HE'S MY EX HUSBAND

Imagine If

Chapter 23  | Imagine If

Imagine If....

there wasn't a road of torns in front of them...

there wasn't a line of boundary drawn between them...

Will they ever get closer than ever before?

If...

Love is something they worship,

What about the close reality that lit up the darkness as a whole?

Well, it doesn't matter for Na Jaemin. He believes in nothing but Jeno. He only wishes to be part of his life until as far as he could.

And now that he has a chance to be together with him, there is no turning back. Whatever the barrier is, Jaemin is determined to comfront. As long as Jeno is beside him, there is nothing he can't risk to do.

"Babe? Why are you so quiet?"

Jeno worriedly comes to squeeze his hand while glancing back a few second as him. He wants to make sure if his Nana is alright but since they are in the middle of the road, Jeno still needs to drive the car safely.

"Nothing honeybear..Just a bit sad that our trip is over"

Jeno smiles in relief. That little artist has no idea how Jeno's mind searches for every possible discomfort during the split second when he knows Jaemin is being too quiet to his liking.

"You like it?"

"I love it!!"

Jeno beams more. He feels proud and happy to put a smile on Jaemin's face. He only deserves happiness.

"I'll take you to many places again in the future Nana"

He promises. Jeno is aware that Jaemin loves vacations. Ever since they were married, Jaemin always talked about trips and how he wanted to spend his time with Jeno there.

"That's why you are my favorite"

Jaemin giggles and holds back to the hand gripping tightly to his.

🍁

The weather isn't quite sunny but the clouds are no where to be found in the sky, making a clear space of blue to paint across the day.

Haechan sighs heavily just in case it might help him discharge from a burden of overthinking. He blows out some air and firmly grabs the bag he is holding. He makes sure he has a mask covering half of his face and a simple black hat to hide his eyes and nose.

Without thinking much, Haechan starts to ring the door bell. He looks suspicious by dressing up like this but that's what he was told to do. Actually...he was annoyed to do.

Even before he dreamt about waking up, his phone was already working hard in notifying a loud, annoying phone call from no other than The Mark Lee.

Haechan didn't want to pick it up but after four times, he expected a rather very important or alerting new from the other side. He was in major dissappointed when he found out that Mark wanted to invite him to his house just because.

"Then why did he have to call me early in the morning?" He mutters to himself, annoyed.

He looks annoyed but the fact that he still shows up just by a phone call is pointing to a different direction. He discards that thought away and presses the door bell again, getting impatient as the seconds pass by.