Chapter 12: The Tangled Web We Weave
I've been nursing this mountain sized hangover for the better part of Sunday morning thanks to Hwasa and those God damn tequila shots. The one silver lining to this hangover is the delicious feeling between my legs after all the attention that area received from Jimin's mouth last night. I smile thinking about his mouth over every inch of me before the smile fades as I recall running into Seokjin. I shake my head. God Jimin, of all the guys that approached me last night, it had to be SEOKJIN? I'm playing with the blanket in front of me before I reach for my phone. Jimin had texted me earlier that morning telling me that he would be on the golf course for most of the day but that he would be checking his phone if I needed him. I scroll through my contacts and find Seokjin's number and press the call button before putting it to my ear.
"Y/N," he says and I sigh at his terse greeting. Usually he says something funny or witty or at very least sounds happy to talk to me.
"Hi Seokjin," I say before laying back down, my hangover coupled with this conversation sending a wave of nausea through me.
"What can I do for you?"
"Can we talk about last night?" I say cutting to the chase. "Are you around Jennie?"
"Jennie went to yoga, I'm home alone. Your husband called me earlier today though, I'll probably swing by your place later."
I'm silent. The way he called Mark my husband doesn't exactly sit right with me after last night's events. I realize that we are on the phone and while I trust what Seokjin said last night, I need to make sure he's not recording this conversation. "Can we meet up and talk?"
"That'd be great. I certainly have some questions."
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I walk towards the quaint coffee shop near Jennie and Seokjin's house and I immediately see him sitting outside on the small patio. I sit across the table from him as he slides the coffee across the table. "Black," he says. "Just how you like it."
"Thank you," I whisper as I take a sip of the harsh liquid, immediately calming my roaring headache.
"To answer the question I know you want to ask.. No Y/N, I'm not going to tell him." Oh so we are jumping right into this then. "Unlike some people, I keep my word." Despite the good news, my heart sinks hearing his words. "I don't even just mean you. Jennie and Mark haven't exactly kept their words either. I thought you and I were alike in a way. Loyal, good people... you think you know a person," he chuckles.
"You do know me, Jin. I am a good person... I just did a bad thing. This doesn't define me. The world isn't so black and white. There is so much gray... everywhere. I fought the urges for months. I fell in love. I'm not apologizing for that. I'm sorry for betraying Mark of course, but I never meant to hurt him despite the fact that he hurt me in more ways than you could even imagine. I just... fell in love," I say, unable to come up with a different way to phrase it. "Two wrongs don't make a right but... he's not completely innocent in all of this."
"I'm completely aware of that Y/N, but he never cheated on you."
"I don't understand. Last night, you were all 'he's getting what he deserved.'"
"Blame the whiskey."
"So what now, you're pissed at me?"
"What did you expect? You're screwing over my best friend."
"I am not! I don't want anything from him in the divorce."
"Fuck the money, Y/N. That's not what I mean. Mark loves you."
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