If someone were to ask me what love is, how should I answer?
Loving has always been part of human nature. We were born to love, and if we get lucky someone will definitely love us back.
But, as far as it goes, it will come to an end eventually, right?
“Haven’t I told you many times that I don’t want to be disturbed when I’m watching?”
Irene asked you, with a fierce look on her face, staring dead straight into your soul.
“Woah chill, babe. I’m hungry and planning to order chicken, just offering if you’d like some” you replied softly, scared of that intimidating look she gave you.
Irene gave you no respond. She looked away then focusing her eyes back on the TV.
“Umm… babe?” you shook her shoulder gently.
“Whatever. Do what you wanna do” she replied shortly.
“Well, okay…”
You then left her alone on the couch. As you stepped away, you stared at her, spectating an ethereal woman who looked so gorgeous despite being in a sulky mood.
People do come and go. But, what about love? Does it work the same way?
Loving someone is natural, but what if they stop loving you? What if they… run out of love?
People tend to get bored. What if they’re bored of you? What if you’re not capable of delivering something that always makes them happy? What if they see something they don’t like about you? What if they see something other pople have but you don’t?
*doorbell ringing*
You were in the toilet as you could hear the bell ringing.
“Babe, I think it’s the food” you shouted from inside the toilet.
Irene didn’t answer. She maintained all her attention to the TV she was watching. She didn’t even stood up from the couch to open the door despite hearing the bell.
The bell continued to ring, making you feel uncomfortable as you were having your ‘business’ in the toilet.
“Shit, guess I really have to do it” you mumbled slowly to yourself as you were rushing to get out.
As the bell continued to ring, you quickly walked towards the door to receive the food you ordered.
You then approached Irene who was still laying comfortably on the couch.
“Hey hey, a movie isn’t complete without a food. Let’s enjoy it together!” you offered her as you opened the package.
“Go ahead, I’m not hungry yet” she replied to you blandly.
Her response completely turned you down. All you tried to do was to offer her some food and enjoy it together.
“Best to eat while it’s still warm tho” you said to her, only to receive no respond.
“Well, I’ll eat it in the dining room then. Join me anytime” you added.
Once again, Irene gave you no answer but a simple nod. You then proceeded to leave her.
This is what I don’t like about her. Everytime she watches a movie or series, it’s like she’s lost in a world of her own.
But, she’s never been this ignorant. Also the fact that she’s been acting cold more often lately. This surely bothers me a bit.
What if I accidentaly did something wrong that upset her. Or what if she simply got bored of me? The thought of her might unlove me at some point does make me scared.
It is because I’m scared. I’m scared of losing the people I love in any way. I’ve always been afraid of separation.
20 minutes passed by, still no sign of her joining you in the dining room. You were done with your eating and decided to go the bedroom. You thought to yourself that there’s no point waiting for her.
Just when you were about to go, you could see Irene walked towards the dining room, still with the not-so-friendly looking face.
“Hey, can we talk for a moment?” she said while standing ten feet in front of you.
Your heartbeat pumped faster. You were thinking a lot about what has gotten into Irene the last couple of days. The way she had been acting cold towards you did haunt you with many speculations.
“Y-yeah, sure. What is it?” you replied in fear.
“Let’s talk in the bedroom” she answered as she left you.
You followed her immediately. You could feel the coldness beams strongly out of her as you both walked towards the bedroom.
Irene patted the bed, signaling you to sit right next to her.
“What is it, babe?” you gently asked her.
The two of you locked eyes in contrast. The one was staring in cold eyes, while the other one was staring in fear.
“Y/N, I’ve been meaning to tell you this. But I never know when to do. Just never found the right timing” Irene said to you.
“W-what is it? What did you wanna tell me?” you asked in a bit shaky voice.
“I-I..” she sighed a bit, then continued “Promise you won’t get mad?”.
“Of course I won’t. Well it actually depends on what you were tryna say, but I promise I’ll try my best” you said to her.
“Well, you know. The thing is…” she paused.
“The thing is what? Did I do something wrong? If I do, please tell me. You’ve been acting cold these days. And you know what? It makes me worried a lot. You know if something goes wrong we can always talk about it right? I know I can never be a perfect hus-“
“Shh” she suddenly pointed her finger on your lips. “I haven’t finished talking. Why are you freaking out?” she added.
You froze, realizing what you just did.
“The thing I’ve been meaning to tell you is actually… I’m pregnant!”
The eyes that were staring coldly suddenly turned into a very sweet look. Her flat face suddenly became very happy with big bright smile.
You on the other hand were still frozen, trying to process what Irene had just said to you.
“Honey? Didn’t you hear me?” she waved her hand in front of your frozen face.
“N-no way? Y-you serious?! Irene are you fucking serious?!” you shouted as you gained your concious back.
“Fucking yes, honey!” she replied as she grabbed a little box from under the pillow.
“W-what is it?” you asked curiously.
“Just open it” she answered.
You opened the box and you could see a test pack with two blue stripes displayed on it. You couldn’t hold your emotions as you suddenly pulled to hug her as tight as you could.
“You’re gonna be a dad, honey” she said while rubbing your back.
“And you’re gonna become a mother, Irene” you replied with tears slowly went down your face.
“So, what’s with that cold act towards me the last couple of days?” you asked her.
“Well, just wanna put a little prank on you. How wad my acting?” she replied while giggling sweetly.
“Totally deserve an oscar for that one” you answered while pinching her cheek and left Irene laughed at it.
“Honey you have no idea how much I was worried about it. I really thought I did something wrong that I started to think that I’m a bad husband” you replied while giving her a pout.
“What kind of nonsense is that? You’re the best husband I could ever ask for!” she smiled, looking at you proudly.
“Thank you so much, my lovely wife, Irene”.
“I should also thank you, my great husband, Y/N”.
Love? For me it’s hard to describe it in words.
I’ve always been afraid of her seeing my flaws. I was too afraid of losing her. I was too afraid that she might stop loving me.
Well, she’s my wife after all. In fact, I do see flaws in her as well. But, that doesn’t make me unlove her whatsoever. If we are meant for each other then we will be. We’re like a puzzle, made to complete each other.
Nobody’s perfect. As long as we’re grateful for what we have, we’ll be able to enjoy it, love it.
Instead of worrying and overthinking about the unsure future, it’s better for us to be thankful and cherish every moment we have now. Be happy of what we have achieved until today, and more to come.
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