2𝙏𝙍𝘼𝙕𝙊𝘿𝙊𝙉𝙀ˢᵉʳᵒ

𝕣𝕦𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕕ᶠⁱᶠᵗʸ-ˢⁱˣ

"It's like you only ever want to do something sexual, Hanta! I'm not a sex doll, okay? I have other things that I want to do!" Korei shouted, standing up from where she sat at the counter. It was Sunday, a night before their anniversary and a night before Korei's essay was due. She hadn't been able to finish it because Hanta always wanted to do something when she tried to write it. Luckily, she just had to write a conclusion now but he was, once again, trying to come onto her and she was stressed out. He wasn't being weird, and he backed off immediately after she said she wasn't in the mood, but he had made a comment about how he had a new position he wanted to try out during their little 'fucking but not penetration' sessions. Korei couldn't take it, hypertension making her head hurt. "I don't just think about sex, alright? I have hopes and dreams and sometimes I don't want to suck dick!"

"I didn't say that you were a sex doll, babe, and I definitely didn't say that you should suck my dick." He shook his head, turning the stovetop off and pushing the veggie stir-fry to the back of the burner. It was nearing lunchtime and he just wanted to make something for him and his girl to enjoy.  "A-and I thought that was just our thing, ya know? Like, we're both so wildly attracted to the other that we just can't keep our hands to ourselves. I thought you liked that?"

She did! She liked it very much! There was nothing in this world that she would rather be doing when it comes down to experimenting with Hanta. He proved to her that they didn't need to be having sex, to be having sex. He always pulls something new out of the box and she just can't get used to it. He's so amazing...but she was stressed out now and that hindered her thoughts. That's no excuse to be mean to Hanta, but it's the best excuse she's got. "No! I don't like that! Especially when I have a fucking paper due that I told you about! It's due tomorrow and I still haven't written the fucking conclusion because every time I sit down to write, you're always there, rubbing up on me or something! It's like all you think about is sex bu-but, " her voice trailed off as she looked him in the eyes. He wasn't angry, but he was definitely upset with her. The things she was saying was hurting him, and he knew why she shut up. He placed his chopsticks aside on the marbled countertop, turning to give her his full attention as he leaned against it and crossed his arms over his chest. Korei knew she had gone too far.

"What? What were you gonna say?" He asked, his head tilted and his gaze pointed. Korei didn't speak, her eyes falling to the ground as she realized how rude and unreasonable she was being. How could she talk to him like that? Why was she talking to him like that? "All I think about is sex, but what? Please, finish your sentence, Korei." She didn't want to finish her sentence because she knew it was mean and she didn't want to be mean to Hanta. He's only ever been good to her, and she's always been the one to hurt him. 

"No, I'm not saying it, " she mumbled out and Hanta grew more upset. Even though he knew it was going to hurt him even more to hear it, he needed to hear her say it. It made him feel terrible that she thought like that about him anyway. "I'm not gonna say that," Korei said, taking a seat at the counter stool and trying to focus on typing up that conclusion for her paper. Hanta let out an angry huff of air, walking to where she sat. He placed his hands on the counter, leaning against it and catching her attention. "Hanta, I really need to finish this paper."

"Yeah, I'll leave you alone after you tell me what it is that you were gonna say, " he huffed out, prying to get the words out of her. Why was he doing that? He couldn't explain why. He hated that she blew up on him and then didn't even finish what was being said. "Do you want me to guess what you said? Because I'm pretty sure that I can get it on the first go."

"Then why the hell are you wanting me to say it?" Korei snapped, slamming her laptop shut. "I didn't mean to say it, alright? That's why I'm not wanting to say it because I don't want to hurt your feelings!" She ran a hand through her hair, ruffling it and making herself look disheveled and upset. Hanta glared at her, sucking his teeth and nodding. He smacked the counter once before turning away from her. Korei groaned and laid her head in her hands, trying to calm down. "I don't even care about it, honestly. I really don't, I just...I'm stressed out." 

"Korei, don't even, alright? Being stressed out does not give you an excuse to be a bitch, " he shrugged and the whole apartment went quiet. The only noises heard were the stovetop gas lighting up, the scraping of Hanta's chopsticks on the pan, and Korei's shocked gasp. Hanta knew he had pushed her too far, remaining quiet as he waited for her to react.

"What the fuck, Hanta? What the actual fuck? I'm not a bitch, " she spoke, standing up once more. She walked around the counter, going over to where he was cooking. "I'd be a bitch if I had said it. Do you want me to say it?" Hanta rolled his eyes, once again shutting the stove off and practically shoving the pan to the back burner, some of it's contents spilling over the edge.

"It's fucking messed up that you even thought about it! I mean, you tell me all the time that it's perfectly fine and then, now that we're arguing, that's the thing that jumps to your mind!" He explained, voice raised out of frustration and anger. He ignored the tears that were welling in his eyes. Hanta was just one of those people who cried when they got angry. "If you're gonna fucking think it, say it. Don't be a pussy, just tell me. I know it fucking upsets you."

"Fine! Fine! You're the exact opposite of Shinsou! You don't want to have sex with me! It's not that you don't love me, or that you don't find me attractive, I know that you do, but you're too scared to take that last step with me. Is it because you're worried that we won't last?" She was talking to his side at this point, the black-haired male not looking at her while she talked. "I know you said that you wanted to wait to find the person that you're gonna marry. You tell me I'm that person all the time. Hell, we're engaged. Yet...you still don't want to go all the way? Do you not see us getting married? I honestly want to know because if you're not seeing a future with me then maybe we shouldn't get married. Maybe...maybe we shouldn't be together at all."

Hanta stared at the spilled veggie stir-fry, wiping his tears away as he listened to what Korei was saying. How could she think that? Just because he wanted to wait a little bit longer to have sex? It's not that he wasn't able to see himself marrying Korei, he did that every single night. He wasn't scared they wouldn't last...he wanted to save it for their anniversary. Korei is the love of his life and he wants to give her a piece of him that she'd have forever. In his mind, his virginity meant a lot and some people just didn't think like that.

"Fuck you, " he whispered, not even bothering to look at her again. He left the kitchen, grabbing his shirt from the back of the couch, tugging it on. His phone and wallet were left behind, shoes jammed onto his feet before he left. Korei knew he was gone when the door slammed shut, and that's when her tears hit. Why did she have to be such a...bitch?

Instead of chasing after him, she held the tears in and opened her laptop up, hoping to finally finish her paper. She couldn't think straight, immediately grabbing her phone to call him. That's when she realized he had left his phone behind, so she called everyone she thought he'd go to. She didn't tell them what was going on but she asked them to let her know if he showed up because she needed to know that he was okay. God, she hated herself for being such a bitch to him. She knew that Hanta loved her and that he wanted to be with her, but they were arguing! People say things that they know will hurt the other person...it doesn't mean it's true. Why did she have to ruin him?