+interlude prt 4, i'm really sorry for these interludes but we need this for the story and i just hope you won't kill me c:
"can you go to this address and find the blue box at one of the drawers on the only room at the second floor? i really have left something in there, it was quite important and don't worry about the security of the house . . . i've got it all covered, hun"
out of the blue, yoongi had just asked for an extreme rare favor to the woman. it was quite unusual for the older to ask for favors but haine was suddenly given a piece of paper with a neatly written address on it, not even knowing where the heck it was located. haine had no choice but to hail a taxi but unexpectedly, the house was just a few blocks away from her house which was quite odd.
i never thought that yoongi's house was just close, why didn't we even bump into each other even once?
the woman had just recently got off from her work and it was already about seven thirty at night when she had the time to do what yoongi had asked from her. since haine and taehyung weren't together anymore, the twins were under hyunsik's care for this night.
superb.
one word. one word was enough to describe how much she had herself dumbfounded at the sight that unfolds in front of her. her eyes trailed on the piece of paper that she held, back to the mansion outside then to the the taxi driver that was seated beside her – she continues this action for a couple of minutes before the taxi driver gave up.
"dear, why are you hesitating?" haine was startled at the sudden voice.
"i—i, is this really the right address?" the girl asked wanting a confirmation, seemingly not being able to grasp the reality.
the taxi driver nodded, "yes dear, i just followed the address" haine blinked again, once, twice, thrice until she finally gave up and gave her payment to the good old man and stepped outside the taxi.
"can you go to this address and find the blue box at one of the drawers on the only room at the second floor?"
the girl sighed, eyes trailing on the extravagant house.
"let's just get this over with"
haine muttered before making way to the steel door and ringing the doorbell.
"you're miss choi haine, right?" startled, haine found herself being taken away on her train of thoughts once she heard a masculine man's voice. the woman's eyes trailed on the man infront of her and was certainly dumbfounded of him.
"i—yes, i'm choi haine"
"i'm kim mingyu, the owner's trusted friend. you came here to get something, right?" the man spoke, his aura giving off a boyish vibe. the said man opened the thick steel gates of the manor and let the woman in. haine felt small in the eyes of the handsome young man—he had a piercing gaze and yet he was weirdly welcoming.
mingyu made haine conflicted, she didn't know if she could trust him even if he introduced himself as someone she could trust.
"please don't look at me like that, i don't eat people" the boy joked and haine was certainly embarrassed.
cheeks blazing red and averting her gaze, anywhere but the young man's eyes she struggled to keep her poise.
"i bet we're the same age so loosen up a bit, i'm a friend" haine nodded timidly as she continued to follow the man but, before she could even move her foot for another step, her eyes was greeted with a beautiful living room of the house.
if what she saw outside made her gasp then that was just the beginning.
mingyu saw the adorable reaction of the woman and it made him chuckle, "i heard that you were quite awkward with guys you just met but my friend you're just like that and i never tho—"
haine's eyes suddenly snapped on mingyu's and it startled him, "yoongi is such an ass, living in this spacious house all by himself is odd! tell me does that old man even have a love life?! tell me, what the fuck does that man even do with this big house?! like—"
"yoongi?" mingyu cut through the blabbering woman. the man was quite confused of haine, why was she speaking of yoongi when this manor doesn't even belong to the older?
"i—yeah. this is yoongi's, right?" the girl inquired, completely clueless and mingyu fought the urge to roll his eyes.
"don't tell the girl who's the owner of this freaking big house. she's choi haine, jeongguk's family member."
mingyu remembered the way yoongi's voice echoed in his ears – completely intimidating and frightening as it was tinged with venom.
"y—yeah, this is his" not. this extravagant penthouse doesn't belong to him at all.
mingyu's eyes trailed on the clueless girl and he noticed how beautiful she was. haine was undeniably gorgeous today, wearing a red strapless dress paired with a choker, a denim jacket hanging on her upper body made her look casual.
mingyu was looking closely at her, the man finally realized why she looked so dangerously familiar.
"you're the famous model, right?" mingyu questioned, he gained a bashful smile from haine in return and i'd be lying if i said he didn't felt his heart skip a beat cause he sure did.
haine only smiled as she nodded and mingyu could only stare at her in awe. mingyu kept his cool while hiding the uncontrollable heartbeat that erupted inside his heart, he led the woman on the penthouse's master bedroom.
haine was quite impressed looked like at the intricate and elegant room that her eyes saw.
"here we are" mingyu dragged not noticing the way haine had her eyes glitter with amazement as he opened the door to the lady and motioning her to come inside.
haine could only look at him as she questioned, "aren't you going to help me?"
"don't you fucking interfere with the girl the moment you two came infront of the master's bedroom. let her search on her own"
mingyu heard yoongi's voice once more and as much as he wanted to keep the girl a company, he decided to know his place and follow yoongi's words.
"no, i'll stay here" mingyu spoke before haine entered the room and decided to search for what she was supposed to get.
the room was quite spacious, seemingly looking like a workplace rather than a bedroom – if it wasn't for the queen-sized bed on the farther left, she would've thought that this was an office.
"the moment you enter the room, go look for a small blue box. the box is really small, a size smaller than your hand. search for an office desk, i don't know where it's placed but there are a couple of drawers on the desk. if you couldn't find it in there, i give you the permission to roam all around the room – you'll be able to find it sooner than you thought"
yoongi's voice resonated in the woman's ears once she was left alone on the spacious room. wasting no time, she found herself striding through the study desk, sitting on the office chair haine's eyebrows creased as she caught sight of a couple of magazines on the desk.
yoongi isn't the type to read magazines. all he ever cares is his music and well . . . maybe us, his friends but . .
wonder filling her mind, she couldn't help but take one of the magazines. amused, she realized that the magazine she had in her hand was the same one that her agency released a few weeks ago – it was even the version where she was the front cover. a small smile crept up in her lips,
aw, how thoughtful of you sugarbear.
the woman thought as a smile was plastered on her lips, she couldn't help but shuffle on the other magazines and was yet dumbfounded that all of it were magazines that came from her agency and . . . a front cover of her.
waah, such a supportive elder. i finally caught you, you're my biggest fan.
happy and giddy, the woman decided to search for the blue box fast. she wanted to treat the older some lamb skewers the moment she finished her task. putting the magazines back on where it came from, the girl startedto open the drawers one by one.
the desk had three drawers and she had already checked two out of three but, there was just one thing that keeps on bothering her.
is this really yoongi's flat?
the sickening thought ate her as it was quite suspicious for haine. when the woman opened the first drawer, a thick paper, records of transactions from a company named jeon corporation was the first thing she saw.
haine thought that maybe yoongi was just helping jeongguk and he mistakenly placed this thick paper on the first drawer. thinking lightly, the woman searched for a small box only to saw nothing, she moved on to the second.
the second drawer made her heart skip with both expectation and anxiety. haine thought that the thin, red folder inside the wooden frame who had an intricate drawing of a pair of wings, contained yoongi's precious music compositions – but boy was she wrong.
green sticky notes and haine's writings.
dumbfounded, haine didn't know what to feel when she opened the red folder – inside, a thin compilation of bond papers were placed. each bond paper had a single green sticky note glued in the middle, doddles and writings surrounded the spaces that weren't occupied.
this – this are the sticky notes i gave jeongguk.
shuffling through each of the bond papers, haine could clearly see the familiarity and she could clearly confirm that these were the notes she used to give to the boy but, why? why did yoongi had it?
eyes trailing on the little writings that surrounded on the sticky note, haine started to read.
"like a star, you were glimmering with beauty."
this handwriting.
"soaring up high, i could only look up from below."
no.
"i am merely a human while you're an angel"
why, it can't be.
"you fell from the sky, leaving me breathless"
don't tell me.
"i caught your fall and picked you up"
it's just impossible!
"i loved you and you did the same"
no, stop.
"but we were not meant to be"
why?
"you're too beautiful for someone like me"
jeongguk
"and i, jeon jeongguk didn't deserve choi haine"
drip.
tears, hot and hungry tears clouded haine's vision as she couldn't help but let out a whimper. timidly placing the folder back to its place, haine finally realized that this was jeongguk's home. this big penthouse that looked so lonely and too spacious for a single man belonged to jeongguk.
haine didn't know why yoongi had intended her to come in this place but she once realized again how much jeongguk treasured her.
sadly reaching out to the last drawer, haine yet felt her heart split into two when she caught sight of the object she was meant to have on the third drawer – the small blue box.
shakingly holding the small box, haine felt herself let out a broken sob. carefully holding it, memories of past flooded in her mind. looking carefully at the piece of object, she clearly knew what it contained inside. opening it, she didn't know what to feel anymore.
the wedding rings they used to share.
breathe caught up inside her throat and lips quivering in sorrow, her eyes trailed on the third drawer once more and a black notebook was inside.
"mi amore"
she read, opening it, haine realized that it was jeongguk's journal. the woman briefly scanned it, seeing that it was filled of entries about his feelings for her. haine didn't know what to feel anymore.
one phrase caught sight of her eyes and before she knew it, she was already running for the hospital.
;
"every night at exactly 12:51 the memories would haunt me, making me realize for the umpteenth time that she was my princess and i let her go. i just wished that if i had the chance, i'd make everything right and claim her again as mine"
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12:35
i'll give you that chance again.
haine's heart palpitated with speed, seemingly unfazed by the fact that her legs were sore from all the running, she reached jeongguk's ward and only yoongi came into her view.
"haine—"
the girl wasted no time as she made way beside jeongguk. holding the man's hand, she squeezed it close to her lips.
"i love you, jeongguk"
she had spoken. after four years of mentally stopping herself from ever speaking of those sinful words, she felt the weigh on her heart being uplifted. she wished and prayed to the heavens above that somehow they would hear her plea. the heavens would hear her one and only wish to have the man right beside her again.
i'd do anything.
"please, please wake up"
she'd continued to speak and yoongi could only watch how the girl broke beside her. yoongi saw the girl shuffle on her denim jacket, the blue box came into his view.
you did it, bub.
the older could only smile, carefully standing up and leaving the two on their own as he knew it was the best and the two needed privacy.
"please, wake up kookie. i miss you" she'd mutter again while the blue box was on her hand.
"i'd give you the chance again. we'd start over again, just please . . . please wake up, ne?" she begged, sobbing on the sleeping man's hand.
holding the blue box and slightly pulling away from jeongguk, haine opened the box. "i'll be yours again, just please wake up" she's speak picking up the ring and wearing it on her own finger.
"you'll be my king and i'd be your queen"
she hiccupped, hand shaking as she took the other ring with her left hand before holding jeongguk's with her right hand.
"i love you ultra, mega, super, duper from the moon and back . . . so please, wake up, kookie" haine muttered, wiping away her tears as she placed the ring on jeongguk's finger.
"i love you so much" haine murmured before placing a chaste kiss on the man's forehead.
twitch.
eyes widening and heart almost dropping, haine felt jeongguk's hand twitch, breathe caught up inside her throat her eyes were fixated on the man as his eyes soon flickered.
oh my, could it—
brownish orbs slowly coming into haine's view, jeongguk's eyes who used to be closed, fluttered and gently opened. heart doing somersaults as the man finally woke up, haine's eyes pooled with even more tears as she couldn't help but wrap the man in a tight embrace when he sat up and their eyes met.
"thank goodness, you're finally awake!" she'd speak with so much glee but it was cut short when the man suddenly pulled away.
"i—i'm sorry, but miss who are you?"
12:51