94 - Kim Sunoo

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Imagine your husband, Kim Sunoo, is on his way to the flower store a couple blocks away from your quaint townhouse. As he's perusing through the corner shop, a younger woman approaches him.

"Hi, I think you're really handsome. Can I get your number?" she asks rather boldly.

Without saying anything, Sunoo smiles politely at her before raising his hand to show her the reflective band resting on his finger. "Sorry, but I'm happily married."

"My apologies!" the girl gushes, a rapidly spreading blush creeping across her features. She quickly gives your husband a small bow before walking away.

As soon as she exits the shop, Sunoo returns to buy a bouquet of your favorite flowers. He's a regular at the shop and the owner recognizes him each time he visits. However, instead of striking up a small conversation as always, she remains silent today. When your husband pays, she can't bring herself to meet him in the eyes. Instead, she can only muster up the courage to offer Sunoo a sad smile before he makes his way out of the store.

Unlike all of his previous visits, Sunoo turns right after leaving the store instead of turning left. Today, he's setting off toward a new destination. The walk is quick but somehow seems to drag on forever, leaving your husband with all of his thoughts swarming around in his head. But once he finally arrives, he greets you with a warm smile.

"Hi, baby," Sunoo beams. "You won't guess what happened to me earlier at the flower shop." He then begins to recount the story of the girl asking for his number with his signature sassy tone that you've always adored.

"Oh, that reminds me," he gasps and giggles to himself a little. He grandly reveals the bouquet of fresh flowers he's been hiding behind his back. "I bought you your favorite flowers," he smiles and places them gently right in front of your grave. "I miss you so much, dear. Wait for me, alright? We'll meet again someday – I promise." 



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Happy Monday, Dalgis! I honestly don't know why I hurt myself by writing these types of imagines 😭 Next week's imagine will definitely be a different change in pace, though 😉

Please stay safe, happy, and healthy! I love you all so much 💗

Until next week,
Strawberheecake
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