Lisztomania | JungKook ff

10. Fight For It

Here it was, the moment of truth. Or am I a little bit over dramatic? I couldn't stop fixing my buttoned up shirt as Yoongi pulled over by Mina's front door, surprisingly her parents let her out to have a dinner with my family even after the incident with supposed "kidnapping". Of course it took a lot of sweet talk, but finally we were able to find a path to their heart. We? Yes, we. Unfortunately I had some help from Yoongi's side and I wasn't even a little bit happy about it differently from my big brother. All we needed to do now was wait for their daughter to finish getting ready and show up.

I've been knocked down. I've been lost. With a ground shaking under my feet I gave it all to someone who'd said, fight, run.

I remembered the day I met Missis Choi clearly. It was the same day she told me about Mina's disability. It was the same day I met Mina itself. It was the first day, the only day in my life when I saw an angel land on planet Earth.

But I didn't remember being this nervous. Or nervous at all. It was so natural to approach her. Her music was luring me. It was a right move and not for a second I was hesitant before entering that classroom. Unlike now, when I was sweating and shaking.

I pulled my long sleeve down to cover up my wrist, it wasn't the first time I've done that. Everything seemed wrong, my hair was unusually messy, my eyes seemed black from stress, I had bags under them. My clothes appeared to look like I just got them out of a dryer instead of making sure to iron them as I actually did. Maybe it was just me being nervous, but I could see all those little mistakes that made me sweat even more.

I've been, I've been through the days when bright love turns into hate. You bend and you bend till you break, till the lights all gone.

I needed to calm down or else by the time Mina arrives I will be already dead from a heart attack. I took my earphones out of my black jeans pocket and put them in. Yoongi didn't even glance my direction as I started blasting my earbuds off with some rock music. I could barely distinguish lyrics from all that yelling and strangely that made me calmer, it seemed as if the vocalists was way more frustrated than I was so practically I had nothing to worry about.

When the one you care for just takes it all washing you down like a waterfall you lose the way and you hit the wall; I'll be the one, I'll be the one, I'll be the one to carry you home.

I made the volume higher. Yoongi glared, seems as if the music has finally reached him and he wasn't happy about it. Soon however he looked away and stared deeply into his own two eyes that reflected in the mirror on the door of the car. He was checking for anything he could have fixed. To my disappointment there was nothing. Tonight, out of all the nights, my usually lazy and crappy brother looked better than I will ever do. I thought I'll sigh my heart out.

When it hurts like you've crashed from above heal your broken bones. When you can't move, your heart's still locked up, you rise, you rise, you rise sometimes you need someone to carry you home. When it hurts like you've crashed from above, when it's true love.

A tap on the window and it echoed through the car. Yoongi jumped from his seat and I had realised by that move that someone has come. I quickly took out my earphones and hid them in my pocket. Mina was standing on the other side of the window that I sat by and was widely smiling at me. It put a smile on my face as well, she seemed so perfect, my flawless angel. My gaze also monitored her parents standing at the top of the stares. Her dad lifted his arm greeting someone and her mom waved, I knitted my eyebrows confused.

And then I noticed. Yoongi not only jumped from his seat, but got out of the car and ran around it. He was now smiling at Mina's parents sweetly. I felt my guts twist. He took her hand and she took it gladly. Slowly and like a real gentleman he lead her way to the car door, opened it for her and let her sit down, then closed them while bowing to her birth givers. I was scared to turn around and face her. She was so perfect. Just like him. They were the perfect match. I didn't want to get hurt by looking at someone that I might lose without ever having.

I've been knocked down on my own when the water's too deep and too cold, sleepless so many nights with a broken heart running wild.

But finally I built up courage and turned around. As expected Mina was staring at me. Her big brown cat-like eyes were piercing my body as usual, I had to take a second to realise that she had mouthed a hello. I nodded at her and smiled while unintentionally blushing. Thankfully Yoongi came back to save me and jumped to his seat starting the engine. My fingers squished the earphones in my pocket hardly. Suddenly I heard a pop. My pupils grew wide.

Yoongi seemed to have heard a noise too, but didn't take his eyes off the road. Only Mina sat on the back seat of the car completely clueless. Nervous sweat drop rolled down my forehead and I fished my earphones out the pants's pockets. My now broken earphones. I cursed under my breath and Yoongi made eye contact with me in the mirror glaring. I didn't care. I just broke them. I broke something I was addicted to. It was worse than cutting off a drug flow for a drug addict, it was cutting off the last string that kept me breathing. I put them back in and concentrated my eyes of the view in front of me. I mustn't have thought about it.

When the one you care for just takes it all washing you down like a waterfall. You lose the way and you hit the wall I'll be the one, I'll be the one, I'll be the one to carry you home

The drive was peaceful. No one spoke. Yoongi and Mina didn't even look at each other the whole way home. Yet, their presence together in one small space was so frustrating I had to remind myself not to gnash. As my brother parked the car by our front door my head was already spinning. However I managed to get ahold of myself and dashed to Mina first offering her help to get out of the car. Yoongi just glared at me, but didn't say anything.

When it hurts like you've crashed from above heal your broken bones when you can't move, your heart's still locked out
Oh you rise, you rise, you rise. Sometimes you need someone to carry you home when it hurts like you've crashed from above when it's true love.

We walked inside and immediately were greeted by our parents standing in the hallway. My dad had the biggest welcoming smile on his face and my mom ran to Mina hugging her as soon as she showed up. Yoongi just grinned at all that.

"Mom, dad, this is Choi Mina," I introduced her to them with a forced smile. It's not like she's my girlfriend, but I felt uncomfortable.

And then with a corner of my eye I saw Yoongi doing the posssed chicken dance again. I wanted to turn to him and tell him to stop before he embarrass us all, but something in my brain clicked making me realise.

It was no dance.

And my brother wasn't possesed.

That day I came to invite him for dinner and saw him being weird, he wasn't actually acting crazy either.

Mina's sweet smile only proved my assumptions right.

My older brother was nice enough to learn a sign language for the girl he met only once.

After all I wasn't the only one who's heart she won.

I gave it all to someone who said fight, run... but now is gone.