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min yoongi was not a player, he doesn't fall in love easily— even before we were dating; it took us months to look into each others' eyes. he doesn't look at other woman, when we were together, he barely mention any girl.
nonetheless, when he falls in love, he gave it all— he is loyal, passionate and trustworthy. and the only girl he ever mentioned when we were together was the same name he mentioned that night.
"kim jiae."
I could remember the tone in his voice when he shared his past, the expression he pulled that was obvious that he loved that girl so much and when the story was near to the end, his face would drop; showing how regretful he was.
"I was surprised when I saw her in the department," he said with the same tone, "she looked so beautiful." I lifted my head to gaze into his eyes, and just how I expected, they were filled with stars of hope.
he shared his past to me on our second date, the girl was his girlfriend since secondary school. they met as classmates, and fell in love when both of them became partners in laboratory, they both got to know each other every physic class they had.
I smiled as if I was listening to him, I did hear a few but nothing stayed in my mind except; "we had dinner together, that was why I came home a little late." I bit my lower lips and let his words went straight to scar my heart.
"suddenly, I wonder how she looks like," I muttered under my breath and when he hummed, I showed him a smile, "sweetie. I'm getting sleepy," I said, "I need to go to sleep..." and then his smile dropped.
"I'm sorry," he whispered. I wasn't sure why he apologised but it felt like I was standing near to a waterfall, I felt calm with his apologetic eyes and I just like that, I forgot whatever that I held in.
I shook my head and kissed his forehead, "it's okay." I shouldn't feel nervous about the girl, he was already my husband— I shouldn't doubt him because I was sure that his love for me was stronger than his love for her.
the next day, yoongi left the house earlier than usual. he said he had some papers that he forgot to do last night, I didn't want to ask him anything— I didn't want to sound like I didn't believe him.
"it's okay, your husband is the executive director."
he stood by next to the president, under the chairman but above all colleagues— he was powerful. "I'm disgusted," said the man through the line, a friend from the place where I used to work at. "stop telling me that he's powerful, he isn't, sweetie."
I could only smile, "he is powerful to me— "
"sweetie. if you're trying to imply about him on bed, I don't want to listen any of your filthy description about how godly powerful he is every night."
I laughed upon hearing to his statement, he was always my reason to smile at work. "I miss you, hoseok," I told him without any hesitation. I missed working at the company, despite the busy schedule and works, the company was like my second home.
"oh, sweetie," hoseok sighed heavily, "we all missed you, well. I miss you most though." I scribbled down a few words on a piece of receipt— I was sitting on the kitchen stool, facing the opened window. "how are you, jihyun? you don't usually call, I know you."
of course he knew me, he was my partner of all time. "I told you, I just miss you," I could hear him laughing while typing down something aggressively— the sound of those keyboard and papers, I just missed being in the office.
"you know, I'm all ears if you want to talk. is it about executive director min?" I wanted to say yes, but I couldn't drag my mouth to open, "ooh. sweetie, I got to go, toodles." my smile disappeared when the call ended and then I was back alone.
I looked outside the window and examined the stores nearby— I went there before but only with yoongi. he was always paranoid if I walk out from the house, which was why I wasn't allowed to go to my parents' house.
"it's okay." I repeated my words every each time I looked at the clock wall. I've kept the house clean and tidy, everything was perfectly the same as though it wasn't touch. I called my mum that I couldn't come and she said she understood.
I waited for him to come home, while watching shows and dramas. I cooked meals and ate them while waiting until there was none for him. when the time showed that it was already late, I got tired of waiting for him.
it was almost midnight, I just switched all the lights and went straight to bed. I just stared at the ceiling while listening to a soft music to calm myself. I wasn't angry, something underneath me was furious about something that I didn't even know.
a couple of minutes after, he was home. I could smell the alcohol from his skin, the lies beneath his confession— he said they had a company celebration. I just hummed while I covered the blanket over my head.
he kept talking. "jiae told me that she got divorce from her ex husband," he shared while wearing his pyjamas after his short shower, "and he left him with two of their children." I could feel him sitting on the bed beside me, pulling the blanket and then he just stared outside the window.
I remembered his expression when he told me why they broke up— during college, she had to broke up with him because her parents arranged a marriage with her. and after that he didn't hear anything from her.
"never once she left my mind."
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