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uno infiel tiempo • jung hoseok (bts)🐩

Theme: Hoseok & you live in a perfect dream. That is until Hobi cheats once and tries his hardest to make it up to you, but everyday it feels like it's eating you whole. Requested by bby_girl_niah

**Every night felt the same when you and Hoseok moved into your first, official, home together. He'd come home late almost every night while you slaved in the kitchen and around the house all day. You made sure his clothes were clean and food was on the table by the time he got home. He never seemed to appreciate it enough, but you never stopped the routine. It's how you were raised and this was nothing compared to your life growing up.

This one particular night, Hoseok arrived extra late and reeked of another women, so you questioned it. "Why do you smell like Victoria Secret?" He brushed your question off with one of his smiles that made you fall in love with him. You figured he got you a present for your anniversary next week. Setting the table for dinner, the smell was still at the back of your mind during the duration of Mexican food you prepared for him, thinking about what scent he could've gotten you.

But of course, your thought process was wrong when you found a receipt for lobster dinner for two. The special the restaurant gave lasted for two months because he took you the first week it started, but this date was last week. He didn't take you last week.

You confront him that same night when he comes home late yet again. He tries to explain himself but you're mad and fueled to the max on rage. How could he do this! He knows everything and he cheats on me with some whore! And I know he is because he's being distant and now this receipt!

"How could you?" is all that manages to escape out of your mouth. You can feel the pain of your hurt heart and not knowing what else to you, you turn your head to prevent any tears from showing in front of him. He's begging you to forgive him but you can't. This hurt can never be covered and forgotten. It will stay at the back of your mind forever. "No pack your shit, leave, and never come back."

"I don't love her. I love you," he said it while he got on his knees, clasping his hand in yours but you still can't forgive him. You love him, so much, and this isn't something you expected to happen so soon—or even at all.

"Wait— so that night you went out with your boys, were you with her? Be honest," you ask and you want him so badly to say no, but he's being perfectly honest like you told him. "I was with her."

You so badly want to cry and hit him and call his mother to say how horrible and hurtful her son—your husband—really is, but your mouth isn't saying anything. You stand there, frozen in your spot, trying to understand why.

"Was I not enough? Did you have sex with her because my body isn't enough for you? Or was it love; do you not love me anymore? Wait, it must be my body because you just said you loved me. Or maybe—"

Hoseok cuts you off with his arms encircling your waist. He's still on his knees he pulls you into a hug, head resting on your stomach. And then you remember what you were going to tell him; but now, you're not too sure if you want to. You decide to not bring it up like this—finding out he's been cheating on you.

"You are enough. You're everything to me, [Y/n]. I love you so much. She was just there and I'm so stupid for letting her get into my head. Please don't leave me." He's crying down as his arms tighten around you. You want so bad to push him away but you can't. He looks so hopeless and hurt when it should be you. You should be the one crying, and you should be the one hurt. You run your fingers through his hair as his balling eyes soak into your shirt. "I won't do it again. I'll call her on speaker phone with you and tell her I will never see her again. Just please don't make me leave you. I want to have a family with you. I want to come home to you every night, watching you put our babies to bed. I want to wake up to you every morning and make love to you. Please, [Y/n]."

"I'm enough for you?" You ask as you fingers halt any movement through his soft locks. Hoseok looks up at you, eyes teary and cheeks red, and stands up. He hugs you like he did when you were first dating and he whispers so many loving phrases in your ear.

"Baby, you were always enough for me. She didn't mean anything, and you mean everything to me. I wouldn't be me without you."

"Good because I'm pregnant."

••

Five years have passed since that dreadful day. Hoseok has been loyal, and you were blessed with triplets (more like cursed when giving birth to the demons—who were born naturally instead of surgically). Two boys and one girl were born from you, and they were the most beautiful babies ever.

The first born—a boy—was named Yoongi, and as soon as he came out he was evil. He seemed to be tired when he came out like he was bored of all the pain he was inflicting on you. He cried one time to show the doctors he was alive, but then seconds he fell asleep.

The second child—another boy—was named Namjoon, and he wouldn't stop his whining. He screamed his lungs off until he could scream no more. You honestly wanted to chuck your baby boy out the hospital window.

And the last—a beautiful baby girl—was named Jeongguk. She was the prettiest out of all of them, and she was the quietest. With her dark locks that curled at the top of her head, you could tell she would be a heartbreaker when she grew up.

And then they grew up as Hoseok and you watched. Now, Hobi has stayed loyal, and you are his one and only. As you watch the triplets play in the front yard—something stupid about running back and forth screaming—you and Hoseok cuddle and take in the view. This is the life you always wished for, and this will forever be you perfect dream.