❝ +lifeofmingyu! i love your videos, pls notice me :) ❞ - jeon wonwoo
❝ +jwonwoo let's chat sometime :) ❞ - kim mingyu
[how one comment on one video led to hundreds of events between a youtuber and his fanboy]
#45 on meanie
"Yo, bastards! What the fuck are you doing there?! Other than wasting your lives!" Wonwoo tried catching their attention.
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It worked.
"Go back to your fucking home, kids! This is not the playground!"
I utter a sneer, "Let's make a deal, who wins gets to take the lady, okay?!"
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They sneered to each other as they shook their heads.
The biggest from the group, looked up, "Okay, fine! You're on, bastard!"
Wonwoo and I exchanged glances and secretly signaled each other.
Three
Two
On-
As we were running towards the weak figure, Wonwoo's fist connected to one of the buff guys' jaw, taking on a few guys.
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I was behind him, taking on the other guys as we slowly circled around the victim.
The victim looked tired, bruises here and there. Her head hung low as she struggled to breathe. I knew by now, it's not going to be a 'Rescue & Run' situation, it's a real war right now.
"Eomma, we're here.. Just hang on tight, we'll protect you, it's going to be okay," Wonwoo whispered as his whole expression changed, his eyes turned red and his fists tightened.
Fists were connected to jaws, kicks that could break bones were heard, this is it.
One after the other, we finally took the last guy out.
Our fists were bloody and bruised, blood streaking from our forehead and indescribable pain all over our body. We let out a long but exasperated breath.
We didn't have to say anything, I helped Wonwoo carry his mum from a scene that a mother should not see.
In our current condition, we didn't manage to get far. We stopped at a hidden, but quiet place as Wonwoo carefully let down his mum to rest for a while.
"Eomma, are you okay? It's safe now, your son is here," Wonwoo managed to say as hot tears streamed down his bruised face.
Wonwoo's mum looked up, painful tears in her eyes. "Wonwoo-ah.. I'm sorry, for making you go through this, your beautiful face is bruised and bloody now," the tears streamed down her face as her hand held Wonwoo's face so preciously like a fragile vase about to break.
"It's not your fault, Eomma! It's dad's.. If he didn't left us and paid off the loans, we wouldn't have to suffer like this.. you wouldn't have to suffer like this," His tough expression finally broke down into tears as wrapped his arms around his mum. He hid his face in his mum's shoulder, like a little kid again. His mum's tears couldn't stop falling, as she hugged him tightly, "I-It's not your dad's fault, he meant best for you, if he knew what happened, he would be proud of his little son that turned into a knight in shining armour for his mum. He's sorry, Wonwoo-ah.. It's okay."
Just watching their family reunion got to me, and the next thing I know, hot tears were streaming down my face. I couldn't control the sniffles and ugly sobbing, until eventually the Jeons' noticed me in a corner, trying very hard to cover the weird sounds with my hands over my mouth.
A small laugh, that was definitely not Wonwoo's, could be heard.
Wonwoo's mum open her arms wide, as if gesturing for me to join the hug.
I couldn't hold it in anymore, and ugly-sobbed all the way to their hug as I skidded towards them on my knees. From the corner of my squinted tearful eyes, I could see Wonwoo trying VERY hard not to ruin the moment by laughing & rolling on the floor.
Humph. Whatever. That jerk.
We were in an embrace for a while, until we decided to go back to find the car to go back home.
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Wonwoo drove us to the hospital to get treated. The whole car ride there was awkward until..
"Mmm, I know this is rude, but who are you.. to Wonwoo, Mr?" Wonwoo's mum asked me.
The hair on my body stood up, as I rushed to think of an answer to a question, that I've been wondering myself..
"Mm, I'm Wonwoo's f-"
My sentence got cut off as well as my state of mind, and my series of emotions.
My heart skipped a beat.
"Eomma, he is Kim Mingyu,"
"He's the one,"
"My one and only,"
"I need your blessing, Eomma,"
"As he is my groom-to-be."
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KEUT!
The End.
[c u l8er]
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is a season 2 an option?
or should i just do a short chapter/sequel thingie?
