Elites of Seoul | Taejin ✔️

Sandeul

Seokjin's Pov:

Taehyung never responded to me; he only walked out of the room and left. It's usually what he did whenever he was really upset with me.

In a short time, we have been together; that's how he handled most situation. Sometimes I could beat myself for not thinking about this more level headed. If Taehyung truly believes I am not meeting with my friend, then he has another thing coming. I will not live my life as a trophy husband; it's not who I am. I didn't study my broke ass off in college to be some trophy husband locked up inside of a mansion. I was not a damsel in distress when he met me; I was doing just fine on my own.

However, I can understand the way we got married so quickly why people and his circle of friends would assume that I married him for his money.

Truth be told, I didn't give a crap about his money. I never even knew how rich he was until a few weeks leading up to our wedding. I don't also feel comfortable in the home I am living in, it's too much. Everything around here is too much. This is the same reason why I didn't follow through with building a relationship with that one before him.

Tonight will be another episode of Jimin and Hoseok staring me down; you would think I stole something from them. I can understand Jimin a bit, I mean he is pregnant, so maybe his mood is all hormonal, but Hoseok on the other hand, I didn't understand him one bit.

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"Seriously, dinner every third Friday?" Sandeul, my best friend, asks as he took a sip of his coffee.

I let out a deep sigh, "Now you understand my frustration. Taehyung claims its a part of their "tradition," and he wants us to continue doing it."

"Fuck their tradition."

I laughed out loud and smacked Sanduel on his hand, he was one never to have a filter, but it was the part I loved about him most and our friendship. Before Sandeul relocated to Seoul, he would always have my back in Busan, especially when my brother Namjoon moved to the States to live.

"That's what I wanted to say, but you know I can't. Taehyung would be so upset, and I think me adjusting to his life is already causing a problem in our marriage. We haven't even been married for a year yet, and I don't want to be a pain. I just sort of wish he had been more clear about his lifestyle before we got married, you know." Unwillingly a tear fell down my cheek.

Sandeul reached over and wiped it away, "Don't cry Jinnie, I know things are tough right now, but they will get better. I saw how Taehyung looked at you at the wedding, and there is no doubt in my mind he loves you. He seems cold and distant, but when I see him look at you, everything about him is different.

Maybe you need to spend more time voicing your thoughts to him, don't keep it all in like you frequently do because we know that never ends well. I don't want you exploding on him." He handed me some napkins to wipe the tears that wouldn't stop falling.

"He doesn't want me to work Sandeul! Like that's not cool. I don't want to seem like I am always picking a fight because I am not, but to tell me a job is what I am not going to have, feels so controlling of him, he never said anything about that before. I think he wants me to function like Jimin and Hoseok." I sniffled and dried my eyes.

"That's tough, Jin; I don't know what to say. I think you should talk to him, tell him how this is making you feel, be honest with him."

"I try, but then either he or I say something to piss one another off. He doesn't like arguing, and most of the time, he walks away without us finishing the conversation, and it makes me so mad. He wants to me at dinner tonight entertaining his friends while he left me this morning knowing I was angry." I threw my hand up in frustration, like how was I suppose to act when he just left me this morning, not even called to see if I was okay.

"I think a lot of what you both are going through is misunderstandings. You are newlyweds still trying to learn each other's personality. Maybe he walks away to give you time to cool down. He is the richest man in Seoul, marrying him. I can understand why he wouldn't want you to work. I get it, he should've told you this before now, but did you talk to him about it before now too? And before you get mad at me, I am not taking his side; I am just trying to understand because you are best friend Seokjin and I don't want to see you sad. You are too handsome to be crying in the middle of Starbucks."

As usual, he made me laugh. I blew my nose into the napkin and smiled, "I will talk to him tomorrow. I believe Saturday's are ours, so I am not expecting any guest or an event, but who knows anymore. You are looking at Kim Seokjin, trophy husband of Seoul's richest elite, Kim Taehyung." I said, standing up and twirling.

Sandeul burst out into a fit of laughter, "stop it! you are going to be fine and don't allow Hoseok and Jimin to bother you; you got this my firecracker." He got up and pulled me into a hug.

"Thank you so much Sanduel, what would I do without you? I am so happy you are here in Seoul. Please, let us have more lunch like this and tell your fiancé I said hello." I gave him one final hug and a kiss on the cheek and left.

Checking my phone I realize that I was running late, but thankfully I gave in to making the chef prepare tonight's dinner. Let's hope I make it through tonight's dinner without choking someone and Jungkook better keep his damn husband under control. 

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A/N: Next chapter will start the Friday dinner, which should be pretty interesting.