28 - Father Figures

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y/n pov

I woke up the next day, it was as if last night had been a dream, I couldn't stop thinking about it in all honesty. I mean seeing Jungkook again, feeling his touch on my skin. Dancing together. It was actually a night I could put in a freaking fairy tale book.

I made breakfast and turned on the tv.

I was all over the news and the newspapers, the weird thing was that there was this article on the front page with photos of when I was still in college. photos of Jungkook walking bono, pictures of us both walking back to our apartments.

They probably had this article written before but put on hold as I disappeared, but now they could use it still.

My face was everywhere.

"mystery girl y/n"

I rolled my eyes. 

The headlines were the worst ones.

"PRINCE JUNGKOOK IS OFF THE MARKET"

"THE MOST ELIGIBLE BACHELOR HAS BEEN TAKEN BY A COMMONORER."

ugh he wasn't even taken.

My phone rang and I saw it was mr moon.

Here we go

    'hi it's y/n' I said feeling my heartbeat in my throat.

      'miss y/l/n'

Well this formal greeting did mean bad news. it wasn't entirely unexpected but it was in a way intimidating adding extra on my nervousness. I stayed silent, knowing he will gradually explain me why he called.

      'I assume you have seen the newspapers and the news on tv?'

       'I have' I answered firmly/

       'and out of curiosity.. what the hell where you thinking?' 

It might have been the first time Mr Moon used such language with me, and as far as I knew with anyone for that matter.

I was silent, still a bit confounded by his tone.

       'You know I do not have another choice than to fire you right? The whole point of being a spy is being invisible, moving like a shadow through life. Your face is everywhere right now, people are going crazy to find more about you. You are #1 trending on twitter.'

The more Mr Moon explained it the more frustrated and baffled he became.

        'I mean why? Is he worth throwing your life away for?' why would you throw your talent away like this? I had such great plans for you.'

       'He is' I replied curtly

       'What?' There was confusion in his voice as if he didn't understand what I said.

     'You asked me if he is worth throwing that away for. he is' 

Mr Moon scoffed but even though I couldn't see him I noticed that after his scoff he turned more calm.

He then sighed

     'I guess you were so good at your job because you always gave it your all and I always admired you for that, but I can't act as if I am not disappointed that I have to let you go'

I swallowed and with a lump in my throat I replied

        'Thank you, and believe me when I say this was not easy either. You welcomed me when I had nothing and you trained me and mostly you believed in me. but in a way it was a life that my mother chose for me, and I liked it but I am not happy anymore. and I will regret it if I don't give this a try.'

There was a short silence.

        'In that case, I do hope to see you soon at the office and we can share a soju as a farewell. '

I smiled to myself 'I would like that very much sir.' 

After the call with Mr Moon I was quite undone. In a way it felt like this heavy weight was lifted from my chest but on the other I was now facing a very uncertain future. I mean the king was very clear yesterday, he wouldn't accept me. What kind of chance did Jungkook and me even had if we had the king against us?

Bono stared at me and I bent down.

      'Shall we go to play in the leaves?' I asked him because leaves were falling from the trees and it was one of the things Bono loved the most. And in a way me too, it was one of the things that could make me laugh no matter how bad I felt. 


Jungkook pov

I stared at the ceiling of my bedroom. I wasn't eager to get out of bed and face my father. I wanted to reminisce about yesterday's evening just a little while longer.

Unfortunately for me my morning peace was disturbed by someone knocking on the door. 'yes?' I asked. 

     'Father will be here shortly he wants to talk to you' I heard my little brothers voice say.

I rolled my eyes, can't the old man give me just a moment of rest.

I got out of bed and dressed up. otherwise, father will complain about that as well. Soon after indeed there was another knock on my door 'yes come in' I said.

Here we go

Father walked in, but already there was something different. I couldn't put my finger on it.

      'I am not here to argue again' he said while taking place on the couch. I sat on the opposite on the side of my bed. 

        'You're not?' I asked still passive aggressive.

         'No.'

        'Then what is it you wish to discuss. you know my sentiments' I indicated.

         'Yes I do, and I do still have a somewhat hard time acknowledging if it is justified, or if it is a good idea but what I do want to say is that I won't stand in your way.'

My mouth fell open, I was that surprised.

      'Oh uh I don't understand ,why the sudden change of heart?' I asked considering it was about 12 hours ago he said the exact opposite.

      'Your mother sees things differently and let's say she made me see things her way.'

I looked rather puzzled at him.

       'So what I mean to say is that I guess you have my blessing son' he said a bit uneasy. I threw my arms around him in a hug.

I was truly feeling so happy, because I always had a huge respect for my father and his blessing was important to me.

        'Thank you father.'

He stood up from the couch and before he left the room he turned around   

         'Why are you still sitting? are you going to get your girl or what?'

I smiled widely and jumped up. While rushing down the stairs I shouted for Namjoon who had to accompany me. 

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