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Chapter Twenty-Nine

[1 week later]

"You know." My father starts. Putting the paper he was reading down. "I wasn't expecting you to do this.. at least not so fast. What happened?"

I continued to stare out the window. A deep sigh leaving my lips as I turned to see him.
I was hesitant at first and I didn't want him to get a bad image.

So instead, I decided to say something else.

"I couldn't tell him." I replied. I wasn't exactly lying, I really couldn't tell him.
Just like he'd never tell me.

I turned to look back out the window.
The people signaling one another and I knew what that meant.

This was real. I was leaving.

"Right." My father looks around. "I won't ask anything else about it."
I'm glad he understood.
Though I know he's smart enough to read me and know it was something else.

"Wheres yoongi?" He asks, seeing that whom he was looking for was no where in sight.
We hadn't even left him alone much but he was gone already.

I knew this would happen, so I didn't bother saying much besides giving a shrug.
But once the person who was being asked about, responded.
It surprised me.

"Here." Yoongi says. "You know Sir, I own a bar."

My dad looks at him questioningly before understanding where yoongi was going.
My father's ears slowly turning red.

"So I know when my drink was tempted with." Yoongi says before taking a seat beside me.
He looked a bit annoyed and my dad couldn't help but laugh.

Looking at yoongi from the side. I forgot about what I was completely upset about and focused on him.

The past few days, he was nowhere to be seen and I wondered why.
Though a part of me knew because, neither was Hoseok.

"Stop." He whispers.
"Stop what?"

"Some people here, recognize us. You're giving them a misunderstanding."

"I-im sorry." I apologize and leave my gaze from him.
He however, took my hand and held it tightly.

I tried to let go but he simply tightened his grip.

"Yoongi you said—"

"Stop." He whispers again. At this point I was completely confused.

He sighs before looking at me. "I haven't been there for you much and yet here I finally am in your presence but I'm being rude."

"But that's you." I say and he glares at me.
"It's fine. You're right anyways."

"In one I am. In another, the whole point of us going back to Busan is because we're getting married." He says.
"So we might as well play the part along the way."

"Why are you so calm about this? I thought you didn't—"

"It's fine." He shrugs. "But are you sure, what you're doing is the best?"

I didn't need to think about my response.
After what had happened, I didn't hesitate to nod.

"Definitely."

"I thought you liked Jimin."

"Who ever told you that?" I scoff. My behavior about him being much different.
He obviously notices and is taken aback.

"Y/n?" He calls for me quietly. "What happened while I was gone?"

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