❝Day With You❞
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ANOTHER DAY, OUR LAST DAY BEFORE together, I didn't know what to feel, I was emotionless as I watched him run around the house, cleaning and trying his hardest to be the perfect husband, but it's just the last day, at this point, I was having second thoughts about this marriage, what would it be like if it wasn't arranged, if we hadn't met by the memories of Seran but by ourself.

Our first meeting wasn't confusing at all, it was sweet and romantic, nothing too bad, except I ended up sleeping in his arms.

I smiled at the memories, feeling sad. "It's done!" He smiled, looking around the house. "Took you two whole hours." I said with a stupid grin on my face. "It's already noon, wanna do something else?" He asked, walking up to me.

"What do you wanna do?" I asked him, "Let's watch a movie." I shrugged, "There's litterally no movie released recently." I mumbled, bored. "You're—" He paused, rolling his eyes. "What do you want to do?" I smiled, looking around before sighing. "Let's just watch a movie." I said, chuckling. "There's nothing to do."

"You said hat was lame." He muttered while turning the TV on. "Whatever." I giggled a little. He turned the lights off, "Why'd you turn the lights off?" I asked, he shrugged, "Just because it's better if there's no light, the graphics, I mean." I nodded.

"Aren't you cold?" He asked, I nodded. "A little." He paused, smiling, "I'll get you a blanket." He said, jumping up the stairs. I blinked my eyes at his weird posture from behind, "You didn't have to..I was fine with or without the blanket." I rubbed the back of my head.

He came back with a blanket in his hand, "Beer? We're not partying yet." I chuckled as he placed the beer bottle on the table, he threw the blanket on my head, "We can." He said, sitting beside me. I watched as he opened the bottle. "You shouldn't drink." I frowned, he shrugged. "It's fine." I sighed,

"As you wish."

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"I swear I heard something there." I gasped. "You're not supposed to go there idiot! Come back! Come back—" I watched in horror as the monster ate her alive, and sighed. "She's so dumb, righ—" I turned to Jungkook, to see him on the couch, eyes drooping. "Are you cold?" I asked, pulling him a little closer as I put the blanket around him.

"Isn't this movie dumb?" He asked, looking my way, "Hm? Why?" He chuckled. "If she knew something nice isn't there, why would she want to go to check, isn't she dumb to go to get killed?" He asked. I blinked in confusion, "Are you drunk?" He nodded. "Answer me." He urged, putting his head against my shoulder as he held my hand.

"No. She isn't. If she didn't go to check it, how'll she find out what was there? And either way, one day, someone will go to check it, someone will have to. It's just the genre that decides if the check is good or not." I said.

"Like us?"

My breath hitched a little, "What do you mean 'like us'?" He smiled a little, looking at the screen. "Like how you knew I was the worst thing in the entire universe that'll happen to you, but you still decided to come to me anyway. What genre is our movie, Haerin?" I stopped, having no answer to his question.

"Am I such a fool?" He asked. "you're not a fool." I said, making him chuckle. "Then, what am I?" I turned to him, grabbing his face. He was crying, he looked tired, I am too.

"No. You're not a fool. Stop crying. You aren't a fool nor the worst thing to happen to me, you're not a psycho, you're not sick, you're not a murderer, you're not a cold hearted man who used me, and you're not my cold hearted husband.. You're..the the best thing I've ever come across, you're the person who takes bad things easily, you don't get sad at humiliating comments, you're not weak. You're a person who's trying his hardest to live his best life. You're the healthiest you can be, and you try hard. You're someone I'm not afraid to say made made me who I am today, because of you my father is awake and well. Because of you I am living a good life. You're...you're an angel to me. Don't thunk of yourself like that."

I was crying too, I was scared, it seemed like an endless loop where I'm stuck, I want to comfort him, I want to say he's my everything, but I can't. I'm afraid of the harsh reality, and that's me not being Seran, the woman he loved.

Just like in movies, if the female lead is dead then the hero stays stuck on her, but if the second lead is then he moves on? How is that even good. No one deserves to be forgotten, especially someone so important.

"You.." He moved his hand to my face, caressing it. "You're just like her, surprisingly, amazingly. I.." He leaned in, and before I could say anything, he kissed me.

My eyes widened a little, tears coming out, I tried to push him off but stopped. "I..I love you." He said, laying beside me on the couch, I couldn't smile to that, even though I wanted to. He held me close, kissing my forehead. He put his hand around my waist,
wiping my tears with his free one. "And I'll always love you." He smiled. "Just sleep." He said.

I closed my eyes, feeling warm. He got up, leaned in and kissed my forehead, "I'll just enjoy the leftover time I have with you." He said, making me smile just a little.