The Invincibles-KTH FF (BOOK II)

-THIRTY NINE-

"Yes. I should be proud, shouldn't I? She doesn't want or need my money."

Smiling, I looked up to the sky. "Feminist then."

"God forbid." He spat over the cliff's edge and I simply laughed, opening my arms and allowing the wind to blow past me again.

For miles, all I could smell was fresh grass and seawater. It made me want to fly...it was like I was flying.

"Careful, ma'am," he whispered, grabbing onto my waist.

"Shh, Jinx," I muttered, pushing his hands away. "I'm on top of the world."

It was peaceful on the edge. My life was even more chaotic than I had ever imagined.

"Wife."

And just like that, my peace was gone.

Turning, there stood my husband, in nothing but jeans and a white button down shirt. The wind blew through his hair, pushing it back, making his eyes look glazed over as he glared at Jinx.

"Go help Jimin. Now." He snapped at him, nostrils flaring.

Jinx looked to me, eyebrow raised, before walking off toward the house. Taehyung watched him like a lion stalking its prey, cautious of any sudden movements. It wasn't until Jinx was far out of earshot that he gave me his attention again.

"Have you slept with him?" he hissed through clenched teeth.

Seriously? He's jealous? "I haven't slept with him since you entered my life, husband."

Brushing the side of my cheek, he hovered over my lips, stealing the air from the small bubble surrounding us. "That's not an answer, wife."

"It is an answer. Just not the one you want to hear," I said before closing the gap between our lips. He pulled me closer to him, grabbing my ass and hair.

"You..."

"Let it go. Taehyung. My past is my past. Yours is yours. You don't see me giving all the women you've slept with the evil eye." If I did, my face would be stuck in a permanent scowl.

"With the exception of Sora."

"That wasn't my fault, she came for seconds."

"I don't want you to be alone with him."

And we were back on Jinx.

"Too bad," I replied, breaking free of his arms and walking towards the house.

"I'm serious, Y/N," he hollered. He was just going to have to get over it. I could feel him stomping through the grass behind me. I could always feel him, even when I didn't want to. The men of my past were none of his concern. He knew damn well I wasn't a virgin when I met him. The stupid double-standard-having misogynistic asshole.