Genres: angst
Pairing: jiwon x hyemin (reader)
Request: yes [three words game]
Via: asianfanfics
Small resume of the request: Hyemin left Jiwon, hurt. Deeply hurt. Finally he managed to make up for his mistake; he found out she moved to his hometwon in New York, living next to his parents.
Inspired by: Shawn Mendes - Stitches
Lenght: 2535 words

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How long has it been since he saw himself on the mirror without the reflection of his ex on the bed, still sleeping for being so early in the morning? Exactly, just how long has it been since he had a nice conversation with someone and shared real concerned words that meant something? He wasn't sure. Life has turned around way too quickly for him to even understand what was going on. Jiwon hardly undersood how he managed to have his fridge full of food when he didn't go out that often. He wondered how he got the food cooked when he never really got near the oven or stove, not even close to the microwaves to heat the food that was already cooked inside the fridge.

''Jiwon, you need to get away from here, it's been over a damn year. Can you get yourself together? This is not you.'' his best friend sighed, setting down two bags full of food. Jiwon never really recalled opening the door to his best friend. He had moved in with him since the house felt a bit too empty and he wasn't doing well. The slightest. It was like the silence she decided to keep was a knife that hurt him without touching him.

His eyes looked over at his friend as he quietly stared at him, letting him do the speaking since he didn't even feel like parting his lips ''Your mom has been asking for you, I think you should go visit her or something.'' his best friend suggested, nodding his head firmly at the thought. Jiwon nodded his head slowly; this was a good idea, maybe his mother would help him like she always did.  

''I packed your bag, already.'' his friend suddenly informed him, gaining Jiwon's attention. He showed off a slight smile - honestly, he didn't want to make his friend feel bad but the thought of being on an airport alone got him sick. His girlfriend left him without saying a word, he had to watch the news to see her leaving, on the airport. He didn't like the sound of that and getting him insde the airport was something he actually wanted to avoid. Why did he have to go by plane? Jiwon sighed and got up from his seat, holding out his hand ''I know you got the ticked too'' his best friend let out a quiet laugh and held out the ticket for him. ''Have fun.'' ''Will try to.''

Well, it was easier said than done. In this moment, Jiwon was about to get on the plane. His lungs didn't seem to take the air as nicely as they should but he ignored that feeling, getting himself inside the plane. He sat by the window, taking a look at the clouds, just randomly observing her as some tears rolled down his cheeks without any kind of explanation. Just because. That was him most of the time. Just because. There was no reason behind his tears. He couldn't say he didn't think of her because he did but most of the time, he was crying without having her in his mind. His pain only was related to her but the tears weren't Hyemin's fault.

Soon he landed on the country that somehow saw him growing up, perhaps even proudly. He seemed a bit lost when in reality he knew exactly where he had to go, it's just that sometimes not having that certain someone by his side made him look like an abandoned kid that was lost on the streets, ingored by everyone as he desperatelly looked for some kind of help. 

His eyes watched the city pass by, medium speed and sometimes even pretty slowly since the taxi driver didn't seem to want to let Jiwon go of the long ride he still had ahead of him. It was not like he actually cared. He had to get ready to face his parents without letting them know his ex affected him this much.  He was strong enough to get through this without having to worry his family. He knew it. 

Soon, he arrived his parent's place. He smiled as he took a deep breath, taking in the fresh air that he longed to breathe back when he was still in school, as a kid. It was hard for him to be away from his family but he managed to do it and now, finally having to be with them again was just what he needed. He paid the driver and took his luggage with him, ringing the bell to his parents' house. He hummed quietly as he waited.

''Oh, Jiwonnie!'' his mother took him into a tight hug, grinning widely, even tearing up as she looked at her sun. He had grown up to be an handsome man. ''Mommy'' he mumbled, hugging her tightly. ''What are you doing here, honey?'' she whispered to her son as she pulled her in, making him chuckle softly at how cute he thought she was.

''Is everything okay with you?'' she asked, not givinh her son enough time to answer the first question. Just when he was about to answer, the bell rang, making him sigh; would he be able to speak that day? ''It must be your father, he went shopping for some food.'' his mother informed, smiling as she ran to the door but she was greeted by a female who showed off a soft smile. ''Oh, hello there.''

''I'm sorry that I couldn't come earlier, Mrs. Kim, something came up so I couldn't really make it an hour ago.'' she quickly said, nodding her head firmly as she walked in, making the elder laugh quietly ''You didn't have to come today if you were that troubled, honey.'' with all this fuss, Jiwon came to the door, wanting to know what it was all about. He noticed a girl dressed in light colors, carrying a backpack that she set on the floor - it looked a bit heavy. 

''Oh right, I'm sure you remember me talking about my other son.'' his mother spoke as she saw Jiwon. Hyemin nodded her head, slowly straightening her body since she wanted to greet whoever her son was but she did regret wanting to know who was this person she was always talking about. Jiwon too, was surprised to see the girl he came here to forget about.

''This is Jiwon'' his mother introduced, making Hyemin nod her head slowly and show off a soft smile. ''And this is Hyemin.'' she concluded. Hyemin walked up to Jiwon and held out her hand. ''It's really nitce to meet you, your mom talks about you a lot.'' she didn't say his name and she wasn't even looking at him. She was looking at the wall that stood behind him. He took her hand and shook it gently but three seconds after that, her hand was no longer in his. He frowned. Was she really doing this?

''Why don't you stay for dinner, since you're already here?'' his mother suggested as she noticed how something didn't seem right between the wto of them; she knew her son way too well. ''No, it's okay Mrs. Kim, my house is just around the corner anyways.'' Hyemin politely declined the offear. She wanted to be away from him but the elder insisted, shaking her head firmly and pushing her to sit by the couch. ''I will start making dinner.'' his mother informed, leaving the two of them alone on the living room.

Jiwon's eyes never really left the female's features. They were sitting awkwardly, Hyemin was facing the floor in hope this wouldn't last long. Of course she still had feelings for him. None of her feelings were fake. She did really like him and that was why she was so hurt by his actions. Because she thought she cared too. ''So you were here all this time?'' he whispered to her, still insisting to look at her but she kept quiet.

''I looked for for half year. I thought you vanished completely. I was so desperate to find you and now that I convienced myself I wouldn't be looking at you anymore, you show up?'' he asked as  if he was the victim. ''It's not like I planed to show up in first place.'' she argued back, looking down at her hands. ''I can't believe this.'' he mumbled under his breathe and Hyemin noticed he was blaming his mistake on her. She got up from her seat and sighed, walking out the door without any other word. Sure this was disrespectful but she couldn't handle Jiwon in that state, not when she was about to cry.

''Where did she go?'' his mother asked when she heard the door close. ''Home.'' he answered harshly just to widen his eyes at the way he spoke to his mother. ''Oh my god, I'm sorry mom...'' he mumbled, getting up to hug her. She had no fault over their war and yet, he waas letting it out on her. ''It's okay sweetheart, I understand.'' she whispered, patting his back gently. ''But she really likes you a lot.'' she continued, surprising the male who pulled away to look at her. She chuckled ''I may be a bit old, but I still know how to operate a TV.'' the male laughed and shook his head slowly. ''So you know.'' ''Yes,  I do.''

It has been a few days since Hyemin actually came to his parents' house. After their talk, she never really showed up anymore to help his mother with their garden. Jiwon had to do it by himself and his mother noticed how he didn't even pay attention to what he was doing. Because of him, she had lost a few plants and she found out she didn't want to lose any other plants.

 ''Jiwonnie, could you take this to Hyemin? I forgot she left it here last week. I've been wanting to return it to her but I always forget.'' she held out a small notebook to Jiwon who sighed. He didn't want to go there but he knew she owed him time, time for him to exxplain the situation to her. ''Alright.'' he calmly told her, taking the notebook in his hands as he exited his house. His mother had told her where she lived and in less than two minutes, he was ringing the bell.

Hyemin came to open and froze as she saw him there. After what he said to her, why would he come to her house? ''My mom said you forgot this.'' he held out the notebook that she stared at for a while before taking it, knowing it wasn't hers. But she didn't want to talk to him. ''Thanks.'' she coldly spoke, closing the door. His foot stopped her from closing the door completely. He didn't force his entry and she didn't ask him to remove his foot either. She stood behind the door, giving him a chance to speak.

''Why did you leave?'' he asked her, looking down at his feet as he waited for an answer that never came; did she really need to answer that question? It made no sence. ''Okay. Fair. Why didn't you let me at least explain?'' Hyemin bit her bottom lip, opening the door as she looked at him. She was planning to be quiet but having him asking stupid questions made her patience burst into madness. ''Why, you ask? Do you really think I'd wait for you until next morning? Jiwon, I waited for you to come home so we could go the party together and you didn't show up!'' she started, throwing the notebook at his chest since it was the only thing hse had in her hands ''I waited until someone called me telling me you were already there, drinking.'' she continued, hating herself as she felt tears running down her cheeks. She was angry at him.

''For God's sake, I saw you coming in with her. I saw you getting into our room and I heard you two. Do you really think you deserve to explain what happened? Cause now I'm damn curious to hear what you have to say. Will you say it was an accident? That you drank a bit too much and you weren't conscious of what you were doing? Wait no, you're going to say you were stressed and that's why you went drinking and things ot out of control...'' she stopped, glaring at him while she cried ''You can't explain when ther's nothing to explain. You had with someone else on our bed and you can't blame it on her nor anyone else because it was your fault. You could have broken up with me nicely if you were that tired. of us. I would have understood.'' she mumbled, wiping away some tears as she sniffed quietly. He too , knew there was no explanation for this. He made a mistake. A huge mistake. 

''I know I did wrong.'' he admited, in a calm tone as his eyes watched the female in front of him trying to compose herself. ''But you know things weren't going well between you and me.'' he said, hearing Hyemin gasp quietly ''So you did it consciously? Look, I don't want to talk to you right now. It's been a year, it's been a damn ye-'' Jiwon threw the notebook ont he floor ''For 's sake! It's my turn to speak. You had your chance, I listened to every ing thing you had to say now please me speak.'' he shouted at her, watching how she looked scared when he shouted at her and how the tears that had stopped suddenly came back. 

Before he could say anything else, she closed the door in his face and ran upstairs, making the male sigh. He kicked the notebook away. He honestly wasn't the one to shout, much less to be agressive over this kind of things but he had been holding it in for too long for his own good. He had been telling himself he was okay when he wasn't and seeing her like this made him realize he wasn't ready to face her yet.

He came back to his own house mad. He opened the door but ignored the way the door banged behind him. His mother peeked through the kitchen, noticing it didn't go as well as she planed. She gihed and walked up to him, wiping her hands. ''Honey...'' she whispereed, holding out her arms for him who quickly ran into them, crying. ''I messed up so bad, mom.'' he whispered, hugging her tightly. The female sighed, trying to comfort her son the best way she knew.

''Hyemin-ah.'' the female knocked on the female's door, watching it open after a few minutes. ''Honey..'' ''Mrs.Kim, this is not your problem. It's something we have to solve by ourselves and I don't think there's anything to solve anymore. I guess I have to make it clear for him that we are over. I will be moving.'' she informed, bowing slightly just to close the door.

''I see this as a chance, Jiwon. She could have left without saying a thing.'' Jiwon stared at the ceiling quietly and sighed. ''I don't know.''

A.N.: I'm sorry for taking this long to write this but at least it is up. I really liked writing this one, God knows why. Feel free to request again if you'd like and thanks for requesting! Don't foget to leave behind your feedback.