Chapter 1

A bright lights flashing on my eyes. I see your features. I know it's you. I walk to you, but you stand there. Not moving. The more closer I come, the more steps you take backing away from me. Until the point I start to run to you but it felts like you are so far away, so far from me. Suddenly I tripped my feet. I look up and see no one in front of me. No lights. It's dark. I heard a voice.

"Hwayoung, I missed you."

I opened my eyes slowly. It's a dream?

I woke up slowly, turning my head to the right. It's already morning 8.35 a.m. I took my phone. Full of notifications but not from him. I do my bed and walk to the kitchen. Placing all the ingredients that I need to the table. I want to make a pancake. After done doing the mixture, I heat the pan and put a spoon of butter into the pan.

While doing my breakfast, I was thinking about the dream. Did I really missed him until the point I can dream of him almost everyday. Yes. This is not the first time I'm dreaming about him.

After done doing the pancake, I put some maple syrup on top of the pancake, I brought it to the table on a living room. I took my phone, dialing someone I really missed too.

Unfortunately his not answering my call. I put down my phone. Thinking a little while. And then try to call someone he really closed too. I open up my speaker. After a few of beeping sound. I heard a voice, make me relieved a little bit.

"Hey, Hwayoung. What's up girls? It's rare of you to call me this early morning. Hehehe..."

"Hey, nothing much and it's not so 'early morning' Namjoon. Hahaha, where are you right now?"

"I'm at studio. Ok, wait a minute. I think you call me because of your Bae right? Wait I check on him..."

The call was hold down for a sec until he return back.

"Don't worry Hwayoung. Suga hyung is in his studio. I thought I'm the one who stay up here until today hahaha...."

"Oh, thank you so much, Namjoon. I'm just overly worried on him. He didn't answer my call. I know his working but I can't help it. Hmm.. Sorry for disturbing you bro."

"Oh no no. You can ask anything from me. If you need anything, you can call me. I'll help you...no matter what happen. I'll be there for you."

There's a moment of silent between Namjoon and me. Why he said it like that and I was found it kinda weird.

"Okay, I think there's nothing I want to say, so.. Goodbye, Namjoon. Please take care of Yoongi for me."

"No prob, Hwayoung. Goodbye." His voice sounds so charming. I bet he is smiling, remembering how cute is it to see his dimple. But no one can't win my husband's cuteness.

I walk to get my charger. I charge my phone and turn on the radio. Playing the song by Bazzi, I.F.L.Y. I'm so fucking love this song. Usually I used to play all those sad song like little do you know by alex sierra, please don't say you love me by Gabrielle Alpin and so many more.

I found it was beautiful. A poetry lyrics with a beautiful rhythm. So nice to heard, too sad to be heard too and...

Tok tok tok

Urghh..what the hell let me finish words.

I walk to the front door. Checking into the intercom. I smiled widely. Giving him a big huge and he just accepted it, chuckled a little.

"Why you didn't tell me you coming back home. Urghhh...I just make a breakfast for one."

I walk to the table and notice that he followed me on the back. Then, he hugged me from the back.

"You don't need to make a breakfast for two. We can share it, right?"

"What if I don't want too?"

"I know you want too..." He gave me a small peck on my cheeks.

"Seriously? Hahaha, let me go. What do you want to eat? I'll make a pancake. Anything else you want, honey?"

"I want ermm...a piece of pancake, a little bit of honey and You." I scoffed hearing his cheesy words. He makes me cringed a lot but I didn't know how I can handle this.

"Hey stob it! Stop being silly and let me go. I need to cook Yoongi-sshi." He didn't break the hug and I'll just let it him do what he want.

It was so much annoying for me to done the work, is he sleeping on my back or what. The heaviness make me open up my mouth to say something that may lead to unexpected things.

"Yoongi-sshi, did you gain weight or what. Your head was so heavy. Your body too. Shit! Let me go. I think you need to gave up on a flour food."

He break the hug, face down.

"Okay."

He walk away leaving me and shut the bedroom door loudly. Is he sulking or what?

"Are you sulk over me? Ok then! Don't eat breakfast! I'll eat alone!!!!" I shout quite loud to attract him but seems like it was a failure for me. After done doing the pancake. He doesn't go out from the bedroom. He locked it and act like a kid. "Seriously bro."

"Honey... I'm sorry okay. I didn't mean to said that you fat, but yes you are fat. You know how I was so honest to you. Isn't a good things to be honest to my beloved husband." No sound to be heard. I peep my ears to the door. I can't hear. Nothing.

"Honey....Min Yoongi....Agust D....."

"A to the G to the U to the STD eyyyyy...." Suddenly the door was open and I fall to the floor.

"You break my ears. Shut up bitch and stop rapping. It not suits you. Hahahahaha..." I pout a little and he help me to stand up. He put his hand on my waist and were going to sit on a sofa. Facing to the table. The pancakes is getting cold.

"I'm sorry for not coming home. I've done doing all the record. And one more thing..." He brings out a paper that fold nicely and gave it to me.

"What's this?" I smiled on him and he make a sign to open the letter. I look at him a little while, then try to read his mind by looking into his eyes.

Is he trying to fool me or is he being serious? Hmm, he is serious right now. Before opening it, "Did you rush back to home after waking up at your studio???"

"Yup, why?" Yoongi change his expression, blurr for a while. Wandering why his wife ask that kind of question on him.

"You know your face look so cute when you awake. It was kinda like a fat marshmallows."

"I know you like it Hwayoung-sshi." I giggle and whispered on him.

"Yes I do."

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"My love for you was endless at the point I'm afraid of losing you." - Hwayoung

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