Your gaze is fixed on the television as it plays your favorite noon time drama while folding clothes on the sofa. Ah, the life of a house wife. Who would've thought you would end up living this life? You've always thought you'd be a successful basketball coach like your Dad."Y/N, where's my black socks?" Your husband shouted from the bedroom. You rolled your eyes at your husband's incompetence and thought again how you ended up marrying him. What were you thinking when you married this dude?
"It's on the top of the dresser!" You strained your voice enough to be heard by the people passing by the house. When you were younger your voice used to be as loud as a boom box whenever you cheered for your crush while you stand on the bleachers.
"Found it!" He shouts and you mumble an insult under your breath.
He comes out of the bedroom in his suit and joins you in the living room. He bends over and plants a kiss on top of your head but you don't move an inch. He eyed the television as you squeal the moment the main guy kisses the girl, "Aren't you too old for that, honey? You have me anyway."
"What good are you to me?" You sarcastically replied.
"Mhm, don't say that. You are everything to me." He shakes his head, whining and wraps his arms around you, almost squeezing you.
"You're choking me." You hit his arm and he loosened his embrace around you. He kisses your cheek but you shoo him away. "Don't disturb me when I'm watching Boys Over Flowers."
"Alright, honey." He says sweetly in your ear then he reaches his hand on your 4 month old pregnant tummy. "Our baby is behaving well."
Your husband's palm feels warm over your stomach. He continues to feel the baby that is asleep in you, smiling as he did so. You checked the time. "Aren't you going to be late for the train?"
"Oh shit, it's that late already?" He looks at the wall clock and scrambles to get his suitcase. You sighed and then stood up to watch him running around looking for something, "Damn it. Where did I put my wallet again? I was holding it earlier."
You walk towards him, his back facing you, you pull his black leather wallet from his back pocket, "It's already stuck to your ass and you still don't feel it."
"Oh, right. Now I remember putting it there." He chuckles as he rakes it from you. He hugs your waist and gave you a peck on your lips, "Thank you. I'm going now."
"Go already. You're late!" You nod your head and literally push him out of the door. "Just because you're the boss doesn't mean you have special privileges."
Your husband is the CEO of a sport agency who is managing top star athletes of this generation. He has to go for a business trip in Busan and he'll be there for a week with some of his employees. One of them is your close friend. Well, his and your close friend but you're positive that his loyalty belongs to you.
"I know, I know, you don't have to remind me all the time." He stood at the entryway, putting on his shoes, his suitcase in hand. He straightens up and sent you a smile, "Be safe. Call me if there's anything."
"I will and my parents are basically living in the unit upstairs." You reminded him.
"Right. I always forget." He grinned, "Well, I'm off. I'll see you again in a week."
author's note;
Hey guys,
it's been awhile since I wrote imagines!I don't know if I can continuously write but I am writing this now. I don't know how many parts it will have. Maybe a lot since it will be like a short story. And it's inspired by Reply series! I really love all of it. I watched 1988, 1994 and 1997. I hope they make another one because i'm a hoe for REPLY! 🥺
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