Narrator
After a week of being a retired model, Hanni couldn't bear to not at least see Y/n. So she returned to work as a mentor.
"Ms. Pham lend me a hand?!" Y/n squealed as they tried to set up the lights for the trial photoshoots for the new rookies.
"Coming!" Hanni yelled as she hurried to Y/n's aid.
Since Hanni had become a mentor.... they were paired a lot together.... which just ended up hurting the both of them.
But both of them refused to let the other know that they were hurting.
- Y/N POV -
"AHHH FUCK!" I bit my tongue as I held my hand in pain.
I was trying to adjust the scorching hot light bulb for the photoshoot but my dumbass forgot to put on my gloves.
"OH MY GOD, ARE YOU OKAY?" Hanni yelled as she ran up to my aid.
"You know better than to touch it with your bare hands!!" Hanni scolded as she smacked my arm.
Hanni used to scold me like this all the time before.... when we dated.
"I just forgot! Okay?" I whined back as Hanni began to put burn ointment on my hand. She then wrapped it with a cloth and placed a kiss on my hand.
Suddenly, we both froze.
Hanni's usual routine was to kiss my injuries after she tended to them but we weren't dating anymore.
"I- I- I'm so so-"
Hanni began to apologize for her awkward action until someone suddenly walked into the studio.... yelling... "Yeobo!"
It was Hanni's husband.
Hanni and I suddenly looked into each other's eyes and then quickly backed away from each other.
"Ready for lunch?" Hanni's husband asked as he greeted her with a kiss.
"Yup, let's go!" Hanni responded with a gummy smile.
They both waved their goodbye and then went off on their lunch date.
- Hanni POV -
During lunch, all I could think about was if Y/n's hand was okay.
"Are you okay, honey?" Babe suddenly asked.
"Huh?" I responded as I got sucked out of my thoughts.
"You seem distracted. Is everything okay?" He asked again.
"I'm fine," I responded with a fake smile.
Ever since Babe and I got married, he's never once been jealous of Y/n-ah. In his eyes... because I chose to marry him just 4 months into us dating.... he's better than Y/n.
Which is far from the truth.
Y/n and I just weren't meant to be lifelong partners....
Lunch soon ended and I was back in the studio. I could see Y/n was still struggling a bit with their hand so I offered to help.
"Want me to take the pictures for you?" I asked.
Y/n scoffed a little and then chuckled.
"Oh come on, your hand still hurts and it's not like you've never taught me how to take pictures!" I whined.
"Finnnee!" Y/n-ah easily gave in. Which just told me that Y/n's hand actually really hurt.
Y/n never lets anyone touch their cameras unless it's absolutely necessary.
For the rest of the day, Y/n hovered over me and kept supervising the shoot. After all this time... Y/n still made me nervous every time they were too close. Every so often I'd get tongue-tied as well.
"Thanks for your help," Y/n told me as we wrapped up the shoot.
"Yeah, of course!" I responded a bit nervously.
"If your hand still hurts next week, I could help you then again. Just ask, okay?" I offered, wanting to spend more time with Y/n. Just like the old times.
"I won't be here next week, but thanks" Y/n coldly responded before grabbing their things and heading home.
I sighed in frustration with myself and then headed home.
All I could think about all weekend was why Y/n wasn't going to be in for work the following week.
"Did Y/n quit?"
"Maybe it's a vacation?"
"It's probably just a rest week!"
I couldn't stop thinking about it. I was starting to get concerned.
"Hey, honey? What time is your flight to Milan tomorrow?" My husband suddenly asked.
"Milan?" I asked a bit confused.
"Oh, crap! The Armani event!" I suddenly remembered.
I was so preoccupied all weekend that I had forgotten about my upcoming schedule.
"It's at 6am. I should probably start packing!" I exclaimed as I jumped off the sofa.
Soon enough, I was in Milan.... further away than where I actually wanted to be.
I made my way to the Armani event and was engulfed by cameras the second I arrived.
"Hanni will you be walking the runway?!"
"Do you plan on coming out of retirement?"
"How's your husband doing?!"
The cameramen and news outlets kept shouting out questions as I attempted to walk into the event building.... but something suddenly caught my attention.
It was Y/n.
My heart sighed of relief the second my eyes laid on the one person I had been thinking about all weekend.
I walked over to greet Y/n and quickly noticed they were hanging out with some of my sunbaes.
"Ahhh Pham, you're here!" Youngbae Sunbaenim exclaimed as I got closer to the group.
"Hi, unnie!" I exclaimed back as I ran up to hug her.
"Look who's here BTW!" Unnie excitedly said as we pulled away from our hug. She then grabbed Y/n's hand and pulled them closer to her.
"Ahh, so this is why you wouldn't be at work all week?" I teased Y/n.
"Umm, yeah. Yoon Youngbae-ssi invited me to her events for the week so I took the week off," Y/n awkwardly replied.
"Ah, guess you've traded up...." I responded with a bit of jealousy.
"Umm, I'll see you girls inside" Y/n-ah suddenly said to the girls and walked away.
I felt a bit heartbroken to see Y/n with someone new.
"So, where's your husband?" Sora sunbaenim suddenly asked.
"Ohhh, he's at home. Can't take him anywhere!" I joked to avoid the question.
"I hear that!" Youngbae unnie played along.
"I should probably head inside now, I'll see you in there!" I bowed at my sunbaes before heading into the event.
When I finally made it to my seat, I realized Y/n was sitting in the same row as me... only two seats away from me. So... I gathered up my courage to greet them again.
"Who knew you could pull a supermodel?" I teased.
Y/n just chuckled and didn't say anything in return.
"How long have you two been dating?" I asked, refusing to get the hint to just leave Y/n alone.
"We're not dating," Y/n suddenly responded with an angry tone.
"Regardless, I'm sure you'll get lucky tonight!" I tried to play things off.
"I don't date. I'm not ready to date. And who I'm with is none of your business!" Y/n-ah coldly responded as they got off their seat.
"Now if you excuse me, I need a glass of champagne" Y/n added before walking off.
- Y/N POV -
The fashion show went as expected.
After attending so many shows over the years, they all just seemed the same to me. It was boring but luckily, Youngbae-ssi and Sora-ssi were keeping me entertained.
"Look at you enjoying yourself for once," Youngbae-ssi teased as she handed me a glass of champagne.
"It's all thanks to you," I flirted as I clashed my champagne glass with hers.
I usually didn't attend the after-parties anymore. Unless I had to work, I kept away from them.
I hated to see all the couples making out and everyone would get out of hand eventually. It was all just a mess I was okay with missing out. Especially when Hanni attended.
The rest of the night, Youngbae and I kept on drinking and dancing around with all our friends.
"Hanni hasn't taken her eyes off you all night!" Youngbae whispered into my ear as she pulled me closer.
"Well then let her stare!" I drunkenly replied.
At this point, we both had drank quite a bit.
"Oh really? Trying to make her jealous?" She continued to tease me as she wrapped her arms around my neck.
"I'm trying to make her jealous? Are you sure it's not you?" I teased back as I grabbed her hips.
"Maybe, I am" Youngbae flirted back as she began to lean in.
I started to lean into her too.
Our lips were about to touch.... when someone suddenly pulled me back by my collar.
- Hanni POV -
Y/n had been flirting with Youngbae unnie all night.
They were both also dancing way too close for my liking.
I looked away from Y/n-ah for one second but when I turned my attention back to them, I found Y/n and Youngbae about to kiss.
"Oh hell no!" I whispered under my breath and quickly walked over to pull Y/n away from Unnie.
I then dragged out Y/n to the elevator and pushed them in. "You've had enough to drink, go to bed!" I ordered.
"Right, let my drunk self roam around a hotel filled with hot models!" Y/n drunkenly sassed me.
I furrowed my brows in annoyance then walked into the elevator myself.
The last thing I wanted was to find out that Y/n had hooked up with someone I work with.
"What floor?" I asked in annoyance.
"I don't know. Bae knows," Y/n slurred out.
I sighed in annoyance and decided to just take Y/n to my room for the time being.
We walked into my room and I helped Y/n-ah settle in.
"Johnie Walker?" I offered as Y/n sat on my bed.
"Mhm," Y/n hummed in response.
I knew I was borderline drunk myself and I probably shouldn't keep drinking... but I didn't want to miss my chance to share a glass of scotch with Y/n.... just like the old times.
I poured two glasses of scotch and then handed one to Y/n.
"It's hot!" Y/n-ah began to complain.
"Then take off your jacket!" I chuckled out in amusement.
Y/n down their whole glass of scotch in one sitting then struggled to take their jacket off.
"Oh god, you're so fucking drunk!" I laughed before getting up to help Y/n with their jacket.
"It's still hot," Y/n whispered as their jacket came off.
"Umm, okay. Let's open up some of the buttons on your shirt. It might help you get some fresh air," I suggested.
"Okay," Y/n nodded.
I got a bit closer to unbutton Y/n's shirt. I got a little too invested in what I was doing and found myself taking Y/n's shirt completely off.
"Oh god, I miss you so much!" I exhaled as all the alcohol I had drank began to hit me all at once.
I then abruptly pressed my lips on Y/n's and Y/n quickly began to kiss back.
It didn't take long before I found myself pinned to the bed with Y/n trailing kisses down my neck.
"Y/n-ah!" I couldn't help but moan Y/n's name.
I loved the way Y/n took their time to tease me. Even after 7 years of being together, Y/n always made sure to do things the right way.
I started to unbutton Y/n's pants..... but Y/n-ah suddenly stopped me.
"H-Ha-Hanni, you're married" Y/n slurred out as they got off me.
"Right," I responded in disappointment.
Y/n began to put their clothes back on but I was too drunk to do the right thing and just let Y/n go.
"Don't go back out there," I pleaded.
"Why not?" Y/n drunken asked.
"Everyone there looks like they just wanna bone you!" I answered without a filter.
All my senses were gone at this point. I couldn't stop my mouth from speaking truthfully.
"Oohh, so you don't want me out there because I might end up fucking someone that isn't you but you fail to remember that YOU'RE MARRIED!!" Y/n angrily replied.
"I KNOW!" I drunkenly yelled back.
"Do you even fucking care about me anymore?!" Y/n asked.
"OF COURSE, I DO. HOW CAN YOU EVEN ASK THAT?!" I screamed in turn.
"THAT'S BULLSHIT AND YOU FUCKING KNOW THAT!" Y/n-ah responded.
"ITS NOT A LIE. FUCKING GOD! WHY CAN'T YOU JUST GET OVER IT?!" I yelled at the top of my lungs.
"BECAUSE IF YOU WERE GOING TO MARRY SOMEONE... It should have been me," Y/n yelled... but whispered the last part.
I took a deep breath to try to calm myself down.
I knew Y/n was right. I had no right to stop them from hooking up with someone... but both our emotions were too all over the place for us to talk things out rationally.
"You and I didn't work. We had completely different views on the fundamentals. We have different views on kids and marriage and don't agree on anything when it comes to family values. You know why I made the decision that I did," I calmly explained myself to Y/n.
"You didn't even give me a chance," Y/n whispered in response.
"I just woke up one day and you were gone...," Y/n continued on.
"Did you even love me? All that time, just you and I.... through everything. Through all the struggles and all the bullshit.... but in the end, none of that mattered. You just moved on to the next," Y/n said with a cracked voice.
"Y/n, I did love you. I do you," I shamelessly responded.
"Did you really? Because it doesn't feel like it," Y/n angrily responded.
"You were in a new relationship in less than 24 hours. You married the guy literally 6 months into your relationship... and you've been married to him for 2 fucking months. All of that happened in less than a year.... and you expect me to believe that you love me? 7 years, we dated for 7 fucking years.... but you know what... maybe you do love me. You love me so much that you saved me from making the biggest mistake of my life. So, thank you... I love you too Hanni!" Y/n angrily started to rant.
Before I even got the chance to gather the words to respond, Y/n began to walk out of the room.
"Y/N WAIT!!" I desperately yelled.
"No. But congratulations... I hope you have a happy and long-lasting marriage," Y/n coldly said before slamming the door on the way out.
"FUCK!!" I screamed to myself, not being able to hold in my tears anymore.
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