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When work ended I rushed back home where Jimin and I lived. When Eunjin reached home it was already 5 o'clock.

"Oh my it's already that late, he's coming back soon" Eunjin rushed to the kitchen, finds the apron and started cooking. When she finally finished Jimin was back.

She hears the door open, he  slowly walks in the living room.

"Get me the whisky" He said with a raspy voice.

We been married for almost a year now, and it was a secret marriage, we didn't tell anyone except for the BTS members and our parents, I know he loves he job and I didn't wanna ruin it for him. We didn't even have wedding, all we did was just signing a contract, but I didn't care I just love spending time with him, when I'm with him things are just going so sweet, when I was stressed he will try to find a way to cheer me up. But when time pass on he changed. He started smoking and drinking, I know he was stressed on his career but I can't help all I can do was just wait for him at home and make him dinner. Like all the time he ask me for alcohol right before dinner, that's the only word he tells me for the pass month. But this time I can't do it anymore he never tells me about his stress all he did was drowning himself in alcohol, and this time I'm gonna disobey him.

Eunjin cleared her voice "Jimin we need to talk." She said loudly to snap Jimin up from his nap.

His eyes twitches a little.

Seeing his dark circles around his eyes makes me hurt. It's been such a long time without seeing him sleep properly. I asked again but louder this time, and gently shaking his shoulder. He slowly opens his eyes, sits up and looks at me with confusedness.

"What?" He said with a grumpy voice.

"It's dinner time." I said softly trying not to make him mad.

"Where's my whisky?" He looks at me with an angry face.

"Lets have dinner first, it's bad to drink alcohol with an empty stomach." I said softly looking at him.

He looks at me with an annoyed face, then he slowly stands up grabs his jacket, then walks to the door, all you hear was him slamming the door.


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