victon imagines

byungchan - secret [part 2]

• genre: fluff
• 1381 words
• published: 01/13/20
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Y/N's POV

As I was on my phone, I got interrupted by a sudden call that popped out from the upper part of the screen.

It didn't have a caller ID, so I had no idea who it is.

"Hello? Who is this?" I picked up. "Is this Y/N of Asset Management Unit?" A lady says from the other line.

"Uh, yes. Why do you ask?" I ask politely. "This is the CEO's mother. You know me right?" She asks.

I gulped, wondering why she would call me. I knew something was off.

"Well of course Ma'am, everyone does." I try my best to not sound awkward. "Well then, do you have time later this afternoon?" She asked.

And of course, I had to say yes.

[♡]

I arrived at the cafe where we decided to meet up. And for some reason, my heart started racing.

Like, who wouldn't? I'm meeting my boyfriend's mother, and she doesn't know anything about our relationship.

So I knew I also have to be extremely cautious of what I say. Something might slip out of my mouth, and just the thought scares me.

I saw an extravagantly dressed lady from afar, waving at me. As soon as I noticed, I immediately approached her.

"Hello, Y/N," She greets me with a smile. "Hello, Mrs. Choi," I greet her back, slightly bowing.

"May I ask what you called me for?" I asked politely. "Well, you see-" She gets cut off as someone suddenly barges in the place.

"Wait!" Byungchan runs in quickly. He grabs my wrist making me stand up.

"Let's leave," He whispers at me and got away as quick as possible.

"Choi Byungchan, what do you think you're doing?" His mom stands up furiously.

"The right thing," He boldly answers, quickly pulling me out of the place. We got in his car and drove off.

"Where are we going?" I asked, still confused. And clearly, I wasn't aware of his plan of action.

"You shouldn't have met up with her!" He screams as his driving got aggressive.

"I-I'm sorry. I didn't know what to do," I said, putting my head down. He just sighs and continued driving.

I looked up and noticed the familiar road.

"Are we going to my place?" I asked. "You have to pack up, we're going somewhere far." He says in a serious tone.

"You're saying this to me just now?! Without my permission? What am I supposed to tell my parents?" I got angrier by every sentence.

"Well, you met up with my mother without my permission either." He says in defense.

"And tell them it was an urgent business trip, they'll understand." He says.

"Fine, but why all of a sudden?" I ask. "She can't know about our relationship." He replies.

"That's it?" I ask, a bit of anger in my tone. "What do you mean?" He stops the car, as soon as we got in front of my place.

"That's the reason why? Now that she knows, then we should tell her. I'm tired of hiding." I said, sighing.