ANTI ROMANTICS- HEEJAKE

It Came As A Surprise

Our faces were inches apart- so much so, if either of us even moved an inch, our lips would've crashed. I was unsure why he dragged me to his room but what I was contemplating, just did not feel real. 

Was he jealous?

"G-Good boy?", I quivered under his cold touch, his finger supporting my trembling chin. The sudden drop on his face and his retirement from the act made me somewhat upset. "Nothing.", another jolt of disappointment ran through the channels of my body. "And, start dressing up like you're married to someone.", he eyed my shorts, his face twisting at the sight. "Am I?", even I did not realise when my internal thoughts slipped through my mouth until I saw the dark look shielding his face. 

"Shall I prove it to you, then?"

A gush of blood came running to my cheeks when he re-closed the proximity between us- this time, even closer. His hand clasped my bare thigh, running up and down on the smooth surface. I felt heat building up in my body, the temperature of the room suddenly rising. In the blink of an eye, I was thrown to the bed with his built physique climbing on top of me. "W-What the-", his finger forbade me from speaking further. 

"You're being one disobedient husband, aren't you?", he whispered in my ear, straddling on my stomach. "Are you perhaps drunk?", I interrogated because this wasn't normalised for a 'normal' Heeseung. The cold and rude CEO with the personality of a lone wolf was talking dirty to me? "I'm quite sober and calm for the circumstances you've made me go through, you know?", his eyes flickered, the sense of hatred fuelling them- but it wasn't for me, I knew for a fact. "What are we even talking about?", my naughty side wanted to play dumb and that's what I complied to. His delectable looking lips curled up into a malevolent smirk before his eyes bore into mine. 

"Acting fool, are we?", the usual hoarseness in his voice had multiplied by a thousand, causing me to shiver when he licked my earlobe. 

"You, hanging out and even sharing the same bed with a guy who's not your husband while you leave the actual authority shaking with agony and jealousy. Isn't it unfair?", his wide hands outlined my body's circumference, my eyes growing with each statement he asserted. His face dipped into my neck, pressing soft kisses on my skin and collarbones. A rabble of butterflies arose in my stomach, a tickling sensation pretty evident for me to feel it. 

"What would you do if I go around fucking other people, who are not you and share beds with them?", my impatient hand grabbed his collar. "You dare, moron.", I cursed at him, my eyes dripping with venom. He chuckled, freeing himself from my grip before pinning my hands to the bed. "You're growing more disrespectful by the day. Cursing at your own husband?", his malicious chuckle sent a series of goosebumps down my spine. "Not right."

"I wasn't fucking Mingyu hyung, for fuck's sake-", a foreign hand grabbed a fistful of my locks, pulling me backwards. "Hyung?", the tone Heeseung used was so dangerous that it made me wanna sink in it. 

"Can I be honest with you, Jake? You say things that make me wanna toss you on the bed, tie you up, shove my cock in your mouth until you cannot breathe, let alone speak. You know that?"

I stared at him horror-stricken. Was this the same guy who had never touched me in the one year of our marriage? The guy who had forgotten to even get me flowers on our first anniversary? The guy who had never paid a flying fuck to what I was doing or even how was I? 

"And, you know I can still do that, right?", his finger traced my jawline as I closed my eyes, feeling each and every moment. "Just admit it. You're a jealous ass.", I mocked him, seduction grabbing the best of me. He scoffed, grabbing my neck with a chokehold. "Am not.", this man and his ego knew no bounds. "Oh, cut it. The way you glared at Mingyu whenever he was with me or away gave me the full picture of how stingy you were...down there.", I emerged victorious at the sudden timidness in his eyes which soon turned into a spine chilling chuckle. 

"Take it. I was jealous. But, Mia was doing a fantastic job, if I say so myself. ", he boasted, finally get up from my body. "Who the fuck's Mia?", I lashed out on him, grabbing his collar yet again. "Hm, how should I explain it to you? Let's say, she's my personal Mingyu?", his lips curled up. Tears brimmed in my eyes as I glared at him. "Not in the mood. Be clear." I wanted to tear him apart for saying that and that too, in front of me. "And what the hell do you mean by a 'fantastic job'?"

He went into deep thought, testing my patience with each second passing. "She was just...good.", his stared at me with a peculiar blankness in his eyes. 

"Did you guys fuck?", I wanted to cut to the chase because for factual reasons, he wasn't gonna tell me. The tear flow intensified when I received nothing for a response. "Fuck you, asshole!", I yelled, attempting to crawl off of the bed until his firm grip on my waist pulled me towards a laughing him. "Leave me!", his face bore into my nape, kissing it from behind. "I said, leave-", I was thrown onto the bed once again, him climbing on top of me, hysterically laughing. 

"You're really cute when you feel jealous." So according to this man, my tears were a joke to him? "I look funny when crying? Never heard a better compliment.", I smiled through my pain and his gaze softened. 

"She was great, wasn't she? Let me go then! Why have you kept me like a hostage when you don't even want me in your life? It's better we get a div-", a pair of lips came crashing onto mine, sealing my mouth shut. His hand supported my nape, deepening the kiss even further. I hated that I gave in but it was just so delicious that I really couldn't resist. Not even ten seconds into it, I and Heeseung were having a full on make out session- lewd, filthy and just composed of never ending lust. 

This was the first time we had actually kissed. As per our personal requests, we had even denied to kiss at the marriage ceremony, let alone even think about it. 

I shortly found him unbuttoning my shirt and lopsidedly tugging at my shorts. I fisted his hair, shoving his face into mine. He soon shifted to his newly found favourite spot on my body, aka, my sensitive neck. He nibbled, sucked and bit it, a jolting pain arising in my body. "Ah...", my moan came out as a whisper and I felt him smirking against my skin. 

"S-Stop...", I sloppily pushed him away from my physique before sitting up erect. He seemed pissed- his glare was telling me so. "Don't try to make up for the atrocious thing you've done, okay?", I retrieved my body from under his weight. His let out a sigh, before connecting our lips once again. "Don't you understand, you idiot?", he partly yelled at me. "It was a mere joke, Jake. Jesus Christ.", his demeanour exuded that he was annoyed and I felt dumb for overreacting to something so childish. 

"There's no Mia that I know and even if I did, you would've known her. You've literally met each and every person I have in my life. Gods, Jake. I can't believe you fell for it so hard." 

And that's how you make a mockery out of yourself while trying to act over smart, ladies and my beautiful ladies. 

(Day 401- Mocking your existence is something husbands have a knack for.)

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