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You spent the day with Abby and the girls. You watched "Weathering With You", truly one of your favourite movies, leaving all of you in tears. It was refreshing to watch your favourite movies with someone close, It finally made you feel like you had real friends, and how the girls stood up for you after yesterday, well you cried ten minutes in the bathroom. For the rest of the day you were mostly at home but still, all of you cooked, sang, danced, at some point you had the feminine urge to go into a store and buy all of the sweets that they offer, and surprisingly, Abby paid for that. For now you aren't regretting one bit the fact that you two got together, he was carrying you like a princess everywhere you wanted to go. After devouring most of the sweets, It was getting late, Zoey was already asleep, Mira was getting sleepy too, so they decided to go home, leaving you alone with Abby. You helped Rumi and Mira, carry zoey into their car, they didn't really let you carry, because they were still a bit concerned about the faint from yesterday, but you still navigated. After you waved your final goodbyes, you quickly made your way up the stairs and to your apartment, you had various plans for the night with Abby.
"Wanna do something?" You asked him as you closed the front door, sparkling with joy. "I wanna do whatever you wanna do" He smiled softly after he said that, he looked a bit... off, but you chose to ignore that because it was probably him being tired of this emotion tornado from today and yesterday.
For the evening you chose to be layed down on the couch eating god knows what Korean treats that were left and watch your favourite movies, it was kinda planned out before the concert. You asked him multiple times tho, you wanted the best experience for both of you, and he kept on saying yes.
After half an hour, surprisingly Abby decided to go see the other Saja Boys, which in your opinion was an ass move because you just got together and if he didn't like your type in movies he can say and you're gonna plan out something else to watch or do. Didn't he say that he's okay with whatever you wanna do, and the chance for having a romantic night slipped away when the door shut behind him, leaving you alone with your thoughts of what you did wrong.
You overheard from Huntr/x few days before, that the Sajas are going to be doing a Q&A with some girl band that night, which kinda explains the whole situation but he could've simply said that, before you knew you already had your phone and searched up the stream, there it was, 1 hour till it began. It was in the Saja shared house, ugh you hated that Idea so much that you became a solo artist. He ditched the opportunity to spend the night with his girlfriend just so he could answer some stupid ass questions and giggles with other girls, you searched them up and they were simply put, sluts. Their music, even autotune couldn't help.
After a not so long consideration, you stomped to your closet room and put on the perfect black outfit that you've been saving for rage quitting times, it was a black turtleneck, high-waisted black pants, and a long coat. You chose to wear your pointed block heel sock boots(I feel different after saying that). There was minute in which you were hitting the big stuffed unicorn in your closet. After that you came to the conclusion you didn't need make up to look perfect so you headed out natural.
You got into your car, it was a 30 minute drive to their house, perfect, you'll even show up 5 minutes early. You blasted "Black Sorrow" on the whole ride, that song is fire. After the 10 loop you were there. But you stayed a bit to listen to it again, after the most intense singing session of your life, you turned off the engine and made your up the street to the house, singing the lyrics to yourself.(yes I’m obsessed with that song) Some of the cast members were outside, chatting, having calls with family members, getting last details fixed up, but you couldn't care less. You aimed right for the entrance, nothing stopping you until:
"Excuse me, miss, but this is private property" one of the security guards that didn't know where he was, tried pulling you away. "I am no miss, You better let me inside or I'm gonna demonstrate what is to hit a high note." The poor guy realised who you are, quickly opening the door, sweating the whole Amazonian river. With a few confident steps you reached the main entrance of the house, at this point the staff already knew that you were there and was getting prepared for you being there, also known as, last minute changes. You pressed the door handle, creeping inside, and not getting noticed by the sajas you reached the living room, where the event was gonna be held, you were behind one of the girls, she was talking with the others, she was dressed like half naked, and the colours didn't suit her. At this point it was one minute till the start, everyone was freaking out and no one had a clear idea what to do, everyone just got pushed onto the couch, a fun fact is that you lived alone and had a bigger one.
One of the staff was following you around and dragged you a chair to sit with him, you became buddies very quick, discussing how bad fashion choices those girls made, turns out he's the fashion stylist of the Sajas. Alex, a very nice dude, you already planned to go drink coffee next morning. It was like you were made to be friends.
"It's like Abby always talked about you and took care of you every chance he had, and now he's with them, here, when he finally got the chance to be with you" Alex, said as he rolled his eyes when one of the girls was touching Abby. "To be honest I’m a bigger fan of you than for the Sajas" A giggle left both of you, that was one positive from you coming here.
At some point they saw you, by they, I mean Baby Saja who just wanted to go sleep and not continue this bullshit, so he called you out, now everyone knew. "You're welcome to join us!" He said joyfully as he found his way to escape because there wasn't enough place on the couch for everyone, a silent beg escaped his lips. and you accepted. With a few steps you reached the sofa, Abby offered to make space next to him, "No thanks, you had no space for me in your schedule today so I may just make it myself"
You sat in the middle of the couch, with empty space on both of your sides because half of the girls stood up to make you a bit more room. And you answered your first question, which was, "For who was the title Hideous, from the album" a wide smile appeared on your face, the villain rampage was a too powerful weapon to be handed over to you. "It was for Abby" a short break with a giggle "And It's still is for him, a wolf's fur changes, but never its demeanour." Your parents always told you that, and it was always true.
There was a long silence, you knew there was gonna be, you always knew that people don't change, and Abby would always keep some important things to himself, he would always try to fix things with saying he's sexy and hot boyfriend, and you truly accepted his confession because it was given by heart, or at least at the moment it looked like. Later on you discovered that he asked Jinu to write one and he used it with minor changes.
In 20 minutes, that were long, awkward and uncomfortable for everyone except you and few of the Sajas, the show ended. Surprisingly the girls weren't so bad after all, you sure had some constructive conversations with them. You said your final goodbyes with the staff and girls, heading to the door. Yeah, well Abby had other plans, pulling you across the corridor to his bedroom.
"Why did you have to do that?" He cornered (cornerstone, artic monkeys for life!) you, his patterns glowing even though he couldn't do anything with them. Out of reflex you materialised your weapon and pointed it towards him, making him fall back with pure shock written across his face. "Because you left me without a word! You fucking dumba-" some things don't get to be said, and finishing that sentence was one of them, instead getting muffled with a forceful kiss. You tried pulling away but his arms caged you between him and the wall, his touch so warm yet so cold. His hands roughly traveled your body, gripping one of your breasts. You tried to scream, you tried to push him away, but the words didn't go out, it was like you were paralysed. Tears rolling down your cheeks, your breath shaking, "Abby, Stop!"
Words spoken to the wall, no answer, only his hands pulling and throwing every piece of clothing that covered your body, while you screamed and begged. "I won't hurt you, just stop resisting, you'll have a great time" he sounded annoyed, very annoyed, his hands stopping their movement on your thighs. You built the courage to speak up, with trembling voice you mumbled "I’m definitely not having a good time" a whisper through tears, squeezing your eyes closed, turning away from him. You felt him let go of you, the cool air hitting your naked body, you slowly opening your eyes. He stomped out, shutting the door loudly behind him. He left you yet again, this time crying (lighting) on the cold floor of his bedroom.