Missing In Action - Han Jisung ff

will warm sunlight ever shine on me?

Do Byungjoo P. O. V

"Call me if something bad happens"

That words keep repeating in my head over and over again. How sweet can he be? Asked me to call him if something bad happens.
Such a cliché..

I was sitting at the living room, busy in my own thought.

It's already 12 in the midnight and usually, my father will comeback home around this hour.

I sigh. I don't understand with my father sudden change. After mother died in car crash, he stop going to work and drink every night. He becomes a killer that make me a one too..

I look over my backpack at the table that I mentally prepared this evening. Just in case I need to run away from home. I prepared such as, school uniform, extra clothes, Colgate, toothbrush and pills if I sick.

Suddenly there's a loud bang on the door. I rushingly stand up and open the door only to be push on the floor.

"So you decided to come back in this hell?"

"Father, stop you're drunk." I said and he slap me on the face.

"I'm not!" He shouted as he pull my hair and glared at my eyes. "You such a bitch you know that? Just like me."

He push my head strongly.

I started to cry. Sometimes it's hurt to be strong while you not. Everyday being abused, feels like a hell to me.

"Don't you feel like you want to change? You still have a chance father.." I said almost like begging.

"do you want me to change?" He's bitterly chuckled and I nodded.

" Please.. I miss the old you."

"You miss the old me? Then get out from my house." My dad calmly said making me confuse. " Go to you boyfriend. Go! I don't have a daughter like you and i'm not you father!"

He push me out from my house and throw my backpact at me. "Don't ever comeback!" He close the door harshly.

That's when, my world started to fall apart. My dad is my only family left but he thrown me away. He even admit that he don't even has a daughter like me.

Am I that despicable in my father eyes?

Don't know where to going, there is only one place that popped up in my mind.

-

I knocked on the door hoping that it will be open as soon as possible. As expected it's open as fast than I thought.

"Byungjoo?" Jisung called out as he open the door. I didn't expect jisung to be here at all since this is chan house..

"Who's there." I can hear woojin voice from the living room.

"Byungjoo are you running from your house? Why you holding your backpack?" He bombarded me with all his unanswer question. I feel so sad that I don't even know why I suddenly hugging him in the first place. I crying at his chest non-stop. I can tell that he was shock at me but then he just go with the flow.

"I can't lose my father.. he's the only family left. I love him, jisung.." I sobbed non-stop as he pat my head.

"Byungjoo, it's okay.. i'm here. You can tell me slowly what happened" he soft voice spoke making me feel weak. How the hell man can be so soft for a women. I slowly look up at him and glance at his lips.

How does his lips taste like?

Without myself realize,

my lips already on his.

"What take yo- oh my God.."