Ugly Heart•Eugene Lee Yang X Reader

Chapter 13

Your POV•

Eugene and I have never gotten into a fight. Sure we've argued but we never, stayed mad at each other

"Eugene will you please shut up! River is sleeping and you're going to wake her up!" I whisper at him furiously.
The argument started when he had started coming home from work late. That wasn't the problem, he used working late as an excuse to not take care of our child. It had been going on for a few weeks now, and I had to confront him about it.

"No! Im tired of hearing you complain! I work all day and through the night to come home to be yelled at for being responsible at my job!" He raised his voice, sounding angry.
My blood started to boil.

"Eugene! You can't use that as an excuse to not take care of her! Im doing everything, I clean her I feed her and I play with her. Heck I'm the one who makes you dinner everyday, I'm the one who walks the dogs! And when you take care of her you sit down while she stays by herself!" I had to walk away, but as soon as I did Eugene's grip kept me there.

"I don't know how to! Im terrible with kids and I never should of had one! I'm not ready, and I dont know if ill ever be ready!" I was pretty shocked. Eugene and I stood there, the look of shock spread across my face- Eugene looked at me with some regret.

"(y/n)... You know I didn't mean that." He reached out to grab my hand. For a second I let it over my head, but quickly let go of his hand.
River started crying, due to the loudness we were causing. I turn away and make my way to her little room. I paused at her crib to look at her, and picked her little body up and held her close. I looked at the engagement ring placed on my finger. I ignore it and continue to hush River.

Eugene walked into the room, so I set sleepy River back into her little crib.

"What is it Eugene? Im done arguing with you." I walked past him as he followed. Shutting the door behind me.

"Listen I'm sorry. I've been distant lately." I hated hearing that. Because it was all true. I ignored him and went to the bedroom.

"(y/n)! Listen to me! Im trying to apologize to you and you're not even listening!" Eugene raised his voice. We were both tired of fighting.

"I'm done with this discussion. Im going to bed." I shut the door before Eugene could get in. I was changing into my pajamas, when Eugene opened the door. I got into bed.

"Eugene. Get out." Be he didn't listen. He sat on the bed. Reaching his arm to place his hand on my ankle. Rubbing it slightly. I had to fight the urges. This isn't a kiss and make up situation, its about commitment, and being there for you're family.
Eugene crawled to me, and was quickly pinning me down.

"Eugene!" I yelped angrily holding back laughs.  He kissed me lightly. I kissed back lightly. Knowing it was wrong to end our fight like this. He was my fiancé, he was the father of our one child, but it felt as if he was just that one night stand.

"Get off me!" I yelled pushing Eugene off.

"This is NOT how we are solving this problem-!" I realized how loud i was getting so I toned it down to avoid the baby waking up again.
"You have to be responsible and take better care of you're future wife, and you're kid. You don't thing im tired of my job? My job is to take care if my kid, then do chores around the house. Then walk the dogs. I do everything around here. I'm sounding just like my mother! But if im being honest, we're adults now and we can't use stupid excuses to lay off out responsibilities!" I got up from the bed to go to our bathroom.

"Just give it time. Please." Giving him time to realize how distant he really has been, I didn't go out of the bathroom until I heard him leave. Which seemed like forever.

•Eugenes POV•

She shuts the door. She was right, she was so right. I got up and went up to the door of the bathroom. I heard sobs coming from the other side. I was such an asshole. I felt bad, she doesn't know the full truth. But I cant bring it up. It would hurt her even more. So I left. I left the room to leave her alone. I think she is always right. Time is all we need. Time should heal everything. Who knows if i'll every be a good father. My father was somewhat distant to me.
But I still want to party, and live my days drinking and waking up hungover. I miss when I could go out instead if worrying about my wife and my kid. It sounded so wrong but I wasn't ready. I once heard my mom tell me about having kids and getting married, that "You're never ready".