tree. The waiter brought breakfast and two cups of coffee.
- What did he say to you? - Yeonjun asked, sipping his coffee.
- He didn't believe me...
- Kai's an idiot! How could you fall in love with him?
- I love him, Yeonjun... but his words hurt me. - I'll talk to him. I'll tell him. It's my fault. I don't want you to be sad, - he said guiltily.
- No need. I've made up my mind. I will move on. Without him. I could see a flicker of joy in Yeonjun's eyes. - You need to get back to work. I'll take care of it.
- Yeonjun, I don't need anyone's help. I'll leave, and you'll never hear from me again.
- What are you talking about? - he asked, worried.
- Seoul is already my past. It's all over...
I got up from the table and got into the car. Through the car window, I saw Yeonjun, who had his head lowered onto his folded arms on the table.