you were with keo since before the beginning of his fame. through everything, you were the one he ran to when something went wrong, or he wasn't sure about something. keo always says you're his ride or die. that he wouldn't be pursuing his career without you. yet, he wasn't so sure anymore.

keonho had been re-thinking about your relationship for a few months. he thought that maybe it'd be easier to let you go to pursue his music career with his friends. when he'd told them about what he'd thought, they all went against the idea. but, he wasn't even sure of their opinion. keo wanted to do what he thought was right.

you were working on your bakery design when keo called you. you smiled as his name popped up on screen, "keo, my baby." you cleared your throat as you answered the call, "hi baby, what're you doing?" keo hesitated to talk, you could tell by the silent pause. "keo?" you shied, waiting for an answer.

keonho sighed, "I think we need to talk, baby." your eyes widened slightly. you could feel your heart drop as he spoke. the pit in your stomach felt heavy, like you already knew what he was gonna say. "okay, what about?" you questioned, sitting up.

"i've been thinking a lot recently, and.." keonho paused for a moment. "..and? what is it keo?" you asked, already preparing yourself for his answer. "..and I think it's best we end things. I know i said i couldn't pursue my career without you but, I think this is for the best." he adds, disappointment settles in his voice.

you sighed, taking in a deep breath. "yeah uh, that's..i expected that." you say, rubbing your forehead. "you did?" keo asks confused. "yeah, i did. i mentally prepared myself for this." you replied, throwing your head back against the couch. "i'm so sorry my girl-" "don't call me that while you're breaking up with me, keonho. please, that's all i ask." you cut him off. "you're right. i'm sorry."

your ears filled with silence once again, both of you sat on the phone. you didn't speak to him for a minute before you asked him, "why'd it have to be your career, and not me?" is the last thing you said before you hung up the phone. you sighed heavily, throwing your phone somewhere on the couch.

keonho ran his fingers through his hair. his heart filled with disappointment. he questioned himself on why he did that. why he called you, and broke things off. after 2 years of such true love, support. why did he break things up?

keonho stands from where he was sitting, walking back into the studio where everyone else is at. he sat in the chair next to martin. "are you okay?" martin asks, looking at keonho. keonho looks over at martin.

"i just broke things off with y/n." keonho says, rubbing his jaw. martin looks at him in disbelief, "why would you do that?"

"i thought it was the write thing to do since music is my passion now." keonho admits. "you messed up, keonho. big time." martin says, standing from his chair. "you should've thought more about your relationship than career. it's always more important."

keonho sits in his own thoughts. maybe martin's right, he should've considered his relationship than his career. maybe if he hadn't thought about his career so much, he wouldn't of been so caught up in his own success.

keonho knew the consequences of what he done. he would sit alone, go to the convenience store alone, do everything alone. sure, he had martin, james, hyeon, and juhoon but, they weren't you.

all the times he sat with you, sung with you, napped with you. were now going to be things he would never get to do with you again. he didn't appreciate all the moments he had with you, and he regreted that now.

he knew you were the girl of his dreams, and you could never be.