Another Winter
another Winter 19th

YangCheon, 10 PM KST.

John walked in with slightly staggered steps. Both sides of his cheeks were reddened, the smell of alcohol enveloping him.

For some reason, today he was eager to cram the drink he had been avoiding, Soju*. I hope a little trouble can be forgotten for a moment. The move stopped near a pole, looking at the wife who smiled kindly to the customer, her heart warmed too.

"It's so pretty. "he murmured on the threshold of consciousness.

Suddenly, John squatted down, his stomach feeling hot and nauseous. And soon spewed all the alcohol out of his stomach. John has a low tolerance for alcohol, which is why he avoids it.

"Damn!! " he lamented while rubbing his slightly wet thin lips.

Not wanting to trouble Hyuji, John turned the steps. Go home and calm down at home.

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Hyuji sighed, the feeling of worry about John not contacting him at all for a full day made his heart uneasy. In fact, the message he sent this morning did not get a reply.

Almost reaching the doorknob of the house with two large bags in both palms, Hyuji again could not help his condolences. Lowering the luggage, switching out the phone from the pocket of the small bag that was at the waist, Hyuji pressed the green button to contact John.

"Where exactly is this brengs*k?" hyuji was furious because he never got an answer to the call he made. "Be careful if I don't see you in the house!" annoyed Hyuji while pressing the passcode of the house and in a hurry to be overwhelmed with anxiety and annoyance when taking off his footwear.

However, something welcomed his inhaling senses when the door managed to open. Instantly the nausea came back, stirring up Hyuji's entire stomach. However, all was lost because the maniknya found the figure of John lying on the sofa. With a messy situation. Eager to curse, but Hyuji held back strongly.

Putting the two large bags that had been twitching on both arms, walked closer to John. Glancing at the Wall Clock that pointed at the number eleven over thirty minutes.

"What did this man do? Why is he drunk like this? How much soju did he drink like this? You know you can't drink, too?!" grumbling Hyuji while enduring the nausea from the pungent smell of alcohol.

Suddenly John opened the two beads and presented a warm smile to Hyuji who was still standing next to him.

"Have Hyu gone home? I've been waiting for you since!"

"Hey, you drink?"

John just nodded in response to the woman.

"Why did you—"

"Please, just once let me be like this!" cut it with a raucous voice and regular breathing.

"You said you'd never touch soju—"

"Please.." pinta John slowly.

Hyuji was able to see how the tears were dripping from the end of John's eyes that he had closed again.

She cried?

Inner Hyuji was full of questions when he saw that clear liquid melt. Hyuji sat on the edge of the sofa, rubbing John's forehead attentively. Even his heart ached watching John cry, which he had never even seen.

"I don't know what you're feeling until you make yourself this way! But, at least, share it with me! Your pain, your problems, or anything that hurts you! Because I'm there to complete you. " said Hyuji very gently.

John grabbed his waist and buried his face in Hyuji's lap, crying silently there. Netra Hyuji also blurred when he saw that the burly back of his man was like shaking. John tergugu's. Hyuji grabbed the mane he had made fun of yesterday, and rubbed it full of affection.

"S-sa.. I mean, John! Tell me what's up?"

The man did not reply, only tightening his embrace. Hyuji was stunned in shock as John let out a loud enough cry, his heart slashed bitterly.

"Well, rest! We can talk about this tomorrow! "

John shook his head, making Hyuji even more clueless as to what her husband was going through.

"You remember the first time you asked me to meet John?" hyuji tried to warm up the situation. "It was winter, with Reyna too! I miss Reyna! "

John calmed down a little, only a sobbing sound remained, which Hyuji still felt.

"You know? I was surprised because the young man I met back then was so handsome! "

Hyuji smiled as he found John now raising his face, turning to the side to hear Hyuji's impression when he saw himself for the first time. Which he certainly never heard at all.

"I also remember when Reyna told me to approach you! It was half-dead shame! And I didn't know at the time that you'd met Reyna before!"

For some reason, Hyuji was eager to reveal it at this moment. It was as if he felt something was going to happen to the two of them.

"Reyna said you were a good young man, which is why I agreed when you asked me to meet your parents! And it's all just like a dream when I find us getting married!" hyuji paused for a moment, re-circulated his gaze, then continued. "You were my first love John! "

"Hyu." John finally opened his voice.

"You believe me, don't you? "

"of course! "

"Then, are you still going to love me even though—"

Suddenly John stopped the conversation, and again tightened his embrace on Hyuji's slender waist. Occasionally kiss that flat stomach too.

"Thank you for loving me for so long Hyu! "

"Why are you talking like that?"

John tried to get up, staring at both of Hyuji's beads inside, full of meaning. Her lips clenched in shakes holding back tears, then bowed forcefully avoiding Hyuji's heart-changing gaze.

Hyuji tilted his head to look back at John's bead in hiding.

"Say, I believe you!" hyuji said softly and warmly.

"Maybe, we won't be together anymore! "

Hyuji's breath was choked. Like being hit by a mace that hit right in the heart, Hyuji sculpted for a moment. Both of his manics were still fixated on the handsome features he had all this time admired. Suddenly, all of his bones numb, both hazel covered nebula thick enough to no longer be able to see the firm shadow of John in front of him.

"We have to split up Hyu! "

Hyuji pulled a forced smile at his trembling lips. Not stopping to look at John's features, with tears that began to fall and fall on both of his laps.

"Are you sure of your decision, John?"

And Hyuji's time seemed to stop right at zero when he didn't hear any answers from John. Hope this is just a sleeping flower, and all will be gone when he wakes up in the next second.

Hyuji laughed, as he was pulled back by the consciousness. John was sitting in front of him, staring at him, and more painfully, everything was not the dream he had hoped for. Hyuji's heart was torn apart horribly. Pain, and pain at the same time.

Hyuji was stunned with a palm squeezing the clothes on his chest.

"I'm sorry Hyu... "

This time Hyuji who shook his head, could not take for granted the bitter reality that he had to accept at the wedding that was indeed from the beginning should not happen.

What would he say to his brother who would come if he didn't see John later? What should he tell his father and mother about his failure? Then, how will he live next?, all those questions forcing Hyuji to feel the pain that is getting raining.

"You're too much John?! Can you say this when you're drunk like this? "

"God... "

"Please! Just leave me, because from the beginning I shouldn't have been present and in this position! I was overconfident and forced myself to accept myself!"

John grabbed Hyuji's shoulder.

"Trust me, "John's voice was choked by his own saliva. "Be here! In our house! "

"What else should I believe now? Even you're just bragging about your promise to stay here! " hyuji's voice grew more and more bitter in the middle of the sobbing, making John have to bring the body into his arms.

"Trust me—if in the winter we meet, in the other winter we will meet again! At that time, I promise, I will take you back and you will be recognized by anyone who sees you with me! As the wife of John Wilson! That's my promise!"

Hyuji was just stunned.

"Please promise, hold on until that moment comes! The cold and painful winter! I'll find you and bring you back! "[]

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Read the preview while listening to sad music from the playlist, why so follow mewek ya? Feel to be Hyuji :`( ⁇ _ ⁇

BTW, in this part I put the reason why to use the title listed on the cover.

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