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By the time I got home from the day. Minjae didn't say a word to me. When I opened the door into our apartment he laid on the couch watching TV without acknowledging me. I glance over at him.

I walk over to the couch and sit myself down next to him. "Min, I'm sorry." He doesn't look away from the TV.

"I should've thought of you" I softly spoke, my head down. I spot his hand and grasp onto it. Can't he talk to me? I missed his voice all day.

"Minjae, please talk to me" He scoffed, hastily rising from his spot next to me.

His back facing me, appearing like a stone wall between us.

"I don't like it when I'm treated like a fool" He grunted his teeth. "All I wanted to do was spend time with you."

I trail after him like a lost puppy. It wasn't my intention to treat him like a fool.

"I wasn't thinking. I'm sorry." I try to take his hand into mine.

"Alright?" I cup his cheek coaxing him to look into my eyes. I glance down at his lips. I lean to place a quick peck.

"I won't let it happen again. I promise you" I whisper in the air space between our lips.

I bring him into my embrace. However, his arms remain limp on his sides.

"Yeah..."

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