Fake Love 2 || Jimin BTS

4. Enough

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Jm POV

Once again, she was sitting by the phone.

"Good morning my love." I said to her as I kissed her head. She smiled and replied,

"Good morning."

"Did you end up sleeping at all?" I asked as I casually went to grab a bowl of cereal.

"No... you?"

"Nope. I was too busy..." I replied.

She came behind me and held my waist. "Doing what?" She asked cutely.

"Loving you." I felt her grip loosen softly and as I turned back to see her face, she was blushing.

I chuckled as I hugged her into my chest almost covering her completely.

"Jimin-ah~" she whined as I was too heavy.

We both laughed and as I was about to lift her up, the phone rang.

Are you fucking kidding me?

She stopped moving but by the second ring, she ran out of my arms and answered.

Who does that while having a moment with their husband?!

"Hello?!" She said in a panicked tone.

"H---" I grabbed the phone out of anger and shut it.

Her eyes were wide, she was frozen stiff.

Maybe I shouldn't have done that....

Y/N POV

It was Jungkook.... that voice.... he called me.

Jimin closed the phone.... on Jungkook.... after a full year of him not contacting me.

I rushed towards Jimin and slapped him straight across the face. My face staying emotionless.

The room was silent and the only feeling I could understand was that of anger.

I was angry.

Jimin stayed in shock as his cheek became red. He continued to look towards the way I forced his face to look.

"YOU IDIOT!" I yelled at him while clenching my fists as my legs gave up.

I knelt on the floor in complete shock and anger.

While holding my head in my hands, I heard footsteps from Jimin and soon the main door slamming shut.

He left.

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