Only You (J-Hope x Reader)

Not The Same

"You must think that your old man is weak, huh? Seeing me like this must be making you think that I'm weak," my dad laughed softly. "Not at all, our emotions don't make us weak," I smiled, reassuringly. "Your mother... she was a strong woman, I loved her dearly. It was only rightful for her to move on," he said. My smiled fainted at his words, "A strong woman, huh? Then why wasn't she strong enough to avoid all that alcohol, and be able to provide for me?" "It was my fault that you had a rough past. I know that I'm repeating what I told you, but I feel so guilty. Who would have known all of those events would happen during your lifetime? I want to blame it on myself, because I can't help but feel like it's my fault," he sighed. "I'm still as weak as ever. I can even admit that I am, because I know I am," he said. "Dad, don't say that about yourself. You weren't the one who pushed your child aside, because you had other problems. Like you said, you worked hard to get here for me. Mom didn't do anything of that sort. You're stronger she is," I replied. "But I did push you aside, because I was afraid, so it doesn't make me any better," he said. "If you could, would you have come running back? You said you would, wouldn't you?" I asked. He nodded, "But I'm no better, I've been the same as your mother. You shouldn't compare me to her, we're both similar." I stared at him, and then lowered my head. "He's right... I can't help but hate my mom and think that he's way better..." I sighed.

"Let's talk about something else. I think we should finish eating. I have work to do," my dad said. "I'm really glad that you decided to show up at my door. I kind of lost hope when I couldn't see you, but I'm glad to see you here," he added. "I'm here with you today, not with mom," I smiled. "I'm glad," he smiled back, and I nodded. Without a word, we went back to eating. We had an awkward tension around us, but it eventually went back to us having small talk. We finished our lunch, and then I headed out. I sat in the living room, and played on my phone. Then I stopped, I turned off my phone. I blankly stared at the wall. "He's not any different... I guess he's right. He is similar to my mom. They both left me to survive on my own, but he wasn't planning to leave me all alone," I only wonder how long he's had this house, and I want to know why he didn't come back. "Then again, I was probably hard to find. I didn't contact my mom ever since I moved into the dorms. Ever since... I sneaked out of my house," I thought.

~Flashback~

I was eighteen now, and I applied for a college on my own. I didn't tell my mom anything, why would I? She hasn't been there to support me while I was in school. I've been by myself ever since elementary school. There was no point in telling her. I'm sure she'll be glad to have me finally leave this household. I packed everything from my room very slowly. Just so my mom didn't figure out what I was doing. Now it was time to go, my mom was asleep. I grabbed my suitcase and bags then headed to the front door. When I left the house, I looked back at the house I grew up in. The one I was left to suffered in. Then I started to head to my college. I didn't have a car, so I had to walk. The time slowly past by, I wish I had a car. As I took each step, my stuff got harder to carry alone. I took a break. As I stared up at the sky, I let out a sigh. "I guess I'm officially on my own now," I thought. It seemed that nature felt my feelings, and decided to give me a hug. "You'll do great."

~Present~

What an odd time to have a flashback. I returned to my phone without any other thoughts. After a while of staring at the screen, I heard the doorbell go off. "Does my dad have a visitor?" I asked, as I got up. I went over to the front door, and looked to see who it was. I didn't recognize the person. He had a suit on, his hair was rather fluffy looking, and he had rounded glasses on. "Y/D/N!! (Your Dad's Name)" I heard him shout. Then he started hitting the door. I stared at him before laughing at how he suddenly started hitting the door. Then I stopped, "Right, it seems this person knows my dad. I guess I should let him in." "Maybe I should ask my dad's opinion?" but the guy outside seemed rather impatient. "Alright, I guess I should open the door," when the door was unlocked and opened, my dad rushed down. "Don't open the-" the door swung open. "Y/D/N, I missed you!" the male shouted. He nearly killed me with the door, because he swung it open so quickly. "Oh my, who's this? Your daughter?" he asked. My dad didn't seem quite happy with this guy's presence. "This must be the guy my dad was shouting at," I thought to myself. Before I knew it, my dad was trying to push the male out of the door. "Get out, now. I don't need you here to mess up my future with my daughter like you did with my wife- ex wife," my dad said. "Come on, Y/D/N-" my dad interrupted him. "That's Mr. Y/L/N (Your last name) to you. Don't be informal with your adults," my dad said, as he continued to make an attempt to push the male out of the door. "Right, Mr. K/L/N. I just got here, don't you think you can just let me in? I would love to chat with your daughter," he said. "I won't allow it," my dad replied. "You're no fun! You know I was just a rebellious teenager back then. I couldn't think straight, plus I thought it would be hilarious," he said. "You interfered with my divorce, and my life. It wasn't funny," after a few attempts, my dad gave up. "Just leave," my dad said. The male let out a sigh while smiling briefly. "I promise, no jokes," he said. "No," my dad denied. After a while of begging, he was able to convince my dad.

"My name is Jeong-Hui! It's nice to meet you, cutie," he smiled.

I hoped you enjoyed!
~XutieMiako