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It was cold and the snow outside didn't melt yet. Seokjin looked out of the French window and saw the snowflakes on the ground be picked up by the wind and whirl in the air. He held a hot-water bag in his arms and lay huddled up in the rattan chair. Then he exchanged short messages with Taehyung.

"You left your medicines in my car. Shall I deliver them to your house after work?"

Seokjin smiled and texted him, "No need, I'll pick it up myself tomorrow."

It wasn't long before Taehyung replied- "Yesterday I called you several times, but you didn't answer. Is it convenient for you to speak on the phone now?"

A wry smile spread over Seokjin face and he thought for a while before replying. "I'll be dropping by tomorrow. If there's anything, we'll talk about it then."

After sending the message to Taehyung, Seokjin waited for a while but didn't receive a new one. So he decided to watch the news, but soon he felt tired and fell asleep in the chair.

Later, he was roused from sleep by the feeling of being smothered. He opened his eyes, still half asleep, and saw Jungkook pinching his nose. He shook Jungkook hand off and showed a cute pouty expression on his face, as a kind of childlike innocence shone in his sleepy eyes.

Seokjin with a pettishly charming manner melted Jungkook's heart. He touched Seokjin soft hair and suddenly realized that he hadn't seen Seokjin act like a spoiled child in front of him for three or four years. Seokjin was his first love, and maybe Jungkook would get tired of Seokjin but he never wanted to split with him.

Seokjin narrowed his eyes and smiled with a small dimple appearing in his left cheek. He muttered in a mild sweet voice, "Kookie..."

Jungkook was in a daze for a while. When he came back to earth, Seokjin fell asleep again. He sighed and covered Seokjin with a blanket. Then he went back to the study and saw his cell phone vibrating. He picked it up and was annoyed to see a lot of missed calls that all came from Jimin.

Jungkook cuckolded Seokjin  for several years. At first, he had an affair with other people just for fun. In truth, he was a rich, unmarried, handsome man, so many men and women were charmed by him and even chased after him on their own initiative. As time went on, he gradually wallowed in the freewheeling sex with his lovers outside. Seokjin was a good spouse but he was too shy to pander to Jungkook liking in terms of sex. Jungkook always felt unsatisfied, but he was loath to treat Seokjin as a tool of venting his ravenous lust. So he always, in a violent way, vented his uncontrollable lust on his lovers, who were willing to bear that.

The first few times he felt guilty after having an affair with his lover. When he came home, he did everything he could to please Seokjin to get rid of the guilt and conceal his panic. But as time passed, his guilt and panic completely disappeared and he got into the habit of committing adultery with others. In the beginning, he made excuses to put a good face on his unfaithful acts. He even thought that Seokjin would find his improper relationship with others and quarrel with him, and by then he would make a clean break with his lovers and be good. However, Seokjin showed no interest in his infidelities and turned a blind eye to his mistakes, which let Jungkook down. So he went outside more often and gave him the cold shoulder.

Now Jungkook felt guilty again. His intuition told him that something was wrong. He sensed the strong determination in Seokjin attitude, which bothered him. But Seokjin showed no intention of leaving, all that made Jungkook confused.

On Seokjin point of view, he didn't like strangers entering his house, so he always did housework by himself. This morning he felt too sick to wash the sheet and clothes so that the sheet was still left in the laundry basket. Jungkook got into a panic when he saw the bloodstains on it.

He knew that Seokjin was afraid of pain not because he wasn't mentally tough enough but because of his special constitution. He was highly sensitive to the pain and even a small wound would leave a scar on his body. He remembered clearly the first time he made love with Seokjin. The boy with bright black eyes lay under him, slightly trembling with pain. He looked afraid but didn't refuse or resist. He just whimpered and groaned in a sweet voice, "Kookie, be nice to me henceforward…"

Jungkook got a sharp pain in his heart when he recalled his promise to Seokjin.