Lovestruck Stars (BTS Fanfic) 16+

Waves of Despair

As we pull away from the hug, she cups my cheeks in her hands and let's her tears fall.

"I've missed you so much!" She cries, wiping her tears away.
"What're you doing here?" I say coldly.
"I'm here to see my precious daughter, what else?" She says with a gorgeous smile.
"She's your mother?" Seokjin cut in with a frown.

Turning to him, I nodded. Only he knew why she wasn't welcome here.

-Flashback-

It was a cold night and Seokjin and I were sitting in the fire lit lounge on the couch under a blanket. He insisted that his hands were cold so he held mine hoping to warm up.

"What's your mom like?" He asked fiddling with my fingers.
"I don't talk about her, I'm sorry.." I said with a sad smile.
"Did she die?" He blatantly asks, his cheeks going red.
"No, but she really hurt me. My whole family did" I said looking away.
"Wanna talk about it?" He asked with a soft tone.

Not really. The whole situation always makes me feel sad, and angry, but more unwanted.

"Ok.." I reply and face him.
"My mother cheated on my father with a man and as a result, had me. My father knew and my mother hated me for ruining her marriage. So I've been treated awfully my whole life." I said, tears threatening to fall.
"It's not your fault!" He exclaims, squeezing my hands tightly as if they might disappear along with my words.
"She made the choice to sleep with the man! She ruined her marriage and your family are idiots for thinking it's your fault!"
He said rapidly.

As I lower my head, the tears that had been threatening to fall for awhile finally escape and a violent storm of tears rains down. Yet from the silence his gentle loving voice emerged and it was if a light switch was flicked. My heart felt lighter as he if he had lifted all the heavy weight off me.

"Regardless of how awful they are, If she hadn't done that, You wouldn't have been born. And then I wouldn't have fallen in love with you." He says lifting my head up by my chin.

"You love me..?" I gasp, dark red blush creeping up my cheeks.
"I do. And I hope there comes a day where I can say that in front of our loved ones" He says with a loving look decorating his perfect face.

We slowly made our way towards each other and just as our lips were about to touch, he stops and gazed into my eyes.

"Last time we were interrupted, not this time" he smirks and crashes his lips against mine.

He pulls me closer, tilting my head to have more access to the kiss. He slowly begins to slide his hands from my head to my neck, pulling me close against his chest. Dragging his arms down to my waist, he pulls me on top of his lap. I begin to trail my kisses down his neck, from his Adam's apple to his collar bone, as I slightly nip it, he groans out and grips my shoulders tightly. Pulling me further up his thighs, he rolls his hips in a slow circular shape and my breath breaks through my lips. Gripping each other tightly, small muffled groans escaped our lips occasionally as we pulled each other desperately closer.

Click clack click

Seokjin and I broke away from each other in a hurry and corrected ourselves as the door creaked open and multiple foot prints hurried in, following the cold gust of air.

"Hey guys! We're just grabbing something and then we're going out again!" Hoseok yells, as he runs into the hall way.

After five minutes the boys left again, leaving Seokjin and I alone once more. Yet instead of talking about anything, we sat silently. Awkward. Facing the TV which was off. When a soft voice spoke up.

"Do you know who your father is..?" The man spoke.
"No." I replied, not facing him.
"Do you want to know?" He asked quietly.
"Before I get married, I guess" I mumble.
"Have you asked your mother?" He asked, looking my way.
"It's always the same answer..." I say blankly.
"And what is it?" He replies.
"A beating." I crack, tears rolling down my face once more.

As he embraces me, I cry on his chest. And the memories of the endless beatings and abuse roll over me in waves of despair.

-Flashback over-

"You need to leave." A voice spoke up shocking us all.

Seokjin walked towards me and wrapped and arm around me.

"How could you be so rude to Ira's loving mother?" Taehyung exclaims running over to my mothers side. Her fake tears rolling down her pale cheek.
"She's not loving she ruined Ira's childhood!" Seokjin yells, making everyone flinch.

The room goes silent. But silence was broken by a laugh. My mothers laugh.
High pitched and beautiful yet holding a malicious after taste.

"Well it seems a certain little roach has opened more than her legs while living with you boys." She spits, her gorgeous face contorting into one of anger.

Everyone looked at Seokjin and I, who were pressed tightly side by side. His arm around my shoulders, keeping me there.

"So I can assume you chose to marry this one?" She growls, jerking a manicured finger towards Seokjin.
"What? No? And I haven't slept with any of them, for your information" I retorted angrily.
"Wait a second.. how did you know about the arranged marriage? That information isn't disclosed to the public." Namjoon asks quizzingly.

The woman began to smirk. Her eyes glinting with malice.

"Her father told me." She giggles.
"My father?" I cry out.
"I don't know him, I don't have a dad" I state, tears rolling down my cheeks.
"Of course you do, you dumb little bitch" she spat!

The boys all walked over to me, their faces angry. Yoongi walked towards my mother slowly and I saw her eyes roam over his figure with lust.

"Coming to show me your tongue technology?" She giggles seductively.
"Only to tell you that if you ever call Ira that ever again, I cannot promise you will get out safely." He growls lowly, his eyes narrowed in anger.
"Oh, I see! You're trying to act all cool?" She laughs loudly in his face.

She tosses her glossy hair over her shoulder and pulls out her phone.
Tapping away at the screen, she lifts it up to her ear.

"Hey! When will you be here?" She asks into the phone.

There is a moment of silence before she gives a simple reply and hangs up. Listening out for the sounds of a car arriving in the drive way.

"Who was that?" Jungkook pipes up.
"Ira's Daddy" she grins, shooting a glare at me.

Her words echoed into nothing, and it dawned on me. I'm going to meet my father. The man who should've came to protect me. The man who never wanted to be apart of my life. Of course I didn't know, maybe he did.
It didn't matter now. All that mattered was I was scared. But I have my boys to be with me.

"Ira, are you ok?" A voice cut into my thoughts.
"Uh, yeah" I say turning towards Seokjin and wrapping my arms around his waist.

Knock knock

"He's here!" The older woman claps happily.

We all turn to face the door that slowly opens. I feel Seokjin tighten his arm around my shoulder.

"What..?" The boys gasp in unison.

"Ira.. I'm sorry I didn't tell you before.." the older man cries as he walks towards me.

All the boys except Seokjin scatter away from me as the older man walks towards us.
He engulfs me in a tight hug and tears roll down our faces. Seokjin lets go and takes a few steps back.

"Bang PD, how are you?" He asks.

The older man turns towards him.

"I'm happy to finally be with my daughter!" He says with a teary smile.

(A/N)
Bang PD is Ira's dad?

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