The Annulment

:: white walls

Jungkook ended up flying back to his residential area of South Korea two days later after visiting New York to discuss his failed marriage with a fairly attractive stranger.

The 15 hour flight was more than enough time for the dark haired man to prepare his speech to his wife, and to serve her the papers he so desperately needed to be signed. That was the only way he could rid himself of her manipulative and conniving presence.

As his driver pulled up to his shared accommodation, he admired the beauty of the home.

Extensive and completely white (at Haeun's desire, of course), the house was vast. The walls' cloud-colored exterior had recess lighting all around. Also, six plants in total were neatly spaced across the walkway to the front door. Privacy hadn't been a significant issue since they were located far from any neighbors. This meant the couple had sizable, lovely glass windows, which made it possible for visitors to take in the tastefully furnished home before entering it.

It was a magnificent house. Something Jungkook could only dream of when he was a child, but now he is living in that dream...well for now at least.

After a brief moment of admiring the beauty of his contemporary and serene home, Jungkook went upstairs to his master bedroom, which he shared with his wife. Haeun was someone who liked mornings and thrived in the early hours of the day, so he knew she would be fully awake. She had always assumed it had something to do with the fact that she was born in the morning, but Jungkook had never really commented on it.

"Good morning husband. How was your little meeting with that divorce attorney? Get everything you needed?" Haeun had eyes (and ears) everywhere, so Jungkook was not surprised that she was aware of his whereabouts and what he was up to. He was also unsurprised by how completely composed she sounded as she spoke about such a sensitive subject. Haeun was exactly that; composed...at all times. She never displayed any signs of rage despite being strong and determined. Jungkook refers to her behavior as passive aggression.

"Are your little spies still watching out for me?" Haeun, this is childish," Jungkook says, letting go of his duffel bag and dumping it on their unusually huge bed.

"That is why you want to leave me, is that right?" Before entering the public eye, Haeun was finishing up her makeup and making sure she looked more than presentable.

"Yes, that's a part of it."

"Kookie Bear, you're committing the greatest mistake of your life. Divorce is not condoned; are you really willing to jeopardize everything you've accomplished for yourself just because we can't get along? I advise you to consider this and select an "outside friend" who can please you,"

"This isn't about the sex, Haeun-ah"

"I would hope it's not about sex. I am aware of how successful I am in the bedroom," Haeun excelled in all she did.  EVERYTHING. It seemed as though this woman was perfection. 

"And I'm not?" Haeun was aware that Jungkook was making a suggestion that she might have a second relationship, so she changed the subject.

"You said this isn't about the sex, Kookie Bear,"
Now that the wife and her husband were face to face, she flicked his chin and kissed his lips before leaving.

She kissed him, and it left a searing, poisonous sensation on his lips.

She immediately walked out.

Giving her the divorce papers would be much more difficult than Jungkook had anticipated.
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Jungkook had no idea where Haeun was headed at this hour of the morning. But if it's necessary to tell you, the audience, of her chosen location...She was on her way to the dwelling of her other lover. Eunwoo Cha. Best friend of Jungkook.

Although neither of them were proud of their sneaking around, it was an addiction that they both struggled to give up.

Eunwoo was a lone resident of an apartment in Seoul's skyline. He didn't even have a wife or anything, really.

Eunwoo was wearing black Nike sweatpants when Haeun knocked on his door noticing him shirtless. Haeun had never been up this early, but she had to alter the time for their meeting since she knew Jungkook would be returning in the early hours.

"Why are you here so early, Hae?" He referred to her in a completely different way than her spouse did. She was enamored with it since it was so sensual and attractive.

"Jungkook returned from New York this morning, and I had to leave," she said. "He's trying to get a divorce from me, Eunwoo, and he knows I'm with someone else,"

"Do you need me to speak to him?" Eunwoo's heart was racing.

"I need you to make love to me right now. Haeun said, "That's why I came here," then, Eunwoo picked up his best friend's wife and moved to a nearby couch.

The married woman stood up to remove her underwear from underneath her flowy dress, down to her ankles after an abrupt kiss that lasted no more than two minutes.

It was challenging for Eunwoo to stop her because she appeared like a werewolf in heat. She was his weakness, which he despised because Jungkook had always supported him and never treated him unfairly.

So why does he sleep with his wife?

His thoughts continued to wander till Haeun pulled down his joggers to display his private area and sat down on the generally average-sized penis.

Another thing he struggled to comprehend was that. He had previously seen his best friend's bare physique, and it was much nicer than his. Therefore, why would Haeun actually down size to be with him?

But those ideas began to slip away as the woman he was sinning with began to move her hips in a circular rhythm, causing warmth and friction between them.
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"Did you serve her with the divorce papers?" Kim Taehyung answered the phone after giving Jungkook his work number from the New York visit.

"Not yet. Before I could, she fled the house," Even if Jungkook was lying, he had no obligation to be loyal or truthful to his lawyer.

"It is crucial that you serve her with these documents, Mr. Jeon, so that we can wrap up this procedure and you can resume your life," Taehyung did not sound very happy.

Infuriated, Jungkook said, "Well, she isn't here right now, and I have to take a shower, so if there isn't anything else to talk about, I would like to wash the smell of the airplane off of me."

On the other end, Taehyung was grinning at his client's sarcastic tone.

"No, Mr. Jeon, there is nothing more to discuss. Call me if you require my assistance,"

Before Taehyung could hang up, strangely enough, Jungkook felt bad for speaking to him in that manner.

"Wait." As he combed his finger through his hair, Jungkook murmured.

"Yes, Mr. Jeon?" Taehyung spoke up.

"Are you able to travel to Seoul? So you can help serve these documents to her? Jungkook had serious doubts the man would agree to such a strange request.

"When do you need me?"