Chapter 24

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Seokjin's POV

"How can you say that you love me after I told you that we need to be over before the media caught us? Before more people know about us?" She said agitatedly.

"Like I said, Jisoo. I don't care." I really don't care. I will stop doing my job if I have to. But Jisoo wants us to separate before the media know about us, I doubt she will let me do that. She is going to disappear like the way she was mad at me in Japan. How many times do I have to convince her that I want her?

"BUT I AM!! I care about you! I care that you finally got what you want! I care that more people in the world know about you! I care that your hard work got recognized!" She took a deep breath to control her anger. Then she continues to say, "Do you know how many times your mother cried with me because we were worry that your company took advantage of you?"

"Wait. What?" I said dumbfounded. I asked my mother to tell me everything about her relationship with Jisoo. My mother definitely didn't tell me what Jisoo just said. That is a piece of new information for me.

"You did a lot of damage in your early days," Jisoo said as a matter of fact and I'm not going to deny it.

"I still do. But what are you talking about?" I asked needing more. Desperately need to know more.

I was still on my bed leaning against the headboard when she starts walking in a circle, "First when they found a condom in your room. Second when the girl group in your company happened to be a sneaky horrible person. I know it wasn't about you but it still about you because you were in the same company. It sure did affect you. And third, then Lee Gukjoo happened. It was one after another and we were worried."

First of all, she really lost her control. Jisoo is the calmest person I know and now she is losing it. Which means this is important for her. Our relationship is important for her and the way she put her concern on me is totally unnecessary. I will survive regardless. I went through that and I proved that that doesn't kill me. People can say whatever they want about me.

I went over her and I hold her shoulders giving it a shake once or twice, "Jisoo! Jisoo. It was over."

"Your mother was calling me on the phone. She was crying, oppa. Those things happened too early in your career. She was worried that it will ruin everything. The timeline was too close between one and another. The problem was your mother thought your company will use you as a solution. Like connecting you to a sponsor or something. When you told her that you were okay without telling her any details, she was scared. That can mean you were really okay or they break you in a way that can't be repaired anymore. She can't help it but be worried about you. And you were changing your girlfriend so often doesn't help either. She thought women were your outlet. Your way of running away from the pressure of our job." She said that really softly while looking into my eyes. Her eyes were brimming with tears but then she blinked as if she won't let it drop from her eyes.

I let my thumb caress her cheek then I said to her, "I won't let them know about us."

I took her hands and I brought her to our couch in the living room. Somehow it'll be hard for me to concentrate if I did it in the bed for obvious reason. I pull her to sit on my lap. Despite being hard to concentrate on the bed, I still need her to be close. Then I proceed to tell the whole story about my past. The story that only my members and Bighit's staffs know because they were affected by me. And a few of my closest friends.

After I was done telling her the story, she was silent. I can see she was processing what I just told her. I prayed to God that she didn't go to the wrong side and think that we need to be over. I pull her chin to look at me. I asked, "What are you thinking so hard about?"

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