*Warning! Contains Mature Content*
You wake up with a pounding head ache. You groan as you roll on your side, facing the wall. You look at the broken picture frame. "I'll clean it up later," you think as you close your eyes, waiting for sleep. But sleep didn't come. You groan again as you throw the covers off of you. You hear your stomach growl and get up to head to the kitchen for some food.
When you enter the hallway, you see a tall figure kneeling by the table. You freeze. "I thought I locked the door," you thought. You watch as the figure stands up and walks over to the trash can, a dustpan in his hand. You the remember the glass you dropped, but then you get confused. "Why is he cleaning for me?"
He dumps the shards in the trash and turns to you. Your mouth falls open as you realize who it is. "Jagiya," Chanyeol says. You don't respond. you don't know how to react. He starts walking over to you. "Jagiya," he repeats. You take a step back as he travels closer to you. He stops. You look at him for the first time since your fight. It's still him. His still the man you fell in love with. He has a small cut on his forehead and a bruise on his right arm. you want to wrap your arms around him, but refrain from doing so.
He stares at you, "Jagiya, I-"
"Why?" you interrupted. "Why have you been like this?"
He puts his head down. "I know you're mad. You have every right to be. But please," he looks up at you, tears forming in his eyes. "Listen to what I have to say."
You take a step forward and place a hand on his cheek. "Why have you been pushing me away?" you ask. You see a tear roll down his cheek. "Why didn't you want to see me at the hospital?"
"I couldn't face you," he says. "I thought you would still be mad at me. I thought-" his voice starts to break. More tears roll down his cheeks. "I thought you would leave me," He breacks down. You quickly wrap your arms around him and pull him close. He wraps his around your waist and sobs into your neck. "I'm sorry," he says between sobs. "I'm sorry for being an asshole. I'm sorry for causing you pain. I'm sorry for call you a bitch. "I'm so sorry."
You pull him closer and dig your head in his shoulder. His sobs echo in the hallway. "Channie," you whisper. Chanyeol continues crying. You now feel tears forming in your eyes. You hate seeing people cry, especially Chanyeol. He grips you tighter. "Don't leave me." he whimpers out. "Please don't leave me."
"Never," you say. You knew you should be mad at him, but you weren't. Your brain pushed the negatives away. You wanted Chanyeol. You didn't want to hold a grudge towards him.
You pull back a little and kiss him, forgetting how sweet his lips were. He doesn't hesitate to kiss you back as his hand moves up your back. You grab his face and pull his head closer down to yours. You miss his lips so much.
He breaks apart from you and grins. His cheeks are no longer wet and his eyes are sparkling. "I love you so much," he says before kissing you again. "I love you do Channie." You say as you hug him tighter. He chuckles. "I'll tell you everything. I promise."
You both are sitting on the living room floor. Chanyeol clenches your hand with such force, you feel like he's going to crush it. "My parents are making me quit music."
Your mouth falls open. "What?"
"Business is not doing great at their restaurant. They had some workers quit, so they need some extra help," he says.
"Why can't they hire someone else?" you ask.
"They don't have enough money to pay someone to work for them"
"So, why can't they tell the person they'll work for no pay? Or give them small wages?"
"Jagi, you know people won't work for no money. Not in this century." Chanyeol responds.
You let out a small sigh.
"I have to meet them tomorrow and talk to them," He looks up at you. "Can you come with me?"
"Sure," you answer immediately. You know how much he loves music, so you wanted to help him anyway you can.
Chanyeol threw his arms around you. "Thanks, Jagi," he says. "I'm really sorry for not telling you about this."
You smile and hold him close. The feeling of sadness slips away and all you care about is keeping Chanyoel close.
Later that night you and Chanyeol ordered some food and sat on the couch watching the TV. You snuggle close to his chest as he drapes his arm around you. "You're so beautiful," he says, looking down at you. "I'm sorry for being such a douche." he says.
"Stop apologizing. I already accepted it."
"I know, but I still feel bad," he whines.
"Stop feeling bad," you say as you lightly hit his chest.
Then, he grabs you and sets you on his lap. He buries his face in your neck. "I love you," he says as he places a kiss on your lips. You giggle as you wrap your arms around his waist.
His kisses got deeper. You pulled his head closer to yours. Your kisses fot sloppier