Seokjin's Pov:
It wasn't quite eight o'clock yet, and when I woke up, he was already gone from the bed. Because of how he sleeps, he should sleep on his own. I don't need somebody to sleep over for a little while; give me a quick hug, and only be gone again.
I attempted to flip over onto my back but was unable; the pain in my behind was still there. It just irritates me more toward him; I don't see how he can simply leave me in this state. Although I am not one to pass judgment, the more time I spend with him, the more I truly understand his last marriage and the misery his ex-husband likely went through. It is not acceptable, and it is certainly not cool.
He had almost no similarity to Yoongi at all. Yoongi would never leave me in bed alone like this, and if he had to, he would at least give me a present as an apology for the inconvenience. This guy has never bought me anything, not even a shirt. Even after I informed him that diamonds were my favorite, it was as if I was speaking to a stone block. He did not get me anything.
I might have married a wealthier guy, but I have taken a step backward regarding the quality of my life.
They were absolutely correct when they said that quality is most important, not quantity.
"I hate this." As I struggled to get myself out of bed, I felt aggravated. This presented me with even another challenge. It was becoming harder and harder for me to get out of bed each morning, and I'm not sure whether it was because my muscles were getting older due to the pregnancy or if it was just my problem.
As I struggled to land on my feet, someone reached out and caught me just in time to prevent me from falling over.
"Are you okay?" He asked and looked at me blankly as I moved away from him and crossed my arms over my chest.
"No, I am not alright. I nearly fell. That would not have occurred if you had been present."
When he grinned, it irritated me since nothing was amusing about the situation.
"I apologize. I went out to get breakfast for us. I hope you don't mind, but I spoke to Hoseok, and he informed me about a cafe where you love dining. I wanted to make up for making you a little angry yesterday, so I awoke early and went to fetch us something from there. I should have left you a note, but I didn't believe you'd be up yet."
Who the fuck is this guy?
"You bought me breakfast?" I couldn't stop my eyes from welling up, and I hated that my emotions were all over the place.
"I did. I left it in the kitchen. I figured I'd wake you up and then help you get cleaned up so we could go eat."
This is unacceptable; he is not trying to manipulate my feelings, is he? Even though I am a very strong person, if he continues to act this way, I will develop feelings for him; does he realize what he is doing?
"Thank you so much for your thoughtfulness; that was extremely kind of you. If you leave the bed anytime we sleep next to each other, please simply return my body pillow to its original position on the bed. I can sleep much more easily when I have something or someone to snuggle up with."
"You are welcome, and I will keep that in mind next time. Do you want me to help in the bathroom-"
"Nope, I got it." Absolutely not; I would not let myself be tricked into getting fucked once again.
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I was pleased since he had purchased all my favorite items from the café. Of course, Hoseok had done a good job for me. Because he knew me so well, he had earned the title of being my best friend. I was not disappointed with how he helped Jungkook with getting me something edible to eat.
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Twist of Fate | Jinkook ✔️
FanfictionSeokjin attempts to cling to the tiniest glimmer of hope that he can find after two years of experiencing a heartbreaking loss. However, a major medical mistake turns his life upside down and changes everything.