“SungHo-ah, where is our mini portable TV?” (Sorry, don’t really know what it’s called^^ I just saw Jisung and JJ used it on PTB BTS)

I was on my way to Yonsei University Auditorium to meet the 1500 Japanese fans. I was dead tired and my whole body was aching due to the accident.  My soul was weary and I was anxious to know what Dara meant; but I was too late. Inkigayo was over but I knew that an official video will be posted soon on 2ne1’s YT channel.  

When I arrived I still had 30 minutes to prepare so while doing so, I never let go of my phone and constantly refresh their channel until it was up.  Yes... I saw what she did and it was cute. My heart swelled with longing and it made me giddy. I was smiling the whole time. It gave me the encouragement I needed.

The previous night I’ve already decided to share the poem “Love” but after what I saw I asked SungHo to film me while reading it; hoping that she will understand what I meant when I sent her the video. But knowing how oblivious she is, during the group pictorial with the fans I did as many aegyo as I can to reciprocate the gesture she did, just in case she doesn’t get what I meant...*laughs*

The event ended late and as soon as it was finished I immediately sent her the video but I didn’t hear anything from her until I was done eating my dinner at Bum Story. She was adamant to go to our house since she’s having an early schedule the next day.  So, I told her to come over and just used the back door to enter; and she arrived 30 minutes later.

I was waiting for her at one of the VIP rooms on the top floor. I asked hyung to serve us kimchi pancake and a bottle of sweet potato makgeolli. I knew it’s going to be a very long night for both of us.

I stood up as soon as I saw her open the door and pulled her a chair in front of me. She was wearing a baseball cap, a pink tank top underneath a black hoodie, black shorts, and slippers; and she smells divine.  I guessed she just came from practice.

“I’m sorry. I only read your message when I got home.” Well then, I was wrong. She was probably on her way to bed and just sneaked out.

“It’s okay. Have you eaten?” I said as I encourage her to eat the food on the table. She took of her hoodie and looked around the room. Damn! She looked y. It was her first time inside Bum story and hopefully she liked what she saw.

I was observing her intently. She looked calmed and composed. Should I be alarmed? I thought when she cooed, “Hhmm~ this place is quite nice” as she picked her chopsticks and tried out the food. “This is good too.”

I grinned and felt proud. “It’s one of our best sellers. Sorry, I should have brought you here before.” (Remember, she always met Joongie outside/parking lot of BUM)

She shrugged. “The place it quite full tonight too....hhmm~ judging from their conversation... most are Japanese. Must be your fans then....”

“I guess...they’re hungry after the fan meeting.” I chuckled. I know she was trying to create a comfortable atmosphere for both of us so I went along.

“So... how are you? Are you still in pain?” I was taken aback by her sudden concern. “I see you don’t have plasters on your body anymore.”

“I took it off during the event. I don’t want the fans to worry. But... I’m fine though. Strong as ever...” I cooed as I flexed my arms to show her my muscles.

She laughed at my silliness and it was my cue.

“Angel, I sorry.” I sincerely muttered. “I’m extremely sorry for what I’ve done. It was an awful thing to do and it was unjustifiable. I too don’t understand myself. I was so jealous and angry and I just wanted to prove to myself and to everyone that you are mine....  that nobody can have you expect me. But.... you’re just so beautiful that I completely lost my mind; I completely lost it. I don’t know why I can’t control myself when it comes to you. I feel insecure all the time. I know I shouldn’t be because you already choose me but I just can’t keep my act together; every time a new fan boy appears I go ballistic. “

She was silent the whole time... so I continued.

“I know I am lucky and that you love...hell~ I know all of it.” I cooed as I bowed down and rubbed my nape in shamefulness.  “But whenever I feel jealous ... I forget all that.  I’m selfish and possessive... I know that too. I always make you worry and make you cry; and now I even managed to leave unforgivable marks on your body.  But... it was not intentional.... please believe me. I never laid my hand on a woman before.  It was such a disgrace and tremendously regretted it. I know I don’t deserve you. I don’t even know what I should to do make up to you. “   A tear started to fall from my eyes as I looked at her blank face. “Please tell me....  help me.  I just love you so much that..... “

Dara’s POV

Joongie was a bit awkward when I entered the room so I tried to make him comfortable. He even managed to make me laugh again but all the time grief, pain, loneliness, and exhaustion can be seen on his eyes. I knew he was trying to be strong and I truly admire his willingness to finally talk to me and face our problem. It’s about time.

I was laughing at his childishness when he suddenly started to talk about us. I was observing him as I munch the pancake and drank  makgeolli from time to time. I don’t want to interrupt.

As I was looking at him, my heart breaks; not because I hated him nor did I blamed him; I completely understand why he did what he did. In fact, my heart ached for him. In front of me was not the Kim Jaejoong I knew.  I know he’s 4D and a dork sometimes but he was always confident and sure of himself but the man in front of me was not.

Kim Jaejoong came down from his pedestal and begged me; even uses all his wits to explain. In our relationship, I probably saw him only twi