It was a another nice day for Kim Seokjin. He just talked to someone, I mean he was just done with a therapy session with someone and he's now standing on his balcony while roaming his eyes over the Seoul city.
The soft wind blew his hair gently, causing his marvelous forehead to show and making his face glow like any of the brightest stars out there in the universe.
Perks of being attractive.
He likes it. He likes the silence. He likes the loneliness. He likes the peace of not being around any people. He likes it a little too much.
But unfortunately, his peaceful moment got interrupted by the doorbell continuously ringing, almost deafening him.
Seokjin turns around from the view of the city and looks in the direction of his front door with furrowed eyes. He walks out of the balcony and enters the living room and then makes his way towards the front door.
When he was standing before the front door, Seokjin unlocked the door which opened with a soft click sound and as soon as he push open the door backward towards himself, a man dashed inside his house furiously, bumping with his shoulder at the process, taking the attractive therapist aback by surprise.
Seokjin looked at the man with wide eyes, dumbfounded but when he realized who it was, he closed the door and followed the man inside with long steps.
"Mr. Jeon, you can't just break into my house like that! You don't even have an appointment with me today." Seokjin said with a heavy frown, a little pissed off by the young attorney's action.
"I'm sorry but I need you. I need to vent to someone!" Jungkook said dramatically as he shrugged off his blazer like his whole body was burning on fire and then threw it on the couch before sitting down there. His one leg was placed over the small round coffee table in front of him.
Seokjin frowned at the informality of the blonde head. He scrunched his nose when he saw Jungkook's shoe placed over his polished clean coffee table and his sweaty body rested over the couch like a sack of potatoes.
He squeezed his eyes shut and took a deep breath. Trying to ignore the younger's actions and rather listen to what he wants to say.
"What happened? What do you want to vent?" Seokjin asked while walking towards the other couch placed at the other side of the coffee table, across Jungkook, and sat down there.
Jungkook looks at him, Seokjin let out a sigh of relief when he saw the younger remove his legs from over his precious coffee table.
"I did something which I feel bad but I don't think I regret," Jungkook said to his therapy. Hands move into some weird patterns as he tries to explain. A thick frown was present on his face.
Seokjin sighed with a straight face, "Just tell me what did you do." He let out in a calm tone.
"I—" Jungkook paused, taking a deep breath and rolling his eyes at how dramatic he was acting right now. "I kinda forced Taehyung to have sex with me." Jungkook finally blurted out and shoved his face between his palm.
"You did what?!" Seokjin let out in disbelief. His eyes wide and brows knitted together into a frown.
"I swear I'm not a rapist. But as I said, kinda. Keyword colon mark, kinda." Jungkook exclaimed in his defense. Looking up at Seokjin with big round eyes. Trying to convince the therapist to not take him negatively or misunderstood him.
"You literally said you forced Taehyung. Force sex is force sex, Mr. Jeon. What do you mean by kinda?" Seokjin let out in a stern voice. Though his posture was straight and he seemed calm, anyone could tell he was angry from inside.
"It was kinda! Because— because first I threatened Taehyung to have sex with me because he didn't want to so it was kinda forced at first but then later I wanted to back away but he said he wants it and is willing to have sex with me—"
"It's probably because you made him hyper by doing some weird things with him!"
"—So it's kinda forcing him and not really forcing him, right?" Jungkook ignored his therapist's statement and explained himself instead. Desperation prominent through his voice as bright as daylight.
"Oh, so you also threatened him? Unbelievable." Seokjin let out a scoff as he jerks his head to the side with disbelief masking his feature. "What did you threaten him with?" The therapist asked while looking at Jungkook with a glare.
"That- that I will tell his husband about everything that is going on between us and accuse him of cheating if he doesn't have sex with me," Jungkook said and shrugged his shoulder but there was a hint of awkwardness dominating him.
"Oh, for fuck sake! Why did you do that?!" Seokjin snapped at the younger, taking him aback by surprise.
"I was mad okay?! I don't know why. But after I saw Taehyung kissing Jimin I just got so fucking furious. My mind wasn't working in the right direction at that time. I felt like I'm drunk. I'm drunk in. . .something. Like I don't know wha—"
"Drunk in jealousy?" Seokjin cut off the younger's tantrum who got silent after hearing his therapist's words.
Jealousy?
"Jealousy?" Jungkook mumbled out the question with a frown and then let out a slight dry chuckle. "Oh, come on! Why would I be jealous?" Jungkook said as he scoffed out a laugh but the laugh was too fake to be true.
"Because you saw him kissing his husband?" Seokjin asked. He rosed his one eyebrow and gazes down at Jungkook's figure with a teasing suspicious look. The anger he was feeling before was now long forgotten.
"Fuck no! Why would I be jealous because of that? It's something else and I'll find what it is—"
"You don't have to find it, Mr. Jeon." Seokjin yet again interrupted the younger through his mid-sentence. "I'm telling you it's jealousy because why would you get mad at Taehyung seeing him kissing his husband? Someone who he can kiss and there's nothing wrong with that." Seokjin explained to the younger who was staring back at him with silence taking over him.
"You were mad because you didn't like the sight before your eyes. You were mad because there was a burning sensation irritating your heart. You were mad because you didn't like the idea of seeing that certain person close to someone besides you." Jungkook fisted his hands tightly as he bites down on his bottom lip while looking down.
"I'm a psychologist specialist, Mr. Jeon. I know well." Seokjin said and smirked in the end.
Jungkook clenched his jaw and looks away towards the huge open balcony. He hates it how right Seokjin is. He hates it because he relates to every single word Seokjin said. The irritating burning sensation in his heart. Not liking the mare sight of Taehyung kissing his husband. Getting mad over seeing Taehyung with someone else, even if it was his husband. He relates to every single word his therapist said.
And he hates to feel that way again. The feeling he was avoiding for a long long time.
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Taehyung parked the car inside the underground parking lot that is situated under the huge building he's lives in.
Believe it or not but after Jungkook left, he sat there on the cold floor for over an hour. Just drowning himself into a deep ocean of his own thoughts.
You're probably guessing that for one-hour straight Taehyung probably was thinking about him and Jimin? Or he was regretting the sex between him and Jungkook? Or he was just stressing himself because life is so fucking unfair to him?
But no. Taehyung wasn't thinking about those. It's a little hard to believe, especially for Taehyung that his mind was actually clouded with the thoughts of the incidents where he and Jungkook had sex.
He hates to admit that he liked having a physical relationship with Jungkook. Maybe a little too much?
Taehyung doesn't know what it is or what he saw in the younger but he liked having sex with Jungkook. He has had many physical relationships with various people but none compared to the pleasure he feels from sleeping with Jungkook. That doesn't make him a fuck boy, because he wasn't involved in that category. It's just he had many relationships before marrying Jimin but they never worked out.
Because his heart always wanted Jimin, even when he was in a relationship with other people. That's why they never go that well.
Anyway, but what's important is, he liked having a physical relationship with Jungkook. Maybe because Taehyung receives a different kind of pleasure from the younger. Maybe because of how warm but at the same time how cold he is? Maybe because of how controlling the younger is? Or maybe because even though Jungkook acts like an asshole and he did kinda force Taehyung to have sex with him, he still can see that the younger does want him. Not only his body but more than that.
There is a hidden possessiveness that Taehyung can witness for himself behind those cold and arrogant orbs of the younger.
And he feels special because of that?
He feels like he's kind of special to Jungkook and he likes the idea of it.
Taehyung shook his head as he tried to brush off the subject from inside his head. He hates to think like this. Because one thing is sure, Jungkook is not good for him and his married life. That boy is a distraction and he's trying to break and waste the effort Taehyung has been trying to putting on into his married life to make everything better again.
Taehyung didn't even realize when he reached in front of the front door of his apartment. He cleared his throat and licked his dried lips. He drew his nose closer to the fresh clothes that he's wearing right now to smell himself. Even though Taehyung has taken a shower in his private washroom into his office room, the older was still anxious because he feels like he still smells like Jungkook.
He knows Jimin is inside their apartment because he had called Jimin before coming here and the other said that he's home right now.
Home. Oh, how nice it feels to hear that from Jimin.
Taehyung took a deep breath and fished out the key card from the pockets of his slacks before swiping it and the door opened with a soft click sound. Taehyung gulped and pushed open the door before stepping inside.
He reached to the living room and he can already hear the faint voice of someone coming from the balcony. Taehyung slowly walks deeper into the living room and peeks towards the balcony where he got a glimpse of his husband standing there while talking to someone over the phone.
But why does he seem angry?
Even though Taehyung can't listen to his husband's conversation with the person behind the phone because the door of the balcony was shut, only a muffled voice could be heard, he still can see that Jimin was pretty angry with whoever he's talking to right now.
Taehyung's legs decided to walk further towards the balcony without his consent and before he could figure out anything, his hands were already shoving the door aside to hear the conversation but before he could do so, Jimin jumped and whipped around at hearing the glass door opening and immediately cut the phone while looking at Taehyung with slightly wide eyes.
"Y-You're here already?" Jimin asked as he smiled awkwardly and started to head towards Taehyung only to pass by him and enter into the living room, avoiding any kind of eye contact with the older.
"Who are you so angry at?" Taehyung asked as he followed Jimin's smaller frame from behind.
"My assistant. He messed up something, nothing serious." Jimin replied in one go to his husband's question as he poured a glass of water and drank it.
"Is that so? But you looked so angry just now—"
"Taehyung, I need to leave. I'm sorry I'll make it up to you later." Jimin cut off the older as he walks back to the living room from the kitchen to grab his blazer but Taehyung immediately marched forward and grabbed the smaller's males wrist that was reaching forward for the blazer resting over the couch.
"No, wait. I need to discuss some things with you." Taehyung said in a rash as he looks down at Jimin with a slight frown.
Jimin also looks up at Taehyung and knitted his brows together in confusion.
"What do you want to discuss?" The older asked. Taehyung immediately made the older sit on the single couch where his blazer is and made himself crouch down over the floor, before Jimin's legs.
"It's just— I wanted to know why you don't want to give me a divorce?" Taehyung asked out of nowhere while looking up at the silver head with hopeful eyes.
"What kind of question is that, Taehyung?!" Jimin spat back with a heavy scowl as he yanked his hand back from Taehyung's hold. "It's like you're desperate for a divorce from me?" Jimin asked. Taehyung instantly shook his head in a 'no'.
"No, it's just. . . nothing really makes sense to me, you know?" Taehyung let out while sulking in confusion.
"What does not make sense to you?" The older asked.
"That if you really don't want a divorce from me then why did you treat me like that?" The brown head asked, his long bangs falling over one of his eyes, entirely covering it while the other was still exposed.
"Treat you like what?" Jimin asked again. Like he has no clue what the younger is trying to say or talk about.
"Treating me like anything but your husband." Taehyung let out straightforwardly with a shrug.
"I don't know what you're talking about, Tae. You know I was busy with work, there is nothing like treating you any differently or something." The older deadpanned, making Taehyung frown in return.
"Jimin, you know it's not the only reason that you treated me that way? Please, baby, I need to know the truth. It's making me confused—"
"There's no lie or truth, Tae! I told you it was because I was so busy and under pressure." Jimin suddenly snapped at his husband, a little pissed off as he stood up from the couch.
"I don't want to argue or fight with you over that, Tae. I told you already I don't want a divorce. Isn't it enough for you?" He then added calmly while looking down at Taehyung's figure who was still crouching down.
Taehyung stood up and looks at his husband with a slight hint Of irritation because he can see the older avoiding the question.
He does not want Jungkook to be correct.
"No, not wanting a divorce is not enough for me. I need to know exactly why you treated me like that." Taehyung asked again stubbornly as he stares back at Jimin's beautiful orbs blankly.
Jimin let out a sigh in frustration. He was already pissed off after heaving a long-ass argument with the person behind the phone and now he has to deal with Taehyung's question too.
He doesn't know how long he can control his anger inside. Because he's sure if he let his anger take over his body, he can blurt out some shit that he might regret later.
"What do you want? Like really, what do you really want me to say? I told you I didn't treat you like that because of any specific reason. I was just so busy with work and stuff." The silver head said as he looks at Taehyung with an annoyed look.
Taehyung sighed and nodded his head. "Okay, but can you answer my one last question?" Taehyung asked as he slowly walks forward towards the older. Hopeful eyes looking down at his husband.
"Go ahead," Jimin replied within a second without any emotions present on his face.
Taehyung stood before the older and slowly guided his hands towards Jimin's face and rested them against his fluffy cheeks, cupping them. He looks at the older deep into his eyes and asked in a very serious and heavy tone.
"Do you love me?"
Taehyung asked because he still remember what Jungkook has told him before leaving his office.
"Ask him to say if he loves you. I bet your husband will face some difficulties answering that."
It really perked his attention and from then on, he really wanted to ask Jimin or more like wanted to hear those three magical words from the older to prove the young attorney wrong.
And also for his own satisfaction and peace of his heart.
At hearing Taehyung's question, Jimin's eyes slightly widened. His mouth goes dry and he can sense anxiety swelling inside him.
Taehyung frowned in confusion when he observes his husband's look. He did sense the older tensing under his strong gaze. That made him kinda sad but he still had hope in him. Maybe it wasn't the older becoming tense or more like becoming flustered inside because of the sudden confession?
"Jimin, you love me, right?" Taehyung asked as his eyes observes the older carefully. He really wants the older to say yes. Because if not, it's going to break him completely and he also doesn't want Jungkook to be right.
"Taehyung, I—" Jimin licked his plump lips that were currently turning white by the dryness. He gulped and bites down on his bottom lip. Jimin finally looks up at Taehyung and smiles softly. Making the younger's heart thumping into his chest crazily and his stomach doing crazy flips.
"Yes, I love you, Tae." The silver head replied causing Taehyung to smile brightly. His lips turned into a box shape, teeth are on display as the corner of his eyes crinkled because of how hard he was smiling.
He felt like crying.
"I love you too, baby. I really do." Taehyung said in an airy tone and to much Jimin's surprise, the younger smashed his lips with his. Kissing him deep and passionately.
Though it took him by surprise at first but later he also closed his eyes gently and kissed back. Making Taehyung's heart all warm and giddy inside for the second time throughout the whole day.
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Jungkook was sitting over his long couch as he listens to some music while holding a glass of wine between his tattooed fingers. He was sitting over the couch with both of his legs and hands spread to each side and the back of his head rested over the headboard of the couch.
The first three buttons of his white button-up were open, revealing the underline of his packs. Sharp jawline on full display and eyes shut closed.
He was exhausted. Exhausted because his brain was kept repeating the words his therapist had told him today.
Jealous? Why would he be jealous? He doesn't like the sound of it.
Jungkook groaned when he heard the doorbell suddenly echoing through his silent living room. But then his eyes shot open when he thought of the possibilities of a certain person might be behind the door.
So he shot up from the couch and started to head towards the front door while still holding the wine glass between his fingers.
Jungkook stood before the front door and as soon as he pushed open it, he was met by a harsh slap.
Jungkook widened his eyes as his head jerked to the other side because of the force of the slap. He slowly turned his head and looks at the person with a dark glare.
"He said he loves me," That was the first thing Taehyung said after Jungkook looked at him.
"Why on earth did you slap me for?!" Jungkook exclaimed with a heavy scowl masking his whole feature. Looking up at the older with uproar confusion rather than anger. But it doesn't mean the anger is not there.
"You did the same thing to me, remember?" Taehyung said and he didn't even waste any time as he started to walk away from Jungkook's apartment.
Jungkook stood there dumbfounded. His hand gripping the wine glass in a tight grip. He closed the door and turned around. Jungkook's body shook when anger finally took over him and he threw the wine glass over the white marbled floor with full force. Breaking it into tiny pieces and painting the plain surface red.
No, he wasn't angry because Taehyung just slapped him. He's angry because of what he heard from the older.
"He said he loves me."
"I don't know what games you're playing, Park. But I will soon figure it out, I promise."