It's been 5 months of being "friends". I can't stand it. My feelings have increased rapidly. In these 5 months we have lived more like roommates than a married couple let alone "Friends" Every night he comes home covered in lipstick stains and smells like perfume. Sometimes he even brings his little play mates home. I hate it. I don't want to be his friend. I want to be his wife. Because that's what I am. His wife. But he is caught up in the hoe life. Ring ring I ran to the phone and answered it "Yobeseo?" "Annyeong Y/N!" "Oh Mrs. Jeon!" Shit. "Is Jungkook around?" "Um no he is out at the moment. Wae?" "Oh well just tell him that we are coming over for diner later to discuss some things." Fuck. Fuck. Fucking shit. Me and Jungkook haven't figured out how to act in front of them. "Ahhh arraseo I will tell him" "Thanks we will see you later." She hung up. "Aghhhghhhhghgghh" I let out a loud scream. "Yah Y/N!!" Jungkook walked in the door and ran to me frantically "What's wrong??" "Your parents are coming over for diner" I pouted. "What???" He looked at me with shock. "Mm" "Okay. Well we are going i have to act like a loving couple so they don't suspect anything is wrong alright?" "B-but" "No buts Y/N we don't have a choice." Why don't we just be a real couple so we don't have to act like it? I wanted to say but instead I just nodded in response "Go and find something nice to wear. You know how my parents are. If they see anything they dislike they'll call this marriage off. Especially my mother." With that I went to my room and figured something out to wear.
As I was going through my oversized closet I heard what sounded like a girl laughing. I ignored it but then I kept hearing it. Finally I went to go see where this noise was coming from
I went to where the source of the noise was to find my lovely husband caked up with some bitch in my house in my living room.
"Yah who is this bitch?" I yelled "Who the fuck is she oppa?" The blonde haired rat asked. "Sh-" I cut him off "I am his wife. Who the fuck are you and why are you in my house?"
"W-wife? Oppa you said you were single" "It's just an arranged marriage" he said. When he said my blood started to boil. "YAH GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE YOU TRAMP!!" I screamed. She ran off after shooting me a dirty glare.
I just looked at Jungkook. He looked at me.
"Y/N-ah" he started but I didn't let him finish.
"No Jungkook. I'm done." I went upstairs and continued to get dressed as if nothing happened.
I looked at myself one last time hoping I looked alright.
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Before I could make any changes the doorbell rang. I ran downstairs and seen Jungkook. "Remember the plan okay?" He said. No. I'm done. I'm calling a quits. I didn't say anything. "Y/N!" He tried saying but was interrupted by his parents.
Time skip~~~~ We finished eating and I had something to say. "Excuse me. I have something to say" His parents stopped and looked at me. "Minhae but this isn't working. I want a divorce".
__________________________ Sorry for taking so long to update. Enjoy the cliff hanger:)
://Everyone has their breaking points. You have led me to mine. I love you but you're toxic.://
