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~Taehyung POV~

Jungkook's eyes widened at my discovery. "I-It's not what it looks like baby, I swear it started out with us working.." He explained, though I could see through his lies.

"Then why were you always home at the same time every night this week?!" I yelled, which startled him considering I never yelled.

He took a long pause. "I can explain.." He tried to place a hand on my shoulder, only for me to swat it away. 

"I'm done with your lies, Jungkook! If you weren't happy you could have at least told me!" I stormed back into the house, tears blurring my vision. 

I ran to my room and slammed the door shut, locking it behind me in case me decided to try crawling back to me. Soon enough, I heard banging at the door. "Tae, please let me explain..." He begged.

"No, you've had your chance and I'm tired of your excuses." I growled at the door before stepping up to my dresser. I yanked open a drawer and dug through until I found the tiny pistol hidden in the back. 

"Tae, come out please..." 

I ignored his pleads and carefully took out the pistol. "I hope you're happy with him.." I called.

I flipped the safety off, emitting a loud "click" as I did.

"What was that? Taehyung, come out please!"

Gun pointed to my temple, I stared at my reflection in the mirror. "He can't cheat on you anymore, now you don't have to worry about him staying out late." I let one last tear roll down my face and drop onto the dresser.

"Tae, please I'm begging you!"

A loud bang echoed through the house.

At least that was the last time I had to worry about where he'd been