[ COLD || HUSBAND || JEON ]

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You felt like being skinned alive at the mere thought of being alone with him.

Him with this mood.

He didn't even look at IU or at ahjumma leaving, he was just staring at you, his chest was heaving up and down, he was trying to remain calm, his knuckles were turning white as he gripped the countertop on either side of you, he was controlling himself from not doing something drastic out of anger.

"You have some nerve to challenge me" he said in a hushed tone, he took another step closer, your back now pressed against the counter "are you just a spoiled brat or you're stupid, huh? " He leaned closer, his face now few centimeters away from you, if he was mad before he's now furious, his eyes were staring daggers into your soul.

You gulped clearly freaking out, hands moving up to stop him on his track.

He ignored your hand and pressed himself against you, his body was now flushed against you.

"You're gonna keep testing me aren't you" he said through gritted teeth, "Do you realize how much I'm controlling myself when you talk back to me like this, you know how much I'm trying to not do something drastic to you" his breath was fanning over your face, his gaze was intense, his eyes filled with anger and a hint of desire.

"Y-you pr-romised me, you said you'll l-let me be at uni everyday, you can't back off  with-,"

He slammed his fist on the counter next to your head, causing you to flinch badly, your eyes closed tightly,

"That's. Before. Your. Bratty. Attitude..., you're coming with me and THAT'S FINAL" he shouted at you, his patience had run out, his face was close to yours and he was getting extremely tempted that if you say another word he might give in to his desires and do what he's thinking right now.

Your lips trembled he's shouting again. You opened your eyes, with so much hate and disgust. "I. Hate. You." your words held so much power, that it triggered him so much.

He chuckled, storms before heavy rain, his hand went up and grabbed your jaw, he tilted your head back so that you were completely looking up at him, he forced your face to the side and leaned closer to your ear "oh you hate me so much wifie" his voice was low and dangerous, his sensual hot breath tickling over your earlobe, as he spoke like a maniac.

"You hate me so much yet you still do everything to rile me up and get my attention," your hands moved to his on your jaw trying to move it harshly, almost digging your nails in his hand, he only smirked cockily.

"You should know that when you do that it just makes me want to do other things to you, to stop you from even thinking of pissing me off" he said in a low whisper, his lips were almost touching your earlobe now.

"You're just a brat who can't sit still for a minute, always finding every way to trigger me, you know I'm this close to losing my cool and just take you right here" his hand that was resting on the counter is now moving to your hip and giving it a hard squeeze.

You gasped, your hands coming to his, your eyes widened and you started thrashing making him want to squeeze you more. " So fucking sensitive." He whispered, his lips touching your earlobe, he had you cornered against the counter, he was pressed against you.

"Why are you doing this? Why can't you just take her alone? I'm giving you space,..why...why me again? Let me just have my life..." Your tears poured out, you're tired.

He gave a dry laugh like he couldn't believe what you said "let you have your life?" he said mockingly, he grabbed your hips tightly, "you really think I am not giving you any freedom?"

He pushed himself more against you, so much that you can barely move, "I'm letting you go to university for gods sake when I can just keep you here locked up, you're making me crazy"