𝐇𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘 𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄 / 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐉𝐈𝐍

Chapter Seven

Namjoon could feen an intense fear overcome his body as he stared at the man in front of him. He could feel every bit of his skin shivering and sweating at the same time and it was so hard to breathe. He was well aware that he was falling into one of his panic attacks.

He tried helping himself out by taking deep breaths but the man started walking towards him, making him sit up from his chair abruptly and walk backwards untill he hit the window with his back.

"What's wrong? Are you scared of me?" The man spoke up, in his chilly deep voice as he took slow steps. His hands were into his pockets by now and he tilted his head to the side as he smiled at him. "Didn't you miss me?"

"Y-Yugyeom, what are you doing here?" Namjoon asked, now sure that he was going to get a heart attack if he keeps coming forward. He was so scared yet so confused. "H-How did you find me?"

"Is that even important? I came here to see my dear husband who decided to leave me just like that, without even saying a word."

"I-I'm not your husband anymore."

"Well, you are and forever will be mine." Yugyeom's face turned to serious the more he spoke. He stood a few inches from Namjoon who lost all of the color in his face.

Namjoon fought so hard to stay on his legs. Their early life was filled with love and harmony. He was sure he found the greatest love of his life that would treat him with such goodness and love, that would made sure he was happy and confident whole the time.

They started dating back in the high school days and decided to get married at the age of twenty five. First four years of their marriage were amazing. There was nothing Namjoon could wish for more.

But last two years were a total hell. Yugyeom started drinking with his work friends a lot and used to come home drunk, yell on Namjoon and call him stupid for even trying to become a preschool teacher. He was degrading him for a very long time, making him feel unworthy and unwanted. He would touch him only if he would want sex, nothing more.

Untill he raised his hand for the first time.

He kept apologizing every time. Namjoon wanted to leave even then but something was keeping him by his side. He needed to wait for another two years before he would finish his studies.

His parents weren't that happy about his homosexuality and didn't approve so he didn't have anywhere to go and with low monthly income, he wasn't able to make it on his own. Meanwhile, Yugyeom earned three times more than him.

And he was scared to leave.

But it all changed when he came home one night and beat Namjoon up so bad that he ended up in hospital, with a broken nose, a broken jaw and a broken rib. There was no going back at that point. If he would decide to go back, there was a great possibility that he would end up dead.

Putting up charges against him, Namjoon got the divorce papers in no time and moved out to his friend's place. He wanted to finish his studies as soon as possible and move to his hometown, Seoul, and start his career as a preschool teacher.

He had heard that Yugyeom was charged from a year to five years in prison. But he sure didn't expect to see him after two years, standing right in front of him.

"I've been sober for two years now. I'm not going to tell you that I've changed. I want to prove it to you, if you will let me." He said.

Namjoon shook his head left and right. "No. Please, just leave me alone."

"Namjoon, please, I would never hurt you again. I've become so miserable without you. Spending time at prison helped me realize all the mistakes I've committed." Yugyeom persisted, reaching out his hand to touch Namjoon's, who hid his hands behind his back.