Don't Leave || SVT Jeonghan

Chapter • 1

[Note: I'm warning all minors who are reading this. This chapter has (not-so-intense) smut part. Hahaha. Please skip if you're really not comfortable reading those. :>]

° Jeonghan's POV °

It was 10:20 in the evening when I got home from work. I hopped out of my car and locked it before entering my own family's house. My wife, Miyoung, and my daughter welcomed me at the living room.

Jaekyung ran to me and hugged me. "Daddy, I couldn't sleep because you are not home yet. I waited for you to come home before I'll go to sleep."

I lowered my body and hugged her back.

"I'm sorry, Kyungie. I came home late. You should be sleeping at this time." I said, caressing her hair.

"It's okay, daddy. I know you work hard for our family."

I just smiled at my beautiful daughter and pecked her lips.

"Go to your room now and sleep." I told her.

She nodded and said, "Good night, daddy!"

Jaekyung pecked my nose and then went to her mother to also give her a kiss before going to her bedroom.

"Have you eaten dinner, yeobo?" My wife asked and kissed my cheek. I nodded my head as my response and gave her lips a peck.

"Where's our baby boy, Haejo? Is he asleep now?"

"Yes, yeobo." She answered and sat down on the sofa. I sat beside her.

I sighed and leaned my back on the sofa.

"Are you okay, yeobo? You don't look okay." Miyoung asked worriedly. I just nodded my head as my response.

Honestly, I really don't feel fine. I feel nauseous since this morning but I still finished my work until the evening. I didn't tell anybody because I still can work properly. Even though to my wife who's worried right now.

"Can you give me a glass of water?" I asked my wife then she went to the kitchen. She came back to the living room with a glass of water and gave it to me.

I thanked her before finishing the glass of water. I put the empty glass on the table beside the sofa.

I looked at my wife who's also looking at me. I can see on her eyes how worried she is about me. I sighed and brought my face close to her face.

"You're lying. You don't look fine." She told me.

I sighed once again and told her, "Yeobo, I'm just stressed. Very stressed! And this is because of my work but I'm fine, seriously." I pecked her lips.

"Make sure you really are okay or else—"

"Or else, what?"

Before Miyoung could speak, I sealed her lips with mine. I put my hand on her nape and deepened our kiss.

This is where I could relieve my stress.