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My eyes squinted when the sun hit my eyes, "Chaeyoung?" I called out. No answer. I turned around and saw no one next to me. I sighed before getting out, I miss when we used to cuddle when we woke up. I opened the closet and saw a small note with scribbles of letters. I'm going on tour soon, wear my clothes so they have your scent.
Chaeyoung was a solo singer who was getting prettier day by day, which makes me insure about her finding a prettier girl to look at. "Stop saying that, Chaeng isn't the type of person to do so." I mumbled as put on her hoodie, inhaling her scent. My favourite scent.
"I'm homeeeee." Chaeyoung sings as she throws her jacket on the couch. I forced myself a smile, "Why are you acting like this?" She snuggled into my neck. "Let go I'm doing the dishes." I spat out like venom. "What's going on?" She let go from the hug. "It's nothing I'm just insecure." I dried the last plate.
"Why?" She questions.
"That you'll meet someone that's prettier than me, understand you better than me, a better cook than me." I rambled. "You're the prettiest girl I know, you're the only girl that understands me, you're best cook I know, you're the only person I'll love other than our daughter." She looked into my eyes.
