Our Secret | Taejin✔️

Drunken Words

Jin's Pov:

"Bleu's three-month check is tomorrow, correct?" Taehyung asked as we ate dinner. "Yes," I said in almost a whisper. I hope he's not coming. "That's good. Are you okay with taking her alone? I have a meeting tomorrow and don't think I can make it. However, if the meeting ends early, I can come." he said, taking a sip of his wine.

"N-no it's fine. I can take her. Focus on work." I said, giving him a smile. I took a large gulp of the wine before me. "Do we have any vodka here?" I asked out of curiosity. Taehyung looked at me, "Vodka? I didn't know you like drinking that much. Wine is better. I don't like that stuff." Right, of course.

"It's fine, I was just asking," I said, taking another gulp of my wine. It was my fifth glass for the night, and honestly, it wouldn't be my last. I just wanted to keep drinking and drinking.

"Seokjin, I think you are having too much wine, don't you think?" Taehyung said, eyeing me curiously. "I am fine. You are here. You can take care of Bleu." I said, ignoring him. Just leave me alone, Taehyung. Instead of refilling my glass, I just grabbed the wine bottle and turned it to my head.

I could feel my head getting light as Taehyung rushes over and pulls the bottle from my hand, "Are you insane? Why are you drinking so much? You have been acting very strange lately Seokjin, what's going on with you?" Taehyung says as he takes in my almost drunken state.

"Nothing's wrong with me. I am fine. Just trying to live. Is that so wrong?" I said, reaching for the wine bottle in his hand.

He pushes my hand away, "Stop it. Our child is in that room. I cannot allow you to be drunk in front of her." Taehyung took the bottle and the glass from the table and settled them on the kitchen counter.

I pushed out my chair and walked towards him, "of course, everything is about her and what I can or cannot do. At least she gets a chance in life to be pure. A chance to be protected, a chance to see you as a saint. Her memories of you will always be great. Good for her!" I said as pointed my finger at his chest.

He gripped onto my arm, "Seokjin, stop it right now!"

I laughed, "Stop it? I am so sick and tired of you telling me what to do! What are you going to do if I don't stop it, hit me? Go ahead you coward, hit me. Rape me again, won't you? Abusing me is your specialty ain't it. Let me guess I am the cause of your fucked up life. You say I am your savior, but who the fuck abuse the person they claim to care about. You can blame it on your childhood or whatever the fuck happened to you, I don't care, you don't give a shit about me. You are a sick, demented fuck. I am so sick and tired of being sick and tired. I don't want this life. I don't want you, I don't want her. I don't want this thing in me either, I don't want any of it. I feel so trapped. You stole my entire life away from me, all because of your selfishness. Why? Because you need hope, you need healing? Well, what about me! What about what I want? Who is going to save me?"

Taehyung gripped onto me tighter and shakes me, "Stop it. You don't mean any of it. How can you say you don't want our daughter? What thing are you talking about?" I pushed him away from me.

"I mean it! I don't want any of this. I don't want this child, I don't want her, and most of all I don't want you. I hate you!" I took the bottle from the counter and chugged the rest of the wine down before Taehyung could pull it away from me. I just want to fall into a deep sleep.

Before I knew Taehyung slammed me against the wall, "Seokjin, what child are you talking about?" He looked pissed. I was no longer fazed by his anger.

"None of your damn business," I said and laughed at the angry look on his face. I don't care anymore.

"Answer me damn it. What child are you talking about?" He said, jerking me against the wall.

I only laughed more, "Isn't it funny the same wall you fuck me against and tell me you love me on is the same wall you are now slamming my body against to cause me pain."

He growled at me, "Seokjin this is not a joke. I am not playing with you."

"I never thought you were." I don't give a shit anymore, can you tell.

"Do you want me to hurt you?" He says as he squeezed my arms.

"Please do. It's all you know how to do anyway."

To my surprise, he lets go of me and pulls onto his hair, "You don't mean any of this. It's the alcohol. It's the alcohol." he says as he paces back and forth, but then stops and turn to me. "Seokjin, please what child are you talking about? Are you p-pregnant?"

"Bingo! But it doesn't matter. I am getting rid of it anyway." I said as I slipped to the floor and began laughing hysterically

"What did you just say?" Taehyung kneels before me and pushes my head back as he stares into my eyes.

"I want to drown it in alcohol and then abort it." He grips onto me and pulls me into his chest, "You don't mean that; you don't mean that. Please don't do it, please don't do that Seokjin. Please, you can't take my child away from me like that. Hurting the baby will hurt you too. Please, I am sorry, I am so fucking sorry, Please don't do this." Taehyung hangs onto me and begins to cry into my shoulder.