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"joonie baby i'm home!" you shout as soon as you walk into your apartment. it's been a long day at work and all you wanted was to cuddle up with the man of your dreams, namjoon. but he is nowhere to be found
"namjoon? babe where are you? stop playing!"
"other door babe!" you hear namjoon say as you check your bedroom, you then check the guest room to be met with namjoon dressed up in a room full of roses and vanilla scented candles
"joon...," you chuckle as he grabs your hand bringing you closer to him, "what's all this? what's the occasion?"
"you don't remember?"
"remember what? joonie stop playing," you playfully hit his chest but your eyebrows furrow when you don't see a smile on his face
"it's our two year anniversary..."
shit...
"namjoon...shit i'm so sorry i've just been so caught up with work that-"
"you know you've been using that for an excuse a lot lately. and it's really making me think that you're cheating," those sentences calmly spill through namjoon's lips and you can't help but be shocked. how could he think that low of you?
"how could you say that? and the fact that you don't believe me is unbelievable! if i was cheating you would know damn well," your finger aggressively pokes namjoon in the chest and he instantly feels bad for even saying that
"baby..."
"don't touch me," you spit out as you walk out of the room
"y/n don't act like this..i mean can you really blame for thinking that you're cheating on me!? you're always coming home late, you never have time for us anymore, and it's like all you care about is work!"
"well i'm sorry for giving a damn about my career! joon you know how important my job is to me! i even told you this before we even got serious! my work always come first," tears are streaming down your face now and you namjoon just stare at each other
"i think i need to leave for a while.." namjoon quietly says
"why? over a silly argument? joonie we have-"
"it's not silly to me y/n and i don't think you're taking me seriously. i just need some time to myself to..think," your eyebrows furrow once again
"think about what? leaving me?"
"y/n-"
"fuck you namjoon," you aggressively slam the door when you walk out and you leave the apartment, just to vent to your best friend. and when you return...namjoon's gone along with his suitcase
