Seventeen Imagines III

#60 "His Beneficiary" (last part)

  When Mingyu was a young boy, he already noticed that his family wasn't fond of him. He received physical abuse from his father, and his mother who was the witness of her husband's crime had a disgusting look for her own son. His siblings treated him like an outsider or someone who they didn't care even if he dies by the hands of their father. Until one night, he found out that he is actually the son of the man who raped his mom.

  'So that's it. That's why they hate me.'

  In such a young age, Mingyu had to face the cruel reality of his life. He felt unfair that a kid who  has nothing to do with a crime that happened when he's out of the world, had to suffer. And so... he ran away from home.

  "There's a bubble on your face" I chuckled then wiped the bubble of dishwashing liquid on his handsome face.

  Now, Mingyu is a grown up man. He accomplished a lot by his own ability, becoming one of the leading businessman in the world. If a perfect man does exists, I could say it is him.

  "You're seducing me, weren't you?" He teased, putting bubbles on the tip of my nose.

  Blushing so hard, I denied, "I did not!"

  "Eyyy~ Your expression tells it all."

  "Stop teasing me and let's f-finish washing the dishes."

  "It was you who started to play like a kid."

  "..."

  "To seduce me."

  "Hey!"

  If there is one thing that he didn't get, it's 'long life.'

  "This apple isn't sweet," he complained while we are sitting at the sofa.

  "Then you should come with me to buy, Mr. Perfectionist," I pouted.

  "But I'm busy. You should already know how to pick sweet apples. What will your future husband says if..." He stopped for a moment and continued with a laugh. "Ahhh. I forgot that I am your husband."

  I took a bite on my apple and laughed with him.

  It's been a year since I became his wife. However, instead of playing the wife role, I choose to be a family he could lean on. It started when I heard his story then I asked him to give me a chance to make him feel what does it mean to have a family. 

At first, he declined my offer. But as time passed by, it was too late for him to realize that he already opened his heart for me.

We spent more time together: playing, teasing, going out, cooking and talking.

  Then secretly, I fell in love. I can hide my feelings very well so I am confident that it'll remain a secret.

  "After I died, you have to marry the person you will love. Okay?" He suddenly said out of nowhere.

  Whenever he brought this topic, I found myself looking down and preventing tears to fall. I wanted to stay strong, for that he might have the will to fight. But every now and then, I can't imagine myself living in this huge house when he is gone.

  "You're young and pretty. I'm sure, many guys will like you. To be honest, I approached you at the mall because you're cute."

  I stayed quiet then ate my apple which I couldn't swallow.

  "Ahh, I heard that you were contacted by my family. What did they say?"

  "They were asking if you are okay," I murmured undertone.