p.sunghoon → f.y.b.f.

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→ A WHILE LATER

I was still at the meal.

It was unbelievably long.

I was beginning to have doubts about me even coming home, perhaps they will make me live here with them for the rest of their lives.

The conversations were always the same more or less.

It was always something about: starting a family, getting married, life, relationships, or finances.

With the occasional sprinkle of jobs.

But most of the time it was one of those five, and I was just beginning to automate responses straight from my head.

"It's surprising to me you guys haven't argued, a very strong relationship." Jungwoo's father chuckled, unknowing to him that we are literally not together, "I remember me and your mother always used to argue when we were younger."

Jungwoo glared at me, as if he wanted to say something, but couldn't.

Damn if I could flip this table right onto him, I so would.

"Oh, I do remember, we used to argue about the stupidest things. I don't even know why." Jungwoo's mother chimed in, laughing as I just furrowed my brows, glaring at Jungwoo - who was, for some reason, still staring at me.

"How do you guys do it, come on, spill the young secrets." Jungwoo's father chuckled.

Jungwoo turned to look over at his father, beginning to speak, and I already knew it was going to be bad. 

"She just listens to me, and we agree on most things. If not, then it's whatever, it's never that serious." Jungwoo replied, and his reply made me clench my jaw.

I listen to him? Fuck you.

He's making me out to be some subservient girlfriend who sucks up to him no matter what - and one thing in our old relationship, was the fact that he mostly always abided to my answers.

"Ahh, I see. Do you two ever feel like you could improve on anything to help your relationship?" The father inquired again, and at this point, I wasn't sure if I was at a meal, or a couple's counselling session.

"Yeah. I wish that Nari would sometimes stop being so childish." Jungwoo let out a small chuckle, trying to downplay what he just said.

However, I was not tolerating this shit, and I just stared at him, intently, placing my utensils to the side and listening to every word he was saying right now.

"Childish?" I decided to add my opinion on this, "I'm certainly not the childish one here, you are."

Jungwoo shot me a glare, as if to tell me to shut the fuck up, but was I going to? Hell no.

I had been here for too long, I wanted to go home, and enjoy my peace and quiet like I deserved. Not sit with this immature ass fucker who was throwing shady ass comments at me.

"Nari please, you get annoyed at the smallest things and cause a commotion out of something that is literally nothing." Jungwoo continued, the parents were just watching the two of us.

"Oh forreal?" I honestly, was fighting the urge to just expose this fraudulent relationship meal dynamic to his parents.

"See, so dramatic." Jungwoo was just adding fuel to the fire.

"Jungwoo, I was going to play the role of your girlfriend well enough for your parents to be convinced, but considering you're being an asshole to me, and thinking I won't stand up for myself just because your parents are here, has left me with this option only." I scoffed, Jungwoo's eyes widened as he realised what I was saying.

"We aren't dating. We broke up a while ago because he was treating me like some kind of roommate, you know he preferred his job over me? I tried, and he didn't. I wouldn't want to get married to him, let alone have his kids, absolutely not. Sorry your son is an asshole, you two are the nicest parents I've met." I stood up, giving a short bow as Jungwoo scrambled from his chair, catching up to me as I stormed out of the house.

He grabbed my wrist, gripping onto it intently.

"What the fuck Nari!" He exclaimed, fury in his eyes.

"What? You expect me to sit there and act like a fucking submissive dog? The hell I'm not!" I countered back at him, sliding my wrist out of his grip.

I could see that something inside of him sparked anger, and I knew he was going to act on it somehow, whether it was physical or verbal.

"You couldn't have just sat there in fucking silence? You had to open your big ass mouth and say something? Nari, do you want to fucking die?" His words were slightly daunting, but then again, it's Jungwoo, just how scary could he be?

"Do I want to die? What is that? A threat?" I scoffed, this guy was unbelievable, and he said that I was the childish one.

He clenched his fist, then his jaw, looked to the side and to the ground. He was thinking of something, and I didn't like that one bit, so instead, I turned around, trying to head back towards the main road, where I could find a taxi.