A short one to make up for my absence - I hope you like it!

 Goodbye Winter I Would I Smile

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Even after so many years, you still leave him breathless when he sees you. Even after so many years, every meeting felt like seeing you for the first time, the wild emotion called joy thundering madly in his chest. Even after so many years, he still loves you and he will till eternity.

You were stunning as always, but even more so today in the white get-up. He thought you looked like a princess – your big skirt was styled in tiers and your halter bodice was intricately designed with lace, making you look soft and royal at the same time. He remembered the times when you used to tell him about your dream wedding dress and today, you were wearing the one that both you and he had envisioned. He’d always known that you would look perfect – and you did.

“Hi Wonpil, thanks for coming today. I didn’t know if you would actually come…”

“You called me first after so long and I don’t think I could ever say no to that.”

He then tore his gaze from your eyes, worried that you’ll see that he still misses you. As much as he does, he will continue to smile for you today. Attempting his best, he schooled his features and looked you in the eye again. Mustering his courage again, he said the simple words that he hadn’t had the chances to say in such a long time.

“You looked gorgeous tonight Y/N.”

“Thank you.”

You then smiled at him, letting your eyes drop a little out of shyness. He recognises the curve of your lips very well – they were the ones that used to touch his own.

You still have the same pretty smile. You’re still the same.

He smiles back at you but behind that loving smile he was hiding something – he was hiding a whole sea of regret and sorrow. Tonight, you won’t be walking down the aisle towards him. Tonight, he will watch as you marry someone else, someone that wasn’t him. Tonight, he will lose you forever. How did this even all happen? That stabbing pain in his chest refused to be ignored and memories of your time together washed over him like a tidal wave.

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“Hey babe.”

You wrapped your arms around Wonpil’s neck but he was unresponsive. His eyes were glued to the piece of paper in front of him as he scratched out words – lyrics that were absolutely unsatisfactory to him. You hung onto him for a few more minutes, hoping he would say something to acknowledge your presence.

But nothing came. All you could hear was his ragged breathing and furious scratching.

“Wonpil, aren’t you going to… at least say something? I’ve been standing here for so long.”

He didn’t even bother looking at you before his hot words hit you.

“Look Y/N I’m busy now. You don’t have to bother about me. Just go do your things.”

 “Ok then, could you at least tell me what you want for dinner? I’ll make it for you.”

“Anything is fine.”

You then backed away silently to the kitchen, busying yourself by preparing dinner for both of you.

“Wonpil, food’s ready. Do you want to come and eat?”

“Just place it next to me.”

You then did as he said, and he merely nodded at you before focusing back on his work. You ate your dinner alone in silence before retiring to your room silently. You decided that you would let it go this time round – you didn’t have the heart to argue with him seeing how hard he was working.

When you woke up in the middle of the night to find the spot beside you void of his warmth, you walked out to see if he was still working. You found him missing but everything else was untouched – including his dinner. In a sudden surge of anger, you dumped his dinner into the trash bin without hesitation and that was when the first tears began to sting your eyes.

Over time, this sort of behaviour became a habit. When you came home, he would either be buried in his work or the house would be empty. Any attempts for him to spend time with you would be turned down and eventually, you stopped asking. Yet, you never stopped caring for him. You made sure he didn’t skip meals, you kept his things in place when he was too tired to clean up after working and so much more. Despite all your effort, he never once showed gratitude in any form - not even a simple thank you. He was simply too absorbed into his own work to notice anything that you did for him.

But tomorrow was going to be different.

“Wonpil, come back home early tomorrow.”

“Ok.”