My Cruel Wife - Kim Seokjin (Editing)

Nine ㅡ 아홉

I found myself sleeping on my bed when I woke up.

Recalling last night, blood rushed to my face.

I looked at the couch but Seokjin wasn't anywhere to be seen.

Trying to calm myself down, I got up and headed downstairs after I washed my face.

You'll come back home after all, you brat.

When I entered the kitchen, I wasn't expecting to see Seokjin at all.

"Hey!"

He flinched and turned to me, looking unaware of what I was planning to say.

"OH good morning! Why do you look so mad? Is there something wrong?"

He looked like as if he was an innocent little potato.

You little-

I sighed, trying to stay calm.

"Yes, yes there is."

He still seemed to have no clue about what I was trying to say.

"Is it because of me?" he asked, genuinely seeming to be clueless.

Nodding slightly, I watched him blink a few times, as he usually does when he is confused.

"May I ask what I've done wrong?" he said as he started to come towards me.

He leaned in when he was right in front of me, looking deep into my eyes.

I started to stutter and lost the track of my words as he was inches away from my face.

I wasn't used to being close to someone at all.

But I didn't back away. I shouldn't act weak in front of him.

"Y-you hugged me as I was trying to help you to sleep more comfortably, and made me sleep with you whole night! I don't even mention how I manage to get to my bed again, huh? Y-you held my hand, hugged me and most probably carried me to my bed! WHAY WERE YOU-"

"And what's wrong with that?"

I looked at him when he cut me off.

"What?"

Coming even more closer, he made me bump into the kitchen counter and I realized that I was subconsciously backing away.

"What's wrong with that?"

Shoot. I didn't know he would say such a thing.

"Um- oh, uh-"

I face-palmed myself.

Idiot. Why are you stuttering?

He cupped my face, making me look at him as I was trying to look anywhere else but him.

"So Ah."

He looked right into my eyes, seeming to be digging my ovaries.

"Yes?"

He smiled a bit before letting me go and heading to the living room.

"Let's have breakfast. I'm hungry."

What.

The.

Heck.

ㅡ

After the breakfast, he went out for some work, and I was alone with myself again.

I sighed while recalling what happened this morning.