[ enhypen imagines ]

< 3 My Husband [ Hee ]

I soonly woke up with a loud noise. It was probably my husband, Heeseung.

I stood up and went downstairs, I see him playing with his friends online. “ Yah! why are you up so early... ” I looked at the clock, seeing it was 5 am. “ I got bored. ” he replied shortly as he stared at the screen.

“ you could've asked me for cuddles! ” I was still sleepy. “ eh!? I always cuddle with you..”

i went back upstairs feeling disappointed, and then slept again.

after 4 more hours of sleeping. I woke up at 9 am, went downstairs but saw no one.

“ Heeseung! Heeseung!? are you here?? ” i roamed around the house, frantically searching for the love of my life but saw no body. then.. I realized.

I ran upstairs and saw his picture...

“ My love.. ”

I realized that everything was a dream. I dreamed about heeseung because I miss him, my first and last love– my dead husband. I teared up as I hug the picture tightly.

I wiped my tears and remembered all the memories, tears started falling again and again, I sobbed and sobbed, what could I do?

he's dead.

but it won't ever change the fact that I love him so much. Wait for me, my love.

I'll be with you soon.