My Workaholic husband [Jinkook]

12.

City was illuminating with numerous lights. Jungkook tried to distract himself by looking out of the car. Silence in the car was eating him up. He prayed in his mind that his thumping heartbeat won't be audible. He wondered if it's fine to lean on the seat to rest. Seokjin is acting strange today.

Earlier he couldn't even get a single glimpse of Seokjin as if he disappeared from the place so he couldn't help but sulk alone and get annoyed by the presence of Taehyung who kept invading his personal space.

Just as his mind was about to wander to the conversation he had with Taehyung earlier a sudden halt stopped him from doing so. He turned his head towards Seokjin's direction "W-what's wrong?"

Silence.

Jungkook furrowed his brows in confusion. Seokjin had his stare fixed towards the road, his grip tightening around the steering wheel showing his nerves which didn't went unnoticed by Jungkook. His adam apple moved as he gulped.

" Seokjin" his voice came out almost in a whisper with worry lacing it.

"Did you had fun?" asked Seokjin calmly. Eyes still on the road as he started the car once again.

Jungkook stopped fumbling with the sleeve of his shirt at the sudden question thrown at him. Like hell I had fun. How can he even ask this question... When he didn't even gave him a single glance.. A freaking single glance wouldn't hurt would it? But he can't let the man beside him know about it. It have come to his pride now. Jungkook mouth was forming a pout when he was in his deep slumber of thoughts.

"I-I had... Yeah- I had lots of f-fun.." he replied wanting to slap himself for stuttering so furiously. What a perfect time to do so.

"I see" Jungkook frowned when he wasn't able to get any response from his husband. His grip tightened around the seat belt wanting to take it out and strangle Seokjin with that belt. He don't give a damn about me anymore... Like seriously no question? You're not going to ask any further?? Good. Time to press some buttons now.

"Y-yeah! Of course! I enjoyed a lot. You know what Seokjin, I recently made few good friends thanks to Jimin. He really is my best friend." he looked for Seokjin's reaction anxiously and continued further "Oh! How badly I wish to have stayed there for longer so I can have some fun with him and his friends. Tae-" sudden break in car left him shocked. He held the belt for his dear life; his heart almost daring to come out of his rib cage.

"What the- Seokjin why did you stopped the car?!" he said clutching his chest breathing hard.

"What did you just say?"

"What??" asked Jungkook perplexed not being able to understand what he was trying to imply. His eyes met Seokjin's infuriated ones.

"With whom did you had so much fun?" asked Seokjin anger fully laced in his tone. Jungkook gulped. There is definitely something strange with Seokjin today. Did he do something wrong? He couldn't quite understand. He groaned and peaked his eyes towards Seokjin.

"Why? I just told you right- Why are you acting so strange today?"

"Don't you have something to say to me?" Jungkook blinked almost cowering at the intimidating tone. Gosh what do I tell him. What does he even want to hear from me..

"S-say what? I don't understand you. Please elaborate." He said with bit of sarcastic tone which didn't went ignored by Seokjin. He chewed on his dry lips when no response came. Why he is being so nosy today.

"Stop doing that." Jungkook looked up innocently.

"But I didn't do anythi-"

"Stop talking damn it." said Seokjin cutting him with annoyance. Jungkook pressed his lips. He looked down on his thigh with sorrowful expression.

"You're seriously crazy" he mumbled under his breath but Seokjin clearly heard it.

"What did you say just now?"

Jungkook didn't responded. Seokjin eyes lingered with anger.

"Stop sulking, just freaking answer me."

"I am not sulking.." he looked up with a scowl holding the tears which were threatening to fall chanting in his mind not to cry. "And even if I am then it shouldn't be concerning you-" he stopped when he felt Seokjin's hands on his thighs gripping it tightly.

"Dare to say it one more time." said Seokjin tightening his grip. Jungkook flinched.

"Let's just go home or you drop me here" he said trying to remove his hand but to no avail.

"First tell me why you didn't came to me in the party?" Jungkook looked at him in disbelief.

"I looked for you all the time! But you were nowhere to be seen. When you arrived you didn't even gave me a s-single glance you jerk.. " he said almost choking on his tears which could fall anytime.

"Huh that's why you were having fun with someone else."

"What do you mean someone else? I am seriously h-hurt here.. and all you care about is that?! I am your husband! Isn't it your responsibility also to acknowledge me? I am asking you just for your attention... Can't I even get t-that from you?" he said, his voice almost coming in whisper by the end as hot tears streamed down his face. Seokjin frowned clearly displeased.

"Why do you let others stare and touch you? Do you like the attention so much?"  Seokjin's gaze was dark now as he further tightened his grip on Jungkook's thighs. He turned up the tinted windows. "Then I guess you wouldn't mind if I do this" Just in a blink of an eye Jungkook's seat belt was removed. Seokjin grabbed his ass and manhandled him onto his lap. Jungkook gasped with the sudden change.

"Are you frustrated with me?" he asked with trembling voice. "Did I do something wrong?" he asked further  clutching Jin's shoulder softly. Seokjin tightened his grip on his thighs almost leaving mark. Jungkook grimaced.

"I am hurting you for your own good." he said biting his earlobes causing Jungkook to flinch at the sudden sensation "When you agreed to be mine you gave me the right to do whatever I wanted with you." he further added guiding his hand to Jungkook's hair and harshly pulling it backward. Jungkook winced in pain.

"Why are you like this? Are you angry at me for what I-I said earlier?"

"Stop acting so innocent! Don't make me hurt you. Dedicate yourself to me or else." he said wrapping his arms around Jungkook's waist possessively in a tight grip. Jungkook's legs were almost straddling his lap.

Jungkook's head dropped as tears started to stream down his face wetting Seokjin's shirt. He clutched on it and said in quivering voice " I-I really d-don't know... I am sorry... But are you jealous? "

" I am fucking jealous. " Jungkook's moistened eyes widened as he stared at Seokjin.