"Daddy! Why is my favourite colour red? All the other Kid's favourite colours are blue, green and purple! They leagues at me when I said that my favourite colour is red!" A 9 year old little girl questioned her father whilst he was tucking her in bed.The man smiled down at his daughter as he sat down on the chair next to her. "That's because you're special, sweetie." He replied as he gently stroked her hair.
"Why does that make me special?" the little girl asked curiously.
"Well..." he paused for a moment and looked into her sleepy–yet–bright eyes. "The colour red represents energy, passion and action," He explained.
The girl raised an eyebrow at her father. "What does that mean?"
"It could mean anything. Like confidence, desire, strength, courage, excitement, determination," He leaned back onto the chair. "But it could also mean things like anger, fear, pain, violence or resentment." He sighed lightly.
The little redhead stared at her father in awe, completely bewildered about the fact that one colour could mean so much.
"But, do you know what the most important thing about this colour is?" He smiled when his daughter shook her head. "It represents love." He said. "One day, you're gonna grow up and meet someone you'll love, then you'll get married so that you two can be together... forever."
"But I already love you, daddy. I always want to live here with you."
The man laughed lightly and leaned over to kiss the little redhead on the forehead. "I will never leave you, princess. I love you, too."
You lied, dad. You left me. Irene sighed as she looked down at her red dress. Her father may have lied about never leaving her, but he was right about this colour. This dress has witnessed her confidence, excitement and desire when she decided to tell Seulgi about her feelings; her pain and anger when her world fell apart at the news that she was married; her fear about losing her best friend; her strength and determination to let go of her feelings for Seulgi and give Jennie a chance. But most importantly, it has witnessed love... her love for Seulgi and Jennie's love for her. It wasn't exactly what she had imagined love would be like, but she knew that the blonde would do everything to make her happy, and that was enough for now.
The girl was so deep in her thoughts that she didn't realize the cab had come to a stop. It wasn't until the cab driver cleared his throat that made her snap back to reality as she realized they had arrived.
"It's already been paid." The driver remarked when he saw Irene rumbling through her purse. The girl thanked the man and got out of the car. After the cab drove off, she took some time to look at her surroundings. Her brows furrowed at the sign with "Bae Irene: this way" written on it. The sign had an arrow drawn below it pointing to the direction of a big theatre. She slowly walked towards the entrance and pushed the door to go inside.
It was dark and silent when the redhead stepped in. Irene looked around and listened carefully for any sound, but there was nothing. "Hello? Anyone here? Jennie?" She called out, but there was still no noise other than her own footsteps.
She took a few more steps forward when suddenly, one of the spotlights went on and revealed a blonde woman on stage holding a microphone with both hands.
Irene squinted her eyes letting them slowly adjust to the bright light. "Jennie?" The blonde woman didn't respond. Instead, she heard a few musical instruments play in the background. She had no idea where they came from, but before she could question it, Jennie lifted the microphone closer to her mouth and started singing.
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✔️ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕤 𝕆𝕗 𝔹𝕣𝕠𝕜𝕖𝕟 𝔼𝕞𝕡𝕚𝕣𝕖𝕤 // Seulrene ff
FanfictionIrene hasn't been happy since her father had passed away. She couldn't love or smile anymore. There was always chaos at home. Her grandmother always fought with her mother. Everything about Irene's life sucked. Untill a girl named Seulgi moved to th...