Sae-byeok / Ho-Yeon Imagins

What was the point ~ Sae-byeok

Short

Y/n pov-

We have been having the same fight over and over again. Only little things changed, but it made little difference; it always ended the same. We both yell and say things we don't mean. We will ignore each other, sometimes for a few hours, other times for a few days, until one of us apologises. But recently, it's been getting worse, and tonight was by far the worst it had ever gotten.

It was a stupid fight again. Sae-byeok came home late, promised me tonight was just for us, and then ditched me the majority of the time without telling me or anything. So yeah, I was a little angry. "You're not listening to me, Sae-byeok! You could have called or texted; I mean, is it really that hard?" I couldn't understand why she couldn't just communicate with me. It felt like she didn't value my time or feelings anymore. "I just got distracted; it's not my fault!" I could see the frustration in her eyes as she defended herself, but it only fueled my anger further. 

"But you made a promise, Sae-byeok. It's not about who's at fault; it's about respecting each other and our relationship." She scoffs, turning away from me.

"This relationship is going to shit and we both know it." I felt a sinking feeling in my chest as her words echoed in my mind. It was painful to admit, but deep down, I knew she was right. The constant miscommunication and lack of effort were slowly tearing us apart. "I mean, seriously, what's the point of any of this? Fighting constantly? It will get us nowhere." She adds that her voice is filled with frustration and disappointment. 

I couldn't help but feel a pang of regret for not putting in more effort to make things work. 

"So what do you want to do, then, Sae-byeok? Hmm? Give up? End it?" I asked, my voice trembling with uncertainty. Sae-byeok sighed heavily, her eyes filled with sadness. "I don't know any more Y/n; this is exhausting and pointless." She continued, her shoulders slumping in defeat. "Maybe it's time we take a break and reevaluate our relationship. We both deserve to be happy and right now, we're just hurting each other."

My heart sinks. I know this has to happen, but I don't think I'm ready for that yet—ready to let go, to lose her, possibly forever. Tears welled up in my eyes as I struggled to find the right words. "I understand where you're coming from, Sae-byeok, but the thought of losing you terrifies me. Can we at least try to work things out before we make any final decisions?" She doesn't answer; she doesn't look at me, her gaze fixed on the floor. 

The silence between us is heavy, filled with unspoken emotions and the uncertainty of what lies ahead. She seems like she's about to say something—like she wants to say something.

"Y/n... I just need some time to think," she finally says, her voice barely above a whisper. Her words hang in the air, leaving me with a mix of hope and anxiety. I nod, understanding the weight of her decision, and give her the space she needs to process everything. 

She grabs her keys and leaves, leaving me in the middle of the lounge room feeling a sense of emptiness. 

The silence that follows is deafening, amplifying the unspoken questions swirling in my mind. I find myself lost in a sea of thoughts, wondering what the future holds for us and if we will ever find our way back to each other.

What am I supposed to do now? Breakdown? wait? I sit there, contemplating my next move. I'm clueless; it happened quickly, she walked out easily, and who knows if this is something we will fix or something that will remain broken forever? The uncertainty hangs heavy in the air, making it difficult to breathe. I can't help but question if our love was strong enough to withstand this storm or if it was just a temporary illusion that has now shattered into a million pieces.