Your (Jaemin) POV
No one can force you into something. You can smile in depressing situation, you can sob when everyone on earth is laughing.
And everything you do, follows your heart.
I didn't bother think anymore, I raise out my hand to call the taxi passing by.
Should I feel guilty giving up on the other one? No I won't, cause' I'm not giving up on either of them.
My heart raced fast as my hand sweated like raining. I checked my watch time to time, hoping not to be late.
All of my thoughts, worries which once messed up my mind, have now left.
I know my heart, I know how it feels differently when I approach those two.
I hopped off the car and rushed to the entrance. I stopped and breath in deeply to calm myself.
I searched for his figure, slipping through the crowds, turning my head to any directions just to catch anyone look like him.
But I've never been to this place before. This place is way too big for me to search someone. But nontheless, I won't give up.
I know he's here, I can feel it.
I ran swirling my head around, I would look at some guide maps and signs, but I never knew where my actual destination is.
I breathed hard as I stop to gasp for air. I frown as frustration bombard me. It seemed like I have already ran miles, looking through people.
I sighed, feeling hopeless.
I hate when I lost my guide and my way, leaving me clueless, like I'm abandoned by the world.
"Umm... Good afternoon everyone." I raise my head as a familiar voice rang through the broadcaster somewhere not far.
"I'm Kim Jonghyun. I'm here to present my new piece of work that I wrote for a girl... I hope she is here to hear this."
I turned my head 360° searching for the other end of the voice. I ran again, despite that my legs are screaming for rest.
I notice a crowd of people not far away.
I squeezed through the crowd as the familiar voice singing, calling me to come.
As I slip pass people, my heart thumped harder and harder, as if like would stop working any time.
All I can think of is him, only him with myself bathing in his beautiful voice. Like my tears would fall anytime.
As slowly I saw his leg, his body, his face, all of Jonghyun, I am feeling like falling in love again.
I love him... so much.
As he locked eyes with me, angles of his lips twitched up with his eyes sending electricity to me. Sending all his feelings to me.
It was mesmerizing. I feel like the time has stopped. People were all gone. Noises were muted. Light only shine on us.
Like there's only him and I.
As the music gradually ends. My tears pured out, but I don't know why. It's like all those problems, all those pressure once put on me were gone.
As I walk out of the crowd one step slwoly, Jonghyun handed his guitar to whoever next to him jumped of the chair to me quickly. He threw his weight on me and held my face gently, wiping of tears from my face.
All this are real. I can feel his weight, his scent, his warmth. I can't tell how happy I am now.
"Jaemin, Jaemin look at me, here, look at me." he whisper softly to me.

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Being the only and forever maid of Jonghyun[Jonghyun Love Story]
FanfictionBeing clumsy and got fired, you have no choice but find a new master. But this time it's different. Like it will last forever. @Jonghyun @SHINEE @maid @romance