Seungri's POV

I approached my apartment door slowly, thoughts buzzing through my head. I hadn't lied to Sung Hyun. I honestly had no clue as to what my parents thought of our relationship. Sung Hyun couldn't see their faces, but I had. And yet, knowing them for so long...they were carefully neutral in that hospital room. Yet, my hands still quivered slightly as I took out my keys and unlocked the door.

All was quiet as I made my way down the short hallway towards my living room.

My parents sat beside each other on the white loveseat, facing away from me. I stopped and cleared my throat.

"Son, sit down," my father spoke, not turning to face me.

I didn't. Instead, I walked over so that I was standing right in front of them, my coffee table the only thing between them and I. For a moment, we all just looked at each other. I tried my best to remain calm and keep my composure. I would not let them break me. But too soon, I blurted out the phrase that I'd been practicing over and over again on the bus ride home.

"You do know that I'm not leaving Sung Hyun no matter what you two say, right?"

My mother's eyes widened the slightest. "Seu-"

"I don't care if you think I should date someone just as rich as us. I don't even see why it should matter!" My voice shook slightly. I was treading on a dangerous path. My parents could have me shipped overseas in the blink of an eye. But I needed to get my point across.

"Seungri," my mother began slowly. "How did it end between you and Yu Ri?"

I blinked, slightly taken aback. "Why?"

"Son, we understand if you don't want to tell us, but your mother and I," my father looked over at my mother, "both thought that you and Yuri would well, last a long time. And the last time we were here, you two seemed so happy together. And now...well now you're with this other girl, and we've heard nothing from you about your breakup with Yu Ri."

"Wait," my mother put up a hand, realization dawning on her face. "When did you and Yu Ri end your relationship?"

"Umm, almost a year ago."

"Then...at the airport..."

I sighed. "Yes mom, it was all an act. To make you guys happy," I added glumly. "And I know you guys think Yu Ri is perfect, but behind that perfect shell she's insensitive. When we broke up, she told me she was leaving me for someone else, and the next day she was already on another guy's arm, perfectly happy and acting like nothing happened. So no, she's not perfect. And no matter what you say to try and convince me that she's my soulmate, I will never, ever get back with her again. Because I've found someone else who doesn't even need to try to make me happy. And being with this girl has reminded me that you don't necessarily have to be rich to be happy. This girl makes me look forward to tomorrow. And that girl is Sung Hyun."

We were all silent after my little speech. I didn't even know I had that much to say.

"Well, SeungHyun," my father leaned forward with his elbows on his knees, running his hands through his dark brown hair. "You're almost seventeen. Your mother and I were talking about it before you got here...and we think that you can make your own decisions."

I hesitated.

"Wait...what?"

"We're not really saying we approve of your relationship with this girl, and we haven't known her for long," my mother replied. "But that doesn't mean we oppose it either.

My jaw hung open. Did I just hear that right?

"W-...really?!" I spluttered. "Are you serious?"

My parents paused, then nodded.

~

Sung Hyun's POV

I lay there on my hospital bed, the crisp, clean sheets up to my chin. The metallic scent of purified hospital air drifted in and out of my nose as I took deep breaths in an attempt to clear my messed up head.

Seungri had left about an hour ago, leaving me to my thoughts. My dreadful, dreadful thoughts.

Though I was blind when his parents were in the room, my ears were still able to tell me that they obviously weren't pleased. It was obvious from the beginning that there was no way they would let me date their son. And as I lay there, in sterilized air through my lungs and staring up at the ceiling tiles, I slowly accepted reality.

The reality that I couldn't have him.

And I needed to let go of what I couldn't have. As soon as I could.

There was no point in dragging it out any longer. Long ago, I had already known that I didn't deserve him. He was just too perfect, and I was just so...not. And I didn't want Seungri to be on bad terms with his parents just because of me. It wouldn't be fair to him. So I needed to break it off.

To break us off.

I picked up my phone just as it buzzed from receiving a text. I opened it.

From: ~Seungri~

I'll pick you up from the hospital tomorrow morning at 8! Be ready!

I closed my eyes and swallowed. I then keyed in a short reply.

No need. My mom's giving me a ride.

I stared at my phone, my thumb poised over the SEND button. Was I being too harsh with myself? What if his parents had actually been okay with us? I shook my head. No. Of course not. I had to stop being so selfish. I didn't deserve his compliments and his love. And this text would be the beginning of the inevitable end.

I pressed SEND.

Letting out my breath in an excruciating manner, I held my face in my hands, willing myself to take the next crucial step. No matter how much this hurt me in the end, I needed this breakup to look as authentic as possible. And I needed an authentic-looking reason.

So I picked up my phone and called Jae.

Author's Note:

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