My Fake Husband (Yoongi ff)

Chapter 8

!!!WARNINGS!!! 

If you do not like reading violence and strong words like profanities do not read this chapter. if you don't mind you may as well read this chapter. I warned you. 

Hoseok doesn't act like he is actually is for this fanfiction in this chapter.

!!!WARNINGS!!!

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He grabbed me, Jisoo was standing in front of me. I look at her with terrified eyes. He was holding my waist with his left arm and his right arm on my shoulder. I was standing on the left side in front of him. 

"Excuse, I came here for Y/n to go hangout." Jisoo said.

"She isn't available." Yoongi said. "Yes I a-" 

"We are busy, bye!" 

"Bye?"

He shut the door. 

He cut me off.

"WHY DIDN'T YOU LET ME GO! I AM OLD ENOUGH TO MAKE MY FUCKING OWN CHOICES! YOU CAN'T MAKE MY OWN FUCKING CHOICES MIN YOONGI!" I yelled at him. "You are my fucking wife! You listen to what I fucking say Y/n!" He slaps me. "I'M JUST YOUR FUCKING FAKE WIFE!" "Don't! Don't speak of this shit right now! Go to your room!" 

I stormed off to our shared bedroom. I sat there crying.

 I HATE HIM.

 I HATE HIM.

 I HATE HIM.

I FUCKING HATE HIM SO MUCH!

 I WISH I COULD JUST LEAVE ALREADY!

You hear yelling from downstairs. 

Hoseok Pov

"YOU DO NOT TOUCH A FUCKING WOMAN LIKE THAT YOONGI ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND?!" I yelled. "I can if I want to if she's fucking my wife Hoseok!" Yoongi yelled at me and punched me in the face. "MORE LIKE YOUR FUCKING FAKE ASS WIFE!" I punched him in the nose and pushed him on the wall. 

Maybe he's the reason why me and Y/n break up.  

I got angry of the thought of that.

We started fist fighting. He gave me a upper cut, as I kicked him in the stomach. He groaned in pain. He punched my cheek making it bleed. I punched his mouth and his lips started to bleed. He gave me a black eye.

In the corner of my eye I saw someone come down the stairs and I realized it was Y/n as she screamed at us both. 

Y/n's POV

"STOOOOOP!" I screamed while closing my eyes tight and both my hands turned into a fist. "STOP IT! BOTH OF YOU!" As I said that they actually listened and stopped fighting. "I hate you Min Yoongi! I fucking hate you so much for this! I had to leave fucking Hoseok to be your fucking fake wife! I hate this, you can't make me do what to do!" I yelled. He looked hurt, I didn't even fucking cared if he was hurt by my words. "Let's go Hoseok." 

Hoseok followed me out the door and I got in his car and he got in the passenger seat. "Can you give me your keys?" I asked. He nodded and gave me them. I started the car and drove off to hoseok's house. It stayed silent for the rest of the car ride.