𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒 | 𝐌𝐘𝐆

𝟏𝟐 | 𝐇𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐄𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬

ℳ𝒾𝓃 𝒴ℴℴ𝓃𝑔𝒾'𝓈 𝒫𝒪𝒱:

He slowly opened his eyes, shifting uncomfortably on the sofa. He furrowed his eyebrows in discomfort, running his fingers through his hair.

The gentle warmth of the light filtering through the curtains drew his gaze, but it was the sight of the sleeping woman beside him that captured his full attention.

For some reason, Yoongi felt something he had never felt before from the sight of her peaceful expression.

The calmness of her sleep contrasted sharply with the chaos and regret he felt inside. For the first time, he felt an intense mix of overwhelming desire that he couldn't quite understand.

His hand subconsciously made its way to her silky hair, his fingers gently weaving through the soft strands. He sighed, focusing on the rhythm of her soft breathing as he continued playing with her hair.

When he brushed a strand of hair away from her face, he noticed a slight twitch of her nose, causing her head to move slightly. Yoongi froze, his heart skipping a beat as he quickly withdrew his hand.

Just then, the sudden ringing of his phone managed to wake her up, causing him to panic even more.

"Fuck." He blurted out, tapping on his phone to answer the caller.

"Yoongi? Is everything alright? Why didn't you answer my calls last night?" A concerned female voice could be heard from the other side.

Yoongi's eyes flickered toward his now awake wife, her drowsy eyes darting over to his phone before sighing in disappointment.

"I'm fine. Just feeling pretty sick." Yoongi calmly answered, unsure of what to do as he silently watched Mira starting to get up. He panicked, immediately grabbing her arm, stopping her while he continued talking on the phone. She looked at him with a blend of confusion and sadness as she waited for him to resolve the situation.

"Would you like me to come over?" Gayeong asked eagerly.

"No it's fi-"

"Please, Yoongi. I'm really worried!"

Yoongi was caught between wanting to reassure her and dealing with the current situation. Before he could respond, Mira stepped in, snatching the phone from his hand.

"Come over."

There was a moment of tense silence on the other end of the line as Mira waited for a reply, her gaze fixed on Yoongi who sat there stunned.

After what felt like an eternity, the call abruptly ended.

Mira handed back his phone before turning around to leave, but Yoongi pulled her down onto the sofa.

"What? I did you a favor." She said firmly, ignoring how his arms were wrapping around her waist once again. Yoongi only shook his head as he struggled to find the right words.

Their eyes locked in a tense exchange, each searching for the meaning in the other's gaze. Unfortunately, the moment was interrupted by the sharp sound of the doorbell ringing, causing Mira to look away.

"Let me go." She whispered, pushing his arms away before standing up to go answer the door.

Emotions stirred in Yoongi's mind, but he wasn't sure what it was or how it even started. Was it because of last night's alcohol? But whatever it was, it left him questioning whether these emotions were a result of something deeper.

𝒮ℯℴ ℳ𝒾𝓇𝒶'𝓈 𝒫𝒪𝒱:

"Hoseok..?" Your voice trailed off as you stared at the bothered woman behind him. Seems like they happen to arrive at the same time.

"Mira, is everything alright?" Hoseok stepped inside, a concerned expression on his face.

"Y-Yeah, Mr. Min's in the livi-" You didn't get to finish your sentence when Hoseok hurried past you with Gayeong following closely behind him.

"Why is she here?" You heard Hoseok's booming voice, causing you to rush back to the living room to see the three of them there.

"It's not what it looks lik-"

"Why is she always here?!" Hoseok's anger was evident as he pointed at Gayeong, raising his voice a bit before turning his head to glare at her, "What are you now, some kind of homewrecker?"

"Hoseok, hang on," You interjected, standing in between Hoseok and Yoongi as you tried to explain the situation, "I was the one who told her to come over."

Yoongi remained silent, his gaze shifting back and forth between you and Gayeong.

Hoseok dropped his arm as he looked at you with a pitiful expression. He took a deep breath, walking closer toward you.

"You don't have to do this to make him happy, Mira," Hoseok tried his best to remain calm, "You're only making things worse."

Gayeong gritted her teeth in agitation, her hands balling into fists as she walked closer to the three of you.

"Hey, are you forgetting that I'm Yoongi's girlfriend?" She scoffed, glaring back at Hoseok.

"And Mira's his wife. Get that shit inside your head." Hoseok snapped back, fully turning to place himself between you and Gayeong.

"You fucking heard me. Get out."