A/N:[5/9] Hope you like this and thank you for the support and love <3
agreed to be my girlfriend before and no circumstances will ever
Lesson #1; never take any characteristics of yourself too far.
Like being kind and helpful. Everything has it’s limit, even if you
loved to overstep them.
Lesson #2; like stated above, don’t take things too far. Picking
up stray cats and dogs is a nice thing and taking care of them is
cute, but actually letting someone into your home because he claims
to be followed by very dangerous people was slightly too much. But
hey, not like you were listening to your conscious.
Your third lesson was probably to not fall in love with said men,
who seems to have taken a liking to you too. It wasn’t just
complicating things, it was making your life too dangerous to live
Hell, you weren’t attending medical school to end up being a
member of one of the most feared mafia gangs and tend to their wounds
with your own equipment and all, not that you had any say in it,
Well, it all started with having a day free and wanting to relax
at home from all the studying you did prior. Your little house was
around a rather quite neighbourhood, the house being the only thing
left of your grandparents who have died some years before. The way
from the library and your home was just a twenty minutes walk and
your were glad that you didn’t choose the Uni to study today. They
way from your college to your home was probably 40 to 50 minutes walk
and you really didn’t had any nerves or energy to walk anymore.
You walked rather fast and whenever you heard anything remotely
strange, you turned back and stopped for some minutes. Whatever you
told yourself, you just couldn’t shake up the feeling that someone
was watching you and that was creepy enough.
Arriving at the front porch, you instantly fished out your keys to
open up the door. Yet before you could step in, another sound shocked
you and made you turn around to inspect the way to, of course, not
find the source of the sound. Turning back, you walked in and closed
the door to freeze in in fear as a man cornered you, holding your
mouth shut with his hands.
He was handsome; light brown hair, slightly taller than you were
and a very nice jawline.
You would have instantly started to trash around, if it wasn’t for
his uncomfortable vibe and him spluttering out apologies one after
He introduced himself as Jongdae and asked you to let him stay
just for a short period of time. He didn’t say why and he certainly
wasn’t explaining in what situation he was in. Only that it
definitely wasn’t the police that was after him. Not that you were
actually believing anything he said.
Jongdae, true to his words, only stayed for exactly two hours
where he wouldn’t shut up. He talked and talked, asking questions
whenever he wanted to know something about you. You were basically
celebrating the moment he left you, your home finally silent.
It wasn’t the only and last time, though. He was sure to make that
clear when he left with a ’see you soon’. And soon it
was; two days after, he was back at your door step with a bag full of
sweets. He was a little shit, alright. Instantly using his knowledge
he basically forced out of you. It went on for some days. Him
visiting you randomly while bringing things you can’t say no to, you
let him in and the chit chat went on.
The meet ups grew to be bigger. From home to a cafe, from a cafe
to a restaurant. You found yourself laughing more at his weird jokes,
smiling at him genuinely and not as blank as you were with him
before, totally forgetting how you guys actually met.
He always tried to bring you to laugh, be it trough jokes, funny
things that happened to him or through some pranks he loved to play
on people. He always wanted to have a smile on your face, having your
eyes light up with happiness.
Soon enough, he started to explain things to you. He told you that
his cousin was involved with loan sharks, while he had a small
business going. And because he was a direct relative, he was the one
being followed. It was a weird explanation, but not a strange one for
loan sharks. You bought his excuses.
But you would have never thought that Jongdae, the cheeky and
playful boy, would be a mafia boss. He had his serious moments, where
he would glare. Yet, he never acted upon his anger and it was never
directed at you. The thought that he had a whole another side to
himself was probably what shocked you the most.
You found out randomly while walking with him back home from a
casual walk in the park.
“If that isn’t Chen.” A voice interrupted your talk, making
you both turn towards it. You were firstly confused, the name Chen
didn’t really ring any bells.
Three people in total, all dressed in black were standing in-front
of you, eyeing Jongdae thoroughly. They were addressing him. “You
shouldn’t walk around with your girl and without your members. It
could get dangerous for her.”
The situation was confusing and you didn’t even dare open your
mouth as you saw the serious expression of Jongdae’s face and his
stance as he pulled you behind him.
“Don’t do something you may regret later on.” His words cold
as he spoke clearly for everyone to hear. “Walk away now, and I may
just spare your life for destroying something that is just too
precious to me.” He growled out after. And it seemed to work as the
three exchanged uneasy glances and Jongdae’s threatening stance,
especially after he fished out his gun, playing around with it while
gazing directly at the three.
“You wouldn’t shoot here.” One of them smirked, albeit a bit
uneasy. He wasn’t sure himself that was obvious.
“Try me.” Chen calmly smiled back. “One…” And the guys
changed uneasy glances. “Two.” He unlocked the safety catch. But
before he could even point the gun in their direction, the three
disappeared in the night, leaving you alone with your boyfriend you
thought you knew.
“What is going on?” You whispered, as Jongdae put the gun
“Let’s go home and I’ll explain.” He turned around, holding
his hand up for you to take. But you just took some steps back, wary
of him and his actions. Too many thoughts were racing through your
head, mainly if you ever knew him.
You thought he would understand you in this situation, that you
needed a bit freedom of him, at least physically. Yet his reaction
surprised you, and not in the good way either. He was amused with
your reaction, smirking as he tried to approach you only to get even
more amused by you trying to keep the distance to him.
“You know what is even more dangerous than being a part of the
mafia?” He titled his head, his smirk growing at your shocked face.
“Being the Mafia Boss?” You gulped, concluding it from the
fear that was displayed by the three guys. You were starting to
seriously fear him.
Seemingly surprised, his smirk transformed into a proud smile.
“That and being noticed by one, being watched by one, wanted by
don’t care whether you want to or not at the moment Sera, but you’re
not leaving me or my side. I will never allow that. You agreed to be
my girlfriend before and no circumstances will ever change that.”
A/N: Ya’ll!! It’s Betrayal’s birthday and now it’s the finale and I just…I already made a post about this, but that you guys so much for supporting this series for a whole year like that just baffles me that you guys were interested in it and stuck with me for so long and I don’t know how to thank you enough. So naturally, I set out to break ya’lls hearts as a thank you. I’m warning ya’ll. Feel free to send me an ask that consists of jumble letters in all caps. I will appreciate it ^^
Warning: There’s a reason why I’m scared you guys are gonna hate me ok? It’s not 100% happy ok?? ITS ANGSTY ANGST K BYE
“There are some serious complications regarding the birth of your daughter.”
Jongdae went numb.
Everything seemed to get farther away.
It felt like the doctor’s words were fighting to reach Jongdae’s ears.
Fighting and failing.
Did he speak out loud? He couldn’t tell, but he assumed he did because the doctor repeated himself. He repeated that horrendous statement no one wanted to hear, but that didn’t make it any better.
On the contrary, it made everything worse.
By repeating it, it became a reality. It wasn’t just something Jongdae misheard.
It was a fact.
“Why? What’s happening?” Jongdae demanded, desperately fighting the urge to burst into your room and see for himself that the doctor was lying and that you and your daughter were doing fine.
“Hemorrhaging caused by placenta previa and the risk of retained placenta which would cause-”
“Excuse my language, but I have no idea what the fuck any of that means. What’s. Happening.”
The doctor cleared his throat. “The placenta is covering a large portion of the cervix, the birth canal, and there is severe bleeding because the contractions are pushing your daughter out, but the birth canal is blocked.”
“Then do something!”
“A last minute C-section will need to be performed to save the baby.”
“So why aren’t you?!”
“There is already severe damage to the womb and the possibility of placenta retention would inhibit the womb from shrinking to stop the bleeding from blood vessels, but right now, at this severity of hemorrhage, we will probably need to perform either a complete or partial hysterectomy.”
“Removal of the womb.”
“While my daughter is still inside?!”
“No, of course not. I assure you not while she’s still in the womb…”
“But? I can tell there’s a ‘but’ to this. Otherwise the obvious choice would be to go ahead and do the hecta-whatever.”
“Your daughter has been at high risk of fetal hypoxia for several weeks now. It’s a miracle she’s still breathing. If we were to continue the C-section with the hysterectomy, there is a high chance of her dying from lack of oxygen, and your wife will no longer be able to have children.”
“So, what are you telling me?”
The doctor sighed and gave Jongdae a look of sincere apology. “You and your wife need to decide who will be the priority of the doctors and nurses for the hours remaining for her childbirth.”
“You need to have consensus with-”
“I FUCKING HEARD YOU!” Jongdae screamed. His tears finally overcame his shock and streamed uncontrollably down his cheeks.
“I’m so sorry that you have to make this decision but-”
“IT’S THE TWENTY FIRST FUCKING CENTURY! WHY IS THIS STILL A PROBLEM WITH ALL YOUR TECHNOLOGY AND DOCTORATE DEGREES AND SHIT?!” His tears began to uncontrollably stream down his cheeks
“HOW? HOW CAN YOU TELL ME TO CHOOSE BETWEEN MY WIFE AND MY DAUGHTER?!”
“You’re running out of time.”
“Fuck this, man.” Jongdae furiously wiped the tears from his eyes, shoved past the doctor, and rushed toward your room.
Jongdae almost ran into a nurse hurriedly carrying away bloody cloths while another was rushing with fresh ones to the bed where you lay.
Jongdae angrily wondered why they had to use white towels. It was mocking him. It was mocking you. It was mocking your baby.
He locked eyes with you and forced himself not to cry so he could seem strong for you. You already looked exhausted. Tired and sweaty and scared.
“I’m here, I’m here.” His voice shook and he made his way to your side. One of the nurses helped pull up a chair for him.
“I know how hard it is not to, but unless you want to have your arm or neck crushed, don’t hold her hand or hug her. When the contractions hit, you’ll be surprised by exactly how strong she really is,” the nurse advised. Jongdae nodded in acknowledgment but kept his gaze focused on you. He searched your eyes, unable to form words.
“Dae,” you said again. “Dae, I need you to listen to me.”
“I know this is hard, but please. We need to hurry.”
Jongdae sniffed and let out a burdened sigh.
“They said it was a complication right? That doesn’t mean that either of us are going to die for sure,” you tried to say without letting your fear seep into your words.
“R-right, yeah, you’re right. By but still, what if…what if-”
“Dae, if they prioritize me, even if they’re still trying to tend to our daughter, she’s in way worse condition than me and-”
Jongdae saw the determined resolution in your eyes and he clenched the sheets in his fists, body shaking as he desperately tried to fend off heartbreak. “No, no! You’re in danger of dying too! I can’t lose you, I can’t!”
“She might die and if I live, I won’t be able to have kids.”
“We can adopt or-”
“Dae. I’ll do my best, I promise. I’ll fight as hard as I can for our daughter and for you. Our baby…she doesn’t even know you yet. I didn’t carry her for nine months to not give her a chance to meet the world. I wouldn’t be able to live with myself.”
“No, but what if-”
He stopped mid-sentence, tears falling uncontrollably as he finally broke and failed to maintain what little composure he had.
“I’m sorry,” he cried through his body-wracking sobs, words barely recognizable. “I don’t know why, I-I-I just, I really don’t and I th-think it was because I d-drank a lot or I don’t even know, but I wish that I never, n-never, made you suffer so much.
You deserve so much more than this, and I’m sorry. I’m so, so sorry.”
“It’s ok, it’s-”
“NO! IT’S NOT OK!”
“I’ll fight with everything I’ve got. I promise. Don’t think I’ll give up so easily.”
“I love you. Please don’t leave me. I swear, I’ll spend the rest of my life making it up to you.”
The doctors began to help Jongdae up to leave the room. He bent down quickly to press a kiss to your forehead. He pulled back and tenderly brushed away the strands of hair sticking to your skin.
“I’ll wait for you, Dae,” you said, voice shaking.
“What should we call her? We never decided.”
“Kim Aesook. Love and purity. Jongdae, please.”
He nodded furiously, trying to wipe away his tears as turned to leave the room. Another wave of contractions hit you and the echoes of your broken cries plagued Jongdae’s mind even when he returned to the waiting room.
Nothing his friends said or did could give him encouragement or comfort. Food and water went untouched, words went unheard, worried glances went unseen, and comforting touches went unfelt. Jongdae didn’t remember Jongin’s apology or his own response if he even had one. He didn’t remember Kyungsoo trying to get him to eat something. He didn’t remember Chanyeol trying not to cry for the both of you.
Jongdae was a soulless body for hours.
And then the door opened.
The doctor stepped in and Jongdae suddenly sprang to life. He leaped to his feet and rushed to the doctor, clutching at the white sleeve.
“How are they?” The words spilled from his tongue.
“Your daughter is alive and being tended to right now, her breathing doing well, but we will be closely monitoring it for the next week or so,” the doctor said reassuringly.
“And my wife? How is she?” he demanded.
The doctor’s eyes gave it away.
The way they fell.
Jongdae knew the answer before a word was even spoken.
“I’m sorry…she didn’t make it.”
Jongdae held Aesook closely.
She was swaddled in a white blanket and her tiny fingers clutched Jongdae’s pinky. A heavy tear dropped onto her cheek and she whined.
“I’m sorry,” he whispered to her and used his other hand to gently wipe it away. “You just look so much like her…except your lips… I gave those to you,” he said softly, voice cracking and he tried not to break down.
He kissed her forehead.
“Mommy is waiting for us. You won’t see her again for a long while, but she’s here for you.”
“She fought hard. Don’t ever think she gave up on you. She wanted to meet you so badly…but I’ll do my best for you too, I promise. I’m sorry things turned out this way, but I’m so glad that at least you’re breathing and alive and-”
Aesook wiggled her foot in the blankets and let out a little hum.
“I’ll spend the rest of my life making it up to you and your beautiful mother.”
One thing that I have always loved about Minseok is how he manages to make Jondae smile and laugh… we all know Dae has not been feeling his best (do to certain events) but in the latest Xiuchen moment his smile looks so.. genuine? Like he was actually having a good time?
Jongdae is my bias (amongst Lay and Sehun) and appreciate anyone who manages to make my sunshine Dae laugh or smile genuinely…