2nd Chances // Park Jihoon FF

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A/N:
If you're a Jinyoung stan, this could be a little discomforting for you guys :)

Jinyoung's POV

"Im sorry son.." my dad cried onto me.

"Its not your fault dad. Stop saying sorry" I smiled, trying my best to hold in my tears. 3 days ago, I have recieved a news that I never knew I would ever recieve. It was the most knee-weaking moment for me and I never thought I'd say this but im actually pretty okay with it. My dad however, didnt take the news well. I sat helplessly, watching as my dad shed tears infront me. Repeatedly said sorry and talked about how much he could've done to become a better father.

The news itself didnt hurt my heart, but the fact that my father felt like he wasnt enough for me, broke my heart into million pieces. I wanted to hug him and cry, tell him over and over again that he was the greatest dad I could ever ask for. For years he took care of me on his own, stood as a mom and a dad.

Tell me, how could I ever leave this precious man?

Its pretty funny how I only managed to think about the people who i'll end up leaving behind rather the thought of me..

Dying.

That's right. The news I recieved was about me not lasting long anymore. I tried to ignore this pain for a long time, little did I know it would turn out to be one of the worst things that could kill me.

A brain tumor.

"Dad, i'll be okay." I comforted my dad. I know its better to hurt people with the truth rather than comfort them with a lie but at times like this, it could be better to turn the tables around for a bit. The only thing left for me to do is to think about ways on how I would be able to tell this to the person I love more than my life.

Kim Seoyoon.

Lately I know I haven't been a great boyfriend to him. I acted cold for days and I couldnt take her out for dinners. No matter how much I really wanted to, I had to do some medications. I've been cold towards her because I didnt want her to see my weakness. Yes, Im okay with the thought that im sick, but yet, im still terrified of dying. Ofcourse if I ever had the choice, I would choose to live and marry Seoyoon. I wanted to be able to create a future with her

But I couldnt.

Im afraid that if I end up being soft to her like I normally am, I wont be able to hold in my tears. The more she loved me, the more I wish I wouldnt die but I know that I dont make the rules in life. If its really time then so be it.
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"Hyung, could you come over? Noona is really drunk and she wont stop calling your name out" Guanlin's voice rang through the phone.

"Im coming over." I quickly replied before locking my phone and changed into a shirt. Without telling my dad, I went out the door and headed to Seoyoon's place as fast as I could.

What has gotten into her mind?
She never gets drunk and im sure of that.
What made her drink to an extent that she couldnt even get a hold of herself?

The bus finally arrived and it would take atleast 10 minutes for me to reach her place. During thise minutes, I couldnt help thinking about her.

Finally, I reached the stop and rushingly ran to her house. As I came nearer to her place, I saw an unfamiliar car, that I know didnt belong to them, parked outside. It started to make me wonder, eho the hell brought her home if she was super wasted?

There I saw, Park Jihoon.

A hint of jealousy hitted me and I couldnt help but feel angry about it. But despite that anger, I walked pass him and just gave him a look.

"Mr.Kim, is Seoyoon okay?" I concernly asked as her father openef the door for me.

"Her grandma is changing her at the moment. Would it be okay for you to wait outside for a bit?" He asked with a smile. I simple gave him a nod and took a step backwards, allowing him to lightly shut the door.

Just as I was about to sit by the bench in her porche, I started wondering how the hell did Jihoon end up bringing Seoyoon home? Did they drink together? Was he the one who got her drunk? At this point my mind was a mess and I could feel my blood boiling with anger.

"Mr.Park." I sternly called out.

"What is it?" He bluntly bluntly asked.

"What did you do to her?" I asked through gritted teeth. He let off a light scoff and glared at me.

"What did I do to her? You mean, What did you do to her?" he corrected.

Me? What did I do?

"Do you know the reason she drank?"

"She drank because of you. Because she wanted to get rid of the sadness that YOU caused. How can you let her feel like she isnt enough when all she's done was give you her best." He angrily stated.

I made her feel like she wasnt enough?...
That's not what im trying to portray..
She's more than enough to me. She's everything to me. I know for a fact, even without effort, it feels like she's already the best.

"And since when was it your job to care? This is our concern to discuss. Not yours. Dont act like you've never hurted her before" I retorted. Completely ignoring the fact that my heart was hurting. I couldnt let Jihoon see me weak or else he'll find a bigger reason to take Seoyoon from me.

And im not letting that happen.

"I know you like her Jihoon. Im not an idiot. But im telling you this, not as your employee but as a man. Stay away from her." I directed. I tried to make my gaze as intimidating as I could to get him to back down.

"I care about her." He replied.

"Well it isnt necessary for you to. Im her boyfriend, i'll be giving the care that she needs" I snapped back.

"Is that why you're here just now? Where were you when she needed you? Where were you when she cried for you?" He questioned angrily.

"With all due respect Mr.Park, stop involving yourself in both Seoyoon and I's matter." And with that, I left. I ignored his question yes, because he isnt in the place to know and to be involved. He was just someone who treasure Seoyoon but cant have.

I wont let him have her.
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Mr.Kim finally let me in the house after my heared conversation with Jihoon, who also had left minutes ago. I felt relieve seeing him gone. Atleast he wont be the person she sees when she wakes up.

I walked to where Seoyoon's room was and saw her sleeping soundly on her bed. There was a faint smell of alcohol lingering through the room. She must have drank a lot for it to become this bad.

How can you let her feel like she isnt enough when all she's done was give you her best.

"Would you look at that, I've already hurted you without knowing. How much more will it hurt if I told you about my condition?" I said to her as tears rolled down my cheeks.

"You do know you mean a lot to me right?" I added. If people could see me, they'd think im a weirdo for talking to someone who they know, wont reply. But I wanted to cry and tell her all the things I can never say in person.

"Im sorry if i'd have to leave you soon. I hate it too." I cried.

"I love you, I always have and I always will."