You Were My Love

Scene 32 - Lonely

Hae Wong and Jimin had finally got back to the car.

As they found themselves in its calm opulence, its engine purring and lulling Jimin into a more relaxed state, flashes of the scary episode appeared again unwillingly in his mind.

Shutting his eyes tight, still shivering with the remains of horror and fright, he tried in vain to will them away.

His man couldn't but notice his discomfort.

"Are you OK, sweetheart?" he rhetorically asked with his mellow, velvety voice full of concern.

Lowering down his eyes to his lap, Jimin shook his head slowly.

"I can't shake the fear off... I mean... I can still feel it physically... his grip ... I... I can still feel his grip over me..."

He nursed his sore wrists, new tears brimming his pretty eyes.

"Even now, I can hear his voice... and I can smell his tang on me... I still feel his lips on my nape..." he explained with a shaky, cracked voice.

He shuddered as tears now fell from his eyes and dropped onto his shirt.

The blond one reached for his kid's shoulders.

"I'm so sorry, honey... I should have protected you better...." he regretted bitterly, his hand very gently rubbing Jimin's back.

He felt so guilty he hadn't been able to prevent this.

Was that really how he was going to take care of what was most precious to him?

Why did he have to put his career and his pride forward to the detriment of what he actually cherished over anything else?

Was that really the kind of person he was?

Was it really who he wanted to be?

Some kind of self-centered, ambitious, greedy egoist like his father?

He wanted to punch himself in the face.

He frowned at his own incapacity and his left fist held on the wheel tighter as he tried to limit his disappointment at himself.

They were supposed to spend a nice evening and he hadn't managed to guard him.

Worse, he had blamed it on his angel afterwards.

His knuckles went white on the steering wheel.

He really was hopeless.

"Hae Wong-ah..."

His train of thoughts was interrupted right away by his angel's anxious tone.

"Yes, Sweetie?" his eyes softened immediately as he turned a worried face towards his cutie.

"I ... I don't want to be alone... Do you mind -... Could you ... stay ... with me... tonight?"

At the words Hae Wong felt his heart melt.

Despite his failure, his sweet honey still trusted him.

Although he had been so selfish, his Jimin still counted on him.

He really was so precious...

Hae Wong's love swelled in his chest.

 He just couldn't let him down.

He had to take care of him.

He had to make up for his previous inabilities.

Thus he was going to stay with him tonight.