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Unusual

Forced Ties Chapter 3 : Unusual

It's been a month now, and Jimin was surprised Taehyung have not harassed him at all yet. It felt more like they were just roommates in college. It was just wake up, work, come home, sleep, and do it all over again. Jimin gets off work before Taehyung, but Taehyung's always coming home so late. Most days, Jimin would be asleep before Taehyung even gets home. Jimin didn't mind it at all, but he does feel a bit sad that this is how the rest of his life will be like.

"Hyung, he's so quiet. It gets hella awkward sometimes," Jimin sighs and stirs his boba tea. Jin sets aside his drink and grabs his second one.
"Seduce him." Jimin chokes on a tapioca pearl, eyes wide open.
"What?" He yells. "I'm not gonna do that."
"If you don't, how else would you get a guy's attention?" Jin says, grabbing his third drink, honeydew boba tea. Jimin thought for awhile about Jin's suggestion. Sure guys can be quite horny perverts, but Taehyung seems like he'd yawn and go back to his phone even if Jimin was fully naked, offering to blow him off. Jin kept going at it about how Jimin isn't sexually attractive enough for his man. Jimin just ignored him, and thought to himself about Taehyung.

It was getting late, but it was Sunday. Taehyung's usually home by nine. For the first time in forever, Jimin had prep dinner for his husband. Can't guarantee that it's still warm and edible, but it visually looks appealing, unlike the person who made it. Jimin was sweeping in slow motion. Good thing he did, because Taehyung came home, two hours later than usual. Jimin quickened his pace, "You're home. I made dinner, but you'll probably have to heat it up."
"I already ate, thanks anyways," Taehyung says as he passes Jimin.
"But-" Taehyung was already upstairs. "Ugh that long-legged bastard. Now I have to throw this away." He looks at the food sadly, and changes his mind. Instead he quickly puts it in the microwave. Jimin whistled to himself as he waits for the food, not noticing Taehyung in the living room. When the tv suddenly turned on at the same time as the microwave started beeping, Jimin flinched and sees his husband sitting on the couch.

"Huh, strange," he whispers to himself. Carrying the hot plate, he plops himself down next to Taehyung, with a good meter between them. Taehyung didn't say anything, not even a glance, just scrolling down the home page of Netflix at a rapid speed. "Oh! Kingdom! I mean-" Jimin looks down at his plate and continues eating.
"Which episode are you on?" Taehyung asks. Jimin looks up happily.
"Third." Taehyung clicked play and scoots closer to Jimin, acting like he's just trying to get comfortable.

Ten minutes in, Taehyung was already right next to Jimin, still pretending like the couch is uneven and bumpy. Jimin, super interested in the show, didn't even notice a sweating Taehyung besides him. The episode was getting quite intense, and a bit more scarier. When there was a false jump scare, Jimin whimpered and clung onto Taehyung. He laughed at the poor little guy, hugging him tightly. "Scared?"
"No, just, psh you know, jump scares," Jimin pretends to shrug it off, and moves away again. Taehyung chuckled, also moving to the other end of the couch. In the end, the couple ends up in the middle together.
"Night," Taehyung says and starts making his way up. Jimin quickly turns off the light and runs ahead of Taehyung.

After enjoying the previous night, Jimin tries to do it again. Instead of cuddling together on the couch, Jimin ends up sleeping against the counter with the broom in his hands. For the next two weeks, Jimin would always wake up in bed, and find dried food in the trash. The whole two weeks, he's probably seen Taehyung for fifteen minutes in total! Curious to why his husband is coming home later and later each night, he pays him a visit at work.

"Mr. Kim is in his office, I'm sure he has no guests at the moment," Taehyung's secretary says as he leads Jimin to the office.
"Thank you, um,"
"Namjoon," the guy smiles and excuses himself. Jimin didn't plan on knocking, because he wanted to surprise his man. Quietly opening the door, he sneaks in only a few steps and stops. He can hear giggles, a women's giggles. He couldn't see because there was this super helpful wall in the way for some reason, and that just made Jimin want to walk around it. He pokes his head slightly, and sees Taehyung holding some girl in his lap. He kept whispering some shitty stuff into her ear, making her release those annoying sounds from her mouth. Jimin bit his lip till it bled to keep him from making any noise. His man's hands, were up her dress. His man's lips were on some stranger's body. His man, was spending his days and nights with someone else.