Update on giveaway: hello! I've been very busy lately sorry for all the delays. Anyways the giveaway is still continuing im just waiting on more comments on my TWAIN book to establish a winner from that portion. Don't worry!
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Wife?
Hiding what?I stared up at Yoongi in confusion. He looked so sweet asleep, but I wanted to hit him. What the fuck was this person talking about?
Once Yoongi was awake he tried speaking with me only getting little to no response. After going through his phone and notifications he seemed to face realization. The car was now perfumed with tension. He didn't ask me about anything. He was the type to just brush things under the rug, but I was his opposite so it'd come to light as soon as we got into this house and were alone.
The place was very nice. I really liked it, but I wasn't ready to explore just yet. "Um I'll just put the milk and things in the kitchen. It's this way if you want to catch a tour." I made sure Kaelan was asleep safe and sound before I followed behind Yoongi. "Wait we've gotta talk about somethings-" "SURPRISE!!!!" A commotion erupts in the kitchen once the two of us entered. Balloons, confetti and more. All of BTS stood happily and excited as they danced a bit. I smiled and waved as we began to exchange hugs and greetings. "Welcome to Korea noona Sao!" Namjoon hit Jungkook in his side. "She's not your noona Jungkook." He giggled. "I forgot, I forgot." Jungkook murmured embarrassed. Jimin was centered holding a cake that read Welcome Saorsa! In English. "Blow blow blow blow blow blow"! Taehyung starts chanting and the others joined in. I walked toward them flustered. I couldn't keep my Freudian mind from thinking a certain way. Bless them. I obeyed and blew out the 3 tall candles. "Each candle represents your little family. One for Yoongi, one for Kaelan and one for you." Jin explains and I smiled. "That so well thought out guys. It means a lot that you put so much meaning into this." I said. Yoongi nods. "Why don't you all stay and help us unpack their things?" Yoongi suggested, but I knew what he was up to. He wanted to avoid this subject as much as he could. This was going to be a long day.
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"Where does this one go? It says socks? And pa-nt-i-" I snatched the box from Hoseok and carried it toward the closet. He smiled. "What?" He asked. I shook my head. "Socks and panties. That's what." I mumbled translating the words to korean. He became very nervous suddenly as he chuckled. "Oops." He said. "It's fine." I laughed. Hoseok and Jimin were helping me sort things in the bedroom. Namjoon, Taehyung and Jin had the living room. While Jungkook and Yoongi were setting up Kaelan's little nursery. Hoseok sat there awkwardly. "Did you want me to sort your panties or?" "No!" I laughed. "Sorry I just wasn't sure." He replied. I kicked the box near the bed to do those later and on my own. "Let's just start here." I peeled the tape off of the bathroom labeled box. Silence rested on the room as we fixed things up. He began handing me different bottles of body wash as I placed them in the cabinet to my liking. I was very concentrated, trying to distract myself from the chaos that was likely to unfold in a few hours, maybe even minutes. "Sao are you okay? You seem very sad today." Hobi spoke up. "Im alright." I lied. "Well you shouldn't be just alright on a day like this. You're moving in with a person you love." I didn't reply. "You love him right?" He asked slightly taken aback by my quietness. "Why not? I mean we barely knew each other when we had a one night stand, a baby, all we do is argue and f*ck, why not love each other?" I spoke too soon and actually shocked poor Hoseok. "I'm just kidding." I shake my head. Hoseok nods slowly as he handed me the next bottle.
"Are you really?" Hoseok asks nearly five minutes later. "Hm?" I replied confused. "Joking. Was that really a joke? It sounds serious to me." He said. "I love him. I do. Way too much maybe." I said. "I'm just not sure if he loves me the same way." I mumbled. "Why do you think that?" He asked. I shook my head 'no'. "You can tell me anything Saorsa." I sighed as I took the next bottle from Hoseok. "He May or May not be cheating on me." Hoseok looked genuinely surprised, which was a good thing. I understand I'm close with the boys, but of course they're closer to Suga. I'm sure they'd know if hew was messing around on me. So Hoseok being surprised was a good sign. "Why do you think that?" He questioned. "I saw something." I answered vaguely. He stared at me to continue. Hoseok stood up from his knees and leaned against the closet door. "Go on. I'm listening." He encouraged me. "There was this text from a girl I think. I think her contact name was like really strange. Something like her but with an S in front..?" Jhope seemed to know who this woman was. "What did it say?" He asked trying to have a poker face but I knew he knew something. "No tell me what you know first." He shakes his head. "Tell me what you saw first." He said. I sighed. "The message said something like 'your wife is here is that why you rushed me' and then 'you can't hide this from her' and I'm not even his wife so I was very confused." I explained.
Hoseok looked into the bedroom then went to crack the restroom door. "I don't think he would cheat on you. Okay? But something strange did happen recently." He explained. "An old friend stopped by one of our concerts. Her and Suga hyung had a fling back then, but he didn't seem happy when she left. He didn't want to talk to her. So I strongly doubt he would cheat with her. He really loves you. Why would he ruin this?"Hoseok explained. I felt a bit suspicious about the situation. "If you really don't think anything happened why did you crack the door to discuss it?" I asked. "I just didn't want anyone to hear." He laughed. I squinted my eyes. "He really cares about you." He reassured me. He kneeled back down to continue sorting. "He'd be a dumb man to hurt you." He says under his breath. I got on my knees. "How bout we start on shampoo now?" I asked. He nodded as he looked down. I grabbed his hand before he could reach for another bottle. "Thank you for being so honest. Hobi." He smiled and nodded.
Jimin barged into the restroom, his eyes landing on our conjoined hands. "Uh-" Hoseok cuts him off as he snatched his hand away from my own. "It's about time you decided to come back and help! What were you doing? Horsing around with Jungkookie?" He said. Jimin seemed very conflicted. "Maybe I should stick around the whole time huh? Seems like I missed a lot." He seemed genuinely upset with Hoseok. They both had a strange stare off as I grabbed a handful of shampoos to sort. "Jimin oppa can you help me with the shampoos please?" I said. He nodded as he softened up. "Of course." He replied.
-Memori
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