Pinky Promises (1/1)

Taecyeon jolted awake as he heard the yelling as well. He tightened his hug as I looked to him in shock. How did my dad know I was here?"Stay quiet," Taecyeon shushed, getting up and peering through the glass doors and around the wall to the front door. I sat on the swing by myself, fearing for the worst. Everything had seemed to be going so well, and now this. My heart began to pound as Taecyeon walked into the living room and towards the front door. He had left the sliding doors open so that I could hear the conversation that had been taking place.Mrs. Ok had already answered the door, reassuring my father that I was not there."Where else could she be?!" My father yelled, "You really think I'm that stupid? She has ten seconds to get out here right this moment or I'm pulling her out of school and not letting her graduate.""Mr. Wang, that's a ridiculous threat. You're really going to trash your own daughter's bright future like that?" Mrs. Ok reasoned.There was a moment of silence."Umma, what's going on?" Taecyeon's groggy morning voice broke the tension."If she's really not in there, then let me come in and check. I can't trust the two of you," My dad proposed."Are you kidding me?" Taecyeon said, "Your daughter goes missing and now you're going to tear apart our home to look for her? She's happily married to Dongwoon, now. You know it too. I had to take a sick leave from school because she broke my heart so bad-- no, you forced her to do that, and you really think I would let you just stomp around my house after all that?"There was silence. "If you have nothing to hide, you would let me search your house for her.""We're not letting you check because we have nothing to hide, and we still have our pride to keep," Taecyeon angrily retorted. "Now please, leave."After another moment of silence, pandemonium. From all the interjections being yelled, I knew my dad had forced his way into their house. It was time for me to hide. As I was about to sneak behind the swinging bench, I saw my dad at the sliding doors.Shit. My life is over."YOU!" He yelled. As he stormed over to me to grab my wrist and drag me out the door, Taecyeon blocked his way, charging over to me to pull me away from my father's grip. He succeeded and pulled me behind him."You're not taking her from me again," he said sternly, "And you're certainly not going to put her through what she's been feeling for the past months. What kind of a father is okay with putting his daughter through hell for his own business conquests?"My father looked as if he was fuming."Mr. Wang," Mrs. Ok began, "Let's sit down and talk about this like mature adults.""Have you ever thought about how hurt she's been?" Taecyeon cut in, "Or how scared she's been? Or even how she wakes up in the middle of the night sometimes and is scared that she doesn't know-- or more importantly, doesn't care about-- where her life is headed? You really need to get your priorities sorted out. I'm telling you now: no matter what you threaten her with, my family will always be here for her. If you don't pay for college, we will, and if you ever threaten to throw her out of the house or lock her in-- we will take her in."He was speechless, but angry nonetheless."And if you think you're leaving this house with her, then you're wrong," Taecyeon put the last stake in the ground. "She's graduating next week. You can't pull her out of school now. The school won't let you."My father shot me a glare that I would never forget for the rest of my life and stormed out the house.As we all stood in place, trapped in a momentary pause in time, I stepped forward and gave Taecyeon a back hug.After a few moments of glaring at the front door that had been slammed shut, Taecyeon turned around and wrapped his arms around me."I'm never letting you go ever again," he said, "never."As his hug tightened, I felt my chest ready to explode. I was sad at the way things were going with my family, but now that I was able to be with Taecyeon and love him freely after being caged in for half a year, I wanted to cry tears of joy-- and I did. I must admit, though, part of the tears were for the loss of my own family. I hated seeing the people that I cared most about in the world-- the people that mattered most to me in the world-- at conflict, but I guess there's nothing one could do about it.I sobbed lightly into Taecyeon's wide chest, as he stroked the back of my head. Mrs. Ok left the room to give us some alone time, and Taecyeon held me tighter. He gently kissed the top of my head and then loosened his hold on me. Leaning back slightly, he took a good look at my slightly swollen eyes and distraught expression. The warmth in his eyes and the welcoming feeling I got from his touch shed away some of the pent up pain. He sat down on the swinging sofa first and pulled me down onto his lap. I curled my knees in and pressed my forehead against his neck, exhaling warm breaths on his chest, brushing my fingertips lightly over his firm pecs. Everything was as I wanted. He ran his fingers through my hair and inhaled a long breath. His chest rose, causing me to curl slightly in a different direction."Babe," he began.Without moving my body, I simply hummed, "hmm?""There's something so messed up about me not getting along with your dad," he sighed, "I wish there was something we could do about it.""Me too," I began, "But he's just the stubborn type. It'll take some time before he realizes what he's done.""Are you okay?" He said, sweeping a stray hair from my eye."Hmm..." I thought for a hard moment what I was feeling, but couldn't come to a concrete way to explain the way I was feeling.  "I'll get back to you on that.""We'll get through this together. Got it? From now on, you and I are a team. I won't ever let anything hurt you, as long as you stay with me."I kissed his neck and then his jawline. "Got it."He turned his head slowly and pressed his lips gently and cautiously against mine, as if it were the first time he had ever been kissed. He carressed the back of my head and swept the fingers of his other hand over my thigh, sending gentle shivers down my spine. I pressed my lips harder against his and then parted them. He followed my lead and then picked me up slightly to shift my body so that I was straddling him. I pulled back and took a good look at his face. If I were to ever be separated from him again-- which hopefully would be never-- I wanted to remember this: the look in his eyes-- they had the same feeling as a smooth melody of a seductive song. He looked lost, pained; I wanted to relieve him of those feelings."I want to make all the promises in the world to you," he began, "I want to promise you infinite happiness, and everything that requires... but there have been so many broken promises in the past, I don't know..." His voice slowly faded, as he wasn't sure how to continue.I ran my fingers through the hairs on the nape of his neck with my cold fingers. "I think it's my time to make promises to you. I haven't even done that."He pressed his fingers into my waist. "I'm listening," he said with a slight hint of amusement."I promise I will never leave your side. I promise I'll love you until I stop breathing. I promise to be the best I can be for you so that you can be the best of yourself. I promise you infinite happiness and everything that comes with that." I counted them all out on my fingers, "And most of all, I promise that under any circumstances, whatever craziness life decides to throw at us, I will always one hundred percent only have feelings for you."He wrapped his hand around the fingers that I held up, so that my hand was balled into a fist. I stretched out my hand and laced my fingers between his.He smiled at our clasped hands and then shifted his soft gaze to me."Pinky promise?" He held out his pinky.I hooked my pinky with his and kissed our intertwined fingers. "Now you," I said. He followed and pressed his lips gently against my pinky finger."Until the end of forever."-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------wow I'm the worst lololololSorry for the super late/lame updates.Anyways, I've gotten super lazy, so I'm really sorry that I don't/won't reply to your comments. I swear I read them and enjoy them LOADS. Please keep commenting! They motivate me so much to continue writing!I'll probably end up writing one last chapter for this fic. And then I'm done!! :) yayyweeeeeee