PSYCHE-KSJ•JHS✔️

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|JANIA|

A part of me doesn't want to ask because it's not my business. But the other part doesn't care that it's not my business. Every time we go somewhere, he sees somebody he knows.

More often than not, now that I think about it, it's a girl that he's messed with or that he's going to mess with. I don't care what he does but it feels disrespectful.

"Why you look so mad?" He grabs my waist as I take my hair out of the bonnet and remove the scarf. "I'm not."

"You sure? If you got something on your chest, then get it off."

"Who was that girl?"

He tilts his head at me. "Which one?"

"At the shoe store."

"Oh. My ex." He lets my waist go and flops down on the bed. He takes his phone out of his pocket and scrolls.

"Like an actual ex or somebody you used to have sex with?"

"I wouldn't refer to anybody that I just had sex with as an ex." His tone is monotone as he scrolls and taps. "I hate that girl."

Hoseok frowns as he looks at his phone. I've never heard him say that he hates anyone. I've never heard speak bad about anybody except Seokjin actually. And barely that. He just says that he doesn't like him.

"What'd she do?" I ask as I get in the bed next to him.

"She cheated on me for a year and tried to lie when I found out about it."

He looks angry as he talks. I assumed that he had been cheated on. It explains why he has no regard for having sex with women in sticky situations; why he has no problem having sex with me.

"She broke your heart." I say as I think about how he's been since then. Hoseok never talks about his exes. If they've all cheated on him, I can understand why.

"I don't give a fuck about that girl."

I lay myself against his chest and he puts his arm on my waist. He's posting a picture on his story and I smile. It's a picture of him cheesing with his eyes closed while he's laying on my butt.

"Oh snap." I grab my phone and go to Instagram.

"What?"

"I forgot to tell you that some brand hit me about being an ambassador for them." I open the message and he reads it.

"You gonna do it? They're popular and you're a well known city influencer. They could boost you and then you won't have to work at the restaurant anymore."

Thinking about what he's saying, he's got good points. I would be getting paid by the brand and if I pass the threshold for follower count, I'll be getting paid by Instagram like he is. This man has three different incomes and the only thing he has to show for it is his watches and rings. He's financially stable and he doesn't have to depend on anybody for that.

"Yeah, I guess I'll do it. There's no reason not to."

"That's my girl." He says as he messages the page back for me. He lets them know that I accept the offer. They message back and then they go back and forth until Hoseok smiles at me.

The alarm to our phones go off and I sit up. He turns them both off before standing up. He stretches and then puts his shirt on. He grabs his jacket and puts his shoes on as we walk out the door. He puts the address to the doctor's office in his phone.

While he's driving, Hoseok puts his hand on my knee to stop it from bouncing. "Calm down, Jah. You're gonna be okay. It's just an ultrasound. They're not poking you or anything. We're just going to check on our baby and see how she's doing."