Idol

1.First love

Your pov

"Y/n!" I heard my husband's voice.

"Shit, why is he shouting?" I mumbled to myself before walking downstairs to see a very angry Jungkook.

I was becoming really nervous because he's the type of person who never gets angry on something until it's very serious.

"What is it, Jungkook?" I asked. But suddenly I felt a sting on my left cheek. Did he just slap me?

"Why did you do it?" he asked with cold eyes.

"Do what?" you asked confused, still in a daze from the sudden action.

He let out a dark chuckle. "I thought that maybe you understood my feelings, but why did you do this?!" he shouted, like I just broke his Iron Man toy, making me flinch.

He showed me a torn picture of him and his girlfriend, Yami. Yeah. His girlfriend. We're husband and wife to the world. But just strangers under the same roof.

He was my first love. But I'm not for him. He married me when my father requested him just because he respects my father who brought him up.

He never loved me.

"I didn't do it."

He just scoffed and was about to slap me again until a voice stopped him.