𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓 • 𝘫𝘰𝘩𝘯𝘯𝘺 𝘴𝘶𝘩

「 twenty six 」

"Ah, please focus on your pose, I don't want my favorite celebrity to sulk on not getting his photo taken. Aish, always demanding on only taking good shots, you're a p-picky celebrity alright." Jena groans in between taking photos, groan sounding quiet and wobbly but immediately mask it up with her play pretend annoyance. Her eyes started to blurry and she immediately brushed it off with her fingers and let out a broken laugh when the older threatened to hit her with the mic, Doyoung regretting the innocent gesture when she covered her hands and broke down without notice, confusing the kim on what's going on.

Is it because of the alcohol in her system? Is it because of singing enchanted right in front of her naive lover? Is it because she is looking over Doyoung? Or is it the overwhelming stress she has for her brother? Those were a few of the many reasons that caused her to crack up and cry, destroying the lovely mood they should be aiming for. It has always been her concern on liking Doyoung before they were even official. She knew how well loved and known the male is before crossing paths with him, the adoration he gains from his talent and personality alone makes her hesitant to be with him all from the fact she's aware of the power he holds and she's honestly scared on ruining it just because of being in love with him.

She had always been a coward since, she was terrified of the thought of the ongoing risk of dating with him; his peaking career, their fans, and most scariest among all is their relationship with the older suh, Johnny confusing the younger with the unnecessary strictness he's giving and it was overwhelming her. And with her fear comes with the anxiety of sasaengs and paparazzis watching their move in from a short distance, hiding where satan knows, with their relationship being kept hidden on the mouths from the general public, it wouldn't be a lie that Jena finds it extremely alarming on not going exposed just yet and it was messing with her head big time.

And for her, it feels like the press is like a ticking time bomb; no hints, no defusion nor announcements, will bound to explode anytime soon along with evidences of them dating.

Doyoung watches painfully on the younger breaking down within his arms, chanting how sorry she is for ruining everything, apologizing for being vulnerable in the middle of having a splendid date. He frowns and strokes the strands of her hair, shushing all the sobs down and looks over her watery eyes, cupping her face to look at him directly. Then there he is, heart ache upon hearing her suggestion on breaking up for the better good, reasoning out it would be easier for them to give up and go on separate ways, mayhaps offers to stay as friends for the long run. 

If they weren't outside and got somewhere private, he could have cursed and showed how furious he was towards the reasoning, figuring out how weak she is on suggesting the idea when she could have stayed and fought with the relationship. Doyoung has the very right to get mad, to lash out and start arguing with Jena but for some reasons, he couldn't. All the built up anger, pain and agony were unbearable for him to speak coherently, only chanting the word stay repeatedly as he finally shed tears, vision blurry on the excess tears that he was letting out. He just couldn't, why is it so easy for her to let go and call it quits? 

Was he not enough? Is he not worth the risk?

Despite of the heavy feeling that suffocating his chest, he strives hard to convince the female to change her mind, reminding her clearly that they're already in a year relationship to just give out now; nudging all the efforts they made to last this far, all the dates, smiles and laughter they shared will go to a waste and he emphasise that he wouldn't want to recall them as an angst memory just because they didn't fought to stay longer.