Makeup Artist - Kim Taehyung

Chapter 7| Drunk

Y/N PoV

It already night by time you got discharge.  Doctor informed that you dislocated your right arm and you have to wear a cast for roughly 3 months. However it was not serious to the point you have to admitted.

At the point of time, you were already emotionless . So many bad incidents happen  to you all in one go. You wondered what else would happen.

With a heavy heart , you slowly made your way home . All alone. You walked and walked and walked , not really knowing if it was the correct way. But you kept walking.

Without you realising, you have been walking half and hour but you were nowhere near home. You looked around you, not familiar with the place. However, you spotted a shop selling soju and headed in to take a break .you figured couple of drinks would be good, eventhough Doctor highly recommend stay away you stay away from it.

At the pint of time, you don't care anymore

"Ajummeoni....soju 1 pleaseee" you ordered loudly enough for her to hear as you took a seat .

Before you know it, you were already at your sixth bottle. You wanted to drink your problems away. You felt tipsy,so rested your head on the table.

"I was not at wrong ..." you mumbled,still feeling drunk. "It was not me ... not me"

You finally lifted you head up to take another sip of soju but at your surprised, you saw a man wearing masks sitting infront of you.

You jumped a little before squinting your eyes, trying to figure out who it was. You laughed as you took a sip.

"I must really drunk and crazy. I saw you infront of me" you laughed and take another sip "ya.... you wearing that mask won't make me recognise you ohh ??" you raised your voice a little louder without realising

His eyes shook widened as he looked around to see if you caught anyone attention. He then placed a finger on his lip that was covered by the mask. You chuckled and followed his gesture

"Ohhh shhhhh... hihihi...you're an idol, people can't know you here....hihihi shhhhhhh" you whispered, mocking him

You looked at him who was probably just your imagination. He wearing all black from his coat to his shirt to his pasts and even his mask. Only his eyes were not covered but it was amazing how you know who he is. And it was amazing how realistic he looked.

"Ya..." you tried your best to talk eventhough you were a little bit dizzy. " I... am not as bad as you think... I didn't push that witch for fun...oHhhh I did because..." you pause thinking if you should continue. " because she called me. A slut but I'm not a slut... I'm not a slut..." you took another sip as you imagination man just observed your actions , not uttering a single words

"If my late parents heard me I was called a slut, they wouldn't be too happy.Ahhh.." You hiccuped from excessive drinking."that's why I pushed her...and I'm sorry." Finally , the very first tear rolled down your cheek . You took another sip. At this point of time, you already mazed out amount of soju you could handle.

One more sip you and you might explode.

"You know... I wanted to tell you the truth...but..." you wobbly stood up and whispered in his ear. "She's your girlfriend..." you chuckled "I don't want to ruin your relationship with her" you tried to sit back on your seat, almost loosing your balance. Your imagination man even tried to help when you almost fell but he sat back down after seeing you were okay.

"But... is it fair for me ?" I hid the truth but I lose my job, and a got a bad name myself ?" You question as you hit your chest . The imagination man just looked down and guilts."My parents . My late parents must be very upset of me."

Finally, you cried

After helding back your tears for entire day, you finally cried . You covered your face as you cried your eyes out . Everything become blurry.you wiped your tears and that was when you realised , the man you imagine was no longer in front of you. You cried harder and rested your head on the table, before headed to sleep.

"Why everything So hard for me"

-to be continued -