Why do two people start a relationship?
1. Love
2. To make each other happy.
3. To support each other, be it emotional, mental, physical, or financial.
Pondering what I am getting out of this relationship, I realize—nothing. I am probably making a fool out of myself, because love, keeping me happy, and supporting me in any way has been dumped out of the window, instead here I am crying over this mess.
Not created by me, but accepted by me, because I let this man walk all over me for the past nine years!
Nine fucking years!
The realization that for the past 9 years, this man has been fooling me, making me believe certain things, manipulating me to do certain things only to fulfill his needs, pushing aside my requirements for him just to keep him happy because for me his happiness mattered—because I fucking loved him.
Because only he made me happy
He fucking knew that, and took advantage of it and molded our relationship to only benefit him!
But what about me? my happiness? They have pushed aside, long forgotten!
Taking a deep breath, I try to align all my thoughts so that I can confront this asshole properly without being fooled by him again! Opening the bathroom door, I see him sitting on our bed, fully clothed.
"Glad you are back—" I hold out my hand gesturing him to shut it. "So...I saw the story, who was she?" I ask him point-blank.
"She?" he asks, trying to act as if he doesn't know what I am talking about.
Inhaling a shape breath, I continue "Seojoon, it's better we don't beat around the bush and you answer me properly before I walk out of that door and never come back!" in a tone that makes it clear to him that I am serious.
That seems to have worked because he finally drops the pretentious act and starts talking "It's the same girl I was talking about the other night. The one I had a crush on..."
"Okay, so she's your colleague?" I inquire.
"Yea...she recently joined our team and we reconnected" he replied sheepishly.
"And you did not bother to share that information with me". creasing my forehead, I ask.
"I did not think that would concern you since we are in an open marriage, right?" he replies nonchalantly.
"Really?" I fold my arms, "but we had a rule, to stay honest with each, to communicate with each other...didn't we?" I counter. He looks down, trying to avoid my gaze. I am unable to understand if this is out of guilt or is he trying to avoid answering my question.
"I'm sorry, we reconnected as colleagues, and I thought it was not that important..." he mutters.
"Hmm...", clearing my throat, I ask him, "reconnected...okay when did she join the team?"
"Four months ago..."
Four months? Okay, I get that he did not tell me because we got into this arrangement a few weeks ago, but why did he not bother to bring up a conversation about her during the past four months at all?
Shaking away my thoughts, I ask the most important question, "Did you sleep with her during the trip?" he turns pale. I give him a stern expression demanding him to answer me properly.
He hesitates before speaking "Yes". "How many times?" I demand.
"I—"
"Do not make me repeat!" I state assertively. I am not going to tolerate his manipulation or lying anymore.
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Undoing Us - KNJ
Fanfiction"Fuck Taehyung-" I scream as he continues to pump his fingers into me, making me reach my high and release in his mouth as his tongue laps on my core, taking in every drop of my release. __________________________________________ You have always bee...
