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holding{leaving pt.5}•namjin/yoonjin

My heart stopped completely. What was I supposed to do now? My flight was boarding, I was really leaving. It felt like time stopped, waiting for me to make my next move. Run. That's all I could think of. My legs worked on their own, my heart beating to its own emotions. I didn't know what I was feeling at this moment. All I knew was that what I was doing was wrong and that I needed to get out of here, and fast. I could feel the stares on me. They seemed concerned, confused, weirded out. I had this look of fear on my face that could probably make someone want to help me.

My phone vibrated in my back pocket, it made me stop at the vibrating sensation on my skin. I looked around me making sure I knew where I was, I was close to the entrance of the airport, luckily. If it happened to be my mother or even worse, the driver, I could make a run for it and leave. I hesitantly grabbed the phone with shaky hands.

Mom:
You must be boarding your plane now, I can't wait to see you!
Sent 2:51 a.m.

I couldn't keep my feelings a secret. If I leave, I will regret it and try to come back. My mother was a bit upset when I became an idol. There was no way she could boss me around anymore. She tried, but to no avail. Wanting me to take over the business of becoming a doctor. I've always enjoyed singing. But my mother called my dreams foolish. I remember feeling like I betrayed my mother. That's until I met Namjoon. He taught to not care and live my life the way I wanted to. So why am I leaving the person that made me who I am? The person who taught me how to live.

Me:
I'm leaving.
2:52 a.m.

This sudden weight was lifted from my shoulders. I had finally shut my mother off from controlling me. But I was missing something. Something very important to me. At this moment I had realized that I made the biggest mistake ever. I attempted to leave my real family, the family that took me in despite m flaws. Despite the fact that I left them and treated them the way I did. I kept in a few sniffles before a few tears slipped from my eyes. I hated myself so much in this moment in time. I am such a horrible person.

"I can't do this." I muttered quietly as I slipped passed a middle aged looking lady with a young child in her arms. From how urgently I was moving I was being a bit clumsy, crashing into people occasionally and tripping over my own feet. I was so close, so close to getting out of this living hell. That is until an arm wrapped around mine. I followed the arm, it belonged to the driver. I looked back with fear in my eyes as I tried to wiggle away from his grasp. He was so strong, my arm was turning a bright flaming red from my pulling. His facial expression seemed to never change, very solemn and unaffected.

"Sir Kim," he started off, "you can't leave." He firmly stated, getting a tighter grip on my small arm. I didn't like the change of events, it was worrying me. I just wanted to leave, to go back before all this drama began to swallow me whole. "I figured you were trying to escape, your mother called me not too long ago warning me."

"Leave me alone, I don't want to be here." I cry silently as I fight back but harder this time, throwing my legs at the sturdy man. He didn't budge whatsoever, his stance never faltering. This made me even more angrier because I had to cause a scene to get away and I was attracting a lot of attention to myself. "Let me leave!" I shouted as I threw a punch to the man's eye making him groan in pain. I took this moment to wiggle free and start running again.

He was trying his best to catch up but despite his many attempts he had to stop, I guess I did a number on his eye.  I could hear the mutter of forbidden words behind me but I ignored them, taking the driver's injury to my advantage. My breaths became more uneven the more I ran despite my legs burning like hell. I could see the entrance of the airport before my eyes and stopped dead in my tracks when I saw the familiar blonde head coming towards me. "Namjoon..." I whispered slowly. My heart seemed to lose its will to beat.

The said man turned in my direction, it was Namjoon... and Yoongi? I stood in my spot, not moving as I was unable to at this moment. This feeling of anxiety building in my stomach felt like bile filling up ready to come out. I was ready to come back home and be with my family again but after all this drama today I didn't feel like explaining. I kind of cursed myself for calling out to him.

Namjoon ran towards me enveloping me into a tight embrace. Yoongi stood close but fiddled with the hem of his shirt as he watched Namjoon and I with apologetic eyes. I slowly but surely wrapped my arms around Namjoon's broad back. I could feel his muscles tense, like his body was shaking. A few sniffles followed after, I don't think I could ever forgive myself for making the toughest looking man cry.

"I,.. I thought it was too late." Namjoon coughed out as he nuzzled his mouth into my shoulder. I rubbed small circles into his back pressing multiple kisses to his cheek. "I'm so sorry for making you wanna leave, I'm such a terrible boyfriend." Namjoon muttered as he began to sway my body back and forth as if rocking me back to sleep.

"No," I pulled away from the hug in order to look straight into my lover's absorbing eyes, "I was the one at fault, instead of at least trying to work our relationship out, I wanted to leave the country." I chuckled a bit at the end. I brought my hands up to Namjoon's cheeks wiping away his tears one by one as they rolled down, sliding over my finger tips. He nuzzled into my touch, sighing.

Just then, a small cough from the side of us could be heard. Namjoon and I broke from our love filled trance to find Yoongi looking between the two of us with anxious eyes. "I'd like to apologize to both of you, I feel like I'm partially responsible for all of this." Yoongi ended with long sigh.

I walked over to Yoongi embracing him in my arms. "But you were willing to come find me along with Namjoon, that's what family does." I smiled releasing from the hug and ruffling the pink mop top. "Now let's go home, shall we?" I giggled as I grabbed both Yoongi and Namjoon by their shoulders, guiding us out of the airport.

Mom:
You won't get away so easily...
Sent 3:02 a.m.

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a/n: so this is the bitter end. decided to leave you guys on a cliff. um, i listened to lie for so many times. im gonna sign a petition for jimin to start making covers on sound cloud. his voice is just beautiful. idk what time it is but its past eleven and i have school tmrw so baizeees❤️