Divorce (J.JK x P.JM)

Are You Cheating On Me?

Jimin's heat has finally ended. Jungkook hasn't been absent as much and Hwa-Young is happy so, Jimin's completely fine. Well that is until he saw Jungkook's phone. Buzzing non-stop. He tried to ignore it and just enjoy his husband and daughter playing but it became too much. That's when he saw it. Chelsey.

Chelsey
Hey baby, call me

I miss you

When are you dropping that husband or whatever

I love you Kookie💕

I'll make sure you forget that dammed husband

I don't care if you have a daughter or son or whateva

You know you love me

Why else would you fuck me?

😘I love you

Jimin couldn't help but feel pissed off. Who the hell was this bitch and what gave her the right to say this shit? Fucked? Had Jungkook really cheated on him? His head was filled with these questions. Hwa-Young and Jungkook came running up to the porch. Hwa-Young gave Jimin's cheek a peck. Jungkook gave Jimin's lips a peck.

Jungkook had been deciding on what time he should have the dinner. He was running out of time as Friday was slowly approaching. Chelsey wasn't giving up, texting him constantly, calling a few times as well. There have been times Jimin would ask who it was and all he would say was "a client" which wasn't a complete lie. Jimin didn't believe him but didn't let him know that.

•🖤•

In the middle of the night as the Jeons were cuddling in the living room, Jungkook's phone started ringing. Without checking the caller ID Jungkook picked up the phone.

"Hello?"

"Hey baby boy."

Jungkook sat up and walked into the kitchen.

"I thought I told you to stop calling me."

"You said not to call unless there's a legal matter."

"Exactly. Is this a legal matter?"

"... No, but!"

"Shut it! I'm not leaving my husband for you!"

"Kookie~"

Jungkook groaned and hung up. He held his phone tightly in his grip before throwing it to the ground.

"Dammit."

Jimin walked in and saw the phone, shattered on the ground. Then he saw tears fall onto the ground.

"Bubba, what's wrong?"

Jungkook silently cried as he held Jimin's hands that were around his waist.

"I fucked up. I'm a bad husband. I'm a bad father. I DON'T DESERVE YOU!"

Jungkook began to cry louder. Jimin's hands tighten around his waist.

"No! Don't say that Jungkook!"

"You don't understand this, love. I'm such a bad person. I can't believe any of this."

Jungkook removed Jimin's hands then bent down to pick up his phone.

"Jungkook don't!"

Jungkook hissed when a shard of glass sliced his finger. Jimin rushed to help him. Jungkook felt tears threatening to pout from his eyes as Jimin fixed up his cut.

"Be careful love."

"Jimin," Jungkook lifted Jimin's face, "let's go on a date Friday. I'll pick you up from work."