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Chapter 16: Another Chance

Kim Namjoon's POV

"I'll be out in the club with the crew tomorrow evening," I told Haneul as we lay down in bed, her head laying on my chest as I caress it. "We're celebrating Yoongi hyung's successful concert," I continued.

For some reason, I somehow feel nervous about telling her that I'm going out. I don't know how she will react as this is the first time that I did this, and so far from the experiences that I've been through, none of them ever let me go unless I have something in exchange of it ㅡ either spend more time with them, buy them something, or both. If I may also add, they throw me questions as if I were to answer a 100-point essay that includes certain guide questions and criterias, and if my answers don't fit those, the permission that I was asking would lead to a heated argument.

It was tough, and reflecting back to those days always made me question why I was so eager to stay, but then again, the answer only leads to one word; love. I loved them and I was blinded by that if it weren't for my brothers and friends who would always knock me out of the blinding effect of that.

Could those emotions even be considered as love? To be honest, I'm not sure now if what I even shared with them could be considered as love. However, maybe in my part, it can, because I truly felt that for them. But for their part, maybe not. I did not really feel the love from them, to think of it.

But that doesn't matter anymore now. I have Haneul with me and she's way different than any of my exes. She's her true kind and understanding self, and that's one of the things why I love her.

Sometimes, I'm reminded of them but in their negative aspects because of how Haneul treats me so well. The positivity of her reminds me of how badly I was treated and made me realise even more how I deserved better. She just unintentionally counters the mistreatment that I've been through ㅡ which if I may add had left a scar in me and is undeniably evident in some particular occasions ㅡ and the fact that it's her true self adds up to the many reasons why I appreciate her and fall deeply harder for her every single day. She's the best and so perfect for me.

The thought made me smile and shift my eyes from the television screen to the crown of the wonderful lady laying her ear to the sound of the heart beat deep in my chest.

"Okay," she simply answered with a voice that almost sounded like a whisper because of how soft it was.

I bit my lower lip. Well, I guess that's it? I smiled and decided to kiss the top of her head that's in front of me.

Damn, where have you been that I just found you now?

Ever since our relationship went longer and deeper, Haneul started to spend her Friday night to Saturday with me. We would just cuddle in bed or sometimes have sex, depending on what we feel like doing. But it's mostly cuddling, and I'm not even complaining about it. She gives the best cuddles after a tiring week of work.

"Hasn't he been home for like a month now? Why are you guys celebrating just tomorrow?" She asked curiously, lifting her head up to look at me.

"Work schedule. He's famous ass can't bear to have a free time," I answered.

She nodded. "Right," and went back to laying her head on my chest.

The faint sound of her breathing increased in a matter of time. The inhalation and exhalation of her became deeper and slower, her shoulder movements rising up and down much slower, indicating that she had already fallen asleep in my arms. Once again, I smiled softly and planted a kiss on her crown.

I only knew my slumber after waking up the next morning with Haneul's chest in front of my face with my arm laying on top of her stomach. Her nipple was erect against the soft pink fabric of her shirt as my cheek rested on her other breast. I smiled at the sight with my mind clear of any malicious thought. I'm not even sure how we ended up with this position with us being exactly the opposite of how we fell asleep last night.