Chapter 32

Yubin POV

"Unnie~"

My eyes fluttered open, adjusting to the light before darting around the room.

Oh.

The fight.

An empty feeling settled in my chest as I painfully remembered the foolish decision I made.

No.

Not foolish. Responsible, and mature decision...that may have felt foolish only because of how much I loved that jerk.

I felt the weight in the bed shift as my sister threw her arms around me and nuzzled her face in my neck like she used to do when she was younger.

"Hey. What time is it?" I asked sleepily.

"Almost one," she said plainly.

I sighed, remembering how Seokjin and I was just sleep till one or two in the afternoon, or if we were awake, how we'd just cuddle until then.

"You've sighed quite a lot since we got here. And your eyes are all puffy because I'm going to assume you've been crying. You wanna tell me what happened and why you're not all smitten with Prince Charming?" She asked.

I averted my gaze to the white blanket.

"I don't want to talk about it. It's silly, you shouldn't be getting stressed over my problems," I muttered.

She rolled her eyes and groaned, "Would you stop doing that? I'm not a kid anymore unnie. You keep hiding your struggles for the sake a bearing the burden but that's so dumb. I'm a married woman, I'm pretty sure your relationship problems is one of the easiest things I can help you with."

She looked at me seriously, obviously willing to listen to my stupid problems.

So I ended up letting it all out. And I mean all of it. The whole truth of the fight and the ugly things we both said to each other. I told her every little detail, and she sat there and listened while I ranted with my whole chest.

I found myself crying as I spoke, realizing how dumb my fight with Seokjin was.

Eunbi comfortingly rubbed my back helping me calm down as I hiccuped.

"So tell me unnie...why are you crying?" She asked softly.

"Because I miss him, and I hate fighting. Especially if it's with someone I love. I hurt him so bad Eunbi," I mumbled.

She tenderly cupped my face, "Well first of all, he said something equally hurtful back to you and second of all, the fact that you're here crying over someone you love so dearly shows me you two will be just fine. Take it from me unnie. I'm married to the guy I've been dating for over ten years. Do you think we didn't fight over stuff like this? Oh god no we fought all the time. Especially about seven years in, it was so bad that we actually took about a two or three month break. I hated it and I felt incomplete without him. It's exactly like you told me, relationships are always bumpy roads. It's your and your partner's job to find the smoothest route. You love him. And he loves you. You were both angry and things were said. But that doesn't mean that you can't reconcile just as fast."

"But we're fighting over the future of our child. That's not a one day argument," I cried.

"Maybe not. Maybe there's some underlining issues that you two need to sort out. But for the sake of your baby, and you're genuine love and happiness, you'll figure it out. You have to. And to be fair, I see his point. Although I will literally strangle him for calling you weak-minded. But he's not wrong about you sacrificing everything for everyone else. That's not a bad quality, but it can make you naive. You want to help others at the expense of your own happiness. Mom, dad, and I would always watch you with such guilt because of all that you did for us. He doesn't want his daughter to grow up thinking she needs to be there for everyone else. If she can't satisfy her own needs, the world will never respect her. That's why he wants to do this. But on the other hand, your point is valid too. You want her to have dreams. To enjoy her childhood innocence instead of being thrown into the unfortunate life of 'famous parents.' If you two could talk it out and compromise, you'd become so much stronger as a couple."

I mulled over her words. She wasn't wrong. I knew we had to talk it out. That's all anyone ever needed to do to sort out problems.

The issue was, I felt like I needed time to cool off. Maybe it was the kicked in mother instincts but the thought of my daughter not being able to freely choose her life irked me. I felt like I was being trapped in that house all over again.

"You don't have to go back right away. Maybe stay here till the party. It's in a few days anyway. This way I can get some auntie time with my little girl and you can cool off a bit more. But don't get all flustered because of one fight. One fight is worth a whole relationship. If you can work through a fight, then it shows the two of you are mature enough to be in a relationship together."

I hugged my sister tightly, "When did you become so mature hmm?"

She looked at me with a twinkle in her eyes, "I'm married and...I had the best role model growing up."

Seokjin POV

God she was going to hate me.

After waking up to an empty bed, total dread and panic settled into me.

I was worried. Petrified to be honest. Worried that she was so mad that she wouldn't even call me to tell me she was going into labor.

What if she purposefully tried to keep me away from Suyeon? After all this time, would she?

I hated myself for having such little faith in us after a minor fight but I had always been so insecure about this stuff.

I tossed and turned in the bed even though it was long past noon.

I wondered if she had eaten, if she had slept well, if her back and feet was bothering her, if Eunbi had totally taken her baby bump hostage. All these little things that made me smile and cry out in longing all at once.

I thought about our fight. I had gotten so heated that I said one of the worst things I could've ever possibly uttered. I didn't mean it when I said she was 'weak-minded.' On the contrary. I thought she was one of the strongest people I knew. It's just that I didn't want my child to suffer as much as she did where she had to worry about giving up everything for someone else.

That's why I wanted her to take over. So that she'd have the automatic respect she deserved through hard work.

But for the sake of our relationship I tried to see if from Yubin's perspective.

She wanted Suyeon to choose her own path because dreams were apart of childhood innocence and it was unfair for us to vicariously bestow our dreams of success onto them.

I thought back to when I was a young child. When my parents were still alive. I remember wanting to be a singer for the longest time. I loved it. I truly felt at peace when I got to sing. I dreamed that one day I'd stand on the big stage.

I had that ripped from me the day I went in for an audition. The day that my parents got into their accident.

I had to miss the audition to stand helplessly by their sides:

My idea of dreams had been skewed by the unfortunate tragedy of my life. But I remember before all of that happening how excited I would be everyday just to sing a song.

It made me envision Suyeon. Would she waddle around as a toddler declaring her profession as a professional finger-painter? Or when she was an adolescent would she rave about being a police officer? And when she hit secondary school, would she say she didn't know?

The freedom in dreaming and the versatility in interests...it would be criminal of me to take that right away from someone so helpless.

Maybe I did want to protect her so she never had to worry. But struggling was apart of life. She could grow up figuring out her own path while I guided her along the way, instead of me making the pathway for her myself.

I understood why Yubin had pushed back so hard. She couldn't imagine her daughter growing up without the opportunity in the way that she had. So in a way, our ideologies collided. We had the same reasoning and went about explaining and understanding it all wrong.

I wanted to talk to her so bad. I was so tempted to pack up everything and run to her. But I wouldn't.

I had to respect her space for the time being. If I pushed myself onto her, she might get off-put. I was also partially scared of her sister beating me up.

I trusted Yubin enough to know that she would be willing to work this out. And if it meant waiting a bit longer just so we could properly talk it out, then I'd wait.

I'd wait because I never cared about something so much, the way I care for Yubin and Suyeon.