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"goodnight, love." you kiss your daughter's forehead, following your husbands heavy steps to your shared bedroom.
"goodnight mom, dad." she mutters and gives you a smile, heading to her own room.
you sigh as you close the door behind you, running your hand to your hair while facing seonghwa who was pacing back and fourth.
"why the fuck did you tell her that?" he hisses, his glare burning through you.
"seonghwa, come on. its her high school graduation, jesus christ." you mumble, sighing yet another, trying to find something your eyes want to land on- just except his.
"you should've told me! not when we talk about it at dinner, and saying i'll come without asking me!" he grunts, decent enough to not let his daughter hear yet another banter from her parents.
"because i know you still wouldn't come, seonghwa." you finally dropped your shoulders, looking right at him.
"hell yeah you got that shit right." he scoffs.
"you're her father, seonghwa. can't you please act like one for once?" your voices started raising without you even realizing.
he scoffs once again and puts his hands on his waist.
"shouldn't have fucked you back then." he says with gritted teeth. your stomach churned, and you started fiddling with your fingers. he noticed the sudden change of your mood, in which he pushed the topic more. "what? if only you took your pills regularly, your mother wouldn't have begged me to marry you and have this fucking responsibilities you suddenly put me into."
you were speechless, because he was right. but that doesn't give him the right to spit words like that when he was on the wrong too.
it was just a one night stand. but after meeting on the bar once again, it progressed to being fuck buddies. two teenagers too drunk and too horny to even last a night. one night you were both so stressed at school, you decided to meet up at a bar.
