"Hyung, what are you doing here?"I got out of the black sleek minivan that parked before Jimin and Kook's. My face was stern, my body stiff and covered in black as I followed them into the arena with security.
"I reserved tickets a long time ago." I mumbled to them tonelessly, eyes not wandering around but forward without a care.
They stayed quiet knowing better than to argue or ask. But Jimin couldn't bear to keep his god damn mouth shut.
"Does Jennie know?"
I sighed pulling my mask down as we waited in front of huge security double doors for the go in. I faced my group members and glared.
"No, so if you tell her, you're dead to me." I sneered before moving first into the loud baring arena to find my seat up top near there's.
She's still my precious baby girl. And time, problems, fights, definitely won't change that. I've heard rumors of her dating again and they didn't bother me the way they were supposed to.
Maybe it's for the better I broke up with her. Our relationship was just plain toxic. We were too insecure with each other. I know I'm not the best boyfriend and she's drop dead gorgeous. Not only that, a man to know her true vulnerability and naivety will fall for her head first. Not like I did. No.
I fell for Jennie Kim with my feet weak to it's knees at her beck and call. I wasn't stupid into it. I was stupid in love with her is what I was— still am.
I sat back in my seat watching as the lights dimmed and the concert started. She did great, as per usual, the face and the persona she had just as charismatic as her stage presence. She shined on that stage like no other and she knew she belonged there too. I smiled behind my mask as I watched her feel so happy that every single person in this concert was here to watch her. She swayed with confidence, gratitude, honesty. I fell in love with her that way. I fell out when I saw her breaking.
I didn't realize it was because of me.
I peered up to look through my hat when I saw her glance at the VIP bleachers where we were. I glanced at the boys who watched with pride too, then to her again.
For the first time in months, our eyes locked. My heart did that stupid girly thing she always teased me about. She always said she could feel it whenever she said I love you with her head on top of my chest. God, it gives me shivers just remembering it.
She was so perfect.
And if it was another person other than Jennie Kim, they wouldn't have recognized me under what I was wearing. But as expected from my baby girl, she did so well.
Her lips twitched down, big screen fading from her face because I knew they didn't want to show her turn away on purpose.
I'd do anything to have her back. But I fucked up so bad this time, I don't know how to do that without fucking up for the 100th time.
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