Y/N was currently in the laundry room staring silently at the spinning dirty clothes with her mind seem to roam into another dimension.

For the first time, Y/N smile at the thoughts that run freely in her mind.

She smile for she momentarily forget how she and her husband, Hoseok was currently facing and let the happy time they spend together played willingly in her stress out mind.

She let those sweet memories of them played without the horrible sight and feelings.

As she dwell with her missed distant memory a barely conscious drunk Hoseok harshly strode in and noisily threw himself at the couch.

The man, despite his state angrily scan the house with his blazing eyes franticly searching for his untrusted wife.

Dwelling with the thought of her busy gawking or meeting up with someone else that failed her to serve nothing but him, set his heart at rage.

He felt his throat dry and seem to itch that failed him to scream and called for the girl. Instead he let himself go up and hear the noise of a machine coming from the laundry room.

He stood up slowly when his head suddenly throb that cause his eye sight to spin that make him closed his eyes for a minute.

When the throbbing of pain and dizziness subdue, Hoseok finally stood up and he let his body move taking the path where the noise is coming from.

The man sighs and slowly open the door with all his might not to make any sound.

And the next thing he knew, he was staring at his wife with so much affection, his eyes seem to be glassy.

There, he stood up while he saw how her wife smiled with her eyes barely seen due to smilling. He saw how her wife reaction suddenly change, from that happy face to a confused and hurt one.

Her eyes failed once again together with her heart setting into a torture- agonizing pain her horrible memory with his beloved husband played non-stop where it repeat again and again that made her lose all control of her emotion.

The next thing Hoseok knew was her wife was already kneeling with her hand on her face, sobbing like there's no tomorrow together with her faint scream of plea.

It is the first time...

It is the first time Hoseok's heart softened as he saw her wife at pain.

No, it's not.

Jung Hoseok's POV

'Y/N...'

My heart shattered. The rage of the blazing hatred in me suddenly dissappear in a snap.

I don't know how, but maybe it was my wife's sudden breakdowns.

I was planning to shout at her but ended up to just stare.

I want to fucking punch myself for being a asshole, a bastard, for being a... monster, a demon.

I watched and heard her faint scream, her deafening sobs, how her scarred face due to  my.. beating.. was filled with her streaming set of big fat tears out of agony.

The tears I was trying to stop suddenly stream down my hurt- sorry face.

Y/N doesn't seem to noticed me as I slowly pushed the door and walk up to her, alcohol was seem to leaved my system.

I put my hands in my mouth trying to hold back my sobs.

I kneel down beside her and hug her tight.

'I'm really sorry, Y/N-ssi.'

"Woi. Stop crying." my voice failed to sound commanding, it failed to be strong it suddenly cracked and the next thing I knew I was also crying hard.

As I hug her tight, I can feel her body goes up and down due to crying and heaving trying to catch her shorten supply of oxygen.

Silence fell upon us, only cries can be heard, no words left our mouth.

I kissed her hair. I feel her stop as she cling into my arms around her shoulder up to her head caging her that caused her to stop shortly that was followed with more heavier cries and sobs.

We stayed like that for God know's how long. I never stop kissing her head and hair.

'I miss doing this.'

Y/N stopped crying. I slowly tilt her to face me.

My tears that stopped long ago even before Y/N stop was threating to fall down again as I stare up close to my pitiful wife.

"Y-yeobo," I stutter. A tear lone down her face. I wipe it off quickly as I stared at her in the eyes.

No words was said or say, but our eyes seems to understand each other well.

'I'm sorry, I'm sorry...' I said in my mind as I let that emotion show off in my eyes as I stare at her, showing her how sorry I am.

"H-ho....bi," she called, her voice coated with so much longingness like she was hoping for this moment to come long ago and suddenly hug me tight while sobbing hard.

I hug her back as tight as her hug. Another moment past with us like that. No one cares.

I slowly lift Y/N's face and wiped her tears.

I close my eyes and kiss her sweetly in the forehead. I smile while my eyes still closed my hand was placed from the side of her slim beautiful face as my thumb was rubbing soothing circle in her cold cheecks.

I feel her closed her eyes and slightly tilt her head and hold my hand in her that was still on her face. I slowly kiss both her eyes and gently lick the tears on her cheeks. Her cheeks lift up slightly and I know she's smiling.

I kiss her nose without breaking the light kisses till I reach down her perfect though pale lips and kiss it gentle and slowly.

A kiss of apology and regret, a kiss of passion and longingness, a kiss that was first gentle turns into passionate, aggresive, deep kiss. Asking for forgiveness but expresses anger.

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