Yoongi POV
"You're such a jerk." My friend Hoseok said after I told him the reason Mi-Young was all moody today morning when he came to our home. We are at his office.
"What? I was just joking." I tried defending myself even though I know my joke was a little overboard. He sighed in disbelief.
"So you basically called her a sl-t and now she is not talking to you. And you want me to talk to her. So long story short, you messed up and now want me to clean your mess." Hoseok said.
"I never called her a sl-ut!" I exclaimed.
"Yeah, yeah, the same thing," he said making me feel offended.
"Just tell me if you can do what I said," I said and he took a deep breath and looked at me.
"I have always resolved the conflicts between you two. But, have you ever apologised to her for your mistakes? Have you ever acknowledged her efforts? Screw it do you even love her." He said. Every word made me angrier because all of it had only one answer, no. Except for one, do I love her? Not sure.
"Enough," I said then stormed out of there.
I got in my car and drove to wherever the car wheels took me. I rolled down my window just a little. The night breeze caressed my skin somehow making me calm. But, one question kept lingering in my mind; do I love her? Why am I not sure? I love Yong-Sun though.
"Argh, everything is so confusing," I said irritated.
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Author POV
"Argh, this is so confusing," Mi-Young said trying to figure out how to use Yong-Sun's new toy that her aunt bought him.
"Eomma, why don't you Google it?" The little boy suggested.
"It probably won't be on Google it was custom made." Her aunt Ms Lee told the duo who are struggling with the toy she bought.
"Really? You didn't have to." Mi-Young said feeling guilty that she someone spend so much money just on a toy.
"Thank you, Ms Lee. I love your present and am looking forward to playing with it." Yong-Sun said bowing to the older woman.
"Oh, you have such a well-mannered son." She complemented smiling at him. "Yong-Sun-ie why don't you go play in your room? I have to talk to your mother."
The little boy went to his room with the toy.
"What is it, Auntie?" The brunette asked the older woman.
"I heard you are getting divorced." The hazel-eyed woman said making the brunette frown.
"Who said such things?" She asked her aunt.
"Who else? Your dad's sister." Ms Lee replied making her annoyed. "If you're divorcing him then go ahead. I will support you. He is a useless human being. Just look at the time he's still out leaving his wife and child alone at home."
"I'm not divorcing anyone. Yoongi normally comes home early. He texted me saying that he's with a friend." Mi-Young said in a cold tone.
"Are you seriously going to waste your time on someone who can't even respect you? I heard all the stories. Mi-Young trust me all men are trash. Leave him." Her aunt tried persuading her making her even more annoyed if that's even possible.
"Aunt, he loves our son and Yong-Sun also can't stay away from him then how can I just leave him. Now, let's drop this topic." The younger woman said trying to change the topic.
"It's your life, not Yong-Sun's." She said clearly not giving up.
"Exactly, it's my life. So go get a life of your own. Stop projecting yourself on me." The brunette said instantly regretting after seeing her aunt's eyes filling with tears.
Yoongi POV
I was driving aimlessly until I recognised a familiar gate. Of all the places I could've gone I my mind took me here. The big mansion I loathed a few years back because I was trapped here with a girl who was basically a stranger at that time. Then grew to love it because it was my home. Actually, the stranger girl made it home and gave me a little life to love and take care of.
I smiled to myself thinking that no matter where I go at the end of the day I come back here like a boomerang coming back to its owner's hand.
I got inside the house and removed my shoes. When I was about to go to my room I heard noises of someone talking from our living room.
"Come on divorce isn't that bad." I heard an awfully familiar lady's voice. I couldn't quite decipher where I had heard this voice before.
"Who's divorcing?" I asked getting in the living room and seeing Ms Lee, Mi-Young's aunt sitting on the sofa with an exhausted-looking Mi-Young.
"Argh. No one's divorcing!" Mi-Young shouted at me for no reason.
"Oh, you came. Is this the time you come home?!" Ms Lee exclaimed questioning me. I just hung my head.
"I will take my leave now." She said then left from there. Ms Lee has never liked me the reason being my uncle.
My uncle promised her that he will marry her when he comes back from the US. They dated for 6 years prior. But when he came back he already had an 18-year-old wife with a 2-year-old child. That broke her heart. I can't really blame her; uncle has always been a womanizer; His first marriage broke after 2 years because of extramarital affair. I heard that nowadays he's hanging out with some college students. And thus, she hates me.
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Too Late Phone Calls | m.yg
Fanfiction"I lov-" "I want divorce." Min Mi-Young is a sweet yet bold woman. She is a caring mother and a kind president in her father's company. She is also a lovable wife but her husband Min Yoongi; the CEO of a company under her father's corporation doesn'...