chapter 73

" I knew it."That's the first thing that my mom said when she entered the door and saw Yoongi and her daughter standing next to each other. She had a bag of takeout food from her favourite restaurant, the house keys in her other hand.Her hair were all over the place, loose strands sticking here and there our of her bun.She's still wearing her white coat, which probably meant that she just got out of the hospital.But why do they have to come home now? Why now when Yoongi is here?I looked at him from the corner of my eye and saw a droplet of sweat on his temple. He was looking at my mom with his empty stares." Hello, Mrs Park." He greets like he is about to pass out." Min Yoongi." My mom replies back, walking past us and towards the dining table to place the plastic bags. "Nice to finally meet you."She probably remembers him from the hospital, right? How else could she possibly know him?Her tone was serious but I could clearly see anger building up in her eyes. She's infuriated, but can't show it. I know her. If there's someone good at hiding emotions infront of people for their own reputation, it's my mom. " Mom..." I started slowly, holding Yoongi's hand. As I touch his cold palms, he tightens his grip on mine, giving me a signal. I take a deep breath before I start to speak again, " He is my boy-"" Save it." My mom interrupts me, flashing me a forced smile. She sits down at one of the dining chairs and crosses her legs. " Let's wait for your dad!"What is she playing?What is she even doing?Does she know?" What's going on?" My dad enters the room, the car keys dangling on his fingers. He instantly eyes Yoongi, then at me and then finally at my mom." Oh nothing." She continues to give a fake smile as she shakes her head. " Just your daughter introducing someone special to us."" Your the boy I paid bills for." He says, pointing at Yoongi as he shakes his finger slowly. " I remember because you're the first person who has ever made my daughter cry like that."What is he saying?" Thank you." Yoongi instantly says, loosening his grip on my hands. " Thank you so much for that. I didn't had a chance to say it properly before."My dad looked at my mom for a second as she shrugs in response. He then faces towards Yoongi and me again. " So tell me, Dara! What is it you want to say?"I looked at Yoongi, his face looking much calmer than before. And in fact, he looked a little confident now. He was probably thinking that my parents are nice and all, but this is all am act. As soon as he will leave this house, these so called angels will turn into devil, gulo me down and spit my bones out." I um..." I said still looking at Yoongi. He looks back at me and half smiles as he nods, encouraging me to continue. I opened my mouth to speak but no words came out. My parents eyes are sticked to is, gawking at us like they are the predators and we are their prey. They await for me to continue, but I just couldn't seem to do it." I'm dating your daughter." Yoongi breaks the silence as he confidently says, " I am here boyfriend."" Well." My dad says after good ten seconds is silence, " we would love to have dinner with you but I'm sure you are very busy-""No, I can-" Yoongi cuts him off but ended up being overlapped by my dad's voice, louder than usual." I'm sure you have a lot of stuff to do." He says with a forced smile and opens the door, leaving a huge open gap. He looks and Yoongi and me, obviously waiting." Dad, please." I begged, not letting go of Yoongi's hand. He pretended like he didn't hear anything and kept his hand pushing the door open. " It was lovely meeting you." He says again.Yoongi looks at me with a worried face, but as I looked into his eyes, I realised that he wasn't just worried. He was also disappointed.He was hurt.I don't want him to think that he's not good enough to be my boyfriend. He is beyond perfect and I love him for the person he is." Dad,mom." I bravely say, holding back Yoongi's hand as he started to pull away." I love him. I'm sorry but I love him."" I said leave!!!" My dad shouted, his hands banging the door loudly into the wall, still holding it open. I looked over at my mom who seemed like she's not even inside the room. She was setting the table for dinner and wasn't bothered at all." I'll... I'll see you at the school." Yoongi whispers to me as he lets go of my hand, my hand lifelessly falling back to my sides. He then bows infront of my dad and turns to bow at my mom who didn't even paid a single glance at him.For a moment, I thought that at the second Yoongi leaves my house, my dad would hurt me. He could've thrown things at me, or even slap me. He could've even shouted at me atleast.But I was wrong.He silently walks into the dining table, his heavy feet stomping on the floor. He sits down, takes the wooden chopstick and break it into two with shaking hands as he stared blankly right infront of him.He breathes out heavily, the chopsticks still in his hands as he spoke," You will not be seeing him again."♡♡♡3.5k🥺🎶 thankyou thankyou thankyou!!💕Note:- next update could be late...sorry in advance.