an yinwar ff story based on sam smith song, i'm not the only one
"You know how much i love you why do you need to cheat on me, it hurts you know, i'm not enough on you, i'm ugly? please tell me why do you need cheat on me?" this is what war wa...
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tears well up in my eyes as i ask myself, "are we okay? what if he's tired of me? what if there's someone else? what if he doesn't love me anymore?" i'll try to find answers to these fears and uncertainties.
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i couldn't stop overthinking, but i trusted him so much that i knew he couldn't cheat on me. i wiped my tears and sighed, determined to try to come back with a smile.
after two hours, i looked at my watch; it was almost 10 pm. why wasn't he home yet? i tried calling him but couldn't reach him. i tried again, but he didn't answer. i felt worried and hurt.
after a few minutes of trying to reach him, i heard a car, so i peeked out the window to see who it was. i saw yin, and as he approached the door, i went to meet him. however, he stopped me when i tried to hug him.
"i'm tired, war. please don't be clingy," he said. it hurt because it was the first time he stopped me from hugging him. i tried to understand that he was simply tired.
"did you forget something?" i asked, attempting to smile.
"no, did i forget anything?" he replied.
hearing his question, tears started flowing, and my knees weakened. i felt pain in my heart.
"yes, you fucking do!" i tried not to shout, but i was hurt.
"today is our fucking anniversary," i said, expecting him to hug me and apologize.
"PLEASE STOP THIS BULLSHIT DRAMA, WAR! CAN'T YOU SEE I'M TIRED? TODAY!" he shouted, then went upstairs, leaving me crying.
i immediately grabbed my car keys and left the house. i got in my car and drove to my brother's house.
he has a caring and loving husband, and whenever i have a problem, i always visit him because i know he's the only one who will understand me.
i was still crying, feeling hurt. i wasn't angry; i was hurt, and there's a big difference.
when i arrived at p'mean's house, i knocked on their door.
after a minute, someone opened the door, and when i saw who it was, it was my brother's husband.
"p'plan, did i bother you and p'mean?" i asked.
"no! no! come in, n'war. wait a minute; i'll call your brother," he said, and i managed a little smile as i nodded.
after a few minutes, p'plan came downstairs with p'mean.
"why are you here? are you okay?" p'mean asked. i couldn't take it anymore.
i ran to him and hugged him, crying my heart out.
"hey, why are you crying? did you have a fight with n'yin?" he asked.
"h-he forgot our anniversary, p'mean," i said, sobbing like a baby.
"calm down. he might just be tired," he said.
"wait, sit down first," he said. i let go of my hug with him and then sat down as he said.
"please, love, can you get him some water?" p'mean said to his husband. p'plan nodded and went to the kitchen.
"did you talk properly?"
"we didn't. he shouted at me and told me to stop my bullshit drama. phi, don't be mad at him, war was the first to shout at him, so basically, war was wrong," i said.
"that fucking bastard," p'mean whispered, but i couldn't hear what he whispered.
"war loves him so much, phi. war doesn't want to lose him," my voice started cracking from crying too much.
"n'war, drink some water to calm down somehow," i didn't notice p'plan was here, and he gave me water.
he sat beside p'mean, and i took a sip.
"this is part of marriage, war. love is not just about always having fun. love brings sadness to make your relationship strong and to make yourself strong. do you understand what i'm saying?" p'mean said. i nodded.
"you can't go home to yin's house in that condition," p'mean said.
"it is dangerous to drive at night," p'plan said. i knew they were both worried about me.
maybe i will give him some space to rest. we will talk tomorrow when he's had some rest and when our minds are calmer.
"thank you, p'mean, p'plan," i said.
"sleep in the guest room. you can play with perth tomorrow," p'plan said. perth is their son, my nephew.
i smiled and nodded.
"stop overthinking, my baby. i know how you overthink."
he already has a husband and sons, and i have a husband too. why is he still calling me a baby?
"i'm not overthinking, and stop calling me baby. hey, phi, you have p'plan and daotok and tawan. why are you still calling me baby? i'm not your baby anymore," i said with an annoyed voice.
