Idol To Idol, ᵖᵃʳᵏ ʲⁱˢᵘⁿᵍ

TITLED TWENTY-SIX.

⚠ I'm sorry but this chapter might be too hot for you youngsters to handle 😅

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J.I.S.U.N.G.

Me and Sona never talked after that fight.. well, we would but it would only last a minute.

Fans are asking us what's happening and wanted an answer but we aren't giving it.

I checked my phone and that showed up again..

[ F1N3ST ISAAC FIGHT ]

[ Park Sona dating Zhong Chenle ]

[ F1N3ST breaking apart already? ]

[ Park Sona and Park Jisung are no more as F1N3ST ]

I sighed and threw my phone across the room, surprising my other Hyungs.

"God damn it.." I muttered then everyone became quiet.

I start hearing Sona's voice on the tv and I looked there.

There I saw Sona smiling with Jeno at The Show.

She's single again.. I'm not her boyfriend anymore.. what can I do?

I know my place in her life.. I'm just a colleague.. a fan.. not a partner anymore.

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S.O.N.A.

I went back to my dorm and look at the living room.

I start seeing my weak self on the floor and I sighed.

I ignore all the articles online.. their questions too.

I don't want to see Jisung. I'm just his Senior, his idol.

Nothing else.. we're back to old days, where I would only focus on my work only.

"My work only.." I muttered before changing into something comfortable.

I was about to cook until I accidentally cut myself because I was too focused.

I start tearing up because of the pain. I held my hand for support while looking for the Aid Kit.

Blood was dripping everywhere too.. sheesh, why am I so focused?

There was a doorbell and I answered it even if my hand is bleeding.

"Who is it?" I asked.

"It's me.. Park Jisung.." My eyes widened when he said his name.

I opened the door... I can't leave him hanging.

"What do you want?" I asked with a stern voice.

"Taeyong Hyung wants me to give you this— yah! You're bleeding!?" He took my hand before checking it.

I took my hand back and took the bag from him.

"You can leave now.." I said and was about to close the door but he stopped me and entered my dorm.

He locked the door and went to the kitchen. He then found the aid kit and made me sit down.

He starts cleaning my wound and I winced in pain.

"How did you even.." He look at me with his eyes widened.

"It's just an accident.. I was cutting some apples until I accidentally cut myself.." I said then he sighed.

He wrapped my wound with bandage after cleaning it.

He then returned it to the kitchen as my eyes softened when I look at the bandage.

He then placed a plate in front of me..

"Taeyong Hyung cooked it.. eat it before it gets cold." He said before sitting on the floor, across me.

He watch me eat and I feel kinda uncomfortable.

My very first ex sitting across me, looking at me.

"How are you?" He asked me then I sighed.

"Good.. you?"

"Dead inside.. but still alive outside." He said then I felt bad.

I mean, he came here with bare faced and red eyes.. I felt bad..

"I'm sorry.." I apologized, avoiding eye contact with him and putting my finished plate in the sink.

I was about to leave the kitchen until Jisung stopped me.

He wrapped his arms around my waist ans smashed his lips onto mine.

I was shocked, of course, I've never seen this side of Jisung.

He then sit down on the sofa and made me sit on his lap.

He continued kissing me and suddenly kissed my neck before leaving a hickey.

I let out a moan as he grabbed my hand and kissed it.. I blushed when he made eye contact with me.

"I missed you.. I miss you.. please.. come back.." He said... he never sound so desperate before..

All the memories we made.. as colleagues, as idols.. as F1N3ST and as ourselves..

I felt bad, of course but.. most of this was his fault.

I kissed him, surprising him and I felt his tears. I wipe them away.

Jisung carried me to the my room and placed me on my bed.

He crawled on top of me and placed a hickey on my arm and another on my neck and hand.

"I miss you too, Jisung.."

Things got way freaky after that..

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