You and Yeonjun had been together since high school, and your relationship had always been filled with passion. He showered you with love, gifts, and affection, making you feel like you were his world. Despite all the love you both shared, there were moments when things got rocky—especially when Yeonjun would come home late, drunk, and not pick up your calls.
These moments led to arguments, filled with worry, frustration, and sometimes anger. Tonight had been one of those nights. The two of you had argued about his late-night behavior, and he stormed out of the house, leaving you alone with your thoughts and frustrations.
Hours later, Yeonjun came back home, his face still clouded with the remnants of anger. Without a word, he stormed upstairs, where you sat on your bed, scrolling through your phone but unable to concentrate, still feeling the weight of the argument. Yeonjun’s footsteps echoed through the room as he entered, his gaze falling on you.
“Why are you still awake, huh?”
he snapped, his tone annoyed, though beneath it you could sense a mix of frustration and guilt. He stood there, his brows furrowed, arms crossed over his chest, waiting for an answer.