#min-yee

{ min-yee }

Being in love is was stupidly complicatedthing.

Day in and day out, thoughts of thatspecial person would appear in one’s mind, even when completing the mostmundane of tasks.  They would cause one toworry constantly when their special person wouldn’t (or forgot to)  leave any word as to where they headed, or if they’d even come back.

For Sejin, he built his life around love.

She was the one and only person in his life that he believed he was able to please, her happiness and satisfaction being his greatest accomplishments. Admittedly, he got too comfortable in his position as her husband, believing that she would act on and share the same beliefs in what he considered love.  Loyalty being of top priority.

It wasn’t the first time he encountered such a traumatic sight, that being of his wife with another man. But being able to place blame on the alcohol provided some relief. While things have appeared to have gotten better since, his insecurities remained at a heightened state.  This time, however, it appeared that there was no way to accuse outside forces on influencing the actions. It was just the two of them in the equation.  Still wanting to give his wife the benefit of the doubt, he looped that specific section of the security reel, critically analyzing the situation that played out. The man she had cheated with was practically everything he was not, and the embodiment of all things he hated about most other men.  He was young, extremely handsome, and straightforward.  These were but only a few of the very things he both envied and hated.  

It didn’t help to keep watching, and only further ingrained his feelings of inferiority.  If he couldn’t please the very person he would sacrifice everything for, then what was the purpose of his life anymore? Coincidentally, Minyee had yet to arrive home despite it having been as late as it was. Already on edge, Sejin began to panic and fear for the worst.  Images of the other man’s vile hands touching and violating her were all that appeared in his head.

Was he happy? Or better yet, was she?

Sejin took a deep breath as the door unlocked, preparing himself for the confrontation to occur the minute the woman entered.

{ min-yee }

He spent  almost all of his work hours analyzing the candy shop. He recalled the day he was hired. He was hired by the owner because of his quiet and analytical persona. He never brought sex and his love life into his jobs anywhere, however that was before he found  that the owner of Sugar Fix, the man who hired him, Sejin, had a very attractive wife. He spotted her for the first time when she came to check on the store. He quietly observed, silently making notes in his head  on the nature of their realtionship. 

It seemed awkward. They seemed to dance around each other with slight movements, and whenever  she would leave, Damien just kept watching. He wanted to do something about it, but the whole idea of screwing with a relationship seemed strange to him. Damien made the move towards flirting first and she seemed to respond to his flirty comments, compliments and somehow, he found himself falling for her. 

One day, when she walked into the store again, Damien, after weeks of careful observation, flirtation, made his move. “Does your husband know how to please you, Minyee?’ he asked, his voice laced with sugar. 

{ txt: minnie♡ →You can never be weird my love!!! }

{ txt: minnie♡ → It'll be okay, don't you worry that pretty little face... }