Beside You, Yoongi FF

4.

Eunjin POV

It was 9pm when I arrived home. I lock the door, relieved to come home after a long day unfortunately I was greeted with something different.

"Where were you?" Sungho came up from the couch confronting me. I slide past him to put down my things then turning to him to answer.

"I was at Joshua's cafe working, why?"

"Why didn't you tell me? I expect you to be home at the time you say you're off work." I sigh. I mean, yeah a text wouldn't hurt to send although he didn't even send one to ask where I was.

"I wasn't worried about it because, one you come home late, two you didn't even text me to ask." I raised an eyebrow, hands on my waist.

"It doesn't matter you always have to text me where you are. As my fiancé, it's your responsibility to do so. I was worried, you're never home late." The tall man puts his hands on my hips.

I sigh, I guess it is my fault for not saying anything, "I can take care of myself, you know? I have pepper spray for a reason." I hug him closer to me.

"I trust you, I just don't trust any guy around you. Not even your friends. Who knows what they are thinking?" Protective, much?

I don't say anything, still hugging him, head on his chest, as I use his heartbeat to calm my own, nervous as to why he was mad at me.

Then he adds, "Can you come home earlier or before I come home so I am not worried?" Trying to find a solution.

"I guess?" I shrugged. That seems difficult but as long as I text back, he won't worry.

"Thanks." He pulls away smiling. I give a light smile back, I couldn't make out a full one.

Days Later

"Can you pose like this?" I direct the blonde women on the podium as she was having a new comeback soon.

"Like this?" She does exactly what I say as I move the lighting in the different directing.

"Perfect." I smile, moving in various angles to have the best results.

After some time, we finish this set and take a break. As she comes over to sit and takes a glance at the photos.

"This is great, Ms Kang, could you..?" Chungha continues on what type of vision she is looking for. Pointing on her favorites and some other things I could do as well. I listen to her intently for the next set.

Soon enough we go into the next set. I work hard to implement what she was wishing for. As it continues for another hour.

"It was so nice to meet you, thank you so much it looks incredible, I will definitely ask for you again!" She smiles brightly, shaking my hand.

I shake her hand back. Then I get pulled into her arms for a brief hug as the manager panics for a minute. I laugh seeing the manager, slightly shocked I hug her back.

As I was helping out, packing stuff up I see a text from Wheein.

The Wheel: Hey, love, I was able to get the rest of my day off, wanna go grab coffee and meet Joshua?

Me: Yeah, I just finished my photoshoot for the day, I'll meet you there in a hour?

The Wheel: Sounds good, be safe.

"Taxi!" I call out, soon enough hopping in, "To the Seventeenth Cafe on 123th ST SE, please." He nods driving away.

I arrive at the Cafe, scanning the room for long black haired women, "Eunjin!" I hear her voice calling out to me, and I start walking toward her as I already see Joshua and her talking.

"Hey, Jimin should be here soon." My bestie, informs me as he slides me a drink.

"RBIS, mango, guava flavored." I take a sip of my Red Bull Italian Soda, thanking him in the process.

"No problem, I believe it's a bit late to have coffee." I take a glance at the drink, giving a questioning look.

"Ok, you have a point but it- never mind I have no idea where I am going with this." He pouts slightly, "It's still good though?"

"Yes," I laugh, "I have some work tonight anyways so hopefully this will keep me up. Note, it's only 5pm not that late."

"I would have coffee either way." Wheein says as she sips her latte.

"Says the girl that doesn't like americanos. I would expect a coffee lover to like all coffee?" I raise my eyebrow, Josh turning to her as well, hands on hips with a sass look.

She rolls her eyes murmuring a whatever. As we both laugh her joining along as well.

Later Jimin comes in with his street style attire acting like he owns the place putting on his sunglasses while flipping his hair.

"Do you always have to act like that?" Soobin asks politely as he spots Jimin coming up to order something.

"Listen, you baby, confidence is key, you'll need it when you grow older." Jimin advises, Soobin just scratching his head, slightly judging Jimin.

"Leave the baby alone, Chim, and just take your order," Wheein says shaking her head in disapproval.

Jimin takes his order, showing Soobin a shy apology smile. Soobin just smiles back like the sweet boy he is. Leaving to make Chim's drink.

Jimin sits down next to us, Joshua standing up to help the kid, as a slightly big online order came in.

Little did I know I forgot to text Sungho that I was at the Cafe. How angry he was at home as he was home earlier than usual.

"Why didn't you text me?! It's 9pm!" He raises his voice. As soon as I close the door. I was shocked to hear his yelling, "Why aren't you saying anything??" Still raised voice although calmer.

"I'm sorry?" Was all I could say, when did he starting yelling at me? I probably shouldn't have said that in that tone but I am speechless.

"Sorry? That's it, Eunjin? We talked about this before. Why are you doing this to me?" What? What is happening? What should I say? What can I say?

"I-I don't know, I'm sorry, I just forgot, I-I'll do better," I stuttered, I think that's what I should say. I did want to say something back although I didn't want to escalate it more than it was. So I just stood my ground, trying to keep my composure until he calmed down.

He sighs, "It's fine, just one text, please, come home early or after work. Don't go out if you won't text me where you are."

I nod, as he just exits out the door seeing my response. Not even notifying where he was going. What the fuck? When did it come to this? Maybe he's just stressed, I'm sure it will go away soon.

2am

I wake up to the door being opened. I hurriedly go to the door to see him there, with a blushed face. He is definitely tipsy.

"Where were you?" I ask worriedly, helping him to the couch.

"Why do you care? You never tell me anything. Why should I?" He drunkenly smirks. I bite my lip offended but I guess he's right.

I try to think nothing of it as I take care of him putting him in our bed, soon sleeping next to him after he dozes off.

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Ello lovelies
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