(better not to) pull the trigger out of me
GENRE: alternate universe - arrangedmarriage!au, porn with plot (pwp)
WORD COUNTS: 3,776
SUMMARY: it's a typical hate-hate relationship
A/N: an attempt to write fic/scenario again. i hope i wasn't make jb sounds too harsh or bad here. sorry.
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The door of the huge mansion was rushed open and soon the shuffling steps clicked against the marble floor were heard. Jaebum turns his heels shortly after he spotted the head butler standing next to him and waiting for his orders. He holds his breath for mere second before clicked his tongue.
“Dismiss everyone in fifteen minutes.” He clearly orders. “You can take your leave too, Mr. Park.” He continues. “Just make sure everyone is leaving before you left and they can come back tomorrow for their daily duties. Is it clear?”
The old man bows respectively in response and takes a step back to the staff room when Jaebum felt a gush of wind pass by him without taking any notice of his presence. He rolls his eyes as he suddenly aware of the need to take care a bigger problem before the night unfolds.
He watched her takes stroll upstairs, her dark brown hair bouncing lightly upon the moves of her shoulders; before she completely disappear into their shared bedroom. Jaebum grimaced at the thought of how people adored them like a lovely couple when in reality they always trying to ripped each other head out. They weren’t lovers at first to get bound with but the stubborn parents’ gets them walk hand in hand on a wedding aisle almost six months ago. Everything just got wrong since the first day.
They clearly weren’t compatible for each other, their personality keep clashing. Simply says, Jaebum was mostly on the bad side and she’s on the good side, but they really working in out whenever they are in public. Jaebum would turns into such a caring and lovely husband while she would act that she enjoy all the attention he gave her. They probably could pass as a lead of weekly drama if both of them were seriously being casted on.
Jaebum gets a heavy sigh before turns to the stairwell, walking upstairs and standing in front of the door for quite sometimes; briefly collecting his breath. He faintly noticed the front door being pushed open and closed before the murmuring noises and clanking heels weren’t heard within his radar. The staffs were already leaving and he is ready to facing the biggest problem of his life tonight.
He gathered his calm composure as much as he can get before pushing the door open in front him. Jaebum quickly taking glance all over the room and within his peripheral vision he noticed that she is already slipping out from her gown and wearing something much suitable and comfort; a thin layer of satin night gown that falls down awfully on her mid length and Jaebum makes sure that he will not get himself distracted with it when all he wants for tonight is having a proper talk for their current problem.
She didn’t hear when Jaebum walks into the room but she turns her head immediately when rather a loud sound of clearing throat attracts her attention. She then saw her husband standing casually within the closed door, effortlessly handsome with his styled auburn hair, pair of white slacks and black dress shirt ruefully framed on his toned body. He has his hands folds around his sturdy chest and his stares were obviously directed into her, quite emotionless or if he ever shown any flickers of emotion at this moment, she would never notice.
“We need to talk.” He speaks straight forwardly, eyes focusing to the only person before him. They were staying few strides away but the tone of his voice didn’t fail to send a chill through her veins. That’s the way Jaebum always does; he’s full of authority. His sentences were sharp and clear. “I clearly didn’t like the thing that happened on the party earlier.”
[flashback]
It was an annual charity party that was held by the company and Jaebum has always been there through years since he was also one of the members of the Executive Board. He had been talking with one of their promising client when he saw a glimpse of a familiar figure stood leisurely over the corner of the room. It’s not that he would care about the topic they had been engaged into but it was their too much friendly gesture that makes Jaebum couldn’t get his eyes tear of.
She was leaning too close to the guy next to him that Jaebum would easily notice that it has been no other than Park Jinyoung, known to be his primary rival ever since their school days. How could be Jinyoung attending their party, which he has been sure that the younger male never takes interest into for the past few years, Jaebum surely not wanting to know at the moment. He is probably drilling a hole by his staring before someone nudging him by his side.
“What are you looking at, Jaebum?” His one and only friend he trusts to work within his company, Jackson Wang, offers him a glass of champagne and Jaebum might or might not relieved to snatch the drink to cooling himself down. “You could’ve killed someone with your murderous look.” He continues.
“I wish I could.” He hissed and gritted under his teeth, makes Jackson scrunches up his face with confused. But when the slightly younger male looked into the direction that Jaebum couldn’t tear his glance off, he just loudly sighs.
“Really, Jaebum?” He asks in amusement. “I’m impressed of how you still managed to have a stupid rivalry with Jinyoung after all of these years.” He snarls, looking not so amused. “And by judging your look now, you felt jealous because of him?”
It earns a loud groan from the older male but Jackson couldn’t care any less. He squints his eyes to Jaebum when the auburn haired male visibly chugs down his drink with any carelessness.
“I’m not jealous, for God’s sake, Jackson.” He muttered under his breath. “Why would I have to be jealous over him?”
“By admitting that you are not jealous, signaling the otherwise, Jaebum.” The blond shrugs casually, didn’t even trying to answer his question; very much Jackson-like. “I’ve been friends with you since God knows when to know that you were last possessive like this when you refused to lend me your pencil colors when we were five.”
Jaebum rolls his eyes. “Whatever, Wang.” He hissed while involuntarily clutches his grip tighter into the glass when he noticed that this time is Jinyoung who leans closer, whispering something into her ears that makes the dark brown haired girl bursts into a fit of laughter.
“You are stubborn as fuck.” Jackson doesn’t even hide his annoying tone on his voice. “Why would I be friends with you again?” He reminds.
This time, Jaebum doesn’t reply but rather leaves and fasten his pace into their direction. Behind him, Jackson could’ve been amused by his friend behavior and start wolf-whistling by himself. “Looks like someone gotta get laid tonight.” He whispered wholeheartedly.
Jaebum trying hard to presented himself to the much calm and compose demeanor before snapping out of nowhere and surprised both of them, but mostly her. He puts his much gentler smile when she tilts her head as he wrapped his arms around her waist. Jinyoung surely notice the subtle act, but he waits his chance to speak.
“You two look like having a good time.” The auburn haired male speaks casually, eyes directed to the other person before him. Jinyoung laughs softly but Jaebum knows something flickers behind his eyes. “Do I interrupt something?” He asks, gaining interest.
His wife slightly tensed under his touch, but again, Jinyoung replies so casually. “Oh, nothing to worry, Jaebum.” He smiles. “We’re just catching up for some old times. It’s nice to meet some old friends here.”
Jaebum hums in reply. “Good to know that, Jinyoung.” He couldn’t help but send a slight amusement of how smooth their banter had started. “Enjoy yourself here, then, Jinyoung. Sorry I couldn’t accompany you, I need my wife back.” Jaebum curls a winning smile, before turning on his heels.
But it’s not typically Jinyoung if he didn’t let any of his comments perks into Jaebum’s ear. “Sure, I will, Jaebum.” He puts his cocky look that Jaebum has been knows for years. “But, I have something to tell you before you leave.” He suddenly said.
The auburn male sure he burrowed his eyebrows deeper, but without letting his grasp slips from her waist. “Sure thing, Jinyoung.”
The other male smirked, closing their gap with one long stride, standing by Jaebum’s shoulder; whispering. “You were putting too much into a show, Jaebum, however, you will never been able to fool me.”
Jaebum would snarl back but Jinyoung easily slides himself and quickly engaged in another conversation before him. He just held his breath too deep before truly turning on his heels, looking up at the slightly confused girl beside him.
“We’re going home now.” It’s all Jaebum could manage to say and literally drags her into the car.
[flashback end]
She shifted from her seat, stopping her move from brushing her hair before turning on her back and openly confronted Jaebum. “How so?”
Jaebum gritted his teeth; jaw tensed and the calm composure he tries to portray was being cracked a little. “Everyone could clearly see that you were practically flirted with my biggest rival on Earth, Park Jinyoung.” He said, clearly not amused.
She laughs dryly and somehow Jaebum feels a little bit distracted by the shadow that casted upon her fairly pale skin as she walks across the room and throws herself to their shared bed. She looks up, eyes stared deeply into Jaebum’s. “Everyone or is it just you, Jaebum?” She asked.
The male didn’t answer because if he speaks a single word about it, Jackson would literally dance himself out of nowhere because Jaebum admitted that, yes, he maybe was jealous, and for now, Jaebum didn’t want to do that. He has pride.
“If you forget -“ She speaks again because Jaebum surely will keep himself silent until he gets on the part he could argue, “ - both Jinyoung and I were practically friends before this whole shit happen.” She snaps sharply. “So, just because now I’m married to you, does it mean that I have to vanish any relationship with Jinyoung at all, because he’s happened to be your business rival?” She sighs in disbelief. “C’mon Jaebum, how old are you? Five?”
He barely manages his word, so he only mumbled a very unclear ‘yes’.
“Funny.” She laughs snarky. “Who am I to you that you think you could controlled me with whoever I’m being friends with? You can’t be so full of yourself for most of time, Jaebum.”
He didn’t think that he could gain any calm demeanor again when he just snaps back, runs his fingers through his hair and yanked it off frustratingly. “You’re my wife, for God’s sake.”
“I am forced to being your wife, if you forget, Jaebum.” She scoffs, didn’t giving any attention to the male before him and just straightens the sheets beneath her. “I’m tired and I just want to sleep now.”
Jaebum clearly feel displeased and he was so determined to finish their current problem, so he refuses to backing down any moment. “We are not done yet.” He yells. “And please do not trying to stir the conversation.”
She quiets down, for a moment, before bites back; feeling angrier than every tantrum they ever throw into each other. “Oh, so that’s my entire fault now? Just because I am having a friendly talk with your biggest business rival, it means that I suddenly have my own affair?”
“Listen -“
“No!” She snarls back. “You, listen to me, Jaebum.” She is also not stepping down now, it’s too late, and if Jaebum wants to scream all over her face now, at least she could do the same. They were on the same boat since their first day and nothing would change from now on. “Since you’ve brought it up, how about we also get your issue cleared off?”
He tensed. He knows where this conversation would be going.
“We’ve agreed not to talk about it again.” Jaebum shifts uncomfortably on his feet, but his tone unwavering and eyes never leaving her figure which started to become flush from anger.
“Oh, really?” She replies half-heartedly and he hates to hear her mocking tone out of nowhere. “I kind of forget about it.”
He held his breath. “What do you want?”
“I don’t understand why me having some friendly talk with another male could raise any affair issues while you were the one who has been clearly having more than friendly talk with another female behind me!” She let out her pent-up anger that constantly boiling inside her and snaps in one go. “It’s unfair!”
Jaebum flinched from his standing spot and it’s enough to get him back down. One thing he hates if people started to use his buried past to attacking him. He couldn’t even stand if his own wife now starts to attack him back. He stayed silent, trying to get any words formed into his lips but he couldn’t find one. He saw her annoyingly smirks when he lost like this.
“Why are you suddenly become so quiet, Jaebum?” She didn’t even bother to ask. “Because all I said had been the truth?” She speaks again. “I think I could name a few of your hidden mistr -“
He didn’t know what’s gotten into him when he suddenly jumps across the room, grabs her chin and landed his own lips into her; earning a shock gasp from her. He lingers for a moment before pulls himself back but still within her reach as their face only inch closer into each other. Jaebum smirks and whispers hotly through her ear. “If you ever said that again, I’m not sure I just need a kiss to shut you up.”
It’s thrilling, Jaebum must admit. He doesn’t even regret the moment when he dropped the bomb, otherwise he somehow feels eager to know how she would react. They had been a push and pull of each other since their first day, so Jaebum expects a yell or probably a harsh slap after few seconds. However, he never imagined that she would only pulled him back with a harsh tug on the hem of his dress shirt; a smile curling perfectly into her face.
“I wouldn’t impressed by that, Jaebum.” She provokes. “You wouldn’t dare to do that.”
His sight suddenly blackened, causing a stir into his stomach as much as his heart rebelling against his own. He nudges her chin up and brushing his lips over her as he stares back, a cocky grin perfectly forms into his handsome face.
“Well, let’s see, pretty baby. I’m sure you will regret it later.”
She couldn’t react much when Jaebum took a harsh grip on her wrist and twirls her around before cornered her to the wall. He plants a kiss by much effort because she clearly avoided him. Her body struggles under him and Jaebum couldn’t help but takes into his wrist again and pinned above her head, aiming her lips with so much hateful stare from the other party. He couldn’t care any less now.
His other hand rile up harshly from her thigh before rested on her hip as his knee nailed her from the outside. Jaebum deepen the kiss and without expected, she fucking moans into the kiss. The sound was too clear for him and the smirk formed again when they both panting for air.
“How dare you!”
“What?” He shouts back. “Don’t say that you didn’t like it.”
It quiets her down and for the first time Jaebum studied her facial features from very close distance. Her lashes were long with high bridge nose and soft structured cheeks bone. Her plump lips look quite swollen from the kisses and it unconsciously and invitingly parted which Jaebum find it’s distracting before he stares into her eyes again. Black and more black, unlike Jaebum’s brown one.
Their bodies were so close to each other which Jaebum could faintly hear the soft friction of his own fabric against her. The position they were in surely makes a strange knot on his lower abdomen become weirder and a painful feeling between his legs. He wonders if she might feel the same.
“I wasn’t.” She answered back but it didn’t sound as convincing and sharp like she intended to, which Jaebum knows she were lying. If she decided to play the game, she should’ve not messed up with him.
The hand that was once on her hip makes his way to her waist and Jaebum easily hoists her, so her back would arch towards him, makes no other gap possible between their bodies. She slips a whimper and Jaebum couldn’t be more distracted by that.
“You’re an awful person, baby.” He mumbled in between when he latched his lips on her neck, trailing into the deep collarbone, alternating between soft kisses and biting for a purplish bruise to bloom later. She held her moan back because Jaebum’s lips were awfully addicting and she wouldn’t admit that. “Your body is totally more honest than I thought.”
When Jaebum was back to claim her lips, she finally lets the sound escapes and the look on his face couldn’t be more fascinating and she hates that. Jaebum grinning so smugly and all she wants to do is punch his handsome face.
“I’ll let it slip for once, Jaebum.” She grits between her teeth. “But it won’t happen again, I promise.”
“Oh, I doubt that.” He said, finally releasing his grip on her wrist and surely causing bruises because he held too tightly for her own like. “I’d loved to see how I could wreck you under me until you feel nothing but me.”
She glares. “Your wish, Im Jaebum!”
The auburn haired male only laughs and she feels suddenly irritated. She fights back again but she forgets that his husband is a lot stronger than he looks, so he pinned her down to the wall with her front now being in contact with the cold tile. She hissed but Jaebum pressed her from behind so tightly, leaving nothing in between. She could bite back a moan but Jaebum’s hard-on is completely distracting her back and makes her mind suddenly fuzzy. She is weakly whimpering and Jaebum is more than please to hear that.
“I already said that your body is more honest than you think, babe.” He scoffs, seeing how her hips were attached into him deeply and he could send any internal groan right now, but he likes to tease her. Hands trailed up, caressing past the silky fabric of the gown, into her neck harshly and tugging it from behind, making her muffled another groan. “How hard do you think you could handle me?”
The cold air hitting when she felt that her night gown were riled up to her waist, ceremoniously exposed her bottom clothed part where Jaebum’s eyes wonder for a while before a loud smacking sound was heard. She grunted noisily but Jaebum is too busy to notice because now he fumbled his other hand into his slack and trying to free his hard-on member. It’s already leaked with pre-cum on the tip and he lets himself let out a guttural groan. His slack were planted somewhere around his thighs.
“Bend.” He growls and she whines but obliged immediately.
He lined up into her entrance once he dismissed her panties that pooling on her ankles. They both groan at the very first contact as Jaebum grabs her shoulder shortly after his tip found its way followed by the rest of his length that swallowed perfectly. There are no muffled moans when Jaebum starts to moving his hip to find the pace.
“Fuck, you’re so tight, you know that.” He groans shortly after and she replies by tons of pleasurable sounds Jaebum ever heard. A mixture of profanities followed by series of whimpering sounds, groans, mewls and please, faster, deeper Jaebum were exchange across the air. Upon seeing this, it’s hard to believe that they were close to ripped each other head almost few minutes ago.
Her cries of pleasure become louder when Jaebum’s length brushing and hitting her exact sweet spot after lots of trial. He becomes determined as he almost never missed the spot for the next frantic thrusts. It busts up his ego upon hearing his name was falling all over again from her mouth. He caught her in the mean time when her legs starts to tremble and they attached closer and deeper as Jaebum wrapped her body with utmost strength. She throws her head back into Jaebum’s shoulder and digs nails into his hands when she felt too close to her release.
“J-Jaebum, I’m close..” She whined weakly and Jaebum let out a groan. He puts a sloppy thrust almost at the same time he warns her.
“No, you can’t.” He hissed and turns her head to claim a kiss. “You should have waited for me.” He breathes out.
She whines again but Jaebum is expert to distracted her by plant another kiss and when he feels that he is finally close to his edge, he mouths a quick now and her cries were louder than ever as both of them bursts into the heavenly feeling as he shooting stream inside her. She shudders with a pure of joy and Jaebum was practically the same. They stayed for a while, collecting their labored breath before Jaebum slips himself out and easily anchors her legs and throws her with a soft thud to the mattress. The juices seeps between her legs are so thickly and glistening. Her womanhood still throbbing and she still refused to meet Jaebum in the eye, even after the crime they committed.
“I hate you, Im Jaebum.” She finally speaks after Jaebum slips himself to the bedside next to her, already change into comfortable clothes. The said man looks flustered for a while before falling into soft giggles.
“No, you definitely love me, but you won’t admit it.” He says, casually spooning her which she late to avoid. She grunts while Jaebum ruffling her hair with utmost affection. It’s hard to believe that they used to bickering and throwing tantrum into each other almost every night before went to bed, but acts like a lovely dovey couple in the morning when everyone around. “Now, sleep, because I’m tired as hell.”
She clicks her tongue.
“I still hate you.”
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WORD COUNTS: 3,776
SUMMARY: it's a typical hate-hate relationship
A/N: an attempt to write fic/scenario again. i hope i wasn't make jb sounds too harsh or bad here. sorry.
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The door of the huge mansion was rushed open and soon the shuffling steps clicked against the marble floor were heard. Jaebum turns his heels shortly after he spotted the head butler standing next to him and waiting for his orders. He holds his breath for mere second before clicked his tongue.
“Dismiss everyone in fifteen minutes.” He clearly orders. “You can take your leave too, Mr. Park.” He continues. “Just make sure everyone is leaving before you left and they can come back tomorrow for their daily duties. Is it clear?”
The old man bows respectively in response and takes a step back to the staff room when Jaebum felt a gush of wind pass by him without taking any notice of his presence. He rolls his eyes as he suddenly aware of the need to take care a bigger problem before the night unfolds.
He watched her takes stroll upstairs, her dark brown hair bouncing lightly upon the moves of her shoulders; before she completely disappear into their shared bedroom. Jaebum grimaced at the thought of how people adored them like a lovely couple when in reality they always trying to ripped each other head out. They weren’t lovers at first to get bound with but the stubborn parents’ gets them walk hand in hand on a wedding aisle almost six months ago. Everything just got wrong since the first day.
They clearly weren’t compatible for each other, their personality keep clashing. Simply says, Jaebum was mostly on the bad side and she’s on the good side, but they really working in out whenever they are in public. Jaebum would turns into such a caring and lovely husband while she would act that she enjoy all the attention he gave her. They probably could pass as a lead of weekly drama if both of them were seriously being casted on.
Jaebum gets a heavy sigh before turns to the stairwell, walking upstairs and standing in front of the door for quite sometimes; briefly collecting his breath. He faintly noticed the front door being pushed open and closed before the murmuring noises and clanking heels weren’t heard within his radar. The staffs were already leaving and he is ready to facing the biggest problem of his life tonight.
He gathered his calm composure as much as he can get before pushing the door open in front him. Jaebum quickly taking glance all over the room and within his peripheral vision he noticed that she is already slipping out from her gown and wearing something much suitable and comfort; a thin layer of satin night gown that falls down awfully on her mid length and Jaebum makes sure that he will not get himself distracted with it when all he wants for tonight is having a proper talk for their current problem.
She didn’t hear when Jaebum walks into the room but she turns her head immediately when rather a loud sound of clearing throat attracts her attention. She then saw her husband standing casually within the closed door, effortlessly handsome with his styled auburn hair, pair of white slacks and black dress shirt ruefully framed on his toned body. He has his hands folds around his sturdy chest and his stares were obviously directed into her, quite emotionless or if he ever shown any flickers of emotion at this moment, she would never notice.
“We need to talk.” He speaks straight forwardly, eyes focusing to the only person before him. They were staying few strides away but the tone of his voice didn’t fail to send a chill through her veins. That’s the way Jaebum always does; he’s full of authority. His sentences were sharp and clear. “I clearly didn’t like the thing that happened on the party earlier.”
[flashback]
It was an annual charity party that was held by the company and Jaebum has always been there through years since he was also one of the members of the Executive Board. He had been talking with one of their promising client when he saw a glimpse of a familiar figure stood leisurely over the corner of the room. It’s not that he would care about the topic they had been engaged into but it was their too much friendly gesture that makes Jaebum couldn’t get his eyes tear of.
She was leaning too close to the guy next to him that Jaebum would easily notice that it has been no other than Park Jinyoung, known to be his primary rival ever since their school days. How could be Jinyoung attending their party, which he has been sure that the younger male never takes interest into for the past few years, Jaebum surely not wanting to know at the moment. He is probably drilling a hole by his staring before someone nudging him by his side.
“What are you looking at, Jaebum?” His one and only friend he trusts to work within his company, Jackson Wang, offers him a glass of champagne and Jaebum might or might not relieved to snatch the drink to cooling himself down. “You could’ve killed someone with your murderous look.” He continues.
“I wish I could.” He hissed and gritted under his teeth, makes Jackson scrunches up his face with confused. But when the slightly younger male looked into the direction that Jaebum couldn’t tear his glance off, he just loudly sighs.
“Really, Jaebum?” He asks in amusement. “I’m impressed of how you still managed to have a stupid rivalry with Jinyoung after all of these years.” He snarls, looking not so amused. “And by judging your look now, you felt jealous because of him?”
It earns a loud groan from the older male but Jackson couldn’t care any less. He squints his eyes to Jaebum when the auburn haired male visibly chugs down his drink with any carelessness.
“I’m not jealous, for God’s sake, Jackson.” He muttered under his breath. “Why would I have to be jealous over him?”
“By admitting that you are not jealous, signaling the otherwise, Jaebum.” The blond shrugs casually, didn’t even trying to answer his question; very much Jackson-like. “I’ve been friends with you since God knows when to know that you were last possessive like this when you refused to lend me your pencil colors when we were five.”
Jaebum rolls his eyes. “Whatever, Wang.” He hissed while involuntarily clutches his grip tighter into the glass when he noticed that this time is Jinyoung who leans closer, whispering something into her ears that makes the dark brown haired girl bursts into a fit of laughter.
“You are stubborn as fuck.” Jackson doesn’t even hide his annoying tone on his voice. “Why would I be friends with you again?” He reminds.
This time, Jaebum doesn’t reply but rather leaves and fasten his pace into their direction. Behind him, Jackson could’ve been amused by his friend behavior and start wolf-whistling by himself. “Looks like someone gotta get laid tonight.” He whispered wholeheartedly.
Jaebum trying hard to presented himself to the much calm and compose demeanor before snapping out of nowhere and surprised both of them, but mostly her. He puts his much gentler smile when she tilts her head as he wrapped his arms around her waist. Jinyoung surely notice the subtle act, but he waits his chance to speak.
“You two look like having a good time.” The auburn haired male speaks casually, eyes directed to the other person before him. Jinyoung laughs softly but Jaebum knows something flickers behind his eyes. “Do I interrupt something?” He asks, gaining interest.
His wife slightly tensed under his touch, but again, Jinyoung replies so casually. “Oh, nothing to worry, Jaebum.” He smiles. “We’re just catching up for some old times. It’s nice to meet some old friends here.”
Jaebum hums in reply. “Good to know that, Jinyoung.” He couldn’t help but send a slight amusement of how smooth their banter had started. “Enjoy yourself here, then, Jinyoung. Sorry I couldn’t accompany you, I need my wife back.” Jaebum curls a winning smile, before turning on his heels.
But it’s not typically Jinyoung if he didn’t let any of his comments perks into Jaebum’s ear. “Sure, I will, Jaebum.” He puts his cocky look that Jaebum has been knows for years. “But, I have something to tell you before you leave.” He suddenly said.
The auburn male sure he burrowed his eyebrows deeper, but without letting his grasp slips from her waist. “Sure thing, Jinyoung.”
The other male smirked, closing their gap with one long stride, standing by Jaebum’s shoulder; whispering. “You were putting too much into a show, Jaebum, however, you will never been able to fool me.”
Jaebum would snarl back but Jinyoung easily slides himself and quickly engaged in another conversation before him. He just held his breath too deep before truly turning on his heels, looking up at the slightly confused girl beside him.
“We’re going home now.” It’s all Jaebum could manage to say and literally drags her into the car.
[flashback end]
She shifted from her seat, stopping her move from brushing her hair before turning on her back and openly confronted Jaebum. “How so?”
Jaebum gritted his teeth; jaw tensed and the calm composure he tries to portray was being cracked a little. “Everyone could clearly see that you were practically flirted with my biggest rival on Earth, Park Jinyoung.” He said, clearly not amused.
She laughs dryly and somehow Jaebum feels a little bit distracted by the shadow that casted upon her fairly pale skin as she walks across the room and throws herself to their shared bed. She looks up, eyes stared deeply into Jaebum’s. “Everyone or is it just you, Jaebum?” She asked.
The male didn’t answer because if he speaks a single word about it, Jackson would literally dance himself out of nowhere because Jaebum admitted that, yes, he maybe was jealous, and for now, Jaebum didn’t want to do that. He has pride.
“If you forget -“ She speaks again because Jaebum surely will keep himself silent until he gets on the part he could argue, “ - both Jinyoung and I were practically friends before this whole shit happen.” She snaps sharply. “So, just because now I’m married to you, does it mean that I have to vanish any relationship with Jinyoung at all, because he’s happened to be your business rival?” She sighs in disbelief. “C’mon Jaebum, how old are you? Five?”
He barely manages his word, so he only mumbled a very unclear ‘yes’.
“Funny.” She laughs snarky. “Who am I to you that you think you could controlled me with whoever I’m being friends with? You can’t be so full of yourself for most of time, Jaebum.”
He didn’t think that he could gain any calm demeanor again when he just snaps back, runs his fingers through his hair and yanked it off frustratingly. “You’re my wife, for God’s sake.”
“I am forced to being your wife, if you forget, Jaebum.” She scoffs, didn’t giving any attention to the male before him and just straightens the sheets beneath her. “I’m tired and I just want to sleep now.”
Jaebum clearly feel displeased and he was so determined to finish their current problem, so he refuses to backing down any moment. “We are not done yet.” He yells. “And please do not trying to stir the conversation.”
She quiets down, for a moment, before bites back; feeling angrier than every tantrum they ever throw into each other. “Oh, so that’s my entire fault now? Just because I am having a friendly talk with your biggest business rival, it means that I suddenly have my own affair?”
“Listen -“
“No!” She snarls back. “You, listen to me, Jaebum.” She is also not stepping down now, it’s too late, and if Jaebum wants to scream all over her face now, at least she could do the same. They were on the same boat since their first day and nothing would change from now on. “Since you’ve brought it up, how about we also get your issue cleared off?”
He tensed. He knows where this conversation would be going.
“We’ve agreed not to talk about it again.” Jaebum shifts uncomfortably on his feet, but his tone unwavering and eyes never leaving her figure which started to become flush from anger.
“Oh, really?” She replies half-heartedly and he hates to hear her mocking tone out of nowhere. “I kind of forget about it.”
He held his breath. “What do you want?”
“I don’t understand why me having some friendly talk with another male could raise any affair issues while you were the one who has been clearly having more than friendly talk with another female behind me!” She let out her pent-up anger that constantly boiling inside her and snaps in one go. “It’s unfair!”
Jaebum flinched from his standing spot and it’s enough to get him back down. One thing he hates if people started to use his buried past to attacking him. He couldn’t even stand if his own wife now starts to attack him back. He stayed silent, trying to get any words formed into his lips but he couldn’t find one. He saw her annoyingly smirks when he lost like this.
“Why are you suddenly become so quiet, Jaebum?” She didn’t even bother to ask. “Because all I said had been the truth?” She speaks again. “I think I could name a few of your hidden mistr -“
He didn’t know what’s gotten into him when he suddenly jumps across the room, grabs her chin and landed his own lips into her; earning a shock gasp from her. He lingers for a moment before pulls himself back but still within her reach as their face only inch closer into each other. Jaebum smirks and whispers hotly through her ear. “If you ever said that again, I’m not sure I just need a kiss to shut you up.”
It’s thrilling, Jaebum must admit. He doesn’t even regret the moment when he dropped the bomb, otherwise he somehow feels eager to know how she would react. They had been a push and pull of each other since their first day, so Jaebum expects a yell or probably a harsh slap after few seconds. However, he never imagined that she would only pulled him back with a harsh tug on the hem of his dress shirt; a smile curling perfectly into her face.
“I wouldn’t impressed by that, Jaebum.” She provokes. “You wouldn’t dare to do that.”
His sight suddenly blackened, causing a stir into his stomach as much as his heart rebelling against his own. He nudges her chin up and brushing his lips over her as he stares back, a cocky grin perfectly forms into his handsome face.
“Well, let’s see, pretty baby. I’m sure you will regret it later.”
She couldn’t react much when Jaebum took a harsh grip on her wrist and twirls her around before cornered her to the wall. He plants a kiss by much effort because she clearly avoided him. Her body struggles under him and Jaebum couldn’t help but takes into his wrist again and pinned above her head, aiming her lips with so much hateful stare from the other party. He couldn’t care any less now.
His other hand rile up harshly from her thigh before rested on her hip as his knee nailed her from the outside. Jaebum deepen the kiss and without expected, she fucking moans into the kiss. The sound was too clear for him and the smirk formed again when they both panting for air.
“How dare you!”
“What?” He shouts back. “Don’t say that you didn’t like it.”
It quiets her down and for the first time Jaebum studied her facial features from very close distance. Her lashes were long with high bridge nose and soft structured cheeks bone. Her plump lips look quite swollen from the kisses and it unconsciously and invitingly parted which Jaebum find it’s distracting before he stares into her eyes again. Black and more black, unlike Jaebum’s brown one.
Their bodies were so close to each other which Jaebum could faintly hear the soft friction of his own fabric against her. The position they were in surely makes a strange knot on his lower abdomen become weirder and a painful feeling between his legs. He wonders if she might feel the same.
“I wasn’t.” She answered back but it didn’t sound as convincing and sharp like she intended to, which Jaebum knows she were lying. If she decided to play the game, she should’ve not messed up with him.
The hand that was once on her hip makes his way to her waist and Jaebum easily hoists her, so her back would arch towards him, makes no other gap possible between their bodies. She slips a whimper and Jaebum couldn’t be more distracted by that.
“You’re an awful person, baby.” He mumbled in between when he latched his lips on her neck, trailing into the deep collarbone, alternating between soft kisses and biting for a purplish bruise to bloom later. She held her moan back because Jaebum’s lips were awfully addicting and she wouldn’t admit that. “Your body is totally more honest than I thought.”
When Jaebum was back to claim her lips, she finally lets the sound escapes and the look on his face couldn’t be more fascinating and she hates that. Jaebum grinning so smugly and all she wants to do is punch his handsome face.
“I’ll let it slip for once, Jaebum.” She grits between her teeth. “But it won’t happen again, I promise.”
“Oh, I doubt that.” He said, finally releasing his grip on her wrist and surely causing bruises because he held too tightly for her own like. “I’d loved to see how I could wreck you under me until you feel nothing but me.”
She glares. “Your wish, Im Jaebum!”
The auburn haired male only laughs and she feels suddenly irritated. She fights back again but she forgets that his husband is a lot stronger than he looks, so he pinned her down to the wall with her front now being in contact with the cold tile. She hissed but Jaebum pressed her from behind so tightly, leaving nothing in between. She could bite back a moan but Jaebum’s hard-on is completely distracting her back and makes her mind suddenly fuzzy. She is weakly whimpering and Jaebum is more than please to hear that.
“I already said that your body is more honest than you think, babe.” He scoffs, seeing how her hips were attached into him deeply and he could send any internal groan right now, but he likes to tease her. Hands trailed up, caressing past the silky fabric of the gown, into her neck harshly and tugging it from behind, making her muffled another groan. “How hard do you think you could handle me?”
The cold air hitting when she felt that her night gown were riled up to her waist, ceremoniously exposed her bottom clothed part where Jaebum’s eyes wonder for a while before a loud smacking sound was heard. She grunted noisily but Jaebum is too busy to notice because now he fumbled his other hand into his slack and trying to free his hard-on member. It’s already leaked with pre-cum on the tip and he lets himself let out a guttural groan. His slack were planted somewhere around his thighs.
“Bend.” He growls and she whines but obliged immediately.
He lined up into her entrance once he dismissed her panties that pooling on her ankles. They both groan at the very first contact as Jaebum grabs her shoulder shortly after his tip found its way followed by the rest of his length that swallowed perfectly. There are no muffled moans when Jaebum starts to moving his hip to find the pace.
“Fuck, you’re so tight, you know that.” He groans shortly after and she replies by tons of pleasurable sounds Jaebum ever heard. A mixture of profanities followed by series of whimpering sounds, groans, mewls and please, faster, deeper Jaebum were exchange across the air. Upon seeing this, it’s hard to believe that they were close to ripped each other head almost few minutes ago.
Her cries of pleasure become louder when Jaebum’s length brushing and hitting her exact sweet spot after lots of trial. He becomes determined as he almost never missed the spot for the next frantic thrusts. It busts up his ego upon hearing his name was falling all over again from her mouth. He caught her in the mean time when her legs starts to tremble and they attached closer and deeper as Jaebum wrapped her body with utmost strength. She throws her head back into Jaebum’s shoulder and digs nails into his hands when she felt too close to her release.
“J-Jaebum, I’m close..” She whined weakly and Jaebum let out a groan. He puts a sloppy thrust almost at the same time he warns her.
“No, you can’t.” He hissed and turns her head to claim a kiss. “You should have waited for me.” He breathes out.
She whines again but Jaebum is expert to distracted her by plant another kiss and when he feels that he is finally close to his edge, he mouths a quick now and her cries were louder than ever as both of them bursts into the heavenly feeling as he shooting stream inside her. She shudders with a pure of joy and Jaebum was practically the same. They stayed for a while, collecting their labored breath before Jaebum slips himself out and easily anchors her legs and throws her with a soft thud to the mattress. The juices seeps between her legs are so thickly and glistening. Her womanhood still throbbing and she still refused to meet Jaebum in the eye, even after the crime they committed.
“I hate you, Im Jaebum.” She finally speaks after Jaebum slips himself to the bedside next to her, already change into comfortable clothes. The said man looks flustered for a while before falling into soft giggles.
“No, you definitely love me, but you won’t admit it.” He says, casually spooning her which she late to avoid. She grunts while Jaebum ruffling her hair with utmost affection. It’s hard to believe that they used to bickering and throwing tantrum into each other almost every night before went to bed, but acts like a lovely dovey couple in the morning when everyone around. “Now, sleep, because I’m tired as hell.”
She clicks her tongue.
“I still hate you.”
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