We're Way Too Different

Episode 25

"How about vanilla cake?'' The younger woman who goes by the name of Ji Young looks at us, with the big white book, filled with pictures of venues, and ideas for what we could have at our wedding. 

''I don't like vanilla.'' Jin shakes his head. She looks at me, and I shake my head. 

''Hey, it's technically his wedding. I'm just the groom. Whatever he picks, I'm with him.'' I tell her, as I lean in the chair. 

''What if, I get little nuts in the cake?'' He asks, looking at the book. 

''Anything, but that.'' I sit back up. I grab the book from him and flip through the pages. ''How about chocolate. We can have a three-way cake to satisfy everyone.'' I tell her. I watch Jin's blank expression as he stares at the book in my hand. He opens his mouth to argue with me, but I cut him off. 

''Yes, that's what he wants! Great, are we done?'' I close the book and look at him as if nothing happened. He glares at me. 

After what seemed like forever in Ji Young's office, we finally got back in the car and are on our way home. Jin had a pissed off face on and was surprisingly quiet. 

''Baby, what happened?'' I ask, placing my hand on his thigh. 

''It's technically his wedding?'' He puts up quotation marks as he talks. 

''What about that?'' 

''This shit feels so one-sided.'' He says with frustration in his voice. 

''You're overreacting. I only said that, so we could get out of that office. You're tired and I have paperwork to finish.'' I explain my reasoning for saying what I said. 

''Are you even ready to marry me, or better yet, do you want to marry me?'' He asks, with a straight face, serious tone, as he looks forward at the road.n My entire attitude towards him changes. We finally get up to the house, and I take a sharp turn into the driveway. I park the car and turn it off. ''Why in the hell would you ask me that?'' I ask slowly with irritation in my voice. 

''Because, Namjoon! This all feels one-sided. You don't seem interested in anything wedding related. You seem more irritated every time I talk about it than happy, or interested.'' He explains.  

''Just because I don't seem interested every time you talk or bring wedding plans up, doesn't mean that I don't love you, I don't want to marry you, or that I'm not ready to marry you!'' I exclaim. 

''Well, that's how I feel Joon, and you can't sit here and tell me that I can't feel this way.'' He shrugs.

I actually can tell you to not feel this way, because you have no reason to-'' I pause, ''You know what, I'm not arguing with you.'' I open the car door and get out. I don't pay attention to him calling my name and just walk inside the house. 

''Don't walk away when I'm talking to you.'' I hear his loud voice followed by the front door slamming. 

''Jin!'' I yell at him, slamming my hand on the counter. He stops in his tracks and stares at me. Immediately I regret it. I have never yelled at him, never. I just snapped at this moment. 

''You just yelled at me.'' He says in a small voice. I've never yelled at Jin. Never. I might talk to him in a stern voice, but I've never angrily shouted at him. I know how much he hates that, and all of this wedding talk is stressing me the fuck out. 

''Look, I'm scared, okay. that's why I have been avoiding all wedding talks, and going to Ji Young's office. I only put up with it because I love you because I want to marry you." I explain. 

''So what are you scared of?'' He asks, walking up next to me.

''Commitment.'' I mumble.

''Commitment?!'' He shouts, ''You're not fucking serious. We've been together for five years!'' 

''I know that...'' 

He breathes in loudly and looks at me. ''Let me remind you Namjoon, that you asked me to marry you. You proposed to me on my birthday, and you were the most excited at the beginning when we would start planning our wedding and the ceremony and reception. So all of this-'' He waves his hands in front of me. ''Is bullshit.'' He storms off upstairs. 

''Jin!'' I chase after him, when he's mad he's a very fast walker. I walk in the room and he's not inside. The bathroom door is closed. ''Jin...'' I turn the handle and he actually left it open. 

''Leave me alone Namjoon.'' He warns. 

''What if I don't want to.'' I try to make him smile. 

''God! You think this is a game. We've been together longer than our business has grown, and I'm finding out that you had underlying commitment issues. That's nice!'' He tries to walk past me. 

I grab his arm stopping him. He looks down at my grip and looks back up at me. ''Namjoon, until you figure out if those issues are real or fake, stay away from me.'' He yanks his arm back and walks out of the room. 

''My commitment issues are resolved. I wouldn't have asked you to marry me if they weren't.'' I walk after him. 

''What about ''stay away from me'' did you not understand.'' He says as he walks inside one of the two guest rooms in the house. 

''Jin... You're blowing this out of proportion.'' I tell him. He fixes the bed and now I get what he's doing. ''You're not seriously planning on sleeping in here tonight are you?'' I ask. 

''If that's what it looks like, then that's what it is.'' He says bluntly. 

''What the fuck? No...'' I walk over and grab the pillow from him. 

''Give me the damn pillow.'' He demands. 

''No Jin. We've had petty arguments and serious ones. But never have we slept apart, and it's not gonna start now.'' I start off. ''I was scared and now I'm not. You have no idea how much you have me wrapped around your finger and how much I love you, and how fucking irreplaceable you are. Do you think I would even let myself think too long about not committing to you?'' I ask, staring at him. ''My commitment issues never existed and they're not there. I want to marry you. I'm genuinely saying this because it's true. So no, I'm not giving you the pillow, and you're not sleeping in here.'' 

''Awe, that's great. I love you too. But, give me the pillow.'' He puts out his hands. 

Thinking as I look at him. ''If you're sleeping in here, then so am I...'' I cross my arms over my chest. 

''Kind of defeats the whole separation purpose don't you think?'' He asks. 

''Separation- I just explained to you-'' 

''I know.'' He sighs. Before he continues, I grab him, lifting us up, and dropping us both on the bed. 

''We're not sleeping apart.'' I shake my head, looking down at him. 

''Namjoon-ah!'' He whines, resisting me a little bit. 

''Say it, or you might regret not saying it.'' I breathe on his exposed neck. 

''W-what are you doing?'' He stutters. 

''Nothing...'' I smile. Gently licking his neck. 

''Mhmm...'' He grips on my shirt. ''Fine, we're not sleeping apart.'' He finally lets out. 

''Took you too long.'' I bite down on the now appearing hickey present on his neck. 

My erection is already pressing its self against him, and as I said, he took to long to say it.