Imagines|Smut/Fluff|One-shots || EXO/ Xiumin x You

Sick Love|| KJI/KAI • FLUFF • SMUT

KAI

You and Jongin have been recently married, he hasn't considered his love for you and neither had you, despite your sheepishness that you had to get close to him. One night, he begins to talk to you in the middle of the night that startled you and you don't know what to do, you try and ignore him tugging down the urgency of his love. You badly want to respond but you think he's arrogant.

Leaving down your hair as you sit upright on your shared bed with your 'emotionless husband' you slowly rake your fingers through your wet hair as you just came out from the shower, soon to be blow drying it. You feel eyes burning at your peripheral vision, you snap to the side to find nothing but him, focused on his phone. As usual, you thought again for the hundredth time. Rolling your eyes mentally as you begin thinking about the divorce papers lying in your side door for god knows how many months since the wedding.

"Yoona." You scrunch your face before turning to face him, prepared for more bullshit and whatever was about to be thrown at you. "What?" You stated back, rather harshly. He rubbed the back of his nape and his eyes wondered to your hands to your face. You crossed your arms and fell back on the head board. "I was thinking about your future." You mentally screamed to make him shut up. What made him think about your future, all he was, was a stuck up asshole, who threw you in this house, stuck with him for until whenever you would go out alone.

"I don't see how my future is relevant to you, Kai." You shot back at his arrogance. You were on the verge of hitting those divorce papers at his face. Every time he would talk to you, you would become more and more furious especially upon your relationship. It almost felt one sided. He never cared about you, or so you thought because of his actions. His gestures were always of a strangers, his personality was of someone who you would imagine as a bully, his affection towards you was different and unusual. It made you want more of him and that's what made you fall for him without him putting in any effort.

This was your one sided love towards him and you were definitely sure that he wasn't going to return your love for him. "So you think, sitting in here all day has now become your possible future? You're out of your mind, I still don't know why you're so stubborn, like I mean we're a married couple for God's sake! By now, you should have shown your respect as a wife."

"Woah, anything about me being a respective wife, doesn't and shouldn't concern you, I don't see why you care. How about you? You haven't shown your love as a husband." And this is when you knew you went wrong. You revealed your longing love from within and this made him grin in satisfaction, not in deviousness but rather in a manner to taunt you with.

"Oh so you you want me to love you?" You bit your lip at his sudden remark. "I was thinking about your future, and mine as a family." He sighed.  He looked back into your eyes and allowed himself to get lost in it. He leaned forward to kiss you, holding your face to press his lips harder against yours. You were fine with his sudden romantics but you started to feel uncomfortable with the way his touches and kisses transitioned from subtle to hasty.

"Jongin—" you uttered amidst his kisses. He pulled you closer by the arc of your back, his hands hastily wandered across your torso, gently grabbing your ass. His kisses trailed from your lips down to your neck, leaving gentle marks on your skin, "Jongin, you're getting too excited." you chuckled despite that you were being bothered by his rising aggressiveness. "No." He uttered and grabbed you tightly.

"I want you, Yoona." He uttered. "Jongin—" he pushed you back to the bed, pinned you down. "Jongin!" you tried to stop him but he ignored you and swarmed you with his wanton kisses. "Jongin, stop it." He was too strong for you to resist. "Jongin, you're hurting me!" you groaned. He roughly slid down the straps of your camisole down to your arm and kissed your shoulders, groped into your breasts without your permission. "Jongin, stop it." you struggled, trying to push him away but he was in full control. "Yoona, I've been wanting to do this." He groped into the center of your legs. "I want to fuck you so hard." you shook your head 'no,' "Jongin, what are y—"

"No? Why? We're a couple, were married dont you want me to love you? It's not that bad." He refuted and kept your wrists pinned against the bed head board. "No, this isn't love." you mouthed, weeping. "I've been waiting for so long, Yoona, I can't wait for more." He scoffed. "Why don't you want this?" His teeth gritted, his voice sounded furious. "I'll show you how good sex is." He grunted and parted your legs. "Jongin, stop it! I don't want this!" you demanded. "Open your legs," he stipulated. "You're giving it tonight, Yoona." He grumbled and attempted to pull down your shorts. "Jongin, stop it!" you resisted.

"Yoona I've waited long enough. Just let me do it!" He leaned forward and hungrily sniffed your hair as his hand held your thighs apart making you feel the bulge you were causing him. You felt helpless. "Stop, stop please." you weeped, he was stoned as he heard your sniffles next to his ears. "I don't want this." you pleaded, "Jongin, don't—" you finally had the chance to slap him in the face.

He shouldn't be forcing you, he didn't realize he was already violating you. He looked at you, tears drenching your eyes, he started to feel guilty. He pulled himself away from you and dropped himself on the floor. You continued crying, feeling so corrupted. He exhaled and closed his eyes, "what have I done?" you sat up and curled yourself on the couch. "Yoona, I'm sorry–" "Don't touch me." you pushed him away. "I want a fucking divorce." You let out through gritted teeth. Motioning your hand to your drawer, now you feel you don't need him anymore, nor his love. That was sick love.