More Namjin Oneshots

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Seokjin POV

"Why are you home late?" I ask my husband. I've been waiting for him for hours. He was supposed to be home at 9pm. It's 2am.

"Work." He responds.

"You sure as hell weren't at work, Namjoon. And where's your ring?!" I ask.

"I must've lost it." He says.

"Bullshit. I can see the fucking outline of itnin your pocket." I say, wiping my eyes as a few tears fall. "I also saw the stupid pictures on Instagram. You cheated on me. You fucking cheated on me!"

I shove him back. He stumbles a bit, but manages to catch himself. "Seokjin, I-"

"Don't start with the apologies. You aren't sorry." I cry. "If you were sorry, you wouldn't have done it!"

"You're right. I'm not sorry." He says. My heart cracks. We've been together for 10 years. 10 damn years.

I turn around, and walk into our room, my tears still falling. I grab a suitcase and shove a bunch of my clothes inside. "Seokjin, where are you going?" He sighs.

"Away from here. Away from you." I sob. "I'm done, Namjoon. I hope you burn in Hell."

I pack three suitcases, and drag them all outside. A cab is waiting for me. I shove everything in the trunk, and take one last look at the house. Namjoon isn't even watching me go. He doesn't care.

"Where to?" The man asks.

"Busan." I say.

*Time Skip*

I knock on the door, to my brother's house. He opens the door, wearing boxers and no shirt.

"Jin-hyung?" Jungkook yawns. "What are you doing here?"

"C-Can I stay with you for a while?" I sniffle. He must've seen my red, puffy eyes. His eyes soften, and he helps me drag my bags inside.

"What happened? Where's Namjoon?" He asks.

"He ch-cheated on me Kook." I cry. Jungkook's husband, Hoseok walks downstairs.

"Oh, Hyung." He hugs me. "It'll be okay."

"N-No it won't, Hobi!" I sob. "We we're together for 10 years! I th-thought we were happy!"

"Babe, will you make some hot chocolate for Seokjin?" Jungkook asks. Hoseok nods, and walks into the kitchen.

"I just d-don't understand." I hiccup.

"Shh. It's gonna be okay, hyung."