Author's note :
double qouting = character's conversation
Single quoting= character's thoughts
Bold and slanted wordings= author's note
(Y/N) = your name
This story has 4 parts. Enjoy!
Yongbae's POV
My legs woobled a little as I held the keys firmly. Standing by the door frame, I hestitated.
'Should I shamelessly walk in?'
My fist clenched as I breath in heavily. Closing my eyes shut, I grinned my teeth and finally opened the door. However,
I instantly regretted it.
Biting hard on my lips, I slowly walk towards her monotonous body. Laying on the couch, I knew that she was waiting for me. But, what have I done? Not having the courage to wake her up, I sat directly opposite the couch. Staring at her tired soul, I felt warmth building up from within my eyes. My vision of her got blurry. As I blink, a drop of tear escapes and my vision of her restores.
Feeling frustration piling up in me, I vent it on the arm rest, punching it as hard as possible.
'What do I do now?...'
Her lips quivered as she lets out a whimper. Rising from her laying position, she turned and smile at me.
"You're finally back..." Her tranquilizing voice echoed through out the cold night, engulfing me with guilt.
My ears twitched and heart beat quickens as her sincere eyes were being reflected into my guilty ones. There was a moment of silence as the velvety curtains dance along with the late night wind... Quickly wiping my tears before they could fall, I flashed a smile, yet my heart just aches even more.
"You seem weird today, are you okay?" She asked, patiently.
"N-nothing... I-I will go shower..." I stammered, trying to be as natural as possible, while feeling remorse overwhelming every inch of my body.
'Fuck!' I cursed mentally as the shower hits me on my bare back.
With my eyes shut, I tried to control my anger, but...
I lost it.
Droplets of blood started runing down my fist. As the first droplet of blood drips off me, I collapsed onto the wet floor.
'How could the pain on my fist be compared to (Y/N)'s once she finds out? Should I hide it from her?'
Staring at the bloody wall in front of me, my thoughts were interrupted by her soothing voice.
"Yongbae ahh! You done showering? You have been in there for almost an hour... are you okay?"
''Sorry (Y/N).'' I mumbled. Finally decided to lie.
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