US: Kim Yugyeom X Reader [DISCONTINUED]

35 | So What Are We?

I nervously get up before giving Hana an awkward smile. I walk over to Yugyeom who's in his own little world with Jinyoung and the kids.

"Yugyeom, I'm gonna make my way home now. I'll take Yuji with me so you can spend some more time with Jinyoung." In reality, I just need some time alone to process what he had asked me moments before Hana interrupted. He just nods and lets me be on my way.

Marry me, Jia.

His words ring in my head as I walk on the busy streets of Seoul, on my journey home. The more I think about it, the more unsure I get. I love Yugyeom and there's not even a spec of me doubting that. But marriage? I just don't think I'm ready for that. I feel like a coward for thinking that way. Thinking back to the look on his face as I reacted kills me inside; the disappointment and sorrow and heartbreak smothered across his face embedded in my mind.

Before I know it, I'm already at my door. I enter my code, walk in and crash onto the sofa. I allow myself to rest for five minutes, letting my spinning thoughts of Yugyeom go for a moment, before I cook dinner.

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After making dinner, I put on a movie and wait for Yugyeom to come home. I still can't get the hurt on his face out of my head.

"Yuji ya~ appa is upset with me. What do I do?" I say as if she would respond, as she lays in my lap, facing me. She makes all these baby noises as her way of talking which puts a faint smile on my face.

I tickle her tummy and let out a long sigh. Throwing my head back, I let my eyes close as the movie plays in the background.

Not even a second later, I hear the beeping sound of the door. I jump to my feet and place Yuji, who's fallen asleep, in her crib and wait for Yugyeom to walk through the door.

"O-oppa~ you're home. I-I made dinner. I waited for you so we can eat together." I say as sweetly as possible.

"I'm not hungry."

"Oh. Did you get something to eat with Jinyoung and Hana?"

"No. I'm just not hungry."

"Jagiya~ you still need to eat. Let's have dinner together."

"I said I'm not hungry."

And here we go.

Besides our breakup, Yugyeom and I have never had a big fight or argument and since we got back together, it's all been smooth sailing. So I need to do this properly.

I walk over to him and take his hands into mine. "Let's talk," I say. Not letting go of his hand, I walk us to the couch and we both sit down with a sigh. "Tell me. Let it all out."

"..." He just sits there with his head down, looking at our hands.

"Yugyeom~."

"Do you still love me?"

"Huh? How stupid of you to ask. Did my rant earlier about how much you mean to me not make that clear enough? Yugyeom, I love you."

"Then why did you react like that."

"I-I don't know. But that doesn't matter. All that matters is that I love you."

"Marrying me doesn't matter?"

"I didn't mean it like that-."

"-Because to me, it's everything. It may not matter to you but I want to spend the rest of my life with the girl I love, the only girl I've ever loved but she doesn't want the same thing..."