K-pop Idol Imagines - Chapter 26: Chapter 26

It was almost Y/N's bedtime, and she was about to crash onto the couch, but a sudden knock on the door interrupted her.
"Huh? Who that might be?"
She stood up from the couch, smoothening the creases on her pajamas, and peeped through the peephole on the front door. It was pretty dark outside and raining heavily, she could see a silhouette but it was not enough to be identified.
Courageously, she unlocked the door and turned the knob to pull it open.
"Lisa?"
There stood a brunette, drenchingly wet from all the rain, and was holding onto her hand which was slightly bleeding.
"H-Hey, "she said as her voice shivered.
Without wasting any time, Y/N ushered her in and to the bathroom. She picked up some clothes and a towel on the way.
"Shower and change into these. I'll be in the living room, "Y/N said, not meeting her eyes as she passed her everything.
Lisa attempted to hold her wrist but, Y/N hurriedly turned around and went outside, leaving her all alone as the words died in her mouth.
Y/N mindlessly sat on the couch, changing the channels on tv furiously. Just the mere feeling of Lisa around her made her slightly uneasy inside. She decided not to wonder about the wound that she had from the past and continued surfing through channels in the wait of Lisa.
After a warm shower, Lisa felt better and changed into Y/N's hoodie and sweat pants. She loved the feeling of familiar fragrance invading her senses as she blow-dried her hair and squared her shoulders to face the consequences.
She walked out of the room and into the living room as been told, and saw Y/N waiting for her with a medical kit in her hand.
"Sit here, "Y/N said and Lisa wordlessly followed her order, carefully sitting on the couch.
Y/N kneeled in front of her as she opened the medical kit and took out some antiseptic, pouring it on cotton. She carefully took ahold of Lisa's hand in hers and applied the antiseptic onto the bruise.
"Fuck..." Lisa hissed in pain as she clenched her other hand into a fist and screwed her eyes shut in agonizing pain.
"Sorry, "Y/N said and blew softly onto the bruise to ease the ache.
Lisa watched the girl with adoring eyes, the same way she first laid her eyes on. She watched Y/N putting a white bandage with cotton beneath and carefully pining it at the end.
"Thank you... Y/N, "she said, quietly at which Y/N just nodded and stood up.
"I'll bring you some coffee. Relax a bit, "Y/N said and was about to turn when Lisa held her wrist, finally, having to speak more than a few words to her.
"Y/N, please... Let's talk, "Lisa desperately said, hoping she would turn around and agree with her, however, Y/N jerked her hand off and walked away into the kitchen, leaving her behind.
On the other hand, Y/N put the box away in one of the kitchen cupboards and rested her hands on the counter, taking a deep, shuddery breath in. She calmed herself down and took out the coffee powder and two mugs.
Making the coffee all hot and fresh, she walked back into the living room and saw Lisa staring far into space with a grim expression on her face.
Y/N sat down on the couch, next to her, and cleared her throat to get her attention. "Here's your coffee, "she said and passed her the mug.
Lisa threw her a small smile and took the mug, getting to sip but asked, "Is there--"
"Half tablespoon sugar with a spoon of grounded coffee, yes, "Y/N said, not meeting her eyes as she sipped onto her coffee.
Lisa was surprised at first but then it dissipated when she felt a warm feeling inside. She quaffed the coffee as a smile played on her lips. She couldn't describe the feeling of how she loved it when Y/N still remembered how she liked her coffee.
As expected, Lisa finished her coffee first and now was shamelessly staring at Y/N, who was busy changing channels. She noticed how Y/N's hair have grown a little yet nothing else changed than that, she was still the same Y/N whom she fell in love with and was still in very much love with.
"Are you done?" Y/N asked as Lisa snapped out of her dream and replied, "Huh? Yeah."
Y/N took the mugs and went to the kitchen, washing them thoroughly before putting them away to dry. She clenched her fists and gathered the courage to face what was bound to happen. Nodding to herself, she walked back into the living room.
She sat down next to Lisa as the tension in the air around them thickened.
"I broke up with her, "Lisa said, cutting through the silence.
"What?"
Lisa turned her head and looked at Y/N as a scoff left her lips. She felt her throat tighten and asked, "Aren't you going to say I told you so?"
They both just shared silent eye contact as their eyes told nothing else but the worst feeling of being heartbroken. Y/N scooted a little closer as she kept her hand, hesitatingly, on Lisa's.
"What happened?"
Lisa clicked her tongue and started, "She was cheating on me. You were right about her... and me. I just... fucked up really bad, didn't I?"
"Lisa..." Y/N furrowed her brows as she watched a lone tear slipping down Lisa's cheek.
"I left you for her. I left you because I was fucking dumb. I... am such an idiot, Y/N!" she said, vulnerable.
Y/N didn't know what to say now when everything that just happened was so sudden. She felt her heart crushing inside at Lisa's disheveled state, but she couldn't bring herself to say something. Something that would make up for the happenings from the past.
Just then, Lisa abruptly stood up and said, "I-I should go. I'm sorry for taking your time and disturbing you this late at night."
She was about to walk away when Y/N held her back by hugging her from behind. A soft sob left from Y/N's lips as she tightened the grip around her waist and nestled deeper into her back, not wanting her to go.
"Let me go, Y/N. I'm not worth your tears... I don't deserve to be loved. Why did you even open your door for me?" Lisa ranted as she tried to unclasp Y/N's hand, but stopped swiftly when she heard the next words.
"Regardless-- regardless of everything you've said and done in the past, there isn't a single part of me that wouldn't-- that wouldn't open the door when you're knocking on it, Lisa."
Just like that, they both stood there, not speaking a word as they let the unsaid words settle down. Lisa gradually got herself free from Y/N's grip and turned around to face her. She saw Y/N facing down as tears spilled down her eyes.
"Look at me, Y/N, "she said, not having enough courage to touch her, not after what she did.
Y/N sniffled loudly as she wiped her tears off her sleeve and looked up, red-eyed. She saw Lisa gently shaking her head in denial.
"Don't cry. I-I hate to see you cry. Please, "Lisa softly whispered.
Y/N gazed at her as she took in a slow breath and said, "I still love you."
Lisa instantly looked at her with wide eyes as she couldn't believe what she just heard. "W-What?"
Y/N stepped a step closer and nodded, saying, "Yes, Lisa. I still love you. After what happened... I couldn't stop thinking about you. I-I tried. I tried very hard to forget you and move on, but... you were just on my mind."
"But, I don't deserve you, Y/N, "Lisa said, "I left you for someone else. Aren't you mad about it? Don't you hate me for that?"
Y/N let out an airy chuckle and replied, "I was not mad, rather I was heartbroken. Blaming myself for not being worthy enough for you. I-I thought... you didn't love me--"
"I love you! God, I love you so much, Y/N! Don't say that!" Lisa whisper-yelled as she cupped her cheeks, shaking her head in complete refusal.
"Whenever I was with her, everything she did remind me of you. I was a fucking dumbass for leaving you, Y/N. I am to blame for everything!"
Y/N lifted her hand to wipe the tears from Lisa's cheeks as she said, "Why don't-- Why don't we forget about it? I can't bear myself for losing you again, Lisa... Please?"
Lisa bit her lower lip as she tugged the girl into a tight hug. She felt the lump forming in her throat again at how vulnerable Y/N looked in front of her. She felt the guilt weighing tons on her shoulder, and it was just because of her.
"I can't lose you too, Y/N. I can't, but..."
Y/N pulled apart and asked, "But? But what, Lisa?"
Lisa smoothened her disheveled hair and held onto her nape, saying, "But I don't think I can live with the guilt. The guilt of leaving you and then again having just because I turned up at your door injured on a rainy night. I want to win you. Just like I did before."
"Win me?"
"Yes, Y/N. Win you. I want to start over. I want to win over your trust, your body, your soul, your everything."