This takes place after the events in 'Mommy?' and 'Mommy (2)' so I suggest that if you plan on reading them, you do so before this one, unless you want to know the end.
Hiroki and Shania had always been a close couple, whether it was as boyfriend an...
I hugged Shania really tight, tears coming to my eyes at the thought of leaving her alone. Would she manage? Would I manage without her? I had no idea, but I hoped we would both be able to heal....
I shook my head and steeled myself to go. I didn't want to leave her alone, but I had no choice. Or did I? Could I just miss this flight and go back with her and pretend that nothing happened? Continue like before?
No.
I couldn't do that. Especially as the results of that would just hurt her more and I didn't want that. I didn't want her to have to deal with a second death. It would be unfair for her, and who knows what her reaction could be? I had to do this, for both of our sakes. It was the best.
After convincing myself that this was the best course of action, I slowly let her go and took a step back, taking in her face one last time before leaving.
"I love you Shania.... I'll come back as soon as I can."
Tears slipped down her face as she nodded. "Come back."
With that she left and walked away, not turning once. I watched her and felt the tears threatening to spill out my eyes. She would probably go back to the car now and would sit there until she managed to bring herself and her tears under control. Then she would go back home, or maybe she would go to her parents' house and stay there some time. I sighed and, once I couldn't see her anymore, I turned away and walked to check in my suitcase. I then made my way to the gate, going through the passport control, which took an hour as there were many people. The whole time I walked with my head down as I didn't want people to see my tears and I didn't want to be recognized as my father's son. Why did I have to look so similar to him? Why couldn't I look more like my mother? I guessed that that was my type of luck.
Luck that showed itself when a teenage girl stopped me.
"Excuse me, are you BTS Hoseok's son?"
I quietly sighed and faced her with a smile. Now that I had been recognized, I might as well be nice about it.
"Yes. And you are?"
"Oh my god it's so nice to meet you! I'm Charlotte, and oh my god I'm such a big fan of BTS! And your father is my bias and oh my god it's so nice to meet you!" Her eyes shone with excitement and she seemed genuinely happy to see me.
I smiled again at her and bowed. "Nice to meet you Miss Charlotte, and I'm sure my father would be happy to meet you as well if he were here."
At that she squealed and hugged me out of happiness. Shocked, I awkwardly hugged her back, before trying to move away from her.
"I'm sorry but I have a flight to catch and I can't stay here. I will tell my father that I met you though."
"Oh my god thank you so much! Have a nice flight! And please tell your father that he's awesome! And you're awesome as well! So nice! Byeeeee!" She waved goodbye and ran off before I could say anything.
Shaking my head, I made my way to the gate and arrived just in time for the boarding. This wasn't the first time that I had met and been recognized by an ARMY, but what surprised me was that she hadn't asked for a photo. They all asked for a photo because, as they said, if they couldn't take one with the Jung Hoseok, at least they could take one with me. And because we looked similar it was almost the same thing. I didn't understand their reasoning, and I didn't like them taking pictures with me, but I couldn't tell them no. Seeing them so happy always convinced me.
Once I was in my seat on the plane, I froze. That girl, Charlotte, had seen that I had been crying. And yet she hadn't said anything. Was she going to tell someone? As my father's son, I had to maintain a certain image, because I, in a certain way, represented him when he wasn't there (which was also a reason why I let his fans take pictures with me). And yet, I had shown a weak side of me in front of his fan. Why did I have to mess up again?
I sighed again and closed my eyes. It seemed like I would never do anything right.
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Hi there lovelies!
How are you all? I hope that everything's going great.
Did you like this chapter? I'm sorry if it's a little bit weird but I honestly have no idea what I just wrote. I'm going on like two hours of sleep and I'm definitely not awake right now (thankfully there's autocorrect).
Anyway, for those of you who don't know him, this is Jung Hoseok, aka J-Hope:
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