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Lee Ha Kyung's POV

I was surprised 'cause when I opened the door..

"OPPA?"

Am I dreaming? Is this really him?

"Lee Ha Kyung, I'm back."

My heart started to beat fast, just like before.

But it's not because of love anymore.

Pain? Anger? Hate? I think it's regret. 

"Hello. What brings you here?"

I saw his smile fade away. 

"I've waited for what felt like a thousand years just to see you again and that's all you're gonna say?"

"What do you expect me to say?"

"Are you still mad?"

Mad? Im not mad. But I'm not okay either. I'm just~ I can't~

"I'm not mad. Not at all. I'm happy for you. You're rich and I feel like everyone knows your name. You got everything you wanted, Kim Himchan."

"Not everything. The way you say my name... it changed. "

"Well, a lot has changed."

 I heard someone scoff at the background. 

I turned to see Lu Han. I signaled him to come closer and he did.

As soon as he saw a guy in front of me, He put his arm around my waist.

Lu Han: "Yah. He looks very familiar. I think I've seen him before. Who is he, yeobo?"

Me: "I'm sure you've seen him before. He's famous now. Lu Han, he's Kim Himchan.. an old.. an old friend of mine. Himchan Oppa, he's Luhan. He's my.. ugh.. he's my.."

Lu Han: "I'm her husband."

He said, offering Oppa a hand.

Himchan: "Your.. your husband?"

I felt his eyes were on me, I met his gaze. Thinking that it would be some sort of proof that I'm stronger now, that I've forgotten about everything.

Lu Han: "That's right. It's nice to meet one of Yeobo's friends. Want to come in?"

Himchan: "Naah, I don't want to be that much of a disturbance. I'll drop by again soon."

He smiled.

"Goodbye, my little Ha Kyungie~"

He turned his back at me. Wait, I think I've seen this before.

I shut the door immediately.

I don't want to remember.  

I hate myself because there's actually nothing to forget.

We were never together.

And well, I guess, that's the point... we were never together.

Lu Han's POV

She removed my arm around her shoulder.

Me: "Yah~ I'm sorry about not telling you, okay? Don't be mad now. You know I hate this.."

Ha Kyung: "Want to make up for it?"

Me: "What exactly do you have in mind?"

Ha Kyung: "Have your car keys with you?"

I nodded. I was surprised when he dragged me outside.

"YAH! Where are we going?"

 She pushed me into the driver's seat and sat in the passenger's seat.

"I want some Kimchi soup. Drive."

And I just followed her. But wait...

"YAH~ Why did you have to drag me here? You know how to cook that!"

"AISH! Your wife wants Kimchi soup. JUST DRIVE, Lu Han."

Fine.. fine.

We found this little restaurant at the side of the street. I parked the car and she quickly stormed out and entered.

What's wrong with this girl?

 I walked out and found her... already drinking a shot of Soju.

I stole the glass from her.

"YAH~ What's wrong with you?"

"What? I can't drink? Who are you to say that?"

"I'm your husband. AND YES, YOU CAN'T DRINK. I'm taking this glass away from you."

"It's okay, I have another one right here."

My eyes widened when she finished one glass in one gulp.

"I thought you wanted Kimchi soup?"

"I'm just waiting for it to arrive! KEKEKEKE~ Kimchi soup is perfect with soju. Come over and sit beside me."

I did so.. with my arms crossed.

My eyebrows met when she suddenly pinched my cheeks.

"How about you, my cute hubby? What do you want? KEKEKE!"

"AISH! Let go of my cheeks!"

"Fine. So cranky."

Soon, the Kimchi soup arrived.

She ate only a spoon of it.

"I'm done eating! KEKEKE~"

"Yah~ You just ate a spoon!"

"I'm full already. Time for soju!"

She was gonna take another cup when I grabbed it.

But it was no use because she had another one in her other hand.

Damn, she's fast. She's had what? 3 shots already?!

"Why are you doing this?"

"Nothing... KEKE."

Her eyes got chinkier. She got another glass and drank it straight.

"THAT'S IT. Enough, we're going home."

"But why, Lu Han? The party's just getting started! WOOT WOOO!"

"Stop it, Lee Ha Kyung. You're drunk. Come on, let's go."

I left some money on the table and slowly lifted her.

We walked out the restaurant. 

"What do you think you're doing? ISH CANSH HANDLE MYSELF. LET ME GO.."

Seriously, this girl sometimes... I was getting ticked off.

"Are you sure you want me to let you go?"

"OF COURSH~ KEKE."

I let her go and as I expected ,she fell down. 

When I was supposed to get her back up.. I realized that she was...

she was.... crying.

I weakened.

I raised her up and hugged her tight.

I may not know the reason why but I don't know... I suddenly had the urge to hug her.

"That was the problem. You let me go and you left..."

She started to hit my chest hard..

"YOU LEFT WITHOUT SAYING GOODBYE! I hate you! I hate you for leaving me! I hate you so much..."

I just rubbed her back slowly, trying to ease the pain. 

"I hate you, Himchan. You were my first love..."

Upon hearing that, my eyes widened.

Realizing that.. that guy.. that thing... was his first love.

I felt myself feeling uncomfortable, threatened.

I don't know why. 

"You let me go and you left..."

I hugged her tighter.

"I'm never gonna leave. '"

I wiped the tears from her eyes and laid her in the car.

I started driving. She fell asleep and yet she was still ctying.

I hate seeing her like this. I hate that guy.. that thing. Just thinking about him makes me wanna..

Don't get me wrong. I don't love her.

I just care for her. She's my wife.

I mean, it's in me to.. care.

Right, I'm her husband. But I have a bad feeling about something..

I don't know what.. but there's one thing I know..

I may be her husband but no one can compare to one's first love..