ONE NIGHT

ONE NIGHT: CHAPTER 3

Jiwon woke up to find her husband not sleeping beside her. She frowned but she didn't wonder where he was; probably in the kitchen, preparing breakfast. She closed her eyes and concentrated on going back to sleep.

It has been a week since Hyunjin and Jiwon got married, and Jiwon still can't quite get over it. She was 8 weeks pregnant and now she's married to a man she barely knew. She hated it, hated her situation. And she blamed Hyunjin for all this. Oh yes, Park Hyunjin, he started this all.

"Good morning!" Hyunjin greeted as he entered their room. Jiwon wasn't good at playing 'I'm still asleep'. She just looked at him then turned her back against him. Her husband just sighed and walked over to her, "Are you feeling okay?" he asked and held her by the shoulder. She shrugged, trying to let his hand fall, but it seemed to have a firm grip. "No." Jiwon replied, still not looking at him.

She heard Hyunjin sighed, "I'm sorry" he said.

Ever since they got married and Hyunjin-finally-realized that Jiwon wasn't happy with what's happening and she's blaming him for everything, there was never a day that he wouldn't say sorry. But each time he did, Jiwon would ignore him or blame him even more. But he didn't mind. He fell in love with her ever since he met her. Love at first meeting, if someone might call it. Sounds cheesy but that's how it is. He tried to look for her after that night, but he didn't know where to start. He tried the net, but gave him over a thousand Jiwons.

Jiwon sighed "I won't stop blaming you" she said coldly. Hyunjin felt hurt, maybe Jiwon won't ever love him back. Their marriage won't ever be out of love. "I know" he said, head down. "Are you hungry? Would you like me to bring your breakfast, here?"

"I'll eat whenever I want" she replied.

"But Jiwon, you need to eat, now."

"Hyun--"

"If not for you, please, for the baby." Jiwon slowly turned around and faced him, Hyunjin knew that he won. He stood up and went to the kitchen for Jiwon's-and the baby's-breakfast.

"Would you like me to feed you?" Hyunjin offered

"I'm not disabled" Jiwon replied, "Don't you have to go to work?"

"It's Sunday..."

"Don't you have anywhere to go?"

"No. I'm staying the whole day to take care of you."

"I can take care of myself" she glared at Hyunjin before she fed herself. Despite her irritation, she was thankful that she was able to marry someone who knows how to cook. She never bothered to learn how to cook food, except noodles and rice. Well, a few viands.

"Do you like anything else?" He asked then Jiwon stared at him. He was being so nice, and it was bugging her. How can she be mean to him if he's this nice? She doesn't like him, will never like him 'that way'.

Slowly, she shook her head then continued eating.

"Well, just let me know if you want something. I'll just be in the kitchen" Hyunjin said then left Jiwon.

"W-wait" Jiwon hesitantly called but she wants something--wants it badly.

Hyunjin smiled to himself before he turned around to face her, "D-do we have...orange juice?"

"Yes, we do. I'll get you a glass"

"Uhm thanks."

He walked out of the room feeling butterflies in his stomach. This is such a weird feeling, he thought. Even when he was a teenager, he never once felt a feeling like this. But now, he's feeling jiggly and the butterflies in his stomach won't stop fluttering. Weird.