Coffee (YEONJUN Centric)

Some Day Again🌧

Genre- Agnst
Pair- Hueningkai × Yeonjun
Summary:
Yeonjun has a relationship with a man that has a wife.
Basically, he's the other woman but as a guy.

Yall are going to hate Hueningkai in this one but not that much.

Oh and at the end, this turns into Beomgyu × Yeonjun

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For you

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3rd Person's POV:

2:30 p.m

"Yeonjun..wake up..wake the hell up!"

Hueningkai yelled.

Meet Hueningkai and Yeonjun. A couple. Hueningkai was the Director of his father, while Yeonjun was a stay at home person. They lived in completely different life style. One was a middle class person and one was a rich one. But the plot twist is, Yeonjun was the other woman or you could say mistress, he was tired of doing whatever.

"Mmm...what?" Yeonjun asked, putting on his glasses, he smiled as soon he saw Hueningkai smirking at him. "Does your back hurt?" Yeonjun scoffed loudly, he slapped Hueningkai across the face then stood up from the bed. "Go and ask your wife that, you didn't even care if I was hurt while doing it, fuck off."

Hueningkai nodded, he sighed staring at Yeonjun's figure that faded. "Haa...you're unbelievable."

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"What do you want for lunch sweetie?" Hueningkai's wife questions her husband as Yeonjun continues watching them. Hueningkai's wife knew about them but she still knew that Hueningkai was only using him for his body. "I want have you~"

His wife, Hae-jin laughed, "Oh, well, if you say so. Let's do it right here...on the couch." Hueningkai nodded. He didn't even acknowledge Yeonjun all he did was look at his wife.

Yeonjun just stared at them, not fazed at all, this was pretty  normal to him since they do this everytime. He bit his lip to hold back his tears that was on the verge of falling. He sat there, as the two of them continue to do whatever that were on the couch.

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3:36 p.m
At Hueningkai's house.

Yeonjun was in his room, with the door locked, under the pillow, crying while hugging his pillow tightly. He wanted Beomgyu, his one and only person that would comfort him.

Yeonjun wanted to call him but Hueningkai forbid him from calling any guys especially Beomgyu.

He felt his heart break as the two kept on fucking. "If he doesn't even care about me, why did he beg my father to marry me?"

He cried, gripping on his shirt where the heart was located, "It hurt....it hurts."

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5:08 p.m
In Yeonjun's room.

"Hey, Yeonjun." Hae-jin whispered, "Wake up, you slut." Yeonjun finally woke up, he stared at her with puffy, red eyes and a runny nose. "Make me food." She ordered, usually, she would do this everytime Hueningkai was asleep or not home. ".....sure."

"Hmm...you know, I always wondered why Hueningkai would marry you. I mean, look at you, you're just a son of a florist and a worker under my dad." Hae-jin laughed at him, Yeonjun didn't know what to do. If he talked back, Hueningkai would yell at him.

"Whatever, go and make me something to eat." Yeonjun nodded. "Sure."

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