⚠️🔞WARNING 🔞⚠️
It contains smut, cussing and triggering situations not suitable for minors and situations that can be traumatizing for some readers.
You were married to a well-known soccer star in the hopes that it would be the marriage of your dr...
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Your phone kept ringing in the trunk of the car. Your phone was inside your luggage, and the ringtone coming from it was the one assigned to your mother.
"Please. That's my mom calling. I need to get my phone." You spoke in a shaky voice, wiping your tears.
Minho: The GPS indicates that we have 20 minutes until we arrive at your mom's house. We can't stop. We need to go somewhere else. Why don't you use my phone, miss?
Y/n: I'm not sure if my mom would answer an unknown number.
Jungkook: I'd call her and put it on speaker, but she might not hear me very well.
Y/n: Yes, she would recognize your voice, baby.
Minsoo: Let me try. What's your mom's phone number?
You give him your mom's phone number, and he calls her but gets no response.
Y/n: Please keep trying.
Minsoo: Okay, miss.
Minsoo dials your mom's phone number again, and after a few rings, she answers, and Minsoo hands you his phone.
Mom: Hello?
Y/n: Mom it's me y/n.
Mom: Oh my goodness, sweetie. I've been trying to reach you. I don't recognize this number, and I don't like answering unknown calls, but something told me to pick up. I'm concerned about you, sweetie. *begins crying*
