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His Touch | 18+

Seo Changbin

My husband had been working so much lately. Whenever the guy was home, he would lock himself in his office, leaving me alone. When he was working in the office, he would come home late, when I had gone to bed and was fast asleep. I barely saw him anymore, we both worked but his job was more important. He was the CEO of our company. Our marriage was arranged to merge my father’s company and his father’s company. The only thing was, we were actually dating when the announcement of our marriage came out.

During the first year of our marriage, we spent every moment together. He was nothing but loving and very clingy, the same as when we were dating. He soon changed. It was around the same time he became the CEO of the company that he changed. I get that he was busier, but it didn’t mean that he had to act differently around me. I loved him and I was sure he still loved me, I just wished that he would show it.

I was starting to get bored of living this life. I wanted my husband back. He wouldn’t even look at me anymore. I missed him. I hated this. Every time I would bring this up, we would end up fighting. The fight would end with me crying and him storming off to his office then we would spend the night apart. There were times I thought he was cheating on me, but everyone I talked to told me that he stayed at the office until really late before coming home. It felt like he was avoiding me or something.

I knew that we needed to get to the bottom of this. I was starting to forget things; his touch, his love… I didn’t want to lose him. I wondered if I wasn’t enough for him anymore, if his status made him want something else. Something I couldn’t provide him with anymore. It hurt. I didn’t want to feel this hurt anymore.

Tonight, I was going to talk to him. I wanted, no, needed to know why, why he was like this with me. It wasn’t fair to live this way. I couldn’t do it anymore. I was going to wait until he got home. I didn’t care how late it was, I needed to talk to him. I wasn’t going to do it as soon he got in the door, that wouldn’t have been fair.

I had cooked dinner for the both of us and kept dishes over the top to keep it warm. I hadn’t dressed up or anything because tonight was make or break. Tonight would determine whether things were over between the both of us, as much was scared to admit it. As I made the food, I tried not to cry. I couldn’t stop thinking about how this could be the last meal we had together. I was thinking of the worst, but what was I meant to think? I couldn’t pretend everything was ok because it wasn’t!

It was past midnight when I heard the passcode to the apartment being typed in the keypad. I sat in the living room, watching TV. I was tired, but I forced myself to stay up. I needed to speak with my husband. I turned around and saw him take off his coat and shoes, putting on his slippers. I stood up and walked towards him. He looked at me and his eyes widened, obviously not expecting me to be awake.

“y-y/n? What are you still doing up?” He asked, looking at me.

“I wasn’t tired, plus I wanted to see my husband,” I crossed my arms, a little disappointed that he didn’t even say ‘hi’ to me. “I made us dinner, come and eat.”

“I’m not really hungry. I think I’m going to head to bed.” Changbin looked away from me, going to head upstairs.

“Seo Changbin, sit down at this table and eat with me.” I snapped.

He looked at me and nodded, coming to the table. I wouldn’t normally speak to him like this, but I was fed up with him acting like this. I never called him by his full name. I never really had a reason to call him like that. We never used to fight, we used to be happy. I wanted to know why he wasn’t happy anymore and what I could do to fix things. I loved him and I hated living like this.