"choi yumi!" banging on your 13 years old's door, you felt your heart clench when you heard a muffled 'go away!' from her on the other side of the door.
with tears in your eyes, you left to your shared bedroom with your husband who has yet to return from work. normally, san would be back around 10:00, it's 11:57.
sighing, you stare ar the door of your bedroom, snuggly tucked in your bed, hoping that san would walk in with the usual bright smile on his face.
as if on cue, said man enters the bedroom happily with a beautiful bouquet of flowers in his hand. his smile falters upon seeing your teary eyes. he scrambled his way towards you, hastily abandoning everything he had in his hands to fill it with your cheeks.
"why are you crying, my love?" you suck in a shaky breath, "i just- it's... so hard to be a parent, sannie." the male felt his heart shatter as you let out a broken sob, "i know, love. i know it's hard," he kisses your forehead, "but every relationship has its ups and downs."
he moved to place you on his lap, "do you remember how many times we broke up all those years ago?" he giggled, trying to lighten the mood, but you only hit his chest. "don't even remind me, do you know how upset i was?"
san only smiles and kisses you lovingly, hands securely wrapped around your waist. you smiled into the kiss and fiddled with the hair on his nape. soon, your daughter comes rushing into your room with tears in her eyes, "ma, i'm sorry!"
shoving her dad aside, yumi pounces you and sobbed into your shoulder, mumbling soft apologies into your shoulder. you and san share a look before you smile and hug your daughter tightly, san doing the same.
