Bound By Duty (CHOI YEONJUN × CHOI SOOBIN FANFICTION)

Chapter 2: Las Vegas

It has been a month since that incident, I haven't broken any rules since. The image of Soobin's fiery eyes and his fingers inside me still playing in my head over and over again like a broken record. It had been haunting my dreams too, except that I couldn't feel the pain in my legs happening.

"I'm coming over."

"What?" I sat up on the couch, hearing Beomgyu grab his keys from the other line.

"I'm coming over, fuck your husband. Let's go out, no more excuses, no more going home early. I miss you so bad hyung." Hyung, he rarely calls me that.  And when he does, it was always at times like this: when one of us was getting out of touch with the world, or rather, I was getting out of touch.

"We'll fly out the country, we'll stay there for a week." I hear his car start, the radio automatically turning on to one of our favorite radio stations.

"What country do you want? Luxembourg? Switzerland? Copenhagen?"

"Las Vegas." I replied after the long pause on my line. The amount of adrenaline pumping in my veins at the thought makes me feel like I'm on cloud nine. Or cocaine, I've never tried that before though.

"Las Vegas it is." Neither of us talked after that, no one tried to hang up either. I allowed myself to get lost in my thoughts after that. A trip to other countries? It's been so long, the last time I've been outside Seoul was 7 years ago, after my highschool graduation. The trip to Miami wasn't that much, but I did created lots of memories with my highschool friends.

But Soobin.

Soobin. I was suddenly strucked with the idea of it, breaking all three rules at once, once again. But this time it'll be days of not going home. The thought of it sent adrenaline all throughout my brain. And I was already walking to our room, grabbing a small bag and placing my passport, wallet and my make up kit.

Breaking a few more rules after so long wasn't that bad right? He wouldn't be able to know where I am, I won't be bringing my phone.

"I'm here." Beomgyu says on the other line, and I hang up. I ran out of the room with the biggest smile I had after such a long time. I still hang out with Beomgyu, only that its cut short because I go home early now. I suddenly had the urge to cry at the thought of what happened last month affect me for so long. I hugged Beomgyu tightly, burrying my face in the crook of his neck as I let my tears fall. He pats my head lightly, rocking both of us side to side.

I'm no longer afraid. Maybe if Soobin doesn't find me before the week ends, I'll stay in Las Vegas for good.

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The first day of being in Las Vegas, it was a blast. Me and Beomgyu were having the time of our lives, moving from casino to casino, gambling small but earning big, drinking 'till we can't function properly. The only thing I didn't do was hook up, which Beomgyu is doing at the moment. He left me alone there in the V.I.P room with the foreinger he deemed worthy. I hated sex. Especially after the night of my wedding. It makes my thighs ache whenever I think about it, a trauma response if some people might say. And because of the thought of that wedding, I remembered Soobin.

Choi Soobin.

My lawfully wedded husband, the smile on his face the moment he saw me walk down that aisle. His face shining brighter when the priest said 'you may now kiss the groom'.

His smile.

His smile when he sadistically took me, over and over.

In the car.

In our bed.

The rules he made the next day when I woke up in bed, my legs and pussy throbbing like my heart was in between them.