Third Person's POV
"YOU FLIRT AND SLUT! YOU DARE MEET HIM AGAIN HUH?!" the man shouted and beat his wife repeatedly.
The wife was just laying on the bed, crying silently as her husband beats, hits and punches her.
The people who knew that she has a husband was only her parents and the man whom she loves. Her parents put her in this hell.
Their business was getting bankrupt they have debts. Her parents didn't even ask her for help. They just went off and sell their own daughter for their own sake.
Their own daughter was the payment. Even the woman can't do anything about it. Her savings are not enough to pay her parents debts. So she has no choice but to marry the son of the businessman whom her parents have debted to.
Is it worth it? Are my parents happy?
She thought as she was being hit by her own husband. At first, this man was sweet, nice, and caring she thought everything will go nice and smooth.
But one day, he just burst off. He just beat the hell out of her.
She wanted to ask why, but afraid he would get mad if she asks.
Finally, her husband has calm down now. "I am your husband..why are you still meeting up with that man" frustration was evident in his tone.
She wanted to say who? what are you talking about?
She badly wants to ask why is he hitting her for no valid reason but the woman had no more energy in her. Not enough energy to even speak.
The woman just shuts down. Unable to answer the man's question who is now worried about his wife who passed out.
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The woman slowly opened her eyes. What happened? she asked herself. Her eyes scanned the room as she remembers what happens.
She tried to get up but failed when the pain attacked her. Making her flinch. So she tried slowly getting up.
The door of the room opened, her husband entered holding a tray of food. When he saw, what the woman was trying to do he instantly put down the tray at the near table and went to assist her. Guilt is now eating him up.
He leaned her in the headboard of the bed. "I'm sorry" was all he could say after seeing the bruises on the woman's skin.
"I-It's okay," the wife said. Scared to be beaten if she said it's not and complains. Thinking it'll just anger him more.
Her husband did not say anything again. He fed her and cure her bruises by putting ointments. The man was being careful, trying not to hurt her as if he was not the reason why she has these bruises.
After feeding and taking care of her he tucked her in a blanket then left the room to let her rest.
I sighed. Why can't he be like this all the time? If he's like this then maybe everything would be fine. She thought. Still wondering what made him beat and hit her.
Dahyun's POV
It was just another day at work. Dance here, sing there. Perform here, perform there.
At the backstage, I was trying to text Jimin because I received a message from him a while ago saying
My Chimchim:
Break a leg ❤
Me:
Thanks, you too.
I texted back. Right after I hit the send the staff in charge took it from me saying we're next.
We performed 'Dance the Night away'. While BTS performed 'Fake Love'.
We Twice were the first ones to arrive home after the event. Hmm, they must be doing other things. I messaged Jimin to let him know that I already got home and I'll wait for him.
I did my night routine and went on my pajamas. I busied myself with reading a book while waiting for Jimin.
I've read quite a few chapters but still no sign of Chim. I closed the book that I'm reading and placed it at the bedside table near me.
I turned my head sideways and saw the digital clock at the bedside table on the other side of the bed.
2:45 am
How come time is running so fast? The event ended hours ago. Why aren't they still home?
I grabbed my phone and messaged Jimin. I didn't bother to call, because I think he might still be working so a text would do.
After sending a message I decided to wait for him downstairs.
The house is on dim lights since its already late. I opened the Television and volume it down a bit. Looking for something to watch was all I've done, time passed but still, I have nothing I like to watch.
"Dahyun?"
I was stunned to see Taehyung in his pajamas, his hair was messy like he just woke up.
"Taehyung ah" he slowly sat beside me with eyes interrogating.
"Why are you here?" I asked, still stunned to see him.
"This is our house..?" he answered sarcastically which made me throw eye daggers at him.
"Well, I thought you guys aren't home yet so I was waiting for Chim" I turned off the lights of the terrace earlier so the TV was our only source of light.
"Jimin?"
"Yes, Chim. What time did you guys get home anyway? Is he in his room? I messaged him that I'll wait." there was no response from Tae, so I straightly looked at him. Waiting for my question to be answered.
"Dahyun..."
"What? Why aren't you answering?"
"I'm thirsty. Can get you me water?" he suddenly said. With no doubt, I stood up and made my way to the kitchen to get him a glass of water.
With the glass of water on my hand, I went back to the terrace.
"Here" I handed the water to Taehyung and sat beside him.
"Thanks" he muttered before drinking it all up. "I think we better go back to sleep. We have work tomorrow"
"But--"
"Okay? Sleep tight Dahyun" he cut me off then quickly walked back to his room.
Why is he acting weird?
I sighed, washed the glass, and went to Jimin's room.
Sleeping peacefully with still a cute and handsome face. That was what I'm expecting when I entered his room. But to my surprise, his bed was nice and neat. There was no Jimin.
Where could he be?
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Happier (DahMin) [Completed]
FanficBaby you look happier, you do. I knew one day you'd fall for someone new but if he breaks your heart , just know that ill be waiting here for you