A/N: THE ARTIST ABOVE IS A GUY NAMED NF ALSO KNOWN AS MY FUTURE BABY DADDY SO YALL RESPECT HIM AND GO LISTEN TO HIS MUSIC HE SPITS BOTH FIRE AND TRUTH.
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" Are fucking kidding me Hobi," you yell as you enter your house slamming the door behind you not caring that he was on your tail. The door opens as he walked in with a pissed looked plastered on his face." What did I even do Y/N," he said sitting on the couch.
Being so pissed you left him there waiting for an answer and walked into the kitchen. He looked at your frame walking and rolling his eyes. "Y/N get back here," he said calmly not leaving his spot on the couch. You weren't in the mood to answer him or anyone, in general, knowing if you spoke you would regret everything you said so you carried on with what you were doing and when you finished you walked to your shared bedroom.
>>time skip<<
It's been three hours since you've spoken to Hobi and honestly, you were even more pissed that he didn't come to your side to find out what he did that aggravated you. You rose off your warm bed in nothing but an oversized t-shirt and socks and made your way to the living room.
Hobi was in the same place as you left him except he wasn't alone. He was talking to that bitch from the party. "Are you fucking kidding me right now," you said calmly making yourself noticeable in the once quiet room.
"Y/N what wrong?" he asked with a pissed look, not caring you glare at the bitch sitting next to him. " GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE YOU DRAIN RAT!" You shout as you made your way to the couch. You weren't the scariest person but that glare you gave her she practically flew out your door.
"What the fucks your problem?" He asked walking in front of you who was a few inches in front of him. He walked closer to you as you stood your ground, you were not about to back down because your mama ain't raise no bitch.
" What the fucks wrong with me? What the fucks wrong with me? You and the gutter hoe is whats wrong with me," now walking towards him. He stops at your words as your index finger pokes him in his chest. "What does this have to do with Wendy? " He says baffled at your attitude.
" What does this have to do with Wendy?" you say mockingly to him. " We were at a party thrown as a celebration of our 6th year together and you left me in THE FUCKING CORNER WHILE YOU WERE GRINDING ON THAT SLUT NOT ONLY LEAVING ME TO FEEL LONELY BUT EMBARRASSING ME IN FRONT OF OUR FRIENDS AND MY FAMILY HOBI!!!" yOU YELL GOING FROM ZERO TO A HUNDRED REAL QUICK AS TEAR MADE THEIR WAY DOWN YOUR FACE.
"Y-Y/N I.....I'm sorry," he says as his hand makes his way to your now soaked face. " I so tired of this hobi," you say weakly pushing his hand away from your face. " So ti-ired of what Y/N?" He asked voice shaky on the verge of crying himself.
" I'm tired of this love, I' tired of us, I'm tired of you hobi," you say weakly looking him dead in his eyes. "y-Y/N i-I'm sorry please, please forgive me please," he said getting on this knees, hands around your waist.
Not looking at him you remove his hands and make your way to your bedroom. Hoseok being too shocked at what just happened remained there on his knees hands carelessly dragging on the carpet looking blankly at the wall.
You returned minutes later snapping him out of his thoughts. You were now dressed, carry on filled with some clothes in hand, along with your purse. Hobi just looked at you tears unknowingly running down his face, eyes filled with regret.
" I'll be back to pick up my stuff," you say softly as you walked to the door not looking at him. "-" he opened his mouth but nothing came out. He knew he was wrong and he wasn't gonna front but losing you left him speechless.
You opened and closed the door leaving him in the house alone, the house filled with your memories, with your tears, with your bodily fluids ( yall I'm sorry my nasty ass just had to put that in).
