The World Of Cravity ➤ CRVT (COMPLETED)

[1] SERIM - TO YOU MY EVERYTHING

GENRE: ANGST 🔥

Knock Knock...

Serim knocked on the door for the 34th time now, heck who's even counting. His knuckles was now red after the restless knocking at the locked door to someone's bedroom. A heavy sigh escaped his lips, leaning his forehead against the white door not stopping in his agenda.

"Yah, are you still not gonna talk to me? Y/N please. Let's talk." Serim pleaded with sadness and desperation, pounding at the door once more. On the other side of the door layed Y/N, sitting at the corner of the room. She had her knees curled to her, her once beautiful brown eyes we're now swollen after nights of crying and crying, and her once glamorous and angelic hair was now in a mess.

After that incident.

Serim sighed once more, now pounding at the door harder. "Y/N it's been two days since you came out there. Please tell me the problem, this isn't a simple thing. Let me in please." The older pleaded, his hand now clenched in an angry manner. Serim doesn't have any idea why his wife was acting like that.

All he knows is that he came home after soccer training, much later than the usual time. Serim noticed that the lights around their apartment was all out, and that there was no dinner at the table that Y/N usually placed whenever Serim comes home late.

It wasn't even that late, it was only 11 PM and she used to wait for him until 12. Serim also noticed that there was already blankets placed at the living room couch, he knew something was wrong. Y/N wasn't like that.

When they had a problem, usually they just talk about it and it usually passes by like a waterdrop at a vast river. It was different this time, Y/N refused to go out of their shared bedroom for almost two whole days now, and Serim was really concerned.

Did he do something wrong? If so, then how wrong was it that Y/N shut him completely.

Serim let out a sound of despair, "Y/N-ah, please talk to me. Let's talk about the problem. It won't be solved if we don't talk." He tried to convince the younger. "Y/N? Please respond." No response.

Serim's patience was already streched and over. He then pounded hard with anger at the door, shaking the whole room Y/N was at. It also caught her off guard, she never saw Serim like that.

"YAH! KANG Y/N! GET OUT OF THE FUCKING ROOM AND LET'S TALK. IF YOU WANNA SAVE THIS GODDAMN MARRIGE THEN TELL ME YOUR PROBLEM!" Serim said in an angry manner, he began breathing heavier. He was usually a passive one, especially when it comes to Y/N.

Y/N hated being screamed at and Serim knew that. He knew it was wrong, but his patience was already stretched towards the edge that he cannot tolerate it anymore. "KANG Y/N YOU BETTER OPEN THIS OR IM TAKING THIS DOOR DOWN." Serim exclaimed in anger, waiting for a response. A few moments later, he heared the door click from the inside indicating that it opened.

Serim couldn't wait anymore, he opened the door forcefully and revealed Y/N in a dreadfull state. Serim's anger went away upon seeing his wife, eyes all swollen, hair all messy and her emotions all abused. Serim immediately wrapped his hands around the younger who then bursted into tears.

"Shh honey, Im sorry. It's okay now. Im here." Serim comforted, rubbing the younger's back as he tried to hold his tears back. "Im sorry." Y/N said in a struggling manner. "I just don't know what to do anymore. Im sorry Im a burden to you, Im sorry. I should just die. I wanna die."

"Y/N please don't say that. You're not a burden to me. Stay, Im here for you." Serim said, hugging Y/N ever tighter. Serim should have known, looking around the room he saw their pictures scattered around, and the bottle of pills she was taking was now scattered on the floor.

"Honey, listen." Serim said, going down to his knees while holding Y/N significantly small hands. "Im sorry if I was coming home late these past days. It's just that we have a game coming up, and things at the agency are not good now. Should I quit? Let's just live somewhere sile—"

"No Serim. Don't quit. Just leave me alone!" Y/N said with pain, "See, Im holding you back from your dreams already. Please, Im nothing but a dramatic mentally ill person. Just leave me, live your dream. You can have everything if you're not with me."

Serim got up, and held Y/N's face with such care. "But I already have everything, and that's you. I can give up everything I have just for you." Serim narrated in such sweet way, holding back his tears. "So don't you ever think you're a burden to me okay? It's my responsibility to take care of you as your husband, my responsibility to make sure you're okay as your friend, and my responsibility to love you as your everything." He continued, before pressing his lips onto the other's.

The kiss went on for a good minute, before Serim carried the girl's figure to the bed and layed her down. "Get some rest honey." The older said with his usual sweet casual tone. "I think Im just gonna quit the soccer team and the modeling agency—"

"Serim Don't." Y/N said in a concerned tone, Serim scooted closer before placing a kiss at the girl's forehead. "Don't worry. I already saved a good amount for us to move to Gosan, and I'll just find a soccer team there. And I already requested a transfer at the agency." Serim assured, making the little girl smile slightly again.

"I love you Serim."

"I love you too baby."

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Well that was a rough one for a first chap xd. Hopefully you enjoyed.

-- A