Two individuals almost alarmingly similar in persona and ideologies are bound by what people call...𝖒𝖆𝖗𝖗𝖎𝖆𝖌𝖊. For them, however, this was nothing but a baseless contract, signed by their parents against their own will. Needless to say, they...
You've GOT to be kidding me. In addition to my already messed up life and immensely fucked up mental status, this is what was missing. A heartily laugh arising from Jake's throat- not for me, but one of my sworn nemesis. Of course, it had to be him.
Park Jay stood in front of my very eyes, his arm wrapped around my husband's shoulder and the shorter's eyes glistening with enthusiasm. I had known him since childhood, though unfortunately. He was my maternal cousin, a guy I had despised ever since the beginning. As if, my suffering hadn't sufficed the greed of God, he thought of bringing him back but as Jake's university friend. "Hyung, stop!", I heard a giggle escape his mouth when Jay approached to tickle the hell out of him.
"You're still sensitive to it?", sounded like a very 'married' statement to me, making my blood boil. "Oh yeah, he is.", I intervened in their never ending conversation. Cutting someone off in the middle or interrupting a talk was much out of character for me but at that time, I gave no fuck about it. "Oh, hi. Hyung.", the lingering mischief in his eyes made me wanna break his nose into two, so good that even a plastic surgeon would not be able to mend it.
"Hi.", I replied blankly, my zealousness almost at a nil. I pulled Jake towards me by grabbing his waist, a protective aura clouding my existence so much so, even he looked dumbfounded.
"We're gonna start shooting soon and if you don't mind or even mind, I'd like you out of here.", I stated earning a gasp from Jake. "You don't talk to him like that!", he yelled, agitating my already jealous self even further. "Okay...", my hoarse voice was too calm for the infuriating situation and he seemed to get a good hold of it. "Then you show him the way out or imma have him kicked out. I don't like distractions, you know that.", the coldness in my tone made him shiver under my touch and our close proximity. I did not give two flying shits about how eomma was gonna yell at me on our daily call for speaking so 'unethically' to my dongsaeng.
"Hyung, you're still as possessive as you were in childhood.", Jay chuckled in a mockingly strange way, causing my fists to ball. "Imma go for now. Call me when you're done.", saying that he left, not before winking at the other. Highest salutes to this man's audacity for entering a lion's den, so courageously and making it out alive, even after such a statement. I scoffed, massaging my stinging temples. He had asked my husband to call him when he was done as if I was gonna eat him alive...
Props to him.
"I really don't get it. What in the world is wrong with you?", Jake yanked my hand away from his waist before storming towards the changing room. First Jay and now him...God really did hate me.
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Jake's POV
"Lights, check. Shall we start sir?", the photographer politely asked me as I nodded, my body still on fire due to the intensity of Heeseung's gaze. I was wearing an open black button down with denims, looking fine as hell but if only he could see it...
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(Don't look at my man and imagine Jake, okay cutie pies?💀)
On normal days he would ignore me as if I did not exist but when I talked to other people and especially the 'guy' kind, he always had to shove his ass in between. Jay was a lovely friend who I had met in America for my further studies and since then we had been inseparable. He was a safe spot for me and would always be, but Heeseung just couldn't digest it.
"Asshole.", I cursed under my breath, glaring at him with the same burning heat.
Life with him hadn't been the worst like I had imagined prior to our marriage because we were never actually around each other. That's probably what aided to our non-existent relationship and we successfully did not kill each other but, his burning possessiveness knew no bounds, I knew for a fact. God, I hated but loved it at the same time.
The lights dimmed and the shoot began. I was determined to give my best to prove to him, that he wasn't just the one with the power.
(I encourage watching it for a better understanding.)
My naked torso glistened under the lights, adding a touch of seduction to my already appealing self. The jeans fitted so well, highlighting the contours of my body that I could practically see everyone, including him, drooling as I channeled through the corridors. It was an outdoor shoot with minimalistic people, making it easier for me to spot...him; covered in sweat beads with his mouth agape and tongue rolling out- just the way I liked it.
The cold necklace that brushed my soft skin, glinted of sensuality, maybe because it was on me, after all. Having modelled for various top brands in my past, this was nothing knew and I was aware of the fact that I was gonna ace it like I always did. The way I passed my almost fatal wink and how I danced on the escalator made me confident that I had got him...for good this time.
There was a reason why I had planned onto filming this shoot, including Appa.
He knew how much I needed it and decided to help me out to ease my situation. Only he knew how my and Heeseung's relationship had proceeded with no love or even interest in each other and thus, he wanted to put fire to it; a fire so hot, it would burn Heeseung's arrogance until he closed around me.
