"Married to Won-jerk" [Wonwoo]

Chapter 12. Kiss

Chapter 12- Edited

Wonwoo's POV

I hugged her.
I couldn't stop myself, something about her pitful state told me she needed one.
she started to mutter about Myungsoo, so I told her.
"Its okay... I'll be Myungsoo for a day."
she bursted into tears making me hug her tighter.
We stayed like that until her cries subsided into sobs, as she clung to my shirt.
when her breathing returned to hics, I turned her away making her face me.
I chuckled. There she was, her breath hicking, as she slept looking like an angel.
I stared at her until I realized...
Her mom....
Did she do anything to her?
I touched her head as her face changed from peaceful, to scrunched up.
she woke up from her sleep as her sleepy eyes widened when they saw me.
"What're you doing?" she asked
I was suddenly stunned I couldn't answer her question.
In my daze I stupidly tried to move away making her fall, with me on top of her.
"Are you crazy?!?!" She asked me. Obviously shocked, but I couldn't help bit notice the little blush on her cheeks.
"No I'm not.."I smirked
Why? Why must my playboy side come out now?!?!
"Get off!" She yelled flustered from my straightforward answer.
I twisted us over so she was on top and locked my arms over her waist so she couldn't escape.
"There... now I'm off." I said as I winked at her.
Why must I be a flirt? Why can't I be a normal person? Why am I such an ass?
"What the fuck?!?!" She yelled
Suddenly the door opened and her mom stepped in. We both turned our heads around to look at her.
Her mother's eyes were widened as she saw the position we were in.
"I'm... Soo sorry Wonwoo ssi! You know... Soomi's hormones.... good grieves! Get off of him!" She said as she shot a glare at Soomi.
"But.... mom.. I ..... he.." Soomi started to mutter.
"Yes... ommoni... I... she.." I muttered as well
"Okay you two.... Soomi may I speak to you for a second please?" She asked.
Soomi's eyes widened and turned afraid once again.
"Yes mom" she said as she got led outside.
Her mother smiled at me and shut the door. I waited a few seconds before putting my ear next to the door to hear their conversation.
I heard a slap as Soomi gasped.
"You slut. You whore! How could you! Knowing your sister liked him! Why would you try to..." her mother yelled as I heard another slap.
"I... didn't know... and I did-"
Another slap...
I wish I could open this door and Stop them but I needed to make Sure her mom wasn't suspicious of me.
It hurt me so much as I felt the pain across my cheeks once more.

"Stay still! Why did you make my life miserable for being born?!?!" My mother yelled at me.
"But mommy I-." another painful whip on the cheek.
I didn't do anything....
It was my birthday today and all I got were bruises....

My eyes teared up as I recalled the event... I was 5 and didn't know anything about the abuse I was getting. I was young and my childhood was getting worse and worse.
I felt a sting on my cheek as I remembered all of the pain that was delivered to that cheek.

"You're useless... your sister Carlise wants to marry Wonwoo ssi instead. But Mrs. Jeon, doesn't approve of your sister. So I need you to be on your worst behaviour today... understand bitch?" She said smugly.
Carlise!?!
Nooo!!!!
"I understand..." Soomi said as footsteps clicked away.
I heard a thud on the floor.
That's it!
"Soomi!"
She looked at me with stunned eyes filled with tears.
On her cheeks were red marks, where her mother hit her.
When I looked at her...
I felt as if I did something wrong...
I felt as if...
I wanted to protect her, I wanted to care for her, I wanted to....
Give her the love I never received from my own parents.
"Wonwoo ssi.... I'm sorry." she said looking away.
"For what?" I asked kneeling beside her.
She scooted away and responded with a shaky voice.
"I'm... about to do something... terrible." She said as she grabbed my hand and pulled me in.
Our lips met as I tasted her tears.
My eyes widened, but soon closed when I felt her hug me.
I hugged her back, and let go of the kiss. She stared into my chest as she seemed dazed.
I chuckled and kissed her softly.
"You don't have to be sorry for that." I smirked next to her.
"I don't know... It just finally felt like I could have the one thing Carlise wanted..." she said as she closed her eyes, sighing.
Oh.... that was an act of jealousy.
Not an act of affection.
I pulled away knowing that it had nothing to do with her feelings.
She let go and I stood up and looked at her.
She sat there, her legs up to her face, as she buried her eyes onto her knees.
I walked away from the trainwreck infront of her door.
"Wonwoo dear!" I was suprised to see my mother in the living room sipping from her tea cup. Talking with Soomi's mom.
"Hey baby." I smirked as I slid next to Carlise.
My playboy side.
My mom rolled her eyes.
"Hey" she said as she smiled.
"So.... where's Soomi?" My mother asked ignoring Carlise's presence.
"I Will go get her." her mother said as she sneered and went upstairs sending Carlise a nod.
I saw everything. I'm sure my mother did too. They were really bad at hiding things.
"Ommoni try some of these cakes. I made them myself." Carlise said.
And that's when I burst out laughing.
"Wonwoo... how rude." my mother said covering her mouth to stiffle a laugh.
She made those cakes?
She's forgetting that she left the tin on the cakes, revealing it was from, Dragon's Pearl Cafe.
What an idiot.
"What's funny?" She asked looking worried.
"NOTHING.... just the fact that these are from the Dragon's Pearl Cafe." I answered.
My mother face palmed herself as Carlise shot me a glare, and covered her face in embarrassment.
"Aww its okay baby." I reassured her and slid my arm around her waist.
She cuddled into my chest and I looked at my mom and shook my head.
I pointed upstairs and gave her an okay sign.
Meaning.
Not the Dimwit I'm hugging, the girl upstairs who's pretty, smart, nice, cute... I could go on forever.
My mother nodded her head.
"Well.... Soomi doesn't want to come down.. " her mother came back as she smiled seeing Carlise in my embrace.
"Well then i'll go up to see her!" My mother exclaimed.
As Soomi's mom retaliated.
"No no... no need to bother her when we can plan Wonwoo and Carlise's wedding!" Her mother smiled, as Carlise beamed.
"I'm going to cancel this wedding if Wonwoo doesnt marry Soomi." my mother said firmly.
Carlise's smile dropped as I smirked at Soomi's mother who seemed to be ticked off.
"But... I-"
"No buts! Soomi or nothing!" My mother snapped and started to tell Soomi's mother about the movers and the plan for Soomi to move in with me.
Carlise pouted, and threw a temper tantrum beside me, as I groaned and ran upstairs to Soomi's room.
I knocked.
No answer.
I knocked again.
Still no answer.
"I'm coming in." I yelled through the door.
I opened the door and ran in to see Soomi by a small flickering light.
I looked at her curious to see what she was doing.
"Soomi?" I whispered.
Soomi was sniffling. Tears streaming down her beautiful face.
She seemed to be always be crying.
I looked at the light again to see ashes around the light.
It was a small candle burning something....
She looked devestated.
She suddenly rose her hand and put it over the light.
My eyes widened as I saw what she was going to do.
"No! Soomi!" I scolded her as she was about to put her hand in the flame.
I blew out the candle and held her back as I took a ruler off her desk and picked out the burning ashes.
"What was so important that you were going to burn your hand off for?!?!" I yelled looking at the curling pieces of substance, and back to her with her face in between my hands.
"I.... it was.... the last picture of me and my dad." She said, looking away from me.
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