𝙷𝚊-𝚓𝚘𝚘𝚗 ♪

𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗌𝖾𝖽.

You promised you'd be there for him through thick and thin, through the hard times and the good ones, but just recently you've started to die down on showing up to his volleyball competitions. This--of course made Ha-joon very choler, he always expected you to be there, and you missing out on not one, not two, not three, but four games of his only made him want to ignore you for the whole day. Ha-Joon always was there for you, every time you got a work promotion he'd be there with a cake in his hand and some wine to celebrate the evening you got home. Maybe his parents were right? Maybe you weren't the one but Ha-Joon wanted to deny that they were the slightest bit of right, he wanted to make sure that this relationship was going to work.

Finally, it reached night and Ha-joon constantly texted you to see if you had made it home yet but no answer was given to him, he let out a hefty sigh as he turned off his phone and looked out the window of the taxi driver's car. Once he made it home he entered the house, locking it behind him, he threw his volleyball bags down by the slightly messed up couch and entered the room. His fist clenched as he slammed the door shut, he plopped down on the ottoman and leaned forward. His elbows on his knees and his head in his hands.

"why..." he whispered to himself as a single droplet escaped his blue eyes. "WHY THE HELL DIDNT YOU COME, AGAIN!?" He burst out screaming, standing up and grabbing one of your favorite vases and throwing it to the ground; shattering it to pieces. He was outraged by the fact this was your fourth time missing his games. "YOU PIECE OF SHIT!" He screamed he growled throwing things that he was able to pick up and tossing them across the room, even putting a damage in the wall.

He paused hearing the doorknob click, you entered the house, he turned around and exited the room seeing you stand there with your messy bun, making his eye twitch. "Why didn't you come.. again?"

You stood there like a horse spotting something before shaking your head and looking a bit sadened. "Im sorry babe.. it been-" before you could even finish he answered for you. "Work?" He scoffed, his eye twitching. "That's always your excuse! You miss my games, you miss our date nights! For fuck sake what are you gonna miss out on next our fucking wedding!?" He panted, his teeth gritting. "I don't even know if this relationship is going to work." He whispered, looking away.

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