Siri and Jungkook have been together for 5 years, married for 3 of them. They've hit a rough patch. A really bad rough patch. Something in Jungkook has changed. Arguments arise and he wishes they weren't together.
Something happens and his wish come...
Warning ⚠️R18+⚠️ This fanfic contains: Smut, swearing → Please remember, this is a fanFICTION- BTS members and any other celebrity I use are just characters in the story.
❌ DO NOT translate, copy or take any part of my stories and claim it as your own somewhere else. That's PLAGIARISM & is ILLEGAL. If I find out someone has copied my work, I will take action to get them removed.
First time reading one of my stories? This is not a "Y/N" story. Main female character is an original character (OC) and is always named Serenity/Serena/Siri. This is the same name I've used in all my other stories.
Thanks to my dear friend who made my OC come to life; she produced the perfect image of Siri 🥹
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
____________________
Currently-- Siri and JK 25-26 y/o
Siri POV
"Quit naggingat me!"
"Well I wouldn't be nagging at you if you stopped coming home so late every night! I asked you to be home tonight for a reason, Koo. Did you forget?"
"Ugh! God! It's just a couple of beers after work! It's not a big deal!"
"It is a big deal when you've been doing it a lot lately! And it's not just a 'couple' of beers. You come home drunk off your ass half the time. I'm surprised you're not slurring your speech and that you're actually having a conversation with me right now. Do you even know what day it is today?"
Five years we've been together now. Married for 3 of those years. The last 3 or 4 months something has changed.Hehas changed and I don't know what's gotten into him.
I took a step toward him, taking his tattooed hand in mine to caress it.
"I'm just worried about you, Koo. I can't sleep till I know you're home safe and sound next to me..."
He snapped his hand away from mine, "Stop worrying. I still come home to you at the end of the night."
"Yeah... smelling like alcohol and cigarettes."
He let out a heavy sigh and rubbed his forehead in exasperation. "Look. You know I've been stressed out at work. I have a deadline to meet and I wanna get this promotion. I've worked my ass off the last few months for this. Drinking and smoking here and there helps relieve my stress. I don't wanna be coming home to a nagging wife stressing me out more after a long hard day. Which reminds me. I've told you before to stop annoying me at work with your stupid text messages. You know I'm not going to reply to them so don't waste your time."
