Cafe [I]
Sitting there, Jimin had his eyes glued to the glass wall of the cafe.
He could hear Dae-ni's loud voice.
Her scolds.
Her judgements.
Whatever she spoke...
The words...
They can be normal for her bestfriend or her bestfriend's wife but not for Jimin.
"It's a breakup SCENE, okay!? It's literally mentioned as breakup. It's not mentioned as bed scene."
She exclaimed as she looked at Jungkook who sat there in front of both of them before Dae-ni rolled her eyes.
Jungkook didn't react nor respond as he looked at the coffee cup of his which he held in his hand.
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Jimin!-
Wyen's teary eyes averted away as Jimin raised her leg.
Her hands trembled when they covered her own face before she sobbed aloud.
Her screams that were filled with pain instead of pleasure were encourage by Dae-ni.
Dae-ni...
His friend.
In fact, A best friend.
A good fling he could never get rid of.
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"Excuse me? The reservation for Park jimin..?"
"Oh, yes, park jimin."
Dae-ni's eyes averted away from jimin only to fall over her behind Jungkook.
Wyen.
Wearing a long coat and a turtle neck accompanied by jeans, Wyen was holding few books and her phone.
Dae-ni eyed Wyen, who slowly approached them.
"Park jimin-"
Mumbling to herself as she sighed heavily, looking around in search of them, her eyes dropped on the table at the window.
A small and hesitant smile, she took a deep inhale and reached her husband, Jungkook.
Her smile dropped as soon as she raised her hand slightly up from her side to place it over jungkook's shoulder.
Lips curving up into a thin line, Wyen withdrew her hand and placed her bag on the seat beside making Jungkook wake up from his thoughts.
"Oh, Wyen."
Wyen's eyes averted to him.
A small smile, she shyly looked down at her notes while she carefully placed them down.
"Oh sorry, Did I..i make you all wait?"
Wyen's eyes averted up subconsciously only to fall upon jimin.
Leaning back against the chair, his hands are folded below his chest within his eyes glaring away from their presence.
"What? No, not really-"
"D..don't worry I.. it's not that l..long."
Jungkook froze as soon as Dae-ni cut him off.
Her mocking tone made Jungkook look back at her.
Wyen's eyes immediately shot up.
Dae-ni smiled at Wyen.
"What? I'm just joking."
Dae-ni forced a giggle as she glared at Jungkook making him exhale deeply through his nose.
Subconsciously looking back at Wyen, Jungkook felt himself hesitate before he smiled at her.
As the silence took over the place, Wyen slowly sank into the seat and her back wasn't as straight as when she took a seat.
Fidgeting with the ring on her finger, Wyen fixed her eyes on her lap.
Nibbling on her lips nervously as Jimin's eyes slowly averted from the glass wall to her, he calmly watched her with a stern expression on his face.
A blink, he trailed his eyes down her fingers.
Looking away when he heard Dae-ni's heavy and loud sigh which in fact, sounded so fake that the people at other tables hesitantly took a glance over at her, Jimin stayed still before feeling her hand on his arm.
"Alright, c'mon guys, I'm very hungry."
She looked at both of them who sat in front as she pouted before her eyes averted back to Jimin.
Oh yes, Jimin.
Eyeing his side face, she could sense his anger.
But not knowing for what, Dae-ni shrugged her shoulders before leaning closer.
"Alright, I forgive you, okay!? Don't be quiet now."
Jimin's head turned to her.
After hours of silence and ignorance, Jimin looked at his wife.
Her doe eyes, for the first time, looked so scandalous and he hated it.
He hated every thought that ran through his mind the moment he looked into her eyes.
"You forgive me?"
Jimin breathed out as he watched her slowly smile after he spoke.
"Of course! You're my hubby, afterall~"
Her head turning aside to look at Jungkook, she didn't notice it.
Jimin's very weakening gaze.
Jimin looked almost as if he's to lose his breath when she said it.
"Is that so?"
Dae-ni grinned wide.
"Yes yes~"
Her head laying over his arm, she swayed it back and forth before jimin slowly smiled.
Jungkook eyed them both before looking back Wyen.
His wife.
His very young wife who is not only beautiful but independent.
Listening to songs, Wyen sat there, occupied by her phone.
But one thing bothered him.
His face losing the smile as soon as he blinked, the admiration his eyes held immediately began to fade away.
Her rapidly moving fingers on the phone screen made the hand that rested over his lap hesitantly ball into fist.
A fist of anger.
A fist of disbelief.
And her wrist felt the grip.
Eyes meeting Jungkook's, Wyen blinked in confusion.
But Jungkook didn't look back at her.
Instead he was facing Dae-ni.
A chuckle as he continued to chat, Jungkook pulled her hand onto his lap.
Eyes blinking down from his face to his hand, Wyen slowly closed her phone and placed it inside her bag.
A clear of throat as Jungkook still looked inf front, his smile swiftly fading off and forming on repeatedly.
A look back towards his wife, Jungkook gaped at her side face.
Wyen smiled at Jimin with hesitance as Jimin wrapped his arm around Dae-ni.
Her not so bright and genuine smile still managed to look so pure.
The nervous self of Wyen made Jungkook gape with a small smile on his face.
Beautiful...
So beautiful..
"I know right... The pastries are so good at this place.."
Biting the inner cheek of hers, Dae-ni watched her husband speak after while her feet slowly trail up jungkook's feet.
Smile fading away, jungkook's eyes hesitantly lowered to see Dae-ni's heels trailing up his leg.
Her eyes deeply into jimin's, who didn't stop talking about the cafe, Dae-ni smirked as Jungkook immediately let Wyen's hand go.
Jungkook cleared his throat as a warning but when Dae-ni didn't stop, he looked back at Wyen.
No...
No, please not here.
And he looked away.
Wyen's bright smile shortened as soon as she felt no eyes on her.
Scratching the back of her neck, Wyen slowed her moves.
Eyes blinking down from the sight of Dae-ni, Wyen averted her eyes away.
. . . . . . .
"-jungkook!"
"Please harder!"
"God, you're so good."
"Mm, you want it faster? Want me to Fxck you harder?"
"Ahh!-"
. . . . . . .
"Wyen?"
"Wyen."
Jimin's hand dropping on Wyen's hand, he had her flinch, startled.
"Wyen."
His deep voice met her ears and Wyen's eyes met his.
As much as he wanted to ask what was wrong, he shut it.
He shut off the urge and opened his mouth.
"You wanna order something?"