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"Ahh I forgot to give you this," he says and hands you a paper. You crease your brows together and take the paper. Unfolding the small sheet you read the things written.
"I..." he cuts you off.
'Cut my talk again and be ready to get a kick from me,' you glare at him.
"First. You'll never step inside my room and invade my privacy," he announces with his hands crossed over his chest, chin held up. He stands there like a king ordering his attendants but only if he knew you weren't the one to listen to him.
"Second..." You cut him this time.
"I am not even interested in your things or you," you pass him a bitter smile as his egoistic expressions change into shocked ones. He didn't expect this. He gulps while you read onto the next point.
"Second, I'll never ask you about your company's matter... like I am interested? I will talk to your dad rather than you..." you nod with a smirk plastered on your face as he sighs being annoyed by your actions.
'You are really something,' he thinks with annoyance and soft eyes, trying to understand you.
"Third... I'll never cook for you or ask you to. I'm not your maid so for sure I'll never do that," you answer while he stands there listening to you. His plan was backfiring him. He thought you'll be sweet and obey his rules nicely but here you are acting as he deserves.
"Fourth, I'll never attend business parties with you. Okay!! Everything is accepted. Now, you need to follow my rules too..." you crumble the paper.
"Go on!!" He says, unbothered not knowing how your rules will trouble him.
"First, I won't be cleaning this house alone. The duties will be shared by alternate days," Now it is your time to cross arms. He scoffs and nods, accepting the rule.
"Second, you won't come near my dad. You are an insensitive man and I can't take any words against my dad..." you hiss and he nods. He really felt hurt by your harsh words but you were only trying to protect your dad. Both of you were on the same page.
"Third and last... Your lover will not come to this house. Better use your office for your make-out and other things," you look straight in his eyes while speaking, he looks away and nods. She wasn't his gf, he didn't want to explain to you, you won't trust him.
"I'm sleepy," he mutters and leaves. Your eyes brim with fresh water, you don't know why but you felt bad for acting so tough on him.
Turning the lights off, you made your way to your bedroom. As you were tired from the whole day, you dozed off real quick.
Few weeks passed by and you both were living like two strangers put together in one house. Neither of you talked or asked anything. You both cooked for yourselves, divided duties according to rules. You were busy in your office and with dad, his condition was improving but you know this won't last. You were preparing yourself but always failing.
Meanwhile, Jungkook was focusing on his company now. As his dad promised, he will be the new CEO of the company. Mr Jeon was preparing everything to give his company soon in his son's hands.. The relationship between Eunji and Jungkook was based on lust from the start and now he was trying to cut those ties. No matter how much Jungkook tried, forgetting his first love was too difficult but after marriage he really wanted to maintain his sanity, he can't cheat on his wife even if the relationship between you two was based on papers.
It was one of the days of the week when you returned from work and plopped on the couch. Jungkook wasn't in sight hence you assumed he is in his office or f*cking Eunji. You weren't even complaining because you both know this marriage will never work. It was a tiring day for you and you wished to sleep. You drag your feet upstairs and take a hot water bath somehow before sleeping.
You do your skincare routine and turn off the lights to sleep. You were about to fall into a deep slumber when your phone rang loudly. You groan and extend your arm to find your phone. Reaching it, you answer the call.
"Hello?" You ask, eyes closed.
"Hey, y/n. This is Jimin... Jungkook's friend. Can you please come to xxx bar, he is wasted and handling him alone is not in my hands. Please..." the man pleads and you sigh before mumbling 'yes'.
You don't change your clothes and drive off to the bar in your night suit. You were too lazy to change. Getting inside you scrunch your nose due to the unpleasant smell of alcohol. Your eyes scan around the place to find your husband. You sigh and reach one table where Jimin was trying to hold Jungkook who was parading while yelling.
"Thank God you are here. Let's take him out," Jimin says with hope in his eyes. You nod and hesitantly put your arm around his waist. His waist was actually smaller than you thought by looking at his muscular body. He was stinking with alcohol but you were worried about him for now.
You three walk out of the club and try to reach your car. Suddenly Jungkook removes his hand from Jimin and by turning to face you, he fastens his hand around your jaw, shoving you to the wall behind you. Your eyes shut immediately as a shaky wail leaves your mouth.
"Jungkook!!!" Jimin tries to get Jungkook off you.
"Why!!! I asked why did you leave me!!!! Wasn't I enough? Wasn't what I gave you enough? Why!!!!" He yells, clasping his fingers on your mug tightly, while you hold onto his arm, begging him to leave you.
"Ju.." He cuts you off.
"Shut up! JUST SHUT UP!! I am tired of hearing your lies, that you loved me... cared for me... did this, did that!!! When in reality you never did anything for me. You always used me!!! And I f*king know that but still, I can't forget you and move on!!!! Why are you haunting me like this!!!" His red eyes soften for a second before filling with hatred for his ex again.
You felt bad that he was suffering so much but you can't help him when he doesn't let you. You were at fault too for not trying to work on this marriage. Hot tears roll down your cheeks due to the pain his stronghold was creating.
"Jungkook please..." you cry, holding his arm.
"Don't act like a stupid kook!! Leave her," Jimin yells and tries to push him but the man doesn't fudge from his place. His eyes pierced your soul while you cried staring in his eyes, in the hope he will see YOU, not his ex. But how would he... When she was all in his heart, eyes, brain.
"Just because of YOU... because of you, I have ruined myself, my life. I did things which I never wanted to do. I became a who*re... it's not your fault I know!! I know!! But just to forget you... I did things which I wasn't supposed to... I can't even move on and start a new life with my wife. Goddammit!!!" He punches the wall beside you with his free hand as you shut your eyes tightly, your hands moving to hold his shirt.
"Jungkook... it's me," you murmur in fear.
"Kook leave here," Jimin yells and at last he knocks the man off you. Jungkook stumbles but gets the support of the car nearby.
"Hey, you okay?" Jimin asks as you nod slowly, caressing your jaw. Tears rolled down your cheeks, you couldn't bring your eyes to check on him. You were scared.
"You are being a jerk, Jungkook. No matter what I tell you, you'll not get it now," he exclaims and by dragging Jungkook with him he takes him towards your car. Of course, you helped Jimin, Jungkook is comparatively stronger and heavier.
Taking a seat inside you drove to the house. For the whole ride, you were trembling badly. His single glance at you was making your breath hitch in your rib. Jimin followed your car and as you both reached your place, he helped you to take him into his bedroom. Jungkook passed out just when you parked your car at your house.
"Thank you, Jimin.." You mutter with a small smile.
"No, please don't say that. I should thank you and apologise to you for calling and troubling you like that... is it painful?" He asks with his sweet voice as you shake your head, lying. You didn't want to make him worry at this hour.
"By the way, Y/n... this is my number. You can call me anytime you wish, take care. I'll get going now..." he steps backwards with his unhealthy smile after giving you his office card as you wave your hand.
Jimin is completely the opposite of Jungkook. Jungkook is cold, rude while Jimin is warm, sweet. Jungkook's voice shivers down your spine while Jimin's feels like a cozy blanket on the windy night.
Shrugging the thoughts about Jimin you make your way to Jungkook's bedroom. Opening the door you step inside. You were glad that Jimin changed his clothes. You pull the duvets over his form and keep that specific frame on the nightstand. It was his ex-girlfriend's, his love.