"Well, I didn't understand. I thought I wasn't good enough. I tried my hardest to be the best girlfriend I could be. I supported him, I treasured our time together, I wanted him to smile and me be at the root of it. I tried to not be clingy and not be one of those girls who gets overly jealous, but there comes a point when you have to question a man's loyalty if he comes home late everyday smelling like sex and Chanel No. 5." I started.
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08.15.17
"Hey babe, how was work today" I ask my boyfriend, Minho, who just walked into the house. I leap up off the couch and make my way over to him. I help him slip off his jacket before walking it to the closet located in our lobby. The pungent smell of smoke rid the jacket but I thought it better not to ask seeing as he is tired. He had told me he would quit smoking months ago when I had asked him to for my health and wellbeing.
"Not well, things are backing up" he sighed. I walk over and was about to rub his back but he had moved out of my reach just as I had attempted. Concern runs through me but I brush it off. He's probably just tired.
"Have you eaten? If not I can quickly make som-"
"No. I'm going to bed" He said after cutting me off. I nod my head lightly, accepting his desire.
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10.27.17
We are going on a date for the first time in a while.
"I'm ready to go whenever you are" I said peering into the bathroom were Minho is standing.
"You are going out looking like that" he said looking me up and down through the mirror. If the disgust ridden tone he used wasn't disheartening enough, the look on his face sure was. I look of shock crosses my face before I compose myself.
"Yes, I wanted a little bit of a change" I rebuttal. He looks away with a look of disapproval. I nod my head reassuring myself. He has been like this for a while now. When we go out, which is rarely, he seems embarrassed of me. He always makes rude remarks anymore. I miss the times when he would be proud of me and show me off. Now it's like he wants nothing to do with me.
"Let's go the reservation is at 7:00 and it's already 6:30" he mutters. I nod and follow him to the front door slipping on my shoes and heading out the door. We get into the ride and endure the silent ride to the restaurant. Once we arrive, we walked in and took our seats. We waited until the waitress brought out menus. While waiting he was on his phone.
"Why has work got so busy recently? Are you guys debuting soon?" I asked as a slight attempt to gain his attention.
"Um, yeah" he said without sparing me a glance. I keep attempting to make small talk, but every time he brushes me off leaving me more discouraged then the last time.
"Hi, welcome to our restaurant. Sorry for the long wait. Here are your menus."
"I'll have the gukbap" says Minho.
"I'll have the kimchi-Jjigae please" I say giving the waitress a smile.
"I'm sorry. We actually aren't making that right now"
"It's fine she doesn't need it" he said. I look up at him with disbelief. I turn to the maid and give her an awkward look of apology before avoiding eye contact.
"If you'd like we have jjigae" she asked.
"Sure, that'd be wonderful thank you" I say giving her a forced smile and a nod. She walks away, taking the menus with her.
