First Sight (Jungkook & IU fanfic) [REVISING]

First Sight 48 - Why?

          

IU's POV

He's carefree and had a relaxed face made an impression to everyone. He's carrying big backpacks and a hard shelled luggage. "What are we waiting for? Let's go back to Gangnam as soon as possible. I already sent my resignation letter to Ms. Joo, followed by my final paycheck." He proudly showed his ticket for four people. "Ji-eun, we're searching for a better opportunity in our hometown."

I'm dumbfounded by his unexpected announcement. I folded my arms.

"Oh, Minho," Mom bemoan as she folded her arms.

"You could've asked me about your abnegation, Minho." I said. "I'm not quitting my job."

"What?" he said astonished. "Mrs. Lee, I believe that you already talked this out to your daughter," he said as if he made my mom a deal about moving me far from here.

I don't know how to convince her into staying here with me.

"Minho, my daughter and I have unfinished business to talk about. There's some kind of misunderstanding here between the two of you. I want to stay here for a while."

I sigh in my relief. I head towards my mom to link my arm to her, my chin rests against her shoulder. She didn't shove me, as a matter of fact; she even squeezed my hand in a way to secure me from the harsh Minho. The feeling of my mom here beside me is what I need right now.

Minho twisted his lips and looked down on the floor.

I retrieve my head from my mother's shoulder but still holding hands. I gave him a pointed look. "What did you put on my mother's head?" I asked irritated.

He raised his hands in the air like he is about to surrender. "Woah, there Missy! Before you took the blame on me, your mother called me first, just to remind you." He smirks in satisfaction and low his hands on the either side of his hips.

He was right. This is the part where I was wrong. If only I didn't turn off my phone and stare at something idiotically. I might have a chance to talk to my mom or sister about this. Maybe my family would probably take my side if I explained it to them clear and right. I loosened my grasp on my mom's hand and stepped back a pace. I didn't say anything against Minho. After all this drama, I don't even know if I could face something like this at the very first try.

My mother sighs. "Minho, thank you for being my contact person when we couldn't reach for her these past few days. But I think you should reckon about what you decide first. I didn't really expect you to resign. I never told you to do this."

I'm confused. First she told me she was sending me away here, this was probably a good opportunity for her to make it happen, next is she planned this with him...

Minho gave a sly look. He grip on his luggage and clench his jaw. "So, am I going home... alone?" Minho's sharp tone made me shiver a little. He sounded disappointed as if he predicted mom, whatever she's planning.

Daniel steps forward, ready to become a knight in shining armor. I stretch my arms in front of him as if stopping it. He responded quickly by pacing backwards. I turn my gaze at Minho. "No one's forcing you to pack your bags and go home."

He eyed me with displeasure then at my mom. I try to come up with something to say. Before I could make up my mind, he threw his luggage on the floor causing us to gasp a little. He shouted, as in really really loud it's terrifying. Daniel tried to push us away from him. "Hyung?"

We couldn't even look at his face right now. His eyes are full of anger, he was panting. We didn't do anything but stare at him. We waited until he calms down and sighs trying not to hide anything. We didn't move forward, still aware of how'd he reacted after that. "This supposed to be a plan to escape all your problems, Ji-eun." He reached out for me but I stepped backwards. He notice me move, he steps a pace again this time I'm aware of what he did. His eyes blank. "It's the best if you leave Jungkook behind."

Mom scurried in front of me to step in for me. "It's not for you to decide. She may have gotten into a bad decision..." I breathed heavily as to wait for my mom's next words to come out. It can see through me that I'm nervous by pulling my shirt. "but she has her reasons."

Things are getting weirder. I assumed that Mom and Minho had a discussion about how will they convince Ji-eun to leave Seoul, apply a new job, hide from all paparazzi and away from Jungkook to deal this in his own. Instead, I got a Mom mentioned something about not telling to Minho to book a flight for us to fly back to Gangnam because I had my 'reasons' (probably defending me) then Minho tantrums like a child.

I opened my mouth. "Are you seriously going home?"

He gave me a pointed look and raised his hands emphasizing tickets he was holding at the moment. "Yes, of course! See these tickets? These are supposed to be for me, for you, your eomma and your dongseang," he replied with sarcastic tone. We startled when he tore those tickets into pieces and tossed them in the air like confetti, it scattered on the floor. There's only one remaining. "You people are just wasting my money to buy those very expensive tickets. I've spent my last salary to get one of these!"

I was speechless, I opened my mouth in agape.

Mom reaches for him but he doesn't respond to it. "You should've not torn it apart and redeem those tickets to get your money back."

Minho doesn't move an inch from where he was standing. His eyes swoon over me. Those two black and despicable eyes soften. "Ji-eun, I don't really see the point of fighting you anymore." He ran his hands down his face. He slowly make his way through my couch sat there sensslessly putting his elbows on his knees. Skirting his gaze at his luggage. "Tell me Ji-eun, I'm giving you last chance. Answer me honestly," he paused keeping his eyes at where it was before. "Do you really want to stay here?"

His voice was begging for me to come with him to Gangnam, which is I can't. I swallow the lump in my throat. "Yes, of course. I'm definitely staying here. I don't see the point in going home."

He immediately smirks. "You've changed a lot, Ji-eun. I don't know where my bestfriend could've been before this even happens." He stood and went by the door where his luggage and bags are standing.

I should've not told him that. "Minho, it's not not like that! I mean were still the same, right? We coud have fixed our relationship by being civil to each other, by not hurting," I tried to convince him.

"There's no point in putting our relationship back together. I've seen to myself that things aren't getting great for me either. I'm becoming possessive towards you and that's not a good sign. This is the best way to avoid you."

I gape at his confession. It might be scary but atleast he admitted to himself of what actions he had been doing. "That's good for you. We're still friends, right?"

My smile faded away when he nods. "No, not anymore. I'm so sorry, I felt like we're strangers now. I felt like I've been thrown into trash a thousand times."

"Don't say that!" Tears are forming from my eyes. "You mean a lot to me, Minho. I don't want to lose you."

"Oh, come on, Ji-eun! I know you don't see me as a man you love. Don't show your crocodile tears because that's all fake. You're fake!" He lets out a loud moan as his tears drops from his eyes. He instantly wiped it.

"You're only like that because you have a grudge inside you," I said.

"I don't like this drama anymore," he said preparing to leave. "That's it. I'm going home, where I'll find myself first and figure out the next step I'll take. I think it's the time for me to forget about you and start my new life with my family in Gangnam."

I will say something but he interrupts me.

"I will try to love myself first before other people." He looks at the three of us. He gives his farewell to my mom and my dongseang and then to me. "Goodbye, Ji-eun, I hope you'll get your true happiness. I hope you won't regret choosing Jungkook over me."

He went over the door and slammed it so loud.

I unconsciously sat on the floor and felt myself crying.

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Happy New Year everyone! Have a Blessed and fruitful 2018 to everyone!!! Feeling motivated to start up my New Year! -Em