Fan Fiction

Anyong, Chingu [COMPLETE]

by Ohri

Chapter 23

Annyong Chingu : complete

=Seungri’s pov=

I was still unhappy when Sungmin dissed me. So, there I was in the living room with my laptop googling myself with a plate of sushi by my side. Then, out of nowhere SeungHyun popped out and sat next to me and started to watch me do my internet vanity session.

“You sure got a lot of fangirls.” He said suddenly.

I let out a timid laugh, “Oh I’m sure hyung has more fangirls than I do.” I said and the silence continued… “Want me to google you?” I tried to break the awkwardness.

“Sure.”

I typed in his stage name and hit search and a bunch of links to articles pictures and videos came up. But there were a couple of pictures above an article; I was sure it was Sungmin in SeungHyun’s helmet being pulled by SeungHyun and beside it was a picture of the both of them again but at the beach we went on our first trip. The headline said: Helmet Girl Revealed. They looked real happy there. I realise what I did at Jeju was really stupid and I ruined it for both of them. By the time I looked away from the picture I heard a door slam and SeungHyun was gone. I decided I need to fix this so I went over to the girl’s place.

“She still in her room?” I demanded from Jungrin who was in a ‘who loves who more’ fight with Jiyong, disgusting if you ask me.

“Yup, she wouldn’t even come out for home made kimchi ramen.” If she made it I’m sure just about anyone would lock themselves in their room.

I walked to Sungmin’s bedroom door and started knocking on it.

“Noona!” I twisted the locked doorknob, “I need to talk to you!”

“Go away!” I kicked the door after she said that.

“I’m not going until you talk to me!” I twisted the knob real hard and the whole thing came off. Panicked, I threw it out the nearest window and pushed open the door.

I looked around and the room was clean. I guess she just hasn’t unpacked. I found her looking out the window from her bed. I shut the door quietly and went to sit next to her.

“Before you say anything or kick me out, I just want to tell you I’m sorry.” Then it was all waterworks from there. And we just ran out of ice cream. “Look, noona you have to make up with hyung.”

She stopped crying and looked up at me. “Why? He saw us being French!” and she cried again.

“You guys always had that thing ever since we were kids and I think I screwed that up for you.” I put my arm around her, “So just make up.”

“I can’t,” she said sobbing. “I’m leaving tomorrow morning.”

“Leaving?” I made her face me, “Leaving to where?!”

“Home,” she sighed and she wasn’t crying anymore, “School’s starting in fall. I have to go.”

I couldn’t talk anymore. I tried to swallow my saliva but I just ended up choking. I couldn’t even breath right anymore.

“Seungri?” I heard her call me, “What’s wrong?”

Oh now, she’s worried about me. She wasn’t worried when she decided to leave so I glared at her while I was choking. She slapped me hard on the back and my choking stopped.

“What do you mean you HAVE to go??” I shook her by the shoulders.

“I tried really hard to get into that school. And now that I got in I have to go.” She said.

“And you told me you’re not gone forever.” I rolled my eyes at her, “I’m helping you win back hyung and you’re LEAVING?!”

“Thanks, really like I don’t feel bad enough being forced to go home.” She gritted her teeth at me.

“What time are you leaving?”

“5 am,” when I gave her a weird look she answered, “Yeah mom couldn’t tell the difference between AM and PM.”

I had nothing else to say so I sat quietly beside her trying to process all of this.

“Don’t tell anybody about this ok?” she said and I nodded in reply.

After a long silence I got to leave but she grabbed my hand and placed an envelope in it. It was for SeungHyun and she smiled when I looked at her.

=SeungHyun POV=

Honestly what pissed me off was that they showed the picture of when Sungmin was on my back pulling me by the nostrils. I lied down on my bed once I got in my room. After hours of tossing and turning I got up. I couldn’t sleep. I checked the clock and it was already 4.30 am. It sucks being in bad terms with Sungmin. She started it anyways. I mean I really was going to make up with her. I opened my suitcase and pulled out a wrapped box. I was supposed to give to her when I got back from Japan then the fight happened.

I tapped on the box with the tip of my finger and then suddenly Seungri burst into the room. I accidentally drop the box, startled by the maknae’s not so ninja skills. What was he doing up at 4.30? I don’t know.

”Uhm hyung,” he spoke while I ducked my head under my bed to look for the box.

When he didn’t say anything I got irritated and got up to leave. But he stopped me by the shoulder.

“She’s leaving.” I didn’t have to ask who. Part of me wants to just run and stop her when he said that but a bigger part of me wanted to let it go. “her flight leaves in half an hour.” Now, he tells me.

“She was going to leave sooner or later.” I replied to him.

“So you’re not going to stop her?” he swore and stomped out to the living room. “You’re both stubborn idiots!”

“Why are you telling me this anyway?” he stopped in his tracks and turned to walked back to me. He took out something from his pocket and shoved it in my chest.

“That’s why.” He said before heading to his room.

It was a letter, from her. I took it into my room and ripped it open. I couldn’t suppress my laughter trying to read her horrible Korean. It read;

“Annyong, SeungHyun. (that was the only Korean she wrote)
I know I’ve behaving like a bitch and all. I’m really sorry. I even forgot what we were fighting about. I was really being a psycho bitch. I guess by the time you read this I would’ve been gone. I just wanted to say, I had a great time despite how things became. And that I”

I tossed the letter on my desk and darted out of the apartment. The elevator took forever to go to the basement. As soon as it stopped I jabbed on the open button a hundred times before it opened. I ran to bike and dart off to the airport. 15 minutes left. I dodged the red lights seeing that there was barely traffic. I knew I barely made it. I didn’t even bother to park my bike properly and went straight inside the airport and demanded where the flight’s gate was. As soon as she said it I ran as fast as could before the receptionist person could stall me with a sign request.

Good thing I knew the airport like the back of my hand. I reached the gates but I couldn’t get to the passenger’s lounge without a flight ticket. I could see her through the glass wall. She got up with everyone else and lined up to board.

‘SUNGMIN!!” ok, I didn’t really want to shout and make it look like a Soap Opera scene but I was pretty sure she couldn’t hear me. “SUNGMIN!!” I shouted again knocked on the door.

She still couldn’t hear me. She got closer and I kicked on the wall risking a fractured toe. She handed her ticket and I felt the air leave my lungs. My fingers clawed on the wall but she was gone pass the small crowd of people. She was gone.

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sequal coming soon!! lol i dont care if nobody wants to read this lol. if ur reading, i hope you will continue reading this story =) thank you for your support.