Stay |unedited| [COMPLETED]

Reason

Your POV

I woke up just to see myself wearing a huge white shirt so big that it reached my knees. I was still on Namjoon's bed. I sat up weakly and looked at the poor guy sleeping on the floor.

"He has formed huge eyebags." I thought as I looked at Namjoon.

I stood up and picked a random pants I found at his closet. They were big so I had to adjust the garter. As long as it won't fell off, it will do. I also picked up a jacket lying on the floor and wear it.

"Smells like him." I said as I sniffed the fabric.

I came to the sleeping Namjoon and softly ruffled his hair to avoid waking him up. "Thank you..." I cooed as I kissed his forehead. As much as I want to plant a small kiss on his lips, I knew he would be mad. I knew he disgusts girls like me.

I have to leave. I said to myself.

I looked at the clock and it was already 3:20 am. I got out of his room.

The hallway was so dark and quite. I had to find Yoon Gi's room.

I saw a room across Namjoon's with a signage "Fuck off" I bet its his. I turned the door knob and opened the door. I was right.

I saw him on his headphones so that was probably the reason why he didn't hear me coming in. He was writing something on a paper. He scratched it, wrote again, and ended up throwing it to the floor. It hit my feet.

I picked it up and read it. It was a song. A hand snatched the paper from my hands.

"Why are you here?" He said. Coldness evident in his eyes. But I was sure I saw a hint of sadness in it.

"The lyrics were good. Why did you throw it?" I asked him.

"None of your business." he said.

He got something from a cabinet nearby then handed me a white envelope.

"This is your payment. As promised, this is bigger than what you asked to Namjoon" he said coldly.

I was about to turned around and go out when I noticed a tear on his cheek. I came closer to him and brushed his tear off his cheek by my finger. He flinched. He was surprised at first but then composed himself as he gripped my wrist and yanked my hands away.

"Don't touch me. Just leave now." He said in a stern voice.

"If it's hurting you more than it's making you happy, stop." I said before leaving.

I went to my shitty little apartment and took a little rest. It was indeed a draining day.

I woke up at 6 o'clock in the morning and got prepared. I took Namjoon's clothes off me then placed it neatly in a paper bag.

I took a quick shower then got dressed. I wore a plain tee and a pants then went straight to the hospital. I'm gonna pay my step father's hospital bills again. I do this every time I got enough money.

I went straight to the cashier and paid for the bill. Now, I have to work even harder for I drained up all my allowance for the whole week. I sighed.

I walked to my father's room and peek on the slightly opened door first. When I was sure he's asleep, I went in and sat on the chair beside the bed.

I took his hand on mine like I usually do. He was like a real father to me, I didn't get to meet my real father so he was the one I treated as my dad since I was a kid. He took care of me, sent me to school, and even scolded the guys who broke my heart. That was why I was so hurt when I figured out he sold me for money.

His usual healthy cheeks were all gone now. He looked so tiny and weak.

"Appa, don't worry. I won't leave your side. I know how much it hurts you when eomma passed away. I am sorry I held a grudge against you." I said to his sleeping figure as I contain a cry.

He returned the grip. Is he awake?

"(Y/n), I've been waiting for you. How are you?" he looked at me with a tired pair of eyes. As soon as he said those words weakly, I bursted out crying.

Nothing is more comforting than hearing your parent ask how are you doing. Specially now that I felt like my life was a big mess. I missed him so much.

"I'm okay, everything's okay, appa." I said as I touched his cheeks.

"Forgive your appa, (y/n). Please forgive me." He said with tearful eyes.

I nodded but appa suddenly threw up blood non stop and looked like he couldn't breathe. He was shaking hard. I panicked as I called for the doctor.

"Doctor! My appa! Doc! Somebody, help!" I shouted hysterically as the nurses and a doctor rushed toward us.

"Please, wait outside." The doctor said.

Even though it was against my will, I took a step back to give the authorized persons way.

3rd Person's POV

Yoon Gi touched his cheeks. His chest was still beating fast even though (y/n) already left couple of minutes ago.

"What shit is this? This is not swag." He muttered to himself.

He looked at the folded clothes beside his table. They were (y/n)'s. He stared at it for ages then grabbed it and went out of his room to give it back to her.

He drove following the taxi (y/n) was in. He ended up in a cheap and crowded place. The area was packed with houses made out of woods, probably a squatter area.

He was planning to get out of the car but realized there were too many people that might recognize him so he just waited and waited..

He saw you leaving the house and followed you again. This time, he parked in a hospital vicinity.

Why is she here? He thought.

And that was the time he knew the reason why you gave up anything just for money.