#everythings-koreanpop

It’s only been a couple days when you last saw Jinyoung. The fight the two of you had were one of the worst stories you had to tell you friends. It was Thursday when you saw him standing outside the porch of your house with another woman, his hand in hers, her lips on his cheek, their bodies close together. It made you sick just thinking about the horrid image that was burned into your mind. For nights you couldn’t get a wink of sleep and when you did it only lasted for a couple hours.

The last you heard of Jinyoung or even about him was from one of your mutual friends. He was staying at his place to sleep. You couldn’t believe him. You were the one suffering yet he was out at a friends house away from you, it should have been you staying away from him. The first night when he had hidden himself away, you sat on the couch waiting for him to return so you could get some of the unfinished business over with. You wanted answers but he never gave them to you. But he never came home, the only thing that did make its arrive to you was a growing anger that bubbled inside; but the tears of sadness also crept its way into your eyes.

The second night when Jinyoung hadn’t returned home, you texted him and asked why he wasn’t man enough to come back already. You sent every angry text that came to your mind in his direction thinking that if you just spammed him he would respond back. But hours passed and not even the “read” sign came up. You swore to yourself that the next day you would go over to his friends house and push your way through to see just how pathetic of a man he was, ashamed at having been caught in his tracks. However, you didn’t have to show up. The moment you opened your front door he was already there.

“You liar. You fucking liar!” You screamed in his face as he just stood there taking every curse word you spat at him. “You, how could you do that to me?!”

He didn’t answer, Jinyoung only lightly pushed you to the side to make his way into the house.

“Where have you been?!” Although you already knew the answer you needed to hear it from him.

“It’s none of your business,” he mumbled as he walked his way through the living room only to be stopped as you grabbed him by the wrist.

“It is my business, Jinyoung! I deserve to know after you betrayed me like that!”

“I didn’t betray you!”

You couldn’t believe it. Even though you had caught him in the act he was still lying to your face. “Right, right. So when I saw you with that piece of shit a couple days ago, your hands all over her, you still have the balls to tell me that you weren’t betraying me?!” He just stood there, not giving you an answer. “Tell me! Every time you tell me you loved me… Every single time,” you could barely keep yourself together even after you promised to never break down in front of him, to never show him your tears, you’re voice was already cracking. “You’re lying to me, aren’t you? When you kiss me good night, when you say you’ll miss me even though I’d be back in a couple hours, it was all just a lie, wasn’t it?”

Jinyoung’s hands were tight fists, his eyebrows furrowed. You knew that face, he was about to break down just like you. And as horrible as it may sound, you wanted to see him break. You gave up and sat on the couch knowing well that it’d take time for him to give you the answer you were dying to hear. He stood in his place, his eyes followed you.

“You know, there hasn’t been a time when I stopped thinking about you.” Looking over your shoulder, you saw his eyes looking back at you. They bore no expression, only emptiness.

He walked over to you and sat on the opposite end of the couch, he leaned just far enough over his own legs to rest his elbows against his knees. You watched as he fidgeted in his place.

“I didn’t mean to-”

“Bullshit. You knew exactly what you were doing,” you rolled your eyes and scoffed at his pathetic excuse, “Why? Tell me why you did it.”

“I was… I fell out of love with you.”

There it was. The answer you never wanted to hear but needed to hear. There was a sting in your eyes and the tears that you tried to hold back fell endlessly onto the backs of your hands. You brought them up to your face and tried to wipe them away.

“But you told me you loved me!” The sudden pitch in your voice raised higher than you wanted.

“I’m sorry.”

“How long have you been seeing her?”

“(Y/N)…”

“Please, just tell me.”

He paused before telling you the answer. “It’s been a few weeks.”

You shook your head and the tears continued to fall even faster. Your heart strings felt as if they were about to break. “Why didn’t you tell me the first day you met her?”

Jinyoung ran his hands through his hair and ruffled it up, letting his breath out heavily. “I was scared of hurting you. I didn’t want to hurt you.”

“You hurt me when you didn’t tell me about her.”

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, (Y/N).”

You didn’t want to hear anymore words come out from his mouth. You got up from the couch, “I guess you came here to tell me everything and get your things, huh?”

He looked at you with teary eyes, already one has slipped down his perfectly shaped cheek. “Yeah,” was all he said before also getting up from the cushion, “Would it be okay if I come here for a couple days and get all of my belongings.”

You nodded your head and bit your lower lip. You were finally letting go of the one thing that made you happy but also the one thing that had suddenly poisoned you. Jinyoung grabbed your hand and slowly pulled you in for a hug. The tears that the both of you wept were now placed onto the fabrics of your clothes. You watched as he collected his things from the bedroom and when he was about to leave he turned back to you.

“Will you be okay by yourself?”

“Don’t worry about me, Jinyoung. You gave me your answer, the answer that I really needed to hear. I’ll be fine.”

And there he went. Out the door and now forever out of your life.