(completed) I was married to a Cheater (Jimin). Now, I'll get married to a Killer (Taehyung). They are both fighting for me, while my mind and heart are fights through confusion.
Who will I choose but...
Who is the worst?...
Who do I truly love...
Once I got out of the bathroom and back in the room, I see a sleeping Jimin with a new pair of clothes.
His body rotates. He was now on his side, facing me.
*boom*boom* Seeing his cute but handsome face while sleeping makes my heartbeat go faster.
I start to walk closer to him. I sat on the side of the bed as he continued his peaceful sleep. I fix his hair that was covering his face. I didn't realize that I was already caressing his face. He looks very handsome...
*whoosh!* His hand pulls down to lay on the bed then his hand rests on my waist. I was staring deeply at him.
"I love you" He whispers in his sleep.
"I love you too, Mochi" I peck his lips.
And we slept peacefully in each other's arms.
- (Song for you to feel the story more *wink*)
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I was in some kind of restaurant... But why was I there?
I took this as a chance and took his phone and I saw...
"Babe"... That ain't and wouldn't be me... He doesn't text me at all.
I was reading the messages "See you later babe..."
"Sorry, I can't sleep with you tonight, I am with my wife"
"Oh yeah, your ugly wife"
Shit... H-His cheating on me! A tear rolled down from my eyes.
I realize he was taking to long so I went to check, I took a peek at the men's bathroom and I saw my husband kissing a girl...
I was watching them blankly, They stopped and I wipe my tears as I ran back.
The whole night I pretended I know nothing. Why? Because I love him... I love him A lot... I want him to be happy... As long as he is with me... Even if it's not JUST me...
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"This is not true... This... CAN'T BE TRUE!!!" I say as I pull my hair not caring how much it hurts... I think I woke Jimin up. He sits as he sees me beside him with the dry but visible tears from my eyes as my hand was still pulling my hair. I look into his eyes to see reality.
