Confront him? How? Hey, I heard you were supposed to marry someone else but didn't because of me and now she's back, are you seeing her behind my back? or both of you are just patiently waiting for our contract to be over?  I groaned, covering my face with both of my palms. I'll be hurt either way.

"WIFEEEEYYYY I'M HOOOMMEEEEEEE" I jumped in place and held my heart. If he doesn't kill me from heartbreak, he'll kill me from heart attack.

I ran back and forth from the bed, to the door, contemplating if I should go greet him or if I should pretend to be asleep. I frowned when I hear a thud and then followed by his windshield laugh. Cautiously, I peeked outside the room but he's nowhere in sight.

"Seokjin?" I called

"Presentttt!!!" I followed his voice and found him at the foot of our stairs with his hand raised, his face red and his clothes in disarray. 

"Did you fall off the stairs?" I frowned some more as I ran down to assist him. 

He snorted and struggled to stand up, "No, I slid down." he laughs as I caught him just in time before his falls back to the ground.

"You're drunk." I wrinkled my nose, struggling to assist him up the stairs.

"No no no no! My wife will be angry with drunk." He slurs "I'm just intoxicated." he sassily flicks his fringe

"There's no difference." I huffed as I guide him up, I had his arm over my shoulder and my arm wrapped around his waist

"There isss. It's classyyyyy- er" I cringed and pushed his head away since he's leaning to me and if he keeps doing it we might roll back down

"So much for coming back early." I grumbled as we finally reach the top of the stairs.

I exhaled as I push him on the bed and placed my hands on either side of my hips as he chuckles. I just stared at him and my eyes softened. Did he get himself so drunk because she's back and he can't do anything about it since he's tied to me?

"Stand up, you should get changed. You reek alcohol!" I grabbed his wrist and helped him sit up when he hugged my waist as soon as he did so.

"My wife. My beautiful wife." A simple compliment made me feel weak in my knees. Why? Why do I have to realize all of these feelings for him now? Just why? Was I born to be hurt or something?

They say drun