"You okey?" Eunbi mumbled. I smiled mildly as I raise both my head and my eyebrows,"huh?"
She cleared her throat," Are you okey?you know...about Seungyoun," she repeated clearly.
I scoffed as my smile widens,"I'm fine.." I answered before taking a big bite of my food, as I looked down and blinked my eyes continuosly trying to hold back my tears.
"Why?you don't like him anymore, I mean he doesn't?" She asked. I flinched at her question, as I felt my heart ache stronger. I swallowed my food and shook my head,"...Seungyoun, he loves me," I replied, pointing myself with a smile,"He said he loves me this much," I continued, with my both my arms streched as I giggled after."You know what's good about it though..he lied,he didn't want to hurt my feelings...he wanted to protect me," I said as a tear roll down my face.
"Ya...you don't even drink but you're talking all this nonesense," she sighed. "Eunbi-ya, let's order more..I feel like I could eat two portions with this amount of stress," I rambled. "Yea..we should, this is what they call stress eating right? And we should by some drinks too," she responded, loudly, before ordering.
We ate until our stomach were about to burst, Eunbi was the only one drinking and talking. She fell silent after she said her jaw was hurting.
I then broke the silence,"Eunbi-ya..to tell you the truth, I saw him with that girl multiple times but I never really cared about it, I thought wah...cho y/n you must not like him that much..most people would scream at him, I must've hated him that much."
I chucked,"..I guess I'm just embarassed." Eunbi placed her head on my shoulder,"because of me?" She said before falling asleep. I nodded and finish our food afterwards. I paid and send Eunbi home in a taxi.I walked home alone..as I realize my husband, Seungyoun's shoes were not in the shelves. I mean its just 11, I usually stay up until 1 am waiting for him to come back.
I sighed and went to our room. While washing up, I heard the bed room door open and his moan as he jumped on the bed. I sat next to him after washing up. "Chagi-" I said, before he interupts me."oh you're still awake?" He then placed his head on my lap as he fell asleep.
"Chagiya, please-" I said, stern before stopping, so I won't burst into tears. I took a deep breath, "Chagiya, go wash up...you know I hate the smell of alcohol," I continued swiftly. As I leave the room, leaving him staring at me blankly.
I walked quickly, but stop in the middle of the stairs.I didn't know where to go, but I didn't want him to see me like this. I fell to the ground as I burst into tears, biting my lips so he wouldn't here me whimper. I held my chest tightly,as I felt my heart aching.
After some time passes, I went back to the room. I opened the door and saw him buttoning up our matching pajamas I coincedentally wore. He smiled once our eyes met, and I smelled as well, as I felt a flutter. I shook my head and walked quickly to our bed.
I lied down looking away from him. Then I felt him getting on the bed and moving closer to me. He wrapped his arms around me as I turned instantly without thinking about it. I hugged him tightly so he wouldn't see my face.
"Why are your eyes swollen? Did you cry? Did something happen just know?" He said in a sweet tone.I hugged him tighter as my tears well up. I felt him pulling me trying to loosen the grip, trying to look at my face,"y/n?" He asked once more.
I stayed silent."it's okey, if you don't wanna let go," he whispered as he pats my head.
I didn't want to hug him, especially in this moment but the only thing I could do was make him hate himself. Let the guilt swallow him. I could sense that he fell asleep. I was instead crying and holding him tighter.
Who am I kidding? As much as I hated him..I missed this.. I was smiling like a fool as my tears stream down.
To be continued