TRAPPED {Jiyoo}

CH-15

[Hanni's POV]

I opened my eyes to Yoohyeon shaking me from my sleep. I leaned forward, on my elbows. "What?"

I wonder why she was awake when I'm the one who always wakes her up first.

I checked the timing on my phone, it was six in the morning.

She definitely woke me up to argue.

"Why didn't you charge my laptop yesterday? It has zero charging." She spoke.

"I forgot..."

"What do you mean you forgot? You forgot to charge my laptop. It's the important thing i work on."

I sat up and rubbed my eyes, "It's your laptop, isn't it? Why didn't you charge it."

"You always take initiative to charge my devices. I didn't know you would be irresponsible." She got out of the bed and walked towards her laptop which was now on charging.

"Why are you mad? You're going for work after the press. Till then the laptop will be charged-"

"Shut up."

"You shut up. You woke me up."

"Why couldn't you charge my laptop?" She turned around and leaned back over the table. "Is it that hard?"

"I told you, i forgot."

"You were very smart back then, when you chose to marry me. What happened now?"

"That's not even related!" I exclaimed before laying back down.

"Don't fucking sleep Hanni. How did you forgot to charge my laptop!?" She slightly raised her voice.

"Keep talking." I turned around and covered myself with the sheet. She kept yelling at me.

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[Yoohyeon's POV]

Hanni sat inside the car, i sat after her.

She noticed my expression but didn't say anything. Seriously i had no interest in this press.

They sometimes ask rude questions.

Hanni is a pro at answering but I'm not because i don't like sharing anything about my life.
_

It was a one hour ride, we got out of the car and walked towards the hall where they were going to take the interview, many people were present here. Hanni's parents, my parents, our relatives, different medias, news channels.

It was going to be tough.

_

They had already arranged the chairs for us, i sat over my chair. Hanni would be sitting on my right and my dad would be sitting on my left, my mom beside him.

Hanni's parents sat beside her side.

The flashes of the cameras were so bright.

I felt a hand over my thigh, i looked at Hanni.

She leaned towards me, covering her mouth with her hand before whispering, "You're not at my funeral, fucking smile."

I smiled at her after she backed away.

The reporters noticed it and one of them asked, "Yoohyeon, what did Hanni say that made you smile. Share with us..."

"She cracked a joke." I answered.

"So romantic, if you don't mind we would first like to talk with your father." Another reporter spoke.

"Sure..." I replied.