CARNAL SINS | PJM

Two

Luna's POV

"Why were you late today" I could see Jeon watching me with suspicion from behind, while resting lazily on bed through my dressing table mirror.

"Why do you care , you were already having fun with Mary" I raised my eyeballs and passed a disgusting look at him.

"So if I go out with Mary, will you come home late? Is there any sort of competition going on between us Luna" He wasn't ready to go peacefully to bed today.

"People who already commit sins shouldn't question the ones who are suffering because of them Jeon" I shrugged, rubbing the last ointment on my face and hands.

"You are such a jealous woman, and how much does it cost you to call me jungkook or jk" he was pestering me now.

"I call strangers with their surname" I snapped back.

"Ohh my god we are married for God's sake, don't look down at our marriage vows" he was irked now.

"First of all, we are married for no good. Second you are in love with Mary, and third I don't think this marriage will fetch us with anything apart from misery" I looked at him. While adjusting myself in bed, making him shift to his side.

"It's all bullshit..I mean why am I even talking to you?" he made a face and turned away. While adjusting himself on the other side of the bed.

Yet another day has passed when we decided to ignore each other. This is how our relationship has always worked. Either he will not talk or he will say things which will hurt me otherwise.

He can go out and have fun with his favourite female partners and when it is about me, he questions. What have I even done to bear all this?!

I knew that today I won't be getting a peaceful sleep, as Jeon has already made it bad for me. I rose up from the bed hurried towards my study desk taking out my laptop i decided to post something on the internet today.

I had made a poet id on social media to post random relatable stuff which can make people happy , sad and a mix of different emotions all at once. And I named the account as "Luna tells tales".

I couldn't wait any longer and my finger started typing everything that was in my head currently. I never wanted to post anything related to my broken marriage but today I did, because I also wanted to tell the world that it's not always fine with the one who writes to make others happy, sometimes the one who writes a thousand deep emotions behind each and every word they pen down.

She slept on one side,
He occupied the other.
In between, rested the shards of their dead relationship.
#Broken Marriage

Hush!

What am I even up to? And then suddenly my mind went to ponder about Jimin. Something about him made me feel at peace, his eyes held serenity, his art spoke beauty, his lips were sugary. His existence was peaceful. I can still feel those heated moments we shared today. It was something different, too different to have ever imagined by me or even experienced.

He was a whole new individual to me. I think the more I thought about him, the more I liked the thought that we both were artists.

His touch felt like magic on my skin and he was a magician who tricked down my whole existence.

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I don't know when i woke up the next day but surely if it wasn't Jimin and his thoughts I could not have had a proper sleep last night.

I stood up from the study chair, looking around the whole room to confirm that Jeon isn't here anymore. At least I don't want to fight with him in the morning. I am already so done with all what we are going through.