The Last Hope

Spend

*Mijoo

Mijoo brushed her eyes as her alarm ringing on. She took her phone and stop the alarm before streching herself.

"Why I wake up so early? It's only 8" she mumbled.

Mijoo straight to her bathroom and take a warm shower. She quickly changed to her casual wear, which is a t-shirts and a pair of jean shorts. *pic above

She went downstairs, and from the stairs, she saw that Mark still sleeping. She went to him and looked at him closely. She poked Mark's waist, tried to wake him up but its useless. Mark just hummed as she poked.

"I should make something for him. He must be hungry" she thoughts.

Mijoo went to the kitchen, and prepares ingredients for the hangover soup.

"Why I even do this for him?"
"Cause youre still his wife. You still got your responsibility"

She just ignored her thought and started to chop all the things before throw all of it in the pot. While waiting for the soup to be ready, she make herself pancake for her breakfast.

After a few minutes, the soup was done and her pancake also done. She take a place at dining table before dig in her breakfast. After she finished, she do all the dishes. When she busy, suddenly she felt a pair of hand wrapped around her petite waist.

"What are you doing?"

*Mark

Mark woke up because he smell something nice from the kitchen. He wanted to get up but his head is in pain.

"Why I got this headache? I only got 5 shots tho" he mumbled.

'Wait, how come I can be on the couch and the blanket is on me?'

He tried to get up again and walked to kitchen. He saw Mijoo was doing dishes. He slowly walked towards her and put his arms around Mijoo's waist.

"What are you doing?"
"Back hug you?"
"I'm doing dishes right now" she whined.
"It's okay. I just wanna stay like this"

Mijoo sighed as she continue doing all the dishes. Once she finished, she dried her hand before turning around, facing Mark.

"Are you okay?" Mijoo asked nervously.
"Headache" he answered while his hand was at the sink, trapped Mijoo.
"Go take shower, you stink. I already prepared soup for you" she said while pointing to the pot.
"Thank you. And thank you for last night also" he said.
"It's nothing. Go, shower"

Mark let go of his hand from her waist, kiss her cheek before went upstairs to shower. Mijoo groaned as Mark kissed her cheek.

After taking the shower, he wore basic white t-shirts and jeans and go to the kitchen. Mijoo was still busy heating up the soup while he take a seat at the island table.

"You want to eat here?" Mijoo asked.

Mark just nodded while Mijoo served the hot soup for him. Mark started dig in, while Mijoo just sat in front of him, playing with her phone.

"Have you take your breakfast?" Mark asked.
"I have. When you're sleep"

Mark nodded while continue eating the soup. As he finished the soup, Mijoo quickly take his plate and wanted to do dishes.

"Let me do it. You've been cooking for me"
"It's okay. I'm used to it"
"No. Let me do it. Don't you think I saw you almost sleeping when I was eating. Go lay at the couch" he insist.
"Fine" she surrender.

*Mijoo

"Fine"

Mijoo walked to the couch, and plopped on top of it. She turned on the tv while searching for the channel. Suddenly, Mark sat beside him while putting his arm around her shoulder.

"Yaaa!"
"What?" Mark rolled his eyes.
"Hands. Off. Me" she said.
"What if I don't want to?" He smirked.

Mijoo groaned and tried to wake up before Mark pulled her hand, make her sit down back.

"Sit here. Let's spend time together today"
"What? Are you still drunk or what?" She narrowed her eyes.
"No. I'm much better. I just want to spend time with you"

Mijoo huffed and nodded before sat beside him.

"Where you go last night?" She asked.
"Why? You miss me?"
"What? Are you nuts?" She rolled her eyes
"Why you're asking?"
"Curious"
"I went out with Jackson and Minghao. They asked to go to club, so I brought them"
"And yeah. You're home drunk"
"I only took 5 shots okay"
"I never touch those thing, okay"

Mijoo huffed as she felt Mark become more closer to her.

"I'm still asking you. Why you're curious?"
"I'm afraid"
"What are you afraid of?"
"I'm afraid being home alone"
"Why you never told me?"
"You never asked"

Mark chuckled with Mijoo's word. He caressing Mijoo's hair slowly.

"I'm just afraid home alone during night"
"Why? If you're father not around, you'll be alone right at home?" He asked
"No. My nanny and maid are home"
"Nanny? You still have nanny?" He chuckled.
"I don't have mom, tho. She's the only I can share my story well beside Jisoo"

Mark stunned with Mijoo's word.

"You're lucky because you still have Mama, Papa, your siblings and cute nieces. I only have dad who always busy almost of the time" she quietly sobbed
"Its okay. You have me now"
"I don't know why I spilled everything at you"
"Well I'm your husband, tho"

Mijoo smiled and Mark feeling butterfly again. Mark wiped Mijoo's tears as he saw the tears streaming down.

"Don't cry"
"I'm not crying. Dust is in my eyes" she chuckled.
"Gotjimal hajima (Don't lie)" he said.

After the comforting session, both of them watched tv together. Mijoo bravely put her head on Mark's shoulder as Mark intertwined their hands together.
'Why am I feeling like this?' Both Mark and Mijoo asked themselves.

"Can I have your number?" Mark asked.

Mijoo gestured her hand, asking him his phone. Mark took out his phone from pocket and handed to Mijoo. Mark take her phone from the table and put his also.

"Mark, I'm sleepy"
"Sleep here"

Mark put a pillow on his lap before pulled Mijoo's head on top of it. He played with her hair and she drifted to her slumber sleep.