fourteen

                                    

                                          
     
                          
         At the one of the most special day of his life, Wonwoo promised infront of many people and most especially to his bride, to be the most better version of him and to love her eternally.


                          
Everything was a first for him, how people get married and have a family of his own, though he's sometimes anxious, he just brushed all those thoughts off and looked on the brighter side and how life can be more exciting now that he's married to a woman he once dreamt of and now is beside him.


                          
Funny how people think that getting married, having a child is required but in his case, he does want to, why wouldn't he when it's his beloved that is bearing their child, but she didn't want to yet and wholeheartedly, he respected her decision.


                          
He didn't marry her for her body after all, he married her soul and all that she is was more than enough for him.



                          
Y/N's POV


                          
"I think I might loose my mind—No! I think I'm loosing my mind."


                          
I bit my nails out of nervousness. I don't know why but ever since I've finished reading that part of my journal, I somewhat felt nervous after some time. 


                          
After thinking everything out thoroughly, I've never thought I could feel extremely guilty for someone like this when I didn't even know what exactly I did. Well, because I wasn't in this world on that day.


                          
He's really kind. He's so gentle. Everything about him, I find it so attractive that thinking wether I'll stay here or not came in to my mind again and I found it so hard to decide.


                          
Isn't this instant blessing if ever I decide to stay? Already having a husband like him for a lifetime really tempts me to stay.


                          
But if I won't go back, what will I do with my life there? I will miss the life I have there too, my parents—oh no...my parents... 


                          
Is someone taking over my place while I'm not there?


                          
If only I could combine this parallel world and my world, I would but I know it already sounds impossible.


                          
If ever I do gor back, there's still a Wonwoo there, right? And I know their the same person. 


                          
I'm the same person here too, my bestfriend as well, he must be too, right?


                          
But the thing is, we'll become once again, distant. He doesn't know me nor even know that I even exist.


                          
My mind is so messed up! What should I do?! Really?!


                          
I abruptly closed my journal and run my hands through my hair as I walked to the door.



                          
I wasn't even done with my problems but I have to face Wonwoo and the awkwardness that could possibly surface. He's still kinda quiet until now so...


                          
I looked back on my vanity and checked myself on the mirror, fixing my hair that I just messed up before taking a deep breath and finally turning the doorknob, slowly opening the door.


                          
If I run into him, what will I do—


                          
When I was about to descend the stairs, he suddenly popped out of nowhere that I even unconsciously halted from taking any more steps.


                          
He gave me a half smile and looked at me for who knows how long before slowly ascending the stairs. He was just staring at me while taking the stairs, he was walking slow that out of nervousness, my heart started pounding uncontrollably fast.



                          
I didn't even have any time to think on what should I do if ever I ran into him.


                          
I know now's not too late but my mind can't seem to function nor process anything but just think and register how hella hot he looks just by ascending the stairs.


                          
His eyes, they were sharp but how his slight smile dominate his face, makes it so soft and warm.


                          
I've always liked how his eyes looked so fierce while on stage—


                          
In less then a minute or so, he was already infront of me. He's so close. The spaces between our faces was shorter than I could even expect.


                          
"I was about to wake you up.", He said with his husky morning voice. Why does his voice have to be this deep? And sexy!?


                          
"Uhm...", I started but not a single word seems to follow. He was just staring and I was also, only that I'm anxious and self-conscious. I could even feel him getting closer now that I could feel his hot breath against my skin.


                          
He doesn't want to take advantage but he sure knows how to tease.


                          
"What are you thinking?", He asked and what surprised me is that he smirked. I mean, it's super normal for a person to smirk but he just can't, not right now, in this situation.


                          
"I—I'm not s—sure. W—What about y—you?"


                          
"Nothing but you."


                          
"Why?", What is he thinking about that I'm even there? 


                          
"No reason."


                          
I didn't know what to tell anymore neither he spoke again. He was just staring, his pair of orbs looking straight into my eyes, actually piercing right through my soul. 


                          
I wanted to ask what's still up but I couldn't, the way his sharp eyes stares put me into some sort of mental breakdown, but in the best way possible.


                          
I can't believe the me in this world didn't want to feel him—


                          
Without thinking twice, I finally let my mind loose. I grabbed him by his shirt's neckline, leaned closer and crashed my lips into his.


                          
But the moment I did, I suddenly regretted doing such. It was my first that I didn't know how it actually works. My lips didn't move a single inch neither was his.


                          
It probably surprised him too that I already had thoughts of letting go but suddenly—so suddenly, he wrapped his hands around my waist and pulled me even closer, deepening the kiss.


                          
And now that it actually felt real, I really liked the intoxicating feeling.