𝙋𝙍𝙀𝙏𝙏𝙔 𝘽𝙊𝙔

cheater

Namjoon x Hoseok

Every love story has it own twist, it's either they make it or just completely fall apart

The aura that the house gave off  right now was different from other day. It used to be filled with sounds of giggling - or continuous moans on their messy night. They used to be so in love - still were. It's just that something went wrong. But today, the two lover were glaring at each other. One of them was fuming with anger flashing in his tears filled eyes. He looked to be in an utter mess, his eyes were talking on how his heart was feeling right now. Broken, betrayed.

"You fucking cheated on me! How dare you?!" Namjoon yelled. Pointing his finger to Hoseok who was glaring at him. His body trembled when another drop of tear streamed down his flushed cheek. He thought Hoseok loves him....but what he did last night didn't reflect those at all.

"Look, Namjoon. I didn't cheat on you! Can you just listen-" Hoseok's words was cut off by Namjoon who pushed him - causing him to stumbled on his own feet. His teeth were gritted, trying not to explode by the way Namjoon was acting right now. He didn't even gave him the chance to speak - explain the real thing but continue to accuse him. It was so disappointing. He thought Namjoon trusted him.

"Then, what is this Hoseok? You're trying to tell me this wasn't you?! Oh, I'm not a fucking kid!" He yelled again, gripping on the pictures that were sent in front of his door in the morning. He waited for hoseok to come home from work, which was at night and finally let it out. Pour his heart content. He was breaking to pieces as he saw hoseok's lips were placed on her. Those lips that were just meant for him, only for him to kiss, to feel. Guess, he was wrong after all.

He held his hand in front of Hoseok's face as the male was trying to speak again. "I thought I'm enough for you. Guess, I'm wrong. But I've had enough, hoseok" he threw the pictures taken in different angles to Hoseok's face before going out. Running without a route. Tears continue to spill from his eyes. He love him, with all of his heart. He didn't expect the male to be so careless with something so fragile.

Hoseok stood there, dumbfounded. He just came back after a long exhausting day at work - expecting to be greeted with his adorable lover tackling him in hugs and kisses all over him saying how much he missed him, like how he used to do. Instead, he was faced with a red faced Namjoon standing with a flushed face with anger - gripping on an envelope with no name, address written on it. It was anonymous and who ever this person is, surely they want his and Namjoon's relationship to be completely fall apart.

Namjoon on the other side stepped in the bar that he didn't even know how he reached there. He just walked, follow his legs to bring him there. His face was wet with fresh tears but he decided to wipe those ugly stains and walked in, squishing himself in between sweaty people who were grinding against each other. "Give me the strongest one" he muttered, not looking up to the bartender - afraid that he will see his swollen and puffy red eyes. The drink was placed on the counter and he immediately take them in one gulp. He coughed a bit at the burning sensation that started to leave an unpleasant feeling in his throat and down to his stomach. Not that he care at this moment. "More" from one goes to two, three and he was on his fifth shot right now. His sight started to turn blurry by now, face probably red as his head couldn't even function right. Everything was spinning - his world.

He felt a new presence near him causing him to look up from staring at the ground. He shake his head, trying to blink his dizziness away but it didn't work. His head was was spinning - hurting as if it was being hammered.
"What is a sad beauty like you doing in this horrible place?" Namjoon clicked his tongue. A sad beauty. He is not sad, who said he is?! He's just......so hurt.