Quick note; I wrote this at 2am, so I'm sorry if it's terrible.
Disclaimer: I don't own mystic messenger. All rights go to Cheritz.
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Moonlight seeped into the apartment as I stretched, unfazed by my boyfriend, Zen, drinking a can of beer next to where I was sitting a moment ago. I had been doing some work for the office I now worked at. It wasn't a famous corporation but it payed good and unlike Jaehee, I was allowed to live a life of my own outside my workplace.
It had been over a year since Echo Girl came and ruined Zen's life with some lies about what he did to her. The scandal had ruined his reputation and no director even thought about casting him into their productions and if they did, the thought would've vanished quicker than it came.
"You've been drinking a lot recently." I pointed out. I didn't want to say anything before, since after the entire scandal he put a smile on his face for me, even though I knew it was probably killing him inside, it had been a rough week. I couldn't blame him but at the same time I didn't want him throwing his wellbeing out if the window at the same time because of this.
"I'm sorry..." He softly whispered even though I had a feeling he wasn't talking about the amount he drank in the past week.
"You did nothing wrong, there's no need to apologise." I sat back down and faced him.
"I'm sorry for being so pathetic... I'm sorry for not being good enough for-"
"That's not true." I firmly refused, "Pathetic? You're brave, you put on a smile on your face just to make me feel better. Not good enough? If anything, you're more than I deserve. Just being with you is enough for me, seeing you wake up next to me, your smiling face when I recount my day to you... I know it's hard right now, but we'll get through it. You and I, we'll get through it, together." I placed my hand on top of his and he placed the can of beer on the coffee table.
"I don't deserve you, babe." A bitter smile came on his face, "Why are you still with me? You could have someone much-"
"Because you're the one that I want, I love you and I can't afford to lose you, not to anything." I assured, his red eyes filled with love, gazed into mines.
"I love you too, so much. I know I can't give you much, I only get small jobs now and then. I miss being up on the big stage." Zen reminised. "But at least I have you with me, it makes everything so much more bearable. I'm sorry, but I can only give you my heart right now and hope that's enough." He leaned in to kiss me but i shoved him back a bit.
"Sorry to ruin the moment, but your breath smells like alcohol." I told him, earning a chuckle.
"Will you be waiting when I come back?" He asked.
"I'll always wait for you."