I hope she's happy

Chapter 4

Y/N FLASHBACK POV

"I'm sorry," was all you could remember hearing Seo Joon said as he kissed your forehead when he came back in the wee hours of the night. You were at the coffee shop, daydreaming as you were waiting for your daily cup of cuppa. You knew you were going to have yet another long and hectic day, since the deadlines for your projects were around the corner.

You were doing that thing of yours again, daydreaming and staring into nowhere while you let your thoughts fly. It was only after the barista called your name three times then you refocused your vision and mind to reality. You were sipping on your Iced Americano and catching up on the daily news and occasional hot gossips, while walking to your office building. This was when you laid your eyes on that fateful article.

"Park Seo Joon and Hwang Jung-eum, caught at a secret date."

You stopped dead in your tracks, as you read the article by Dispatch. Photographs of the two of them making their way to a secret date through different modes of transportation were captured. Although they were not as clear as it could be, the photographs made it seem convincing that the man in the photograph was indeed your boyfriend, Seo Joon.

"This can't be right," you muttered to yourself as you swiped away the news article that was on your phone. "Should I call him? But he's sleeping. But wait, last night's apology too.. It can't be." You decided to shrug the negative thoughts off, and instead keep yourself busy with the immense amount of work that you had to complete by the end of the day.

It was only at 8.30pm, when the sky was dark and the office was nearly empty, then you realised it was time to call it a day and head back home. At this moment, your phone's notification sounded off. You picked up your phone and saw Seo Joon's text, "Are you coming home soon?". You gave him a quick reply, packed up, and drove as fast as you can back home.

As you were walking towards your shared apartment, you heard some faint music being played in the background. You keyed in the passcode and entered. "I'm home," you called out, but to no reply. You took off your heels and placed your belongings on the kitchen island. "Seo Joon-ah..I'm home."

The next thing you know, you found him lying on the sofa, dozed off in front of a lovely spread of chimaek (i.e. fried chicken and beer). You sat down in front of Seo Joon and caressed his soft cheeks. It didn't take long for Seo Joon to realise your presence. "You're home," said Seo Joon in a hoarse voice, as he struggled to open his eyes.

Y/N: I'm so sorry. I kept you waiting. I didn't know you were home early. Why didn't you text me?

Seo Joon: I know you're busy at work lately. Plus, I wanted to surprise you. I know you having a great meal of Chimaek is one of your favourite ways to relax after a long day of work.

You smiled and recalled your hectic schedule, but then remembered the article you read in the day. Your face fell instantly, but you were hesitant to bring up the article, so you decided to sit in silence as you devoured the chicken.

Seo Joon: So how's your day?

Y/N: Not much, just been very busy with the project that I told you before.

Seo Joon: Anything interesting happened?

Y/N: No

Seo Joon: Okay..

Sensing that something was amiss, Seo Joon sat in silence as he watched you savour the chicken. Once you guys were done with the last piece of chicken, you got up, cleared the area, and headed to your bedroom.

Although you couldn't quite make out if it's truly your boyfriend, your mind was flooded with the images of Seo Joon from the Dispatch article. In hopes that your head would be clear by the time you're out of the shower, you got into the toilet and gave yourself a good warm bath.