Jiyong’s POV

“Mom, it’s not that I’m going to leave forever! I promise I’ll go visit you when I reach home okay?” Dara told her sobbing mom.

“You promise you’ll come back?” She asked Dara, slowly stopping her sobbing.

“I promise mom.” Dara said.

They’re too emotional.

Both of them are crying as if someone have just died or leaving forever.

“Dara, we’ll be late for the flight.” I said, quite annoyed.

“Oh, Sorry.” Dara said, wiping off her tears too.

“Come on.” I said, pushing her in the car.

I went towards my mom.

“Mom, the security around the airport should be tight, I wouldn’t want to be on the headline of the newspaper tomorrow morning.” I said, once again checking her with the security.

“Yes Son, believe your one and only mom.” She said chuckling.

“Have fun son!” She said while waving her hand towards Dara.

She then pulled me down to her height and whispered.

“Remember Jiyong, you should be really grateful to her. You should treat her properly. And I hope you can make my grandchildren soon!” She chuckled on my ear.

I blushed. Just thinking of Dara below me . To be frank, fu*king her isn’t really anything for me. I’ve fu*ked a lot of girls. It’s just that she’s just looks too innocent.

I hope I don’t lose control of myself.

“JIYONG! I WE’RE LATE!!” I heard Dara screaming.

I than went to the car, the engine and drove to the airport.

**

I feel so uncomfortable.

I know that the security is tight here, but I seriously can’t help it but feel freaking uncomfortable.

“What are you doing?” Dara asked.

“I can’t be found here, especially with you.” I replied, not even looking at her.

“Stupid.” I heard Dara say.

“What did you say?” Dara asked.

“Nothing, just keep on going.” I said, not minding her.

“D-did you just say that I’m stupid?” She asked, with a disbelieving tone.

I just ignored.

“WHO’S THIS!! ISN’T THIS KWON JI-UMPHHHH.”

I glared at her.

She glared at me.

.

Is this girl seriously MAD? Does she want death by my fans?

**

Thank god there were no more problems between us till the flights.

See? Nothing happens when we don’t talk.

Anyway, thank god, I got the First Class.

If we picked Economy like Dara have said, I would have been dying by now.

Anyway, I could see Dara angry.

First, because I called her stupid.

And Second, I picked First Class without telling her.

I was happy she didn’t talk to me.

But the longer Dara didn’t talk to me, the longer I felt uncomfortable.