Finally Home (KPOP Fan Fiction)

06

I’m sorry. I didn’t proof read whatsoever.

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Daehyun POV

I watched as multiple emotions crossed his face and it only fueled my anger; confusion, worry, betrayal.  I clenched my fists as his lips trembled when he took a deep breath, meeting my eyes with narrowed ones.

                “Who the hell are you?” Baekhyun snarled, his jaw clenching tightly.

                I clenched mine as well, “You didn’t answer my question.”          

                He threw his hands in the air, all emotions except frustration wiping across his beet-red face, “I haven’t seen my girlfriend in months and I get this urgent call the moment I was about to step into an interview and this is how I’m greeted?” Baekhyun’s face hardened. “I’m glad to feel so welcomed.”

                I scoffed, shaking my head and planting my hands firmly on my hips.  I can’t do any sorts of violence towards him, no matter how much anger is beginning to build up within me.  I can’t even stand looking at him, let along being near this douche. “You’ve spent months playing boyfriend with Eunji and you’re acting like a bitch because you aren’t in your interview?” I sighed and forced myself to not take a step forward. “And since when were you granted the right to call Dara your girlfriend when she found multiple magazine articles about your so-called love affair.”

                “It isn’t what it seemed,” he hissed through clenched teeth.

                “That’s what all liars say,” I shot back, taking a step back and planting my hands on the handles of the stroller.

                “It’s my job!”

                “You put your career over the happiness of Dara and your children, you pathetic hypocrite,” I snapped, not even looking at Baekhyun’s face. “Is it so hard to even give a simple phone call?”

                His face softened and I could feel my whole body stiffen. “I promise you…it isn’t as it seemed,” Baekhyun whispered quietly, the redness in his face fading to white. “I have nothing to do with Eunji.”

                “I’m going to make it clear here and now, Byun Baekhyun,” I took a deep breath as I met his emotionless eyes. “I fucking hate you for what you’ve done to Dara, Haru, and Luna and I don’t know who the hell you are.  And as of right now with your wretched self in front of me, I swear to God that I’ll protect Dara from valueless liars like you.”

                Baekhyun took a step towards me with his hands curled into fists, “You little bitch—“he stopped abruptly, taking in a sharp breath. “Dara and I are still dating—“

                “You two have been long over ever since she saw that first article of you and Eunji, dumb ass,” I waved one of my hands. “You’ve done nothing but make her life a living hell and making Dara believes that you still love her.  I know for a fact that she still loves you, and it pisses me off because it’s literally believable that you don’t feel the same.”

                “I still do—“

                “—not love Dara,” I finished for him. I watched Baekhyun’s face go completely blank.  The lump on his throat bobbed and I slightly smirked in satisfaction.