"Come on baby I didn't mean to do it, it just happened. I don't even know how it happened!!" I keep walking into the house fuming. Namjoon just set me off like a bomb earning his silent treatment. I slam our bedroom door and lay in my bed heated.
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Why am I so mad? Well it all happened earlier tonight.
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2 Days earlier~
"I just finished my new painting for my art gallery grand opening. I've been working hard for this since a little girl and it was finally happening. I invited my closest friends and my family to have VIP access. My husband is supposed to be on his way because I finish setting up soon.
30 minutes later~
The crowd starts gathering inside as my grand opening has started. "Y/n this is beautiful!" Hoseok says excitedly. I thank him before hugging him tightly. "Have you seen Namjoon? He's supposed to be here." Hoseok shakes his head pulling away. "No I haven't even heard from him all day...have you tried calling him?" I sigh pulling out my phone. "I'll give it a try." Voicemail again... "He didn't answer. Anyways I'm glad my best friend was able to make it!" I give him another hug before dragging him off to see my favorites in the gallery.
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Soon the party was coming to an end and still no sign of my husband. "Maybe he forgot? He has been working hard at work." I shake my head.
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"We talked about it last night so there's no excuse. I'm just going to close for the evening...to think I made one special just for him." I sigh and thank the last of the guests for coming before walking them all out. "Well let me take you home since I know you didn't drive here." I smile a little at how sweet he is but it doesn't reach my eyes because I think about my incompetent husband.
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I wave Hoseok goodbye as I step inside my house. I come in to see my husband on the couch watching TV like he wasn't supposed to be anywhere else. "Oh hey babe, why are you coming in so late? I ordered takeout but you didn't show." I ignore him as I take off my shoes and coat. "Did I say something wrong?" I laugh unamused. "No but you did forget that my gallery opening was tonight and everyone else I invited showed up but you." His face turns to one of worry. "Babe I-" I hold up a hand. "Save it. I don't want to hear any excuses you have lined up. By the way you're sleeping on the couch until further notice." I run up the stairs and throw a pillow and blanket down the stairs before locking our room door.
The next day ~
"Come on baby I didn't mean to do it, it just happened. I don't even know how it happened!!" I keep walking into the house fuming. Namjoon just set me off like a bomb earning his silent treatment. I slam our bedroom door and lay in my bed heated. He keeps making up sorry excuses about how he didn't remember.
