Maybe It's You || Irene X Male Reader

viii.

"How are you?" Chaemin asked in a calm mixed with worry tone.

Before I could even answer her question, Irene came over with a tray and placed two cups of tea on the table. Chaemin eyed her questioningly.

"It's on the house, don't worry." she smiled at both Chaemin and me.

"Thank you,"

Irene only nodded then excused herself, allowing Chaemin and I to talk in peace. I placed my hands on the cup of tea as I stared at my reflection on the hot brewed liquid. I guess someone was still bound to see me.

"(Y/N)?"

My eyes quickly shifted over to Chaemin as I let out an awkward laugh. "Ah, I'm fine. Thanks for asking."

Chaemin didn't seem convinced with my answer as her worried expression still hadn't changed. She took a sip of her tea before continuing her questions.

"Where are you living right now?"

"I'm currently living here. The owner of this coffee shop took me in."

"I felt relieved for that." she said with genuine relief. "I honestly thought you're wandering the streets."

"Chaemin," I mumbled and stuttered lowly. "H-how is she?"

Her brows shot up in surprise and after a moment, she averted her eyes. "She's... Do you really want to know...?"

I spoke with a pained voice, slightly struggling to let the words out. "Please..."

Even though Jihye betrayed me, my love for her still had not faded at this moment. I did feel intense anger and hate for her but my love was still far stronger and for that I really hated myself.

"She's not doing good actually." Chaemin answered eventually, her tone turned grim. "She's drowning all her sorrows through drinking and haven't stopped crying since you left her place."

Hearing the current condition of Jihye, that she was wasting her time with crying and drinking for the mistake she did, I could admit that I felt a bit of pity and maybe even a hint of remorse at the same time. I averted my eyes and once again gazed at my reflection on the surface of the hot liquid.

"I know I don't have right to say anything on behalf of Jihye but let me tell you this." Chaemin softly spoke. "Jihye loves you."

I instantly looked over Chaemin, my eyes burning with anger over what she said. It was baffling how quick my feeling changed from pity to anger only because of hearing that my now ex-girlfriend still loves me.

"Loves me? Are you sure of that?" I asked, my voice raising a bit. "Do you even know the feeling I felt after catching my girlfriend, the person I loved and cared for, be in bed with the same fucking guy who I thought would be the last person to betray me?"

"Tell me, Chaemin. Does fucking Seojoon count as Jihye loving me?" I continued on.

Tears once more were quick to gather in my eyes, blurring my vision as I struggled to not let them fall. Chaemin looked at me with regret. I couldn't speak anymore because I knew that if I do, the tears I was struggling to not fall would indeed release themselves pouring out my cheeks.

"I think we're done here, miss." I heard Irene's voice politely telling Chaemin to leave. "I'm sorry to tell you but (Y/N) is currently needed in the kitchen.

Though hesitant and clearly would still like to continue our conversation, Chaemin nodded her head eventually and stood up. However before she could take a step and leave, she apologized first and thanked Irene for the service.