Forever Yours <SaeranxReader>

Story Mode 83: I'll Be Right Back

"Thanks," Y/n smiles. She didn't realize that the those around her were willing to go so far for her. Just a few months ago she was just a country girl alone in a big city. Now look at her. She was just proposed to, is apparently related to a celebrity, and the whole country can't get her name out of their mouth. Oh how things change. "But, no thanks."

"What?" Her father is the first one to speak up. "Y/n, I saw the comments online earlier. What if someone tries to hurt you?! You need to let them do this."

"I don't agree." Y/n plays with her hair for a moment before returning her father's hard gaze. "My safety isn't what I'm worried about. Jumin's guards are already positioned in the hallways and Ray is right here. You're freaking out, Dad." She sighs. "I know you haven't quit so just go outside and take a smoke." His eyes widen, but Y/n just shakes her head. "I'm not a kid anymore, I'll make my own decisions." She points to door. "Go."

D/n's surprise melts into a sense of defeat and acceptance, the smallest of smiles decorating his lips. His baby has grown up. Nevertheless, Chiffon watches him grumble as he grabs his stuff and leaves the room. When they were together he used to hate seeing her smoke. So when...?

Jaehee, the most neutral party, speaks up as D/n leaves the room. "Why are you against the video, Y/n?"

"Yes," Chiffon adds on as her mind returns to the current situation. "How is it that you're able to be this calm and forgiving after all I've done to you?"

Y/n holds her hand up to the older woman, signaling for her to stop. "I haven't forgiven you. And I don't understand why you did what you did either." Her gaze softens. Saeran has made her more thankful for the things that she does have in life and less bitter about what she doesn't. "But at the end of the day, I'm thankful to you. You gave me this life and I'm able to spend it with the man I love. That's more than enough for me."

"Y/n..."

A small smile comes to Y/n's lips. It only now occurs to her that her affection towards Jumin might've been a little different from what he felt for her. He watches her from across the room. "Anyway, I really don't care what the media says about me. I can still do the work that I want and not have to worry about my pay or getting fired. But, that's not the same for you two."

"With things are they are now, Chiffon, your drama won't go under and Jumin, the company's stocks will remain stable. With you two as the victims, more people will be trying to show their support for you than trying to hurt you." Y/n really has nothing to lose.

"With me as the bad guy, all we have to do is have someone replace me as the host of the RFA party. It's in a week, but since all of the work is done it shouldn't be too difficult." She smiles, "Jaehee, would you mind?"

Caught off guard, the assistant replies without checking in with her superior first. "It's the least I can do after you've covered for me so many times."

Jumin takes a deep breath, his eyes flaring open before he can sedate himself. This was supposed to be his one time to protect Y/n. He never said anything when he could see that she was crying over Ray. It wasn't his place. He wasn't going to make it his place. But now the media is after her due to her relation to him. It's his one chance. "Y/n—"

She shakes her head. "Put yourself and the company first, Jumin."

Jumin catches himself mid stride and turns for the door. His tie is tight around his throat. He clears his throat, "Jaehee. Chiffon. The video is off. We're leaving. My father is waiting our explanation." The two women notice his short and casual tone and exchange looks. They both keep their mouths shut. "Assistant L/n, Ray. Have a good day." And just like that, the three file out of the room.

"That," Y/n exhales deeply, turning to her boyfriend. "Was a lot." She has been holding it in but sure enough, pain has started to creep in again. It's not unbearable, but it's still undeniably there. She closes her eyes tightly. Saeran's hand immediately falls over her clenched fist. "Sorry," she counts to three and breathes out, forcing herself to relieve the tension from her limbs and ignore the pain. She's done it before, she can do it again. She smiles lightly. "What even happened to me? They didn't take anything out, did they?"

Saeran shakes his head, "Your medication was taking a toll on your organs and impaired your blood flow," he recites the doctor's words from last night as he lays her gently back down on the bed. She holds onto him tightly, hissing slightly, her sweet gaze never leaving his mint eyes. He bites his lip. He can't believe he pushed himself onto her like that when she first woke up. "An artery connected to your kidney was narrowed, but they were able to fix it. They didn't take anything out," he smooths her hair down lightly and smiles. "You're going to make a quick recovery. So, don't worry."

Saeran leans above her and she can see the worry in his features. But more than anything, she can feel the warmth emanating from him. His touch lingers on her cheeks and she catches it, holding it in place. Just like he had done to her before, she presses a series of light kisses against the inside of his wrist. a light blush spreads across his cheeks as he watches her. "Saeran," she mumbles. Sunlight filters into the room through the white curtains. She soaks up the light beautifully, forever his angel. "Will you stay with me until I get released?"

"Of course," a smile plays on his lips. "There's no better place for me than your side, Y/n. I won't leave you." Y/n giggles and holds her arms out. More than willing to indulge her, Saeran swoops down and wraps his arms around her, her form matching his completely. Their lips meet, and for a moment, the pain disappears.

A bashful smile decorates her lips as they pull away. "Won't you say that thing to me?" She holds up three fingers cutely. "Those three words that make me feel all fuzzy inside?"

"You're my everything?" He asks with a smile. "I'm yours always? You are beautiful? You're an angel? You're the only one I want? My one and only? You're all I could wish for and more? You're the one I want to spend the rest of my life with? Be mine, Y/n. Let's be together forever."

Y/n turns away and covers her eyes. Bright laughter spills out of her and outweighs the pain in her gut. It's music to Saeran's ears. "Most of those had more than three words!" She pouts and faces him again, removing her hands from her face. "You know what I'm talking about... won't you let me hear you say it again?"

He laces his fingers with hers and kisses her gently. He moves from her lips to the tip of her nose and then to her forehead. Saeran smiles. "I love you, Y/n."

She holds his hand tightly and presses a small kiss to his neck. "I love you too, Saeran." She sighs in relief. His love is a cure all medicine. "I love you so so much."

Before, the moment can continue any longer, a knock sounds at the door. They don't wait for a reply. The smile slips off of Saeran's features as he stands up straight. Seven slips in the room. He makes eye contact with Y/n, but his shaky stare ultimately focuses on his twin brother. "Saeran, we need to talk."

Seven's hair is disheveled and the bags beneath his eyes are deep. This must be something important— possibly personal. When Saeran turns to her, she offers a smile and a small nod. He should be there for his brother. Saeran clenches his teeth once, but gets the message. "Are you okay on your own, Y/n?"

"Yup," she smiles lightly. She can already feel the pain crawling back, but it's nothing she can't handle. And really, Seven appears to need more help than her. "I'll have Nunsseob to keep me company, so I'll be alright." The stuffed animal smiles at her from the foot of her bed.

Saeran smiles and kisses her forehead again lightly, not caring about his brother's impatience stare. "I'll be right back Y/n. Wait for me."

She giggles and blows him a small kiss. "Forever and always."