Style - Kim Mingyu

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"Bye Mrs. Kim let's meet tomorrow for the shoot again", the crew simultaneously bid farewell to each other about twenty minutes after the 'pack up'.

You proceeded to walk upto your van wherein your driver must have been waiting as per your usual routine.

The smell of expensive cologne emanating from your whole body, would have definitely caught the attention of passerbys; but all you were worried about was encountering some clingy paparazzi.
Of course, being an actress wasn't as simple as one fancies.

Although the shoot went well, there was a certain crucial worry lingering in the back of your mind for a few days now.
Why hasn't he contacted you even once?
Ever since a controversy related to him hit the screens...
He hasn't even bothered to text you.

Yes, you were thinking about your dear husband Kim Mingyu, also an esteemed actor.
Even though controversies in the acting line were common, your brain sensed some discrepancies this time.

As you walked along the street,
you thought about the time you both were still lovers;
How the fans absolutely loved you together and continued to do so even after you both got married.
The fans were, atleast loyal unlike your husband.

Suddenly your steps halt at the sight of a man standing at the corner of the road, a few steps away from your car.
There was a cloud of mist around him due to his cigarettes' smoke.

Dressed in a long overcoat, he looked threatening to approach.
Before you could sneak out your phone to call your driver, the man noticed the cessation of your clicking heels.
As he turned towards you, his mien became visible in the meagre street light.

No doubt it was him.
Kim Mingyu.
Your husband.
Just for the sake of it.

He turned his head towards you and casually crushed the pitiful cigarette butt under his feet.

"Found you", was all he said before your senses succumbed to dense paranoid thoughts.

"You finally got the time to see me?", you sternly confronted him.

He let out a scoff at your courageous self for never being submissive towards him and continued,
"Don't say that, you know i missed
you babe."

With this said, the expression in your eyes softened by a fraction.
You were finally unafraid of being spotted by a paparazzi;
Because you were with your husband, Kim Mingyu, the man who complements you the best.

"Let's go in my car, shall we?" he interrupted the sudden eeriness.

No matter which thought was stopping you from going with him, he was emotionally and legally your husband.
Thus, you silently followed his lead towards his sedan.

He opened the door for you to enter and waited until you sat comfortably. He then proceeded towards the drivers seat.
.
.
"So.... It's been long isn't it?", he snickered.

"it has.", was all you could say.

It was evident that even though you both were trying to focus on different things like driving and ignoring, neither of you could concentrate.
There was an unsaid tension between the two of you.

Every now and then, Mingyu took a peek at your beautiful face, and red lips, tinted magestically by the makeup artist.
He wondered if the makeup artist caught some feelings for you...
Because who wouldn't?

As for Mingyu, he believed that his wife was the most charming woman he ever could acquire;
He referred to you as his
'prized possession' in many interviews.
In his heart, he knew that no matter how far he strays from you.
He will come back to you.
Somethmes he also wonders if you had put him in a trance, because no matter how far he ever was stranded from his beloved wife, he always ends up craving for her.

Mingyu drove you home in the dark night with headlights being the only source of light on the path he took.
Neither of you could see the sinful lust swelling up in each other's eyes.
You both were aware of where this was going...
But you both were just watching it go round and round in this addicting labyrinth.

Mingyu stole glances at you every now and then and the reason that you knew, was that you were, too.

Soon you reached home and proceeded inside.
Sitting on the couch with weariness exuding from your body, you lift up your eyes slowly to witness Mingyu slowly taking off his coat.
He neatly put it on the hanger before turning towards you while folding his sleeves upto his elbows.
You couldn't help but notice his muscular forearms and judge the heat his body radiated right after sitting in the same car as you.

You poured some champagne into two elegant glasses and handed one to Mingyu before the sipping of the gaudy fluid became the only source of sound in the room.

The fragilistic glass-like silence dissipated when you, in the calmest possible manner inquired,

"I heard about you being on and about with some other girl."

Even your luxurious mansion could not shield him against this stinging question.

After a minute of reflection or evasion, Mingyu muttered,

"it's true"

"What did you say?", with something in your chest already shattered, you reconfirm what your ears heard.

"I said what you heard is true.", Mingyu slightly raised his voice.

He was probably irked by the uncalled confrontation.

"But.... I can't stop thinking about you and I....

I've been there too a few times", He shamelessly confessed.

Maybe he was of the thought that it was a normal thing in an acting career;
Hooking up with people occasionally.
But he was unaware of his wife who constantly was in denial of his dirty secrets, finally brimmed up the courage today.

You simply get up from the couch drinking up all the drowsiness in the form of the champagne bottle in front of you.
Maybe it served you the courage.
Maybe it eased your heart from what you were about to say.

"Kim Mingyu....
This day onwards..

I'm not your wife anymore."

You abruptly grab the car keys on the table and storm out of the house.

Mingyu knew one day this would happen;

Just that he did not realize it would be so... appalling.

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A/n:

As you would've guessed, this was inspired by Taylor Swift's "Style".

My readers wished to read something sad and miserable... So here I made a song imagine for you all.
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