EXO's Manager (EXO Xiumin fanfic) (COMPLETED)

50 // "I don't know if I'll ever forgive you after that"

My jaw dropped, in shock that Namjoon was so angry. I thought he would be more understanding. "I am so sorry," I said. "Please don't look at it this way. I want to be here, but it's Minhyuk."

"Exactly! Who knows what could happen to you over there -"

"The EXO members can protect me too, you know. It doesn't have to be all on you guys."

Namjoon stood up. "No. I don't like this. You know how Jimin is doing. You know how Jan Di treats him. I can't believe you can just walk away from this." He walked out, slamming the door. 

I texted Jungkook and Jimin to come in to my office. I needed to talk to them about this as well. 

In a matter of minutes, the two boys came in and sat down. "Namjoon didn't tell you anything, right?" I asked.

They shook their heads.

"In short, Minhyuk is EXO's new manager. He told me he's going to be much worse to them as he was to you guys, as revenge for me getting him fired. So I'm going back to SM Entertainment to try to help them. And I'm so sorry...that I'm leaving at such a bad time. I want to be here, but I want to help them," I explained, hoping they would understand.

Jungkook nodded. "I agree, You need to go. Wherever Minhyuk is, it will be much worse for them than it is for us."

I was surprised at Jungkook's response. "Really?"

"Yes. And I know how you feel about Xiumin. You can't let Minhyuk hurt Xiumin," Jungkook said.

I nodded, thinking about how angry Xiumin is going to be at me for going back. I looked at Jimin, who wasn't responsive. "Jimin...you have to eat. I know it's hard, but you have to ignore what Jan Di tells you."

He slowly nodded, looking at the floor. "I just wish you could be managers to both of us. EXO and BTS. We really need you here too."

"I'm so sorry," I said quietly. "Please don't lose contact. I love you guys." I stood up, and they did too, and I walked over and we all hugged. 

At the end of the day, I left the Big Hit building and took a cab to Xiumin's apartment. My heart was racing the entire time. When he opened the door, I was overwhelmed with how good he looked. He looked like he was taking a lazy day, in athletic shorts and a cutoff tshirt, showing off his muscular arms. He looked at me. "Not spending the night?"

"What?" I asked.

"Well, you've come basically empty handed." Xiumin waved me inside, and he closed the door behind me. 

"It's because I think you're going to throw me out in a few minutes."

Xiumin laughed. "Throw you out? Yeah right." He walked into his kitchen area. "Want something to eat?"

"Not really," I said. I thought about telling him, but then I got nervous. "What did you do today?"

"Ah, I applied for some jobs," he said. "Like, office jobs. Relaxing jobs, I suppose. So I don't turn lazy and broke."

"You won't run out of money," I acknowledged, but still with question in my voice.

"I'm saving that money," he said, smirking a little. "Okay, why are you standing there looking so nervous? Make yourself at home."

"I can't," I said, suddenly.

"What?"

"I can't....I...." I ran my hand through my hair. "Shit, you're going to hate me-"

"You're being passive aggressive," Xiumin said, "which I hate. Just say it. I'll try not to be mad. I'm perfectly relaxed right now."

"I'm going back to SM Entertainment," I said really fast. "Minhyuk and I are going to be EXO's team of managers."

He slammed a glass down on the kitchen floor, it shattering, and I started backing away in fear. "I told you not to do that," Xiumin said, his voice raised. "My gosh, you promised me. You fucking promised."

"I can't just stand back and let Minhyuk treat EXO worse than BTS. Especially if it's my fault," I said. "I shouldn't have promised you I wasn't going to return. I just have to do it."

"I...I don't even know what to think anymore, Amy!" He exclaimed. "One minute I think you're the one, and that you love me, and then the next, I feel like I'm completely even with everyone else in EXO!" 

"No, you're not," I said. "I love you, Minseok. If Minhyuk doesn't get out of there, this could still affect you-"

"What if I said that I was going back to EXO?" He asked me. "I'm not, but what if I told you that? The way you feel? That's how I feel right now."

"Do you even know how many times you've made me feel that?" I asked him. 

"But you left," he said, his voice broken. "You left us. I don't know if I'll ever forgive you for that."

"I'm not a good manager," I said. "I caused Tao to leave. Someone else was going to end up leaving if I didn't."

"Tao would have left if you were there or not. No one could have helped that," Xiumin said. "Amy, nothing you say will help you right now."

I ran my hand through my hair, then looked at him. He was standing barefoot in the kitchen with broken glass scattered everywhere. I rushed over and started picking it up. "Amy, stop," Xiumin said. 

I shook my head, ignoring him as I kept carefully picking up the glass. 

"And I guess....I'm still angry that you and Chanyeol kissed. I sometimes feel that I'm no different."

I stopped picking up glass, staring at the floor. 

"And I know that Kai kissed you - you couldn't help that. But Chanyeol..."

"That night shouldn't have happened," I said. "But there's nothing for Chanyeol. There's a difference between thinking someone is hot and actually loving that person."

Xiumin stayed quiet. 

"Like," I said, "I wouldn't have spent the night twice at a hospital for Chanyeol. I hate hospitals. Hate the smell, hate everything. But I did it without thinking about it for you." I exhaled, putting the glass in a plastic bag. "I guess I'm still afraid you're going to turn around and tell me that you're going back to EXO. I want to make sure everything is okay if you do."

"You don't trust me," Xiumin acknowledged.

"I don't," I said.

"And I understand that," Xiumin said. "You and I....we're really messed up."

"I know," I said. 

His voice was softer now as I finished cleaning up the glass. "Amy."

I stood up, looking at him. 

He reached for my hands, and held them in his. "Can we try this again? Will you be my girlfriend?"

I nodded, smiling. "Yes."