It’s been two weeks since that night taehyung had fucked your brains out. Ever since that night, he hasn’t touched you. Most likely still angry about the events that occurred before he fucked your brains out. Rightfully so— even you can admit that you crossed the line that night.
Did you mention he fucked your brains out? Nevertheless, you have bigger fish to fry. You’re late on your period. You should’ve gotten it a few days ago but the red flood never showed.Yes, you’re on birth control. Still, inevitably you miss a few days because of your inconsistent schedule so it may not be that effective. Especially not when you beg your husband to cum inside of you.
You wince at the thought as you rest your head on the bathroom door. A few hours ago you went to go pick up a few pregnancy tests from the store. You can’t help but overthink while you wait for the stick you just peed on to tell you whether or not you’re pregnant.
You try to imagine the possibility of becoming a mother, how you would act and how you’d speak. How Taehyung would react when you tell him you’re pregnant. Him as a father.You’re immediately snapped out of your thoughts when you hear the front door slam.
Taehyung’s home.
Your heart rate immediately increases and you pray that he’ll continue ignoring your existence just like he has the past two weeks. It seems that god is not on your side because you can clearly hear his footsteps approaching the bathroom.
Of course he has to go to the bathroom. You just want to cry but that wouldn’t be much help either.The door handle to the bathroom turns but doesn’t open. The lock on the door stopping him from entering. After a few seconds, he knocks. You flinch at the sound, looking around the bathroom for a way out. Obviously, at a loss when u realize that you’re trapped inside the four walls. “_______, open the door I have to use the bathroom.” You hear him say behind the door. You look at the pregnancy test on the sink to see that nothing has changed. You silently curse to yourself. Why the fuck is this piss stick taking so long.“_______.” You hear your name again, along with a few knocks. “I— I’m using the bathroom.” There’s a sigh on the other side of the door. “Well, can you hurry? I’m about to piss myself.” He adds, impatiently to which you roll your eyes.“Use the guest bathroom!” You shout defensively.
Due to you being on the other side of the door, you can’t see the way taehyung’s brows furrow together. You two never use the guest bathroom even if someone is taking a shit. It’s like an unspoken rule. “I swear to god _______, open the door. I’ve seen you shitting like a thousand times already.” It’s true, you really couldn’t care less what taehyung had to say about your smelly poop. Unlike taehyung who would beg you to leave. But you’re running out of excuses. “taehyung, fucking— ugh! Just go to the other bathroom!” You spaz and taehyung is left with only one thought.
“Is there someone in there with you?” He asks and when you grow silent he makes up his mind. You honestly didn’t know what to say, you were taken aback. How could he think so lowly of you? “You brought a man into our house _______?” The sound of his voice is a mixture of hurt and anger. And maybe you would feel bad for the man if you weren’t too busy trying to pick your jaw up off the floor. Because… how dare he?
“What the fuck are you talking about? Why would I bring someone into our house?!” You’re pissed that he would even think you would do some shady shit like that. I mean yes, shaking ass on another man in front of his coworkers is bad but bringing another man into your house while he’s gone… that’s fucking low. Even for you. “Why?” He mockingly repeats before letting out an unhumorous laugh. “Because you don’t want to be in this marriage, that’s why! I wouldn’t be surprised if you brought someone here just to rub that shit in my face.” You angrily swing the door open, absolutely not giving a shit about the stupid pregnancy test on the bathroom sink. You are livid and now taehyung is going to hear your mouth. Face to face.“As much as I don’t want to be in the marriage I still have respect for you and I would never bring anyone into this house.” You shout at him. The man is way taller than you but somehow you’re still all up in his face. “I don’t even know where you would get that idea from. Unless you had another woman in our house.” You fold your arms over your chest.
