He looked at his phone for the nth time, he had 3 missed calls. Yes, only 3 but already enough to make him concerned. Concerned is actually an understatement. He was more than worried.
"Hyung, can you go faster?" he asked his manager.
"There are road works going on Jimin~ah," his manager revealed. Learning this, he was starting to get anxious.
He really needed to reach his destination as soon as. He wasn't sure what was going on but he just couldn't calm down.
He sighed when he saw that they had passed through the source of the traffic. When he saw a traffic light turn to red, he couldn't help but whine.
One of his fingers started tapping his leg. If only he could teleport right at that moment.
He sighed again when he realized they were nearing their destination. He looked at his phone again, there were no more missed calls. The last one was half an hour ago.
He was blaming himself for not attending to his phone right away. If he wasn't too careless then he wouldn't be late.
"Jimin~ah, we're here. Do you want me to wait for you?" his manager asked.
"Aniya, hyung. I might take some time," he informed. "I'll call you whenever I'm heading home. We're off tomorrow anyway," he asked politely. His manager nodded in agreement.
He wore his face mask and black beanie on, hoping there weren't too many people outside her apartment complex.
He quickly ran to the door. Placed her group's lock key code on. It felt longer than usual before he heard the door open.
He knew her group wasn't home at the time being. But was she alone? He didn't know.
He walked in to a huge and dark apartment. He squinted his eyes, allowing him to see in the dark.
He was on his way up the stairs when he heard shuffling sounds by the kitchen. His eyebrows met.
As he passed by the dining table, he saw a small paper bag with her name on it. It looked like a packet from the chemist's. This made his heart race.
"Oppa?" he turned as he heard that beautifully familiar voice.
He walked in huge strides to the owner of that voice. He grabbed her and enveloped her into his embrace.
"Oppa?" she sounded confused.
He let go of the hug. Placed both his hands on her face to make her look at him.
"Gwenchana?" he asked, full of worry. She nodded at him, still looking confused.
He sighed hearing that. It felt like a heavy load was taken off his shoulders. He held her again into his embrace.
He smiled when he had noticed she was hugging him back. If he could stop time, he would. Her in his arms, safe and sound, was all that he would ask for at that moment.
"Did I make you worry?" she broke their silence. He turned to her.
They both were already seated on her bed, side by side, looking at each other with a little space in between them.
"Ani," he shook his head as to answer her question.
"I missed 3 calls from you," he revealed.
Knowing that, she quickly grabbed her phone from her bedside table to realize he was right.
"Aigoo. Was I sleep calling you again?" he saw how she bit her bottom lip. She did this when she felt guilty over doing something wrong.
"Mianhae," she turned to look at him.
"Ani," he shook his head again. "I also just wanted to make sure you were doing fine," he assured.
Sleep calling. It was a habit she had developed just this year. He didn't mind it though. As they say, the people you love are the only ones in your head whenever you're asleep. It just signified that he meant something to her.
"I, uh, saw your medications on top of the dining table," he told her as he handed her the packet he saw earlier.
"I must've misplaced it." She informed him.
"Geokjeong hajima," she squeezed his hand that was on his lap. "They have decreased my medications. That must mean that I'm really getting better," she continued, beaming at him.
He moved closer to her and kissed the side of her temple when he heard this. He couldn't be any happier to hear this. Seeing her smile again was one of the few wishes he had this year.
She placed her head on his shoulder. He also rested his head on hers. He liked it when they were this close.
He intertwined their fingers. "Saranghae," his voice was barely audible.
"Oppa," he lifted his head up when she did. They both looked at each other. "Mianhae," she apologized.
He shook his head to stop her from apologizing. "I'll wait for you," he told her before placing another peck on her temple.
"Always," he whispered as he placed her head on her shoulder once again.
Yes, they weren't together, as much to his dismay. It was all his fault and he was to blame for everything that had happened.
It was just almost a year ago when the most awful thing had happened. She had asked for them to take a break. It didn't dawn on him until he realized that she was no longer his.
These were all because of him. It had started when he had lost the time to spend with her. His group was getting busier and busier day by day. Yet, he was enjoying going out with his friends during his days off.
He had failed to pick up her calls. He had forgotten to reply to her messages. He didn't know what was going on with her anymore.
Little did he know, she had started to have panic attacks. She had begun to show signs and symptoms of anxiety. She would be too insecure to even stand on stage.
Plus the consequences of them being together. A few fans had figured out they were together and they were attacking her. He wouldn't know this when Jungkook hadn't told him these, something Tzuyu had told the other guy.
He couldn't fathom how he dare go on a trip with a friend during a month long break and even had the guts to go drinking and playing with other girls. He had badly regretted that already.
He discovered how upset she was when a video of him leaked. He wasn't able to console her as he and his group were in New Zealand at that time for some filming.
When he arrived in Seoul after that, he was told she was rushed to the hospital. Her panic attacks were getting more serious. It was just then he learned the things he had done and how much she had suffered.
The consequences of them being together plus her anxiety has taken a toll on her. Her weight loss was very evident. She didn't want to eat at all.
There was a time when he had volunteered to look after her but during the whole day of them being together, she wouldn't utter a word to him.
It came upon on him that he had destroyed the most important thing for him, their relationship. It wasn't possible to fix it anymore. He had totally lost her already.
The day came that he had dreaded, she had asked for them to be apart. He would never allow it but seeing her broken and he was partly the reason for it tore him into tiny little pieces. He had permitted it.
She flew to California with her mom after that. He wanted to follow her but this wouldn't help. She needed to stay away from him. He missed her every single second that he wasn't able to see her.
After a month of being away, he started to make his move and no one could stop him. He had begged to be with her. Her members didn't allow it but after days and days of begging, they had finally allowed it.
It wasn't easy to approach her, all the more talk to her. Still, he tried his best to plead for her forgiveness. She was full of hesitations. He kept pursuing her.
It was just early this year that she had started talking to him again, started with awkward conversations but this shouldn't stop him. He had to pay the price for what he did.
This month, she had finally let her defenses down for him. It was a huge achievement for him. If not, he wouldn't be able to hold her in his arms again. He had to persevere and he was willing to risk it all for her.
"What are your plans tomorrow?" he asked.
"Are you asking me out?" he heard her giggle, it was like music to his ears.
"If you allow me to," he teased.
"Uhm, I'm going out with the girls during the day time then I'm going on vlive later on," she informed. He nodded at this.
"Can I take you somewhere after?" he asked. She shrugged her shoulders. It was her way of saying yes. Yes because she didn't have a choice or yes because she liked it. It didn't even matter as long as he was going to be with her.
"Saengil chukahamnida, saengil chukahamnida, saranghaneun uri Minari, saengil chukahamnida," he sung while holding a cake.
She had both her hands clasped together and her eyes closed. She opened her eyes, smiled at him before blowing the candle.
"Gomawo oppa," she thanked him. He grinned at her before putting the cake on the table.
He then moved closer to envelope her in his embrace. When he felt that she had hugged him back, he hugged her even tighter.
They were both in his apartment. He had picked her up from her company right after she had her livestream to say hello to her fans.
"Do you want to know what I wished for?" she asked him. He looked at her without letting go of his hold of her. He shrugged his shoulders.
"I wished that we would be happy again," she revealed. Her eyes glistened as she said those words.
A tear came out from his eyes one by one when he had figured out what she meant.
"Loving you had consequences but I'm ready to face them again now," she told him.
He hugged her again, one hand on her waist and the other on the back of her head. Her arms were around his neck.
"Gomawo," he sincerely thanked her before placing a peck on her temple.
"Saranghae," he expressed before closing their gap. Her lips in his felt like ecstasy. He was high on the clouds.
They broke the kiss, both of their foreheads leaning on each other. "Nado saranghae," she whispered.
He couldn't explain his happiness right now. He leaned in closer to her again. He loved how her lips was on his. He couldn't thank the heavens more than enough for this very moment.
Loving someone always comes with consequences but he knew they'll be able to face it bravely this time, as long as they were both together.
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Happy birthday to uri Minari! Loving Myoui Mina's blonde hair. She looks so much better, so much happier these days and I couldn't be more delighted for her. This chapter was inspired by Camila Cabello's Consequences.
Hope you liked this. Remember to stay safe everyone!
AN: This is a work offiction, based solely from the author's delusional mind. Please do leave acomment and tell me what you think. Rightful credits to the owners of thephotos used in this story.