(A/n: Yes, I updated coz tommorow is
My Birthday ! 4th of July.)
Taehyung's pov
When I got home that night as my husband Jungkook served dinner, I held Jungkook's hand and said, "I've got something to tell you." He sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in his eyes.
Suddenly I didn't know how to say it. But I had to let him know what I was thinking. "I want a divorce." I raised the topic calmly. He didn't seem to
be annoyed by my words, instead he asked me softly, "why?" I avoided his question. This made him angry. Jungkook shouted at me, "you're not a man!"
That night, we didn't talk to each other. Jungkook was weeping. I knew he wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give him a satisfactory answer;
"I had lost my heart to a lovely girl called Irene."
I didn't love Jungkook anymore. I just pitied him!
With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that he could own our house, 30% shares of my company and the car. Jungkook glanced at it and then tore it to pieces.
The man who had spent ten years of his life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for Jungkook wasted time,
resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said, for I loved Irene so dearly.
Finally he cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me, Jungkook cry was actually a kind of release.
The idea of divorce
which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.
The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell fast
asleep because I was tired after an eventful day with Irene. When I woke up, Jungkook was still there at the table writing. I just didn't care so I turned
over and was asleep again.
In the morning Jungkook presented his divorce conditions: he didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce.
Jungkook requested
that in that one month, we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Jungkook reasons were simple: our son Taekwon had his exams in a month's time and he didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.
This was agreeable to me. But he had something more, Jungkook asked me to recall how I had carried him into out bridal room on our wedding day. Jungkook
requested that everyday for the month's duration I carry him out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought he was going crazy.
Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted Jungkooks odd request. I told Irene about my husband's divorce conditions. She laughed loudly and thought
it was absurd. "No matter what tricks Jungkook has, he has to face the divorce." Irene said scornfully.
My husband Jungkook and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried him out on the first day, we
both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, "daddy is holding mummy dada in his arms." His words brought me a sense of pain.
From the bedroom to the
sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with Jungkook in my arms. He closed his eyes and said softly, "Don't tell our son about the
divorce." I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put him down outside the door. Jungkook went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.
On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. Jungkook leaned on my chest.. I could smell the fragrance of his shirt. I realized that I hadn't
looked at this man carefully for a long time.
I realized he was not young any more.
Our marriage had taken its toll on him. For a minute I wondered what I had done to Jungkook.
On the fourth day, when I lifted Jungkook up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the boy who had given ten years of his life to me.
On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Irene about this. It became easier to carry him as the month
slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.
Jungkook was choosing what to wear one morning. Jungkook tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then he sighed, "All my dresses have
grown bigger." I suddenly realized that Jungkook had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry him more easily. Suddenly it hit me, Jungkook had
buried so much pain and bitterness in his heart.
Subconsciously I reached out and touched his head. Our son came in at the moment and said, "Dad, it's time to carry mum out."
To him, seeing his father
carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. (A/n: Sorry need to use the word mother e✌)
My husband Jungkook gestured to our son to come close and hugged him tightly. I turned my face
away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held him in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room,
to the hallway. Jungkook hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held his body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.
But his much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held him in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held
him tightly and said, "I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy."
I drove to office... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I
was afraid any delay would make me change my mind... I walked upstairs. Irene opened the door and I said to her, "Sorry Irene, I do not want the divorce
any more."
She looked at me, astonished. Then touched my forehead. "Do you have a fever?" She said. I moved her hand off my head.
"Sorry, Irene, I said, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of our lives, not because we
didn't love each other any more. Now I realized that since I carried Jungkook into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until one of us
departs this world."
Irene seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away.
At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife Jungkook. The sales girl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote:
"I'll carry you out every morning until we are old."
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