In a charged moment, he pins her between his bare chest and the sofa, questioning, "Do you think I do such shits for every woman?" Succumbing to desire, he admits, "I can't resist you anymore. I love you."
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As Seokjin receives an urgent call from his company, he bids his farewells to Mihi and Yoongi, his expression a mix of determination and resolve. With a quick nod, he promises to catch up with them soon before hurrying off to attend to his responsibilities.
Yoongi turns to Mihi with a warm smile, offering to drop her home. However, Mihi's expression falters as she hesitates, her thoughts drifting to Hamin and the responsibilities weighing heavily on her shoulders.
"I appreciate the offer, Yoongi, but I can't leave Hamin," Mihi explains, her voice tinged with regret. "He needs me right now."
Sensing her reluctance, Yoongi suggests that she at least go home and get some rest, assuring her that she deserves a break after the stressful day they've had. "Just ask your husband to come here for a while," he adds casually.
Mihi's breath catches in her throat at the mention of her husband, the reality of her impending divorce casting a shadow over her thoughts. "I... I can't," she stammers, her voice barely above a whisper. "We're getting a divorce."
Yoongi's eyes widen in surprise at her confession, his expression softening with empathy. "I'm sorry, Mihi."
Respecting Mihi's evident discomfort, Yoongi gently shifted the conversation away from the sensitive topic, recognizing that it was a personal matter she may not be ready to delve into further at the moment.
"Let's focus on getting you refreshed," he suggested, his tone warm and reassuring. "You could use a break, and I'm sure Hamin will be fine for a little while. We'll make sure to come back soon."
Mihi nodded gratefully, appreciating Yoongi's understanding and his efforts to support her without prying further into her personal affairs. With a small smile, she agreed to his suggestion, feeling a glimmer of relief at the prospect of a brief respite from the intensity of the day.
Mihi's home welcomed her with a sense of familiarity and warmth as she stepped inside, her shoulders sagging with exhaustion. Yoongi followed closely behind, his presence a comforting reassurance in the midst of her turmoil.
As Mihi entered her living room, she couldn't help but notice the scattered toys and books that hinted at Hamin's presence. A small smile tugged at her lips, despite the heaviness weighing on her heart.
"Make yourself at home," Mihi said, gesturing towards the couch. "I'll just freshen up quickly."
Yoongi nodded in understanding, taking a seat on the couch as Mihi disappeared into the hallway. Alone with his thoughts, Yoongi glanced around the room, his gaze lingering on the family photos adorning the walls.
