My cold Husband ✓ {Completed/under Editing}

'T....thirt...y...' 'Count,B*tch!' he blasts out with anger, 'Or you want me to begin from One again?' 'N..o!' I yell out at a painful tone and try to control my words, 'T...hirty thr...ee!'
And sigh as I was succeeded at last to pronounce the last number. He gets off from bed and puts on his waistbelt then sets his smooth shiney hairs. 'Hope from the next time ur not gonna be late to call me up from sleep.' He uncuffs one of my hands and puts the key over the nightstand,takes his suit before leaving. As soon as he leaves,pulling a pillow under my face I start weeping.

*A/N note*

~ A story you would never be disappointed of, all I wanna say that you'll be stick with it ~

Warning: Mature content+ (lil bit)

And ya another information 'English isn't my native language' So if you're also not from any English country it's a plus point for you. Cause I'll use easy words to describe the story.

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♣ @TheTrueSlytherin -- This fanfiction is like the 'Moon' in the sky of BTS fandom filled with 'Stars'-that are 'other fan fictions', to me

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♣@TTS -- I loved the most about the story is your focus on their emotions, wrapping the story around the plot so smooth without any single plot hole in sight, every word you wrote has a meaning and a role

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