My Idol Boyfriend | Jung Jaehyun

The Ending

February 14th, 2019

Jaehyun's Pov.

20:37

I gasped, jolting up and grabbing my chest.

Fuck it. It was a dream.

I let out a sigh, my breath steady now as I threw the covers off me, making my bed as I thought about Nya showing up in my dreams. I really fucking missed her. But I was still hurting to muster up the courage to call her. I still knew her number by heart of cause.

After finishing, I headed to the bathroom to brush my teeth and take a shower to get rid of the sweat I was drenched it.

When I was done, I dried my head before wrapping the towel around my waist before returning to the bedroom, yelping once I saw Nya sit in the corner of the room. I held my chest, trying to calm down whilst she laughed her ass off.

"Seriously?" I asked, pissed.

I watched her smile fall, instantly feeling guilty.

"Yeah," she said after a while. "You're one who chose to believe your fans and other people over your girlfriend. You deserve it."

I sighed, moving towards the closet to change, looking over my shoulder to see if she was staring. She was.

"Could you close your eyes please?"

"Why? Not like I haven't seen it all before-" she stopped herself, probably seeing the look in my eyes.

"Alright," she soon agreed, closing her eyes. I swallowed the lump in my throat, quickly changing but having to start all over again when I realized I didn't put on underwear.

"Fuck," I grumbled, looking over at Nya who was smiling.

"What's so funny?"

"You."

I rolled my eyes, finally done, adding socks to warm my cold ass feet.

I turned back to look at Nya who still had her eyes closed. I smiled. For someone so stubborn, she sure knew how to listen well, and I told her just that.

"Only because it's you. You know I don't listen to anyone else," she answered just as I expected her to. "You done?"

I said nothing and walked over to her. A frown crossed her features.

"Jaehyun?"

I knelt before her, resting my head in her lap, feeling her flinch before one hand was in my hair and the other rubbing my back.

"I should have dated Lucas," Nya grumbled. "Or even Yuta. As much as he disgust me, he still trusts me more than you."

I sighed, raising my head. Her face dropped and she pulled me up from the floor, squeezing me in the chair beside her.

"What's wrong?"

I laughed through through my tears, Nya instantly wiping them away like she always did.

"The staff and the boys organized a party for me. It was great. But you weren't there. But I dreamt about the party with you in it this time and it was perfect. I never want separate from you Nya. And I'm so sorry for not trusting you or being good enough for you-"

"Hey," she held me, rubbing my back as I pathetically wet her neck with my tears. After what must've been a minute, she pulled away, her eyes filled with tears as well.