Second Chances

~Twenty Two~

Zuho seems to have been really trying to fix things the past couple of weeks. Spending more time with Y/n and Aeri and no pictures have been released by Dispatch. Y/n feels like they've taken a turn and she can now breathe again. He walks out with his bag and leans down to kiss Y/n. "I won't be late. I have to go over tracks with the producers and then we have dance practice. I should be home by seven. We can have dinner together." She smiles and nods. "I'll have it ready when you get home. Have a good day." He smiles and kisses her again. "I love you" he says. "I love you too." After he leaves Y/n calls Zuho's mom and asks if she would keep Aeri over night, thinking some alone time would be good for them. She comes to get Aeri in the afternoon and y/n starts to prepare dinner. She had everything ready and spent some more time on herself, having not really done that for a long time. She sat on the couch and waited for Zuho to get home. 7pm.....8pm.....9pm....10pm..... Y/n was really anxious by 10pm. She had called him several times but it always went to voicemail. She feels panic set in, knowing how this night was going to turn out. She grabbed her phone and went to Twitter. She typed in Dispatch and sure enough, a picture of Zuho and JiWon had been posted. She felt bile creep up her throat at the picture.

SF9's Zuho is at it again. The rapper and songwriter for the group was spotted only moments ago in a compromising position with Cherry Bullet member JiWon. What do you think it seems is going on? What would
Y/n think about seeing this?

In the picture was a clear face shot of Zuho kissing a woman that was clearly not her. She knew from the woman's red tips in her hair that it was Jiwon. She drops her phone and runs to the bathroom to throw up. Once she flushes the toilet she sinks back on the vanity and cries. How has this happened to her, again? She chokes and sobs and clutches her chest because it hurts so bad. She hears the door open and slam. "Y/n!! Baby!" Zuho is running down the hall. He runs past the bathroom but stops when he hears her. He rushes to her and falls to her on the floor. He cups her wet face and pulls her to look at him. His eyes look terrified and desperate. "Baby let me explain. It's not what you think." She just stares at him and feels her heart dying. "Let go of me please" she whispers. He listens because he's scared as she gets to her feet. She keeps her head down and walks out of the bathroom, not wanting to have this conversation where they use the bathroom. He follows her into their bedroom. "Baby please. Will you talk to me?" She says nothing but walks into the closet. She walks out with a bag and throws it on the bed. Zuho's eyes go wide and he runs to her. "No Y/n! Don't do this! Just talk to me." "Let go of me Zuho." She says the words with venom in her voice. "No. I won't let you go baby. Please just sit down and talk to me. Please!" He's pleading with her and she cries harder. She feels disgusted that his hand is on her and rage fills her. She grabs his hand and throws it off her arm and spins on him. He's terrified, she can see it clear. "Talk about what? The fact that there's a picture out there of you CLEARLY kissing another fucking woman for the whole world to see?! That that woman CLEARLY isn't me?! What do you want to talk about!! TALK!!!!" She's screaming now. Her anger and humiliation is fueling her now. "No baby. It's not like that! Let-let me explain." She scoffs and crosses her arms but takes a few steps back to give her space. "Then talk. Tell me the picture is photoshopped or it's not you. Feed me more fucking lies Zuho!!" He opens his mouth but nothing comes out. She scoffs again and walks to her dresser, pulling out clothes and throwing them on the bed. She walks over and opens the bag and starts to stuff the clothes in. Zuho grabs the clothes and holds them away from her. "No Y/n. Don't do this. I'm sorry!" She freezes. He's sorry. He's sorry? Really? She turns to him and her chin quivers when she sees him crying. "What are you sorry for? Is it true?" Zuho looks at her and then looks down and his shoulders shake as he cries. "Oh my god" she whispers. She turns and starts to frantically throw the clothes in her bag, not even caring what she has anymore. She runs out and into Aeri's room and grabs her bag.

Zuho runs after her and grabs Aeri's bag from her hands. "Give it back" she grits. "No baby. Don't do this. I didn't mean it, I swear! Don't leave me. Please! You can't leave me!" She rips the bag from his hands and goes to Aeri's drawers, throwing clothes in it. Zuho drops to the floor crying but she ignores him. He's begging and crying as she packs Aeri's bag. Once it's full, she turns and runs out of the room toward the living room. Zuho jumps to his feet and chases her.
"Y/n please!! I'm sorry! I'll do anything baby, don't leave me!" She grabs her shoes and slides them on her feet. He comes up behind her and hugs her tight, crying into her hair. "Please baby. I love you. Don't leave me. Don't take Aeri from me. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean it." She stands frozen as her own tears fall fast. "Let me go Zuho" she tries to calmly say. "No! I won't. I can't! God Y/n, don't leave me!" She shakes him off and opens the door and walks out. She runs down the hall and takes the stairs, almost falling. Her vision is blurred but she doesn't stop running until it feels like her lungs might give out. She sits on a bench and grabs her phone from her pocket. She dials a number and after one ring he picks up. "Y/n?!" His voice sounds alarmed. She cries into the phone. "Can you come get me Jimin?"

Zuho collapses to the floor when she walks out. He knows the gravity of what he's done. From one kiss. Just a kiss. One moment of weakness. "Ahhhhh!!!!" Zuho screams though his tears. He is sitting on the floor, head over on the floor in front of him. Cheating is bad enough, but after what Y/n had already went through, it made this that much worse. He fell asleep crying on the floor in front of the door. He is awaken to the door busting open. He looks up praying he'll see her beautiful face, but is met with a hard hit to the jaw. He falls backward on the floor. "YOU FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT!!!" Another blow to his face. He just lays and takes it, knowing this is what he deserves. He could never overpower Jungkook anyway. "I STOOD UP FOR YOUR ASS!! TOLD HER TO HANG IN THERE AND IT WOULD GET BETTER BECAUSE YOU LOVE HER!!" And a third blow. His ears ring now but he just lays there and takes everything Jungkook gives him. Jungkook punched him two more times before Hobi and Namjoon run in and pull him off. "Jungkook, stop!!" He fights against the two. "Why?!! He deserves it hyungs!!" He screams as he fights against the two's hold. "He is Aeri's dad Kook! STOP!!" Hobi yells and Jungkook stops fighting. He points at the pathetic man laying on the floor and spits, "you're lucky I love Aeri or I'd fucking kill you!"

Zuho sits up and wipes the blood from his lip, looking up at the five men standing above him, ignoring the searing burn all over his face. "We came to get her and Aeri's clothes" Youngbin says, his voice laced with disappointment. Zuho sighs in defeat and just looks down. "Y/n said there's bigger bags in her closet. Grab them and just throw everything you can in there for both of them for now. We can come back later for the rest." Hobi directs the guys and they all walk toward the bedrooms. Zuho doesn't move. Seeing her brother and friends, two that are his own members, he knows he's lost her. About twenty minutes later the guys walk out rolling two large suitcases. "We left some of Aeri's clothes because we aren't heartless bastards like you. She's going to need both of you to get through this. Don't call Y/n, she wanted me to tell you she'd contact you about seeing Aeri in a couple days" Hobi said and they all left. Zuho laid his head on the floor and cries until he had no more tears to cry. He picks himself up and drags himself to the bathroom. He turns the shower on, strips his clothes and steps inside. He lets the hot water hit him and it burns. His eyes well up again and his chest aches when visions of him and Y/n making love countless times in there over took him. He rested his head on the wall and cried. Once the water ran cold he got out and looked at himself in the mirror. Bruises were already forming on his cheeks and eye, his lip was busted and swollen. He had scratches and gashes in random places. He looked awful and it mirrored how he felt. He walked to their bedroom and seeing her drawers hanging open empty let the finality of what happened settle in some more. He went to his dresser and pulled a tee and shorts out and put them on. He crawled into bed and grabbed her pillow and hugged it to his chest. He cried as her scent invaded his brain. He's lost her.