Beautiful, Dirty, Rich (Monsta X Fanfiction)

Chapter Seventy Three: Confessions of a Fairy Godmother

Minhyuk's POV [confrontation day]

A couple of days later, I found myself sitting alone in my hair salon once again. After a while, I came to the realization that I needed to leave Korea.

I'm not sure how long I sat there, staring at my reflection.

There was something different about me. I could see it, but I couldn't pinpoint it. I examined every feature of my face, searching for something. My nose was still small, bridge high, my eyes still naturally flirtatious (though drained of their energy), lips still small but perfectly shaped.

Suddenly, I realized what changed.

My soul, my inspiration, the fire in my heart... it was dying.

My reason for being here was moving on from me. 

The longer I stayed in Korea, the more unhappy I knew I'd become. Now, just seeing Yuri made me sad. The only way to overcome this sadness was to chase after her.

It was hard for me to move on.

When I want something, I obsess over it until I conquer it. When I put my mind to becoming a designer, it took over my life. My yearning for Yuri would most certainly take over my life until I had her. And I didn't want to go down that road.

Forcing myself to move on was the best, for both of us.

I can't always be Yuri's right hand man.

I can't be the fairy godmother forever.

You see, the problem with fairy godmothers is that you don't need them forever. In fact, you rarely need them for longer than a night. 

After that, they're obsolete. They always leave. 

This was my curse as a fairy godmother.

I'm left wondering if I needed Yuri more than she needed me. 

While she enjoys her "happily ever after" at the ball with her prince; I'm alone, wondering if that should be me.

For a moment, I imagined myself being the one Yuri straddled on a sofa.

'Stop thinking like that. She's your friend.'

I'm sure we could have been more than friends. It could be me she was dating, or even engaged to, if I realized my feelings sooner.

Sadly, the chips didn't fall into place until it was too late.

Fate is so fickle.

According to the butterfly effect, the slightest things can change our future. 

Perhaps I never should have opened that door to speak to Yuri. Seeing a girl who was clearly having a bad time, I should have left her alone instead of inserting myself in her business.

What would have happened if I didn't encourage Yuri to change? Would we be together now?

It was chance that we met at that karaoke bar. What if that was fate knocking at my door, and I ignored it.

I'm constantly wondering if I screwed myself out of my own destiny.

Then again... maybe this was all for the best.

I was neglecting my calling, fashion design, by staying in Korea with Yuri. 

There is a whole empire waiting for me in Paris, where I could play out my legacy and create legendary runway shows. 

The Atelier de Minhyuk... I was supposed to take over at the head designer soon.

That's what I was meant to do. That was something I could rely on with 100% certainty.