Unhappily Married to BTS's Suga [BTS FF]

C h a p t e r 10

C h a p t e r  10

I was very much taken aback by what he said. Me? Cheat? Seriously?

If I were to defend myself, the evidences that I am not cheating nor have never cheated are way too obvious!

"Seriously?! Of all people?! You ask ME if I AM CHEATING?" I asked him in a quite overeacting way.

He then proceeded into a series of loud, derpy laughs. While I was gritting my teeth and rolling my eyes. I find it offending. Well, who wouldn't?

Your mostly alone with the kids, husband is just starting ti be sweet all of a sudden, finding a new hobby which is skin care and a new friend, which your best friend thinks of being you other man.

Like fudge.

"Ya, jinjja!" I started to talk while my arms are crossed. "What kind of best friend are you, huh? You don't even trust me and my loyalty as a wife to Yoongi? Ya. If you think that I am cheating then get out of my house!"

He stopped automatically and pouted. "Ya, mianhae. I didn't mean that, it's obvious that you are a devoted person. I have no problems with that, alright?"

I didn't answer him and just let my tinge of anger be felt by him. He needs it!

"Look, I don't care who Byungyeon is." He explained. "He may be your former classmate, or friend, or ex-boyfriend or whatever and he may be, I don't know, a gay friend or may be even a first love? But it's up to you to tell me by the way."

He sighed. "All I am worrying about is you and Yoongi. What if he has come to know about Byungyeon? In all the years I have been his bandmate, I got to know him bruh…" I snickered when he said 'Bruh'.

"…well, say he read this Byungyeon's message, what would he think? He's a guy too, and your husband; even if we act all cold and stuff, we still get jealous when the woman we love entertains other men."

My eyebrows furrowed a bit. It was as if there was something more to what he said. I sighed. "He's just a friend."

He sighed too and looked down. "That is one of the things we men get suspicious, jealous and angry of or irritated in some way, Jem." I looked at him and he was looking straight into my eyes.

"I'm your best friend." He stated. "You can tell me anything and although I may not agree some of the times or most of the time, know that I am only looking after you. I am not the type of person who will always say yes, I know you know that."

I smiled. "Yeah, besides you're like my mother. Always pointing out the negatives in what I do, but I know that it's your way of caring."

"Ya."He said almost emotionless. "Jin is the mother, not me!"

I laughed my heart out on his remark and playfully hit him with a pillow, to which he fought back. It's nice to have someone to lean on especially when I don't know what to feel. When I talk to him like this, I can't help but be thankful towards him again and again for being my only friend (as of the moment) in this world.

His honesty may seem to get to my nerves and sink to my bones but I know he only cares. Well, what he said was true and I can't deny the fact that he might be right, especially if Yoongi would know.

"But really Hoseok, Byungyeon keeps me company in days like these. Have I told you how we met?" I asked.

He shook his head, no. "Been waiting for you to voluntarily tell me. Took you long enough." He winked and I laughed.

And so I did. He kept nodding at some parts and kept furrowing his brows at some others.

"So, hold on." He said. I stopped talking and waited for his question. "Yoongi…" He kept shaking his head from left to right while tapping his fingers on his knee.

"…He just began to become sweet just last week?"

I nooded and fidgeted with my fingers yet again. "It's kind of weird though Hoseok…"

"Yes, it does seem so."

Then it hit me. I suddenly realized something and remembered what I was supposed to ask him since this early morning.

"Hoseok?"

He had his arms crossed and was staring blankly at the television. "Hmm?"

"How come you're not at BigHit?" I asked him. It might have shocked him because there was a flicker of confusion on his face which lasted a second.

I know, I counted.

"Why would I be there?" He looked at me. "I mean, manager told us to take every Sundays off ever since our popularity went stable."

My eyebrows met for some reason. "O-okay…"

Well then, where did Yoongi really go to today?

“Uhm, maybe the manager asked for him specifically?” I asked, clearly not wanting to think bad about my husband.

Sure, maybe he might be sort of ‘courting’ me these past week; well, I mean started to ‘court’ me, even if we were married years before. To which I am quite a bit saddened because it took him long enough, just like what Horseok said.

I know him, he’s not that kind of guy. The kind who will choose another girl over me. Right?

Besides, we have twins for kimchi’s sake!

Even before we got married, I knew that he wasn’t the type of guy to entertain any girl. In fact, he never really dated before being forced to marry me. Maybe that’s why he took this long to finally notice me.

And all the more reason why he should look for the girl he is truly going to love.

I sighed. He wouldn’t do that to me, right?

I heard a horse—I mean Hoseok, sigh as well. “I’m not quite certain of that Jem. I mean, I don’t want to mean anything negatively but, I am telling you the truth.” He looked at me genuinely. “I really don’t know.”

I nodded. I knew this guy from the bottom of my heart, ever since we got close. “I know.”

“I never thought we’d be hosting a party today.” He said. “So, can I still join the both of you?”

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Hello there my lovely CREPES 💖

Who wants have an FB page for MIDTERMS? 😆😆😆

And also I repeat, please, let's not use swear words. You can just use food in place of it or its abbreviations. This goes for my fellow pinoys too. And for me too. Hehe.

I am not mad. But let's all be good members of wattpad.

I hope I'm not asking for too much. 😢

Lovelots,
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PS. That was Yoongi's reaction when he got home to see Hobi and Jemma.

Please refrain from speaking/typing bad words be it in english or filipino. I don't tolerate swearing or the use of foul language and I suggest for us to be good influences to those younger than us even through words. Thank you!
-- Or change it with FOOD!