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"you deserve flowers on your doorstep, you deserve coffee in the morning, you deserve kisses every evening. that's what your eyes reflect seol, not this bloodshed and bruises." he said, gazing up to me with his wrists tied tight.
i...
not when i remembered he ruined my sleep and fucked other girls using my bed. the bed i bought using my own money.
all of these came from my money.
his audacity, wow.
"why did you cheat?" i mumbled," i never knew you would find something i lack with someone."
i paused,
"wait, i don't think i lack something."
"you were never here, seol. you don't know how lonely i am. you don't know because all you care about is your missions." he rolled his eyes and was about to walk pass me but i grabbed his arms.
"i literally order your every meal, even if i'm in the middle of mission. you know that. i've been showing you affection even though i'm not here—"
"who the fuck needs your deliveries when i can't even touch you? i need your presence seol!" he grunted.
my mouth slightly opened, unbelievably looking at him.
"that's it? that's the reason why you stuck your dick into different women?" i hissed.
"i have many reasons, you think you're affectionate? bullshit. you always think violently, wether with your choice of words or action. you don't considerate my feelings—"
"how?" i gritted my teeth.
if i could cut his neck out right now, i would. but the kitchen knife is too far.
"i'm a man, i need touch. can't you understand that? how long has it been since we had sex? kiss? three months, or probably longer." he scoffed.
"so your crinkled dick is the reason?" i asked and looked at him, unconvinced.
"there are many reasons, seol. i don't think you would ever understand. all you know is violence."
that was true but i never ever, laid hands on him. i gave him everything because i thought i finally found someone who could comfort me, who could show me what love even means.
he did at the beginning.
but it faded.
his consistency died.
"was your love for me even real?"
"of course, why would i fucking force myself to get along with your attitude if i didn't love you? you're the worst woman could ever be" he hissed.
"fuck you." i muttered, almost breaking down inside but i didn't show it to him.
i want him to know that his words doesn't affect me. i want him to know that i will not shed a single tear for his mistakes.
i would never think of the things i should've done for him not to cheat. it was his choice, after all.
his eyes looking strong to me while i just stared at him, my walls slowly cracking.
i've loved him for so long.
i think of him as my forever home.
i felt like he was the home i've been longing since my own family took it away from me.
i don't want to cry just because of a man that couldn't keep his dick inside his pants but the thought of losing him is another way around. this is far from what i am expecting, i never suspected him of doing something like this. i don't know what i would do in this kind of situation.
he could've told me so i could plan something.
"see? this is why other women are better than you. at least they can make me feel safe—"
"cheating is cheating, man. stop blaming the woman with your mistake. you can't turn the table upside down." a voice behind me spoke, "don't act like it's her loss."
"who the fuck are you?" sunwoo looked at me in confusion, "look at you, angry at me because i brought a woman but look at yourself."
"it's not like that." why do i have to fucking explain anyways?
sunwoo looked at jungkook with anger, "so you've been cheating—"
"as expected, cheaters are angry to be cheated on." jungkook chuckled, "don't worry, this woman only kidnapped me."
sunwoo scoffed, "what? and you think you're not violent—"
"if she was violent, she would've stucked a bullet in you." jungkook laughed behind me.
"she won't so fuck off, this is none of your business. seol would never—"
if the kitchen knife is too far, guess i'll have to use this.
i lifted my night gown a bit and i pulled out my gun from the black band on my thighs. i aimed it to the shit standing in front of me whilst i tilted my head, "babe, if you measure love by sex,"
i lowered my gun to his crotch, "then i'm not letting you have it."
i pulled the trigger and blood rolled quickly down his pants.
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he screamed in pain, "fuck! what the hell! shit! shit! ugh!" he roared on the floor, rolling and holding his crotch.
he earned it and i'll never regret doing what i did.
cheaters will just get what they deserve.
"don't act like you lost something big." i rolled my eyes, turning my back on him. i ignored his loud crying and pulled out my phone to call someone from the agency.
i hate having blood inside my unit so i need to get the trash out.
my eyes met jungkook with wide eyes, his hands covering his crotch.
