‣ wonwoo

@☼┊wen juhyun ᵇ wonwoo leaned back against his chair, his cold and dark eyes followed her every frantic movement but his face remained stoic — no guilt nor remorse, not even amusement. he waited until her desperation pouring out like a damn broken before he finally spoke. "are you done? do you even hear yourself, juhyun? you're accusing me over a stuffed toy when I've been the one standing between you and everything that could possibly harm you."

wonwoo sighed. "my personal space? oh my apologies, am i depriving you of the life changing experience of cuddling me at night?" he took a step closer as his tall frame casting a shadow over her, his alpa aura emerges from his actions. "you want to talk about feeling safe? listen. i am the reason you /are/ safe. not just you but this entire clan. every day i put my life on line to make sure no one touches you, no one comes close to what's mine."

his voice dropped somehow laced with a small bitterness. "and yet you cling to that /thing/ a lifeless piece of fluff — as if it could protect you better than i could." he scoffed. despite how rough and merciless he is, wonwoo knows better to mask his words. after all he's a pretty good manipulator.

"is that all it takes ? a stupid teddy bear to give you what i can't? hm? and you think i don't know what it means to you ? alright. i burned it. maybe i hated how something so insignificant could do what I've spent years trying to do, but you need to understand something, darling."

he stepped closer as he hold her jaw. "im here. I've always been here. no toy, no thing could ever protect you the way i do. so stop acting like I've taken something irreplaceable from you when I've given you everything — everything juhyun. even when you refuse to see it." his gaze held hers as his words settled between them. "stop looking comfort in the wrong place, I'm your husband whether you like it or not and i am the one who's standing here. have some respect on me." he pushed her jaw away and scoffed.

@☼┊wen wonwoo ᵃ juhyun barely registered wonwoo’s words. they might as well have been white noise, drifting in one ear and straight out the other. “lie,” she muttered under her breath, her face set in a sour expression that made it clear she wasn’t buying any of his nonsense. his smug little act wasn’t going to convince her. it had to be him. who else could it be? they were the only two people in this house, and her bear wouldn’t have just walk off on its own.

“oh, right,” she shot back, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “like i could just hug you when i sleep. you hate being touched, remember? heaven forbid i ruin your precious personal space.” her glare was sharp enough to cut, but she wasn’t done yet.

she stormed around his desk, muttering under her breath about how ridiculous he was being. grabbing the back of his chair with both hands, she yanked it back hard, the wheels screeching against the floor. if he thought she wasn’t going to check every corner of this room, he had another thing coming. she bent down a little, peering under his desk, half-hoping she’d find the bear tucked away there just so she could shove it in his face and say, gotcha! but of course, it was just a wistful thinking.

“where is iiit?” juhyun demanded, her voice rising as she straightened up. the last word stretched out like a whiny kid asking for candy, but she didn’t care how she sounded. “give it back to me!” her tone wasn’t just angry now; it was desperate. she turned back to him, her fists clenched at her sides, her whole body vibrating with frustration.

her chest was heaving, not just from the anger but from something deeper, something she didn’t want to admit. it wasn’t just a stupid stuffed toy—it was the one thing that gave her even a shred of comfort at night. the one thing that made her feel less…alone. and now it was gone, just like everything else.

“just tell me the truth, wonwoo,” she said, her voice cracking as the fight started to leave her. she looked at him, her glare softening into something almost like pleading. “why can’t you let me have one damn thing that makes me feel safe?”

@☼┊wen juhyun ᵇ wonwoo barely glanced up from his works, as if her words were nothing more than a background noise. his expression remained calm despite the thunder revolting in front of him. it's not usual for juhyun to outburst this way, but wonwoo knows how to handle her tantrums.

"ah yes how tragic isn't it? a creme bear with brown clothes and a hat. sounds irreplaceable, truly i think the world should stop spinning until it's found, eh?" he set the tablet down, and crossing his arms as his cold gaze finally met hers. "you mean to tell me you've been losing sleep over some stuffed toy? and now it's my fault that it's missing? are you being serious, wen juhyun?" he tilted his head as his lips pressing into a thin line.

" i hate to break it to you, my dear but i don't exactly have a tracking device installed in your precious bear. maybe, it decided to run away because it couldn't handle the pressure to be your bedtime therapist." his eyes narrowed. of course it was his own doing.

wonwoo despised the bear at the moment juhyun got them. yeah he's totally being possessive. he feels his privilege as husband got revoked by a mere bear. hence he took the matter into his own hands by throwing and burn the stuffed bear in the forest.

"or maybe you should ask yourself why — just fking why you're so desperate to cling to a toy when there's a perfectly real person lying next to you every night."

@☼┊wen wonwoo ᵃ juhyun’s mouth hung open in shock. did he seriously just call it trash? she stared at him for a moment, trying to process his sharp words. then, her surprise quickly turned into frustration. her brows furrowed, and her lips jutted out in a pout, her irritation written all over her face.

“it’s not trash!” she shot back, her voice rising a little. “i was just hugging it to sleep the other night. it’s a creme—light brown bear with brown clothes and a little hat. are you sure you haven’t seen it?” her words came out fast, almost frantic, as she watched her husband’s expression, searching for any sign that he might care.

that bear wasn’t just some random thing she picked up. she had bought it just last week while wandering through the mall. it had caught her eye immediately—soft, cute, and dressed in the most adorable little outfit. it was a limited edition, too, which made it feel extra special.

she’d bought it partly because she couldn’t resist how cute it was, but also because it made her feel less alone at night. her husband might be there in bed, but he was distant, his warmth never quite reaching her. that bear had been something she could hold, something that brought her a small sense of comfort. and now it was missing.

juhyun let out a deep sigh, her chest rising and falling as she tried to keep calm. “i just bought it a few days ago, and now it’s gone. who else am i supposed to ask about it if not you?” she said, her voice tinged with frustration and just a hint of hurt. she stared at him, hoping for some sort of reaction through his cold gaze.