VIXX Oneshots

Ken: Okay

I sank unto my knees under the bright streetlamp as I felt thousands of raindrops fall upon me while the sound of the rain filled my ears. She's gone. My mother, the only person I could call 'family' was gone. My parents had a divorce when I was really young so all along I only had my mother. But now she's gone too.

It was 9pm, dark and storming, just like what I was experiencing on the inside. I had an umbrella in my bag but I didn't take it out. Why? Perhaps it's because it felt incredibly nice to be caught in the rain, it felt as if the heavens were mourning with me for my loss. Or maybe it's because I could lie to myself that the tears falling from my eyes were really just the raindrops and I wasn't crying. Everything felt so surreal. I just can't believe that she's gone. I knew that her health condition was deteriorating but even if you knew what was coming, you're never prepared for how it feels. Memories of my mother and I flashed across in my mind as I wrapped my arms around myself in an attempt to conserve some warmth from the coldness of the storm, as I sat on the sidewalk of my house.

My thoughts were interrupted as the rain that was previously beating down on me, suddenly stopped. I looked up and was greeted by Jaehwan who had worry written all over his face. I had texted him earlier that my mum was gone after which I chose to switch off my phone since I wanted to be alone. Being the loving boyfriend that he was, he decided to come look for me. He was holding a black umbrella, sheltering me away from the storm. He reached out for my arm as he pulled me up to face him. I was shaking so badly, unsure if it was from the sobbing or from the coldness of the wind. No words were exchanged as he took a good long look at my shaking figure and red puffy eyes before swiftly pulling me into his arms. For the first time that day, I felt warmth again, thanks to Lee Jaehwan. My trembling arms found their way around his waist as I pulled him closer to inhale his scent, knowing that it never fails to calm me down when I'm crying or panicking.

"Shh shh, it's okay, jagiya, I'm here," Ken whispered as he affectionately patted me on the head while still embracing me tightly. I let myself go as I bawled into his chest, not minding that he's previously clean and dry hoodie was now soaking up all my tears. We stood like that for a long time, me in his arms and him whispering sweet nothings to calm me down. When I had finally calmed down, Ken pulled away and held me by my shoulders as he inspected my face once more. "Do you want to go in?" Ken asked softly, as though afraid that if he raised his voice any higher, I might shatter into a million pieces. I shook my head as I continued to stare into space, not wanting to go home where it housed many memories of my mum and I. Ken bit his lips and frowned slightly, worried and at loss of words. There was no sign of my usual bubbly boyfriend. He wasn't pulling any sorts of aegyo on me like he usually would when I was upset. Clearly, this was an entirely new experience for him as well. "Let's go then," Ken muttered softly as he reached out for my hand and led me to his car. I didn't bother asking him where we were going. Right now, anywhere was better than my own place.

I continued to follow Ken absentmindedly as he opened the door to his car and helped me into the shotgun seat before moving over to the driver's seat and reaching over to help me buckle my seatbelt since I was simply staring out at the window, still lost in my own world. I heard him sigh under his breath as he started up the car and headed off towards our direction.

During the entire ride, I kept my head plastered onto the window as I stared at how the rain made the moving scenery seem like a blur of colours. I was staring into space when Ken held my hand. I jumped slightly at the sudden contact as he began talking. "Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you. We're here," He spoke as he gestured towards his apartment building. As we made our way up to his apartment, Ken kept his hand intertwined with mine as he kept his eyes fixated on me, as though afraid that if he was any more careless with me, I might disappear into thin air.

"Do you want to take a hot shower?" Ken asked as he opened the front door and turned on the lights, illuminating the familiar place that housed thousands of pillow fights and gaming memories between me and him. I shook my head once more as I took a seat on his couch.

"Jagiya, you were out in the rain for so long, you're going to catch a cold like that. At least change into some dry clothes?" Ken nagged softly as he handed me his hoodie and some boxer shorts. I relented to his request when I saw that he looked so tired, with evident eye bags under his eyes. That's when I recalled that he was having hours of dance practice today before he went to look for me. I felt a warm feeling surge in my heart as I inwardly thanked God for blessing me with such a sweet boyfriend.

As I took hold of his clothes, I mustered the best smile I could as I smiled up at him, to which his face immediately lit up, all fatigue fading away. "It's good to see you smile again, even if it was a little forced," he smiled softly as he patted my head before guiding me to the bathroom.

As I stripped from my soiled clothes, I decided to take a hot shower, just to make sure that I wouldn't fall sick. The last thing I wanted was for my boyfriend to worry about me even more than he already was. "Jaehwan-ah, I think I'm going to take shower," I shouted, surprised that my voice sounded a lot weaker than usual thanks to all the crying. "That's great, jagi! I'll cook up something for you!" Ken shouted back as I heard him fumble around with the pots and pans. I chuckled slightly at him. Usually, I'm the one who cooks for the both of us since he can't cook for nuts but he's really being an attentive boyfriend right now. It made me feel thankful that I had someone like him supporting me through this.

As I put on the clothes that Ken had prepared for me, I took a good look at my reflection in the mirror and saw that I had severely red and puffy eyes. My eyes were so swollen that I could barely recognise myself. I sighed at how ugly I looked but at this point, I really couldn't care less. As I came out of the bathroom, I saw that Ken was setting up the dining table with plates of perfect comfort foods as I gaped slightly at the view. "Babe, it's like, 11 right now. Are you sure we should eat this much?" I asked as I gestured at the dining table that was filled with food like eggs, veggies, meat, rice and more meat. "It's okay, jagiya, you need all that energy back from all the crying," Ken scolded in an ahjumma voice as he pushed me to sit down opposite him at the dining table.

I honestly didn't have any appetite for food but seeing how Ken was looking at me expectantly with a face full of anticipation for me to try out his cooking, I smiled at him as I picked a piece of beef slice and placed it into my mouth. "It's good, I thought you couldn't cook," I complimented, my voice still sounding weak. "I can cook, just that I was too lazy to hehe," Ken answered cheekily as I gave him my stank face, to which he laughed in response. As we fell back into a comfortable silence enjoying the food, I suddenly felt Ken's eyes on me.

"Yes? Do I have something on my face?" I asked as I looked up at him.

"Nope. Has anyone told you that you're one of those girls who look beautiful even when you're crying?" Ken asked softly as he looked towards me lovingly. I narrowed my eyes slightly, expecting him to burst out laughing at some point because from what I saw in the bathroom mirror, I was FAR from the definition of 'beautiful' when I was crying. However, his face told me that he actually meant it with all honesty. He wasn't the usual bubbly Ken who would tease me for having puffy eyes when I cried over a drama, he was being serious right now.

"Are you kidding? I look like a mess," I chuckled slightly.

"I mean it. You're beautiful," Ken whispered with sincerity lacing in his words. That made crack up a genuine smile for the first time that night.

"There, that's my girlfriend," Ken smiled a huge smile as he reached over to caress my right cheek, treating me with caution as if I was made of porcelain.

And for the first time that night, I started to feel okay again.