K-POP Girl Imagines Pt. 2

Happy Family-Wendy

Wendy (Red Velvet) x Male Reader
Requested by Libero-Han
Angsty angst

Wendy's POV

"Stupid!" I punched the wall next to my husband's head. "Every fucking time! You let him get away with this shit!"

"Wendy relax," he touched my shoulders.

"Get your fucking hands off me," I shoved him.

I stormed off into our room then slammed the door. I wanted to hit and break things. My mind was filled with rage.

"Eomma?" I looked up seeing Jinhwan. "What's wrong?"

"Appa is an idiot," I laughed.

My heart drop as he walked in.

"What did you do now?" I asked firmly.

"I played in paint," he looked at me. "And I put my hands on the wall."

"Byun Jinhwan!" I yelled.

He cowered and covered his face.

"You better fucking shape up," I got into his face. "I don't think you'd like to see me mad young man."

"Ne Eomma," he cried.

"Get out of here," I opened the door and pushed him.

Y/n caught him before looking to me. My husband picked him up and took him to the bathroom.

I shook my head as I looked to the paint mess on our wall. We were all smiling, Jinhwan sitting on Y/n's shoulders.

The small boy was pointing to a giraffe making me smile. Tears came down my face as I thought back to the last time we were happy as a family.

"Wendy?" I looked over to Y/n. "Would you ever hit Jinhwan?"

I looked away from my husband. I heard him sigh making me shut my eyes.

"Wendy?" Y/n touched my hips.

"Don't," I turned my head away more.

I felt kisses being pressed to my head. I tilted my head more to the side.

"Tell me what's on your mind," he whispered.

"I'm afraid," I whispered back. "What will happen when Chanyeol finds out I have a double life?"

Y/n sighed before I felt him move away from me.

"Why are you more worried about him than your own family?" Y/n asked.

"Because I love him," I turned to see his face.

"What about me and Jinhwan?" I saw a tear run down his cheek.

"What about you?" I snapped. "He's a boy who can't even follow orders from his own mother. And you, I don't know why I said yes to you or even had your kid. You're a loser."

Y/n turned his face away from me.

"Okay," he whispered.

My anger went down as he sobbed before leaving the room. I wanted to go after him and tell him that I loved him and our son more than Chanyeol. 

But I'd be lying, Chanyeol made me feel young and vibrant again. He wasn't a burden or anything.

"Dammit!" I punched the wall.

My fist made a dent before I pulled it away. It was already bruising. I sat onto the bed and stared at my wall.

"Why can't I just have a happy family?" I mumbled. "Why?"