Jungkook sat on his bed. His brain racing inside. He looked outside of the window when he opened it, a cool breeze hit his skin making him shiver.. but that cold breeze couldn't calm down his boiling mind.. simin.. the woman he once thought he loved now hate her with passion..

What happened in there 2 and half year of marriage that he feels like this? Of course it's not like he hates her from the beginning.. being a businessman, he knew that arrangements when it comes to marriage was normal in their world.. he never been in a serious relationship so when his dad showed him a picture of soomin, he liked her..

They have met quite a few times before their wedding.. everything was normal.. jungkook once shared how he believes that people should be loyal and faithful to their partner. Simin agreed as well.. what a clown he had been.. with time, he started liking her more..

Then they got married.. they vowed loyalty, love, trust to each other.. they never had any big arguments.. everything was fine..or that's what he seemed to believe.. jungkook let out a bitter chuckle as he remembered how big of a fool he was..

He sat down on the chair and looked down at his wedding ring.. playing with it he thought about how his life was supposed to be..

He remembered how he started to feel like simin was the one for him.. they had a three year contract.. so they must stay married for three years but he had started seeing his next 30 to 40 years with her.. His wife..

The first two years were amazing.. or maybe he has been a fool to believe that it was amazing..who knows..?
He remembered buying her favourite white lilies and planning to surprise her by coming home early..

Wish he hadn't done that. But at the same time, if he didn't come that night, he might've kept getting betrayed by the one whom he calls his wife...

He had bought a gift and two bouquets. One white lilies and the other one was white roses.. she once said she loved both.. but when he came near their bedroom, his stomach dropped. He heard moaning coming out of the room.

He tried to think positively. Maybe it's just her, pleasuring herself but his heart broke into million pieces when he heard a male voice too.. he couldn't breathe.. he couldn't bring himself to open the door..

The fear of seeing his wife with some other man was terrifying..he placed the gift pack with white lilies on the counter
Side of the room.. 

He took a few steps more and then he started hearing their voices clearly..
He placed the white roses bouquet on the standby table in front of the room..

His hands were shaking, head spinning because of the possibilities.. and with a shaky hand he held the doorknob and twisted it open.. and there he saw what he was fearing..

His wife tangled up with another man
They were so lost in their actions that they didn't notice him for a few minutes..

He stood there.. holding back his tears.. his legs felt weak..after ap while simin noticed her husband .. she quickly pushed that man away from her.. and started getting down.. jungkook closed the door and walked away from there.. tears streaming down his eyes..he went to a different room.. and closed the door.. he sat on the floor, leaning against the door.. he sobbed.. taking out all his pain. 

He felt small, vulnerable.. he couldn't speak anything.. simin banged on the door multiple times but he couldn't bring himself to open the door.. simin then decided to leave him alone since he didn't want to see him now..

( Who cheats on jeon jungkook?lol)

Jungkook is staring at his wedding ring now.. he took it off and placed it on the table as he sat down.. rested his head on his arm on the table..

He looked at the ring now.. a physical symbol of his relationship with simin. His supposed wife.. and a reminder of what she has done to him..

He hates her..with her, he hates love. The idea of loving someone is irrelevant to him.. how could he ever trust a woman now? He was never the insecure guy.. he never tried to control simin..
He trusted her. And look what he got in return.. just now he played the role of a good husband in front of his mom who has no idea about the reality.. he doesn't know how long he could take it.. seeing her face everyday make his stomach churn with disgust.. he didn't even shared it with his best friend.. he wanted to get over it before he spill it out to his best friend..

But now he kind of regrets that decision.
If he had told him then he could have at least vent all of it to his best friend. Not suffering alone like this .. maybe he should speak to him soon..

He then got up and walked over the bed, getting under the duvet, he pulled it up to his face.. as if he'd escape the reality if he hides his face.. it's been months now since that night. And it still hurts the same..

A sudden thought appeared in his mind. The eyes of that girl suddenly popped up in front of his vison. And he opened his eyes.. No..he can't think of someone so random like that.. he doesn't want to..
He then closed his eyes again, forcing himself to think of something until he fell into a restless sleep..

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Hope you liked it..
Nope, my kookie isn't the bad guy here.