Bound By Duty (CHOI YEONJUN × CHOI SOOBIN FANFICTION)

Chapter 9: New Rules

I woke up to the throbbing feeling between my legs, it was unbearable. I moaned and groaned, rolling around the bed until I had to get up. I remembered everything, of course I remembered everything, I wasn't drunk. But something about the remembrance of what happened in bed and at the shower made my blood boil so much.

Fuck that aphrodisiac, fuck all of my medicines. I'm never drinking those shit again. The Choi Yeonjun from last night was not me. I had enough, if we were going to divorce we had to act like we're divorced. I stormed into our room, aggressively taking off his clothes and putting on mine instead. I opted to wear clothes suitable for going out, since I'll be calling Beomgyu later that day to tell him how fucked up I am right now. Literally.

I grabbed a paper and pen, writing down the rules that appeared in my head. My hand writing is shit right now, but I don't give a fuck. As long as I'm writing it and its readable that's all that matters. Once I was done, I stormed out of the room. I walked down the stairs and towards where Soobin was typing away on his laptop. I slammed the coffee table, one of my hands holding the paper I was writing the rules at awhile ago.

"We need to talk." He looks up from his laptop to look at me, then looks back at his laptop to turn it off and lean back at the couch. 

"What do we need to talk about?" I walk around the table to sit at the far edge of the couch, as far away from Soobin as possible and slam the paper on the table again.

"The rules, let's change the rules." I crossed my arms over my chest and huff, glaring at him intently. He raises an eyebrow at me, and I feel all of my insides boiling even more at his reply.

"Not with that attitude we're not."

"Why not? Atleast try and read it." I pushed the paper toward him even more, tapping on the paper impatiently until he grabs it from me, reading the rules I had written with a frown.

"We might as well be living in different houses with these." He crumples the paper and throws it somewhere, and I scoffed in disbelief.

"Bring more reasonable rules, then we'll talk." More reasonable rules?? I think the rules I made were VERY reasonable and easy to follow! And it's also suitable for someone like us to follow these rules. The rules I made were simple: we should have our own separate rooms now, I could go out whenever I please without the need to tell Soobin, and no intimate touches and that includes NO SEX. I pulled at my hair in distress, groaning as he goes back to typing in his annoying ass laptop. It's irritating that he barely goes to work these days, bringing his annoying shit ass work at home. I tried calming myself down, biting hard on one of my fingers as I try m best to not pull this man's hair out right now.

"Why don't you like the rules?"

"Do you really think I'm letting that happen? Think again. Those rules are ridiculous, I don't know how you're expecting me to agree with that."

"Oh come on! You should agree! I mean we are getting divorced! We might as well act like one!"

"Getting divorced in 9 months Yeonjun, that's a lot of time for a woman to go through all stages of pregnancy." I gasped loudly at his response, offended by what he said. I can't get pregnant, Yujin gave me birth control that could actually not affect my health, there is no way I'm getting pregnant anytime soon.

"Fuck you! I'm never getting pregnant! EVER. You heard the doctor, I'm almost barren. It will never happen!" I stood up, taking a few steps away.

"Why are you so insistent?"

"Because I am DYING to get away from you!" I was screaming my answers from the other end of the room, frustrated at his calm voice. I've never felt so mad in my whole life, I was never mad at someone besides my dad. But now I'm more mad at him than any person in the world.