Conversation

We lay together for a good few hours under the covers completely naked. After discovering the camera, neither of us felt like continuing so we just lay there and cuddled, reminiscing about old times or kissing each other tenderly on the lips.

-This hairstyle doesn't suit you- I said and combed the hair from his bangs back and kissed the man on the forehead- Much better.

-You're adorable-he said and kissed my nose and I remembered that girl who hit on my In-ho- Hey honey what happened? Why are you wrinkling that pretty nose?

-I saw you on those cameras in the control room and you were talking to a woman there, giving her milk because you're lactose intolerant and she was clearly hitting on you. And after today's games I'm even more sure of it, she smiles at you and makes big eyes of enchantment and...

-Hey relax it's player 222 who is pregnant and needs our help. I can't let Gi-hun find out I'm a front man so I'm helping her and you know I'm lactose intolerant like most Koreans.

-She wants you to support her and their child! You'll choose a younger, prettier and shorter girl, forgetting about me and Min-ho...

-Hey, don't talk about you like that. You're my whole world and I'll never leave you, she can't compare to you, Bev, do you understand? Do I have to show you so you understand?

"You can show me," I said in a weak voice and buried my face in my husband's neck.

-Tomorrow there is a mingle game, it is a game where players stand on a moving platform that spins and when it stops you have to get the right number of people and go to a room. If there is a wrong number of people in the rooms or someone is left on the other side, they die. I have immunity as Front man so I won't die anyway and there are poles at the entrance and wait there when 4 players are indicated I will send them together and go to you and show you what love is.

- What if they hear us or the security guards see us?

-The players won't hear over the shots and when they stop your mouth will be covered and they won't hear. We'll have about 15 minutes - he said and kissed me on the forehead.

-Thank you, I'll gladly take advantage of the offer - I replied and came up with a great idea - I'll teach you how to dance from Tiktok!

-You know I don't like dancing, especially these trends. I'm 43 now and I have to show the model of a middle-aged man, which means not dancing to pointless songs.

-And I'm 28 and known all over the world and my fans keep asking when I'm dancing with you because they miss our duet.

-Fine, but we're not recording here - he said, dissatisfied, and I quickly stood up, throwing on my pink coat that was lying on the ground and throwing the black one at In-ho, who caught it without a problem.

Dancing has always been my form of therapy when I was in pain. There wasn't a day when I didn't put on random music and make up choreography to it without dancing my life was worthless. After meeting In-ho I felt like he was the one and that's what happened we have Min-ho who also loves dancing to different songs just like me although he still has to wait to dance Tiktok trends. Watching my husband imitate my moves to learn to dance one dance was funny and relaxing not to mention I found my therapy which is spending time just the two of us. We love our son more than anything and would give our lives for him but sometimes we miss the moments before him when it was just the two of us.

Of course it was time to say goodbye because all good things must come to an end. It was already 1 am when In-ho put on his green tracksuit and hugged me. I didn't want him to go back there, I wanted to have him by my side as long as possible. I put my hands under his green sweatpants, sliding my hands lower. I looked at him and In-ho sighed resignedly. He knew I didn't want him to leave me again because I was scared.

-Beverly please let me go - he said but he grabbed my buttocks pulling me up and I wrapped my legs around his body and he carried me to the bed and laid me on a comfortable mattress. He took off my coat and pulled my pink and white pajamas from under my pillow and started dressing me. I didn't protest I wanted to sleep but I knew that if I woke up I wouldn't see him next to me sleeping soundly and snoring lightly.

"Don't go, I'm begging you," I stuttered as he placed me on the pillow and covered my body with the blanket.

"I'll stay with you until you fall asleep," he replied and started stroking my face and hair with his hand, and I fell asleep after an hour.

I woke up the next day alone in bed. I was sure that I had only dreamed about last night and nothing had happened but in the corner I could see a broken camera, evidence of my father arranged on the dresser and a black coat with a black mask lying next to me. I slept next to his clothes which smelled of him to make me feel better.