Solji (EXID) x G!P Reader
Angst
Y/n's POV
"God you fucking mistake!" I darted downstairs to see Solji raising a hand to our child.
"Solji, no!" I stood in front of the boy who was cowering.
"Get out of the way!" She glared at me.
"No," I said calmly. "You wanna hurt someone, you can hurt me. Not Kibeom."
Her eyes turned red before I felt a harsh slap to my face. Solji walked off angrily making me turn to our son.
"What happened?" I soothed his hair.
"I accidentally split some juice on the floor," he pointed to the small puddle. "Eomma started yelling."
I hugged the small boy as tight as I could. His arms wrapped around my neck making me sigh.
"It's okay bud," I picked him up. "I'll clean it up. You just watch your cartoons."
I sat him in front of the TV before getting the mop. I started to clean the floor when Solji walked back in with a glare on her face.
"Fuck you," she pointed a finger to me. "I fucking hate you. I don't even know why I married you or had a kid with you."
She was drunk, but that still hurt a lot. I looked away then walked up to her.
"Just go to bed," I rubbed her arm. "You're stressed and drunk. You need some sleep."
She swatted my hands away from her before stomping upstairs. I heard the door slam as I sighed.
I turned to Kibeom seeing him looking at me with his big eyes. I finished cleaning the floor before putting the mop away.
"Mommy," I heard his small voice. "Can you sleep with me tonight?"
"Of course," I smiled at him. "Come here bud."
He ran into my arms so I picked him up. I shut off the TV then walked upstairs to his room. We both got him into his pajamas before I put him in bed.
"Can you sing to me mommy?" I nodded.
"What song bud?" I asked holding his hand.
"That one that you and Eomma always used to sing to me," he smiled brightly. "I can sing Eomma's parts."
I nodded before starting the song. His small voice made me smile. He wanted to be just like Solji; a big kpop star.
He fell asleep after the song finished making me tuck him in and go to sleep. I kissed his forehead before going to his closet.
I grabbed to of his blankets then exited the closet. I laid one as a pillow and draped the other across my body.
"Good night Kibeom," I whispered.
Solji's POV
"Naye neon nae kkeo my everything," I sang as I rocked back and forth on the bed.
I was drunk, Y/n was right about that. Stressed? I feel that too. Depressed maniac? Apparently so.
I can't believe I raised my hand to Kibeom. It's happened before but Y/n was always there to stop me.
I looked at my hand; I'm a monster. I wanted to scream but I couldn't. My hands covered my head as my breathing got out of control.
I opened the drawer of my night stand before getting out a knife. I flipped it open and held it to my wrist.
