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MAFIA WIVES OF SEOUL: Jasmine and Seokjin Kim

SUMMARY: Being the wives of Seoul biggest criminals isn’t easy. It comes with multiple hardships and obstacles. Jasmine Kim definitely knows.

RATING: 18+

PAIRINGS: Kim Namjoon x OC Kim Seokjin x OC Min Yoongi x OC Jung Hoseok x OC Park Jimin x OC Kim Taehyung x OC Jeon JungKook x OC

TAG LIST 🏷 : @sovereignlizzie | @jooniesbubbie | @jeonlxvr

BEFORE YOU READ: a small look into the girls relationship | someone's prego👀 | infidelity | misogyny | heavy heavy angst | abusive relationships| extremely toxic relationships | strong language| asshole jin | talk of child death | sex mention | talk of kidnapping | gaslighting? | crack? | violence

MUSIC REC: me and my husband- mitski | she knows - j cole

A/N: Please do not read this if anything I’m tagging is triggering.

Knocking at the front door startled all of the wives. If it were their husbands they’d open the door themselves with their own house keys so it had to be an unsuspected guest. No one was home but them so they couldn’t have anyone else open it for them. Looking amongst each other they waited for the knocking to go away silently arguing with each other about who was going to get up and open it. Quinn sighed, standing to her feet the blanket that was wrapped around her falling as she huffed “I can’t stand you lazy bitches.”

Shuffling to the door she looked through the peephole finding a woman holding a baby carrier. “She’s got a baby” she whispered.

“I don’t know it seems like a kidnapping tactic to me.” Diamond spoke, flipping to the next page in her book. “All seven of us are here against our will so how bad can this person be?” Athena voiced, head laying in Ariel’s lap as the younger girl rubbed in the face moisturizer.

The woman knocked yet again, this time speaking ‘hello? i'd like to speak with Mrs.Jasmine ?’ Jasmine looked up from her puzzle, making a confused face and pushing her glasses up on her nose. “Why would she need to talk to me?.”

“Can y’all just open the door damn.” Tina groaned, the noise waking up the pregnant woman from a nap. Jasmine hopped up unlocking the top and bottom lock of the door peeping through, the woman looked familiar but she couldn’t really tell.

“Mrs.Kim! I’m sorry for showing up like this.” scanning her face Jasmine remembered her as one of their maids who left suddenly months ago.

“Why would you need to speak to me?” She asked, opening the door wider. Her eyes fall onto the baby sleeping soundly then back at her ex-houseworker. “I was going to sit down and explain but I’m sure you wouldn’t want me to sugar coat it but… this is Jin's son.”

Jasmine eyes snapped down to the baby in the carrier staring down at the baby, hands gripping the door tightly. “Jin’s never?” The woman pulled a paper out of her diaper bag and Jin was in fact the father. Jasmine became light headed. “He fired me when I told him I was pregnant.”

“I’m sorry that happened to you. I’ll be sure to.. talk this out with him” when the door shut she turned around finding all the girls standing behind her sympathy deep in their eyes. Them standing there looking at her knowing she failed at being a wife was embarrassing, and she felt like she couldn’t breathe as her heart pounded hard in her chest. Eye filling up with tears as her sobs came out sounding like she was being choked.

“She’s having another panic attack”

“Jin got her fucked up,, I’d be hyperventilating too.”

“I say we kill ‘em’”

“How about we kill all 7 of them?”

“Can y’all be serious!” That's the last thing she heard before she fell unconscious.

“You had another panic attack.” Jin stated as he entered their shared bedroom. His tone sounded annoyed, as if his wife’s own health was a burden. She watched him shrug off his suit jacket the same one she’d ironed this morning and set out before he left to do “business” she wondered if business meant fucking other women that weren’t his wife. “I’m guessing you haven’t made dinner?”

Still she said nothing, just staring at the man who provided for her just as her father did her mother. She always told herself that she wouldn’t be like her mother yet here she was stuck as the woman who still adored and worshiped her husband even after finding out he had a child with a woman of a lower status. “Jasmine?” he spoke, voice laced with concern. concern? he was concerned? “Have you taken your medication today? I’ve been meaning to schedule an appointment with your doctor”

“Do you love me? '' she asked, eyes glossy watching his hand go to run through his hair. His finger missing the silver wedding band. “I’ve told you many times not to ask me silly questions.” His tongue poked the insides of his cheeks as they always do when he’s agitated. “Why don’t you wear your ring?”

“Is it a requirement? Everyone knows that I am married.”

“Yet that doesn’t stop you from fucking maids?” Jin breathed hitched, eyes widened a bit before he contained himself. A deep frown setting itself between his eyebrows. “Maids? I would never stoop that-“

“BUT YOU DID!” throwing down on the bed the credit card transaction and the DNA test. “You went and fucked the help now she’s pregnant with YOUR bastard baby. You’ve bought her expensive dinners, lingerie, fucking flowers?!”

“You can’t even look me in the eyes and tell me you love” she yelled, which was way out of Jasmine’s character. Even though she was mildly entertained by the other girls and their petty arguments she still disliked cursing, fighting, and yelling. There was a first time for everything.

“I do love you Jasmine. Can we please just sit and talk like mature adults.” He takes a step closer only making her take a step back causing Jin to huff arms crossing over his chest. “The dinners and lingerie weren’t for the maid. They were for someone else. I’ve never had penetrative sex with the help”

Someone else. Someone that wasn’t her.

Someone who was ironing and washing his clothes, someone who wasn’t making him breakfast every morning or packing his lunch, someone who didn’t have to bust their ass to make sure his dinner was on the table at a certain time, someone who didn’t have to be slapped around or forced to quit doing what they loved just to be his partner.

Someone who didn’t love him.

“You just haven’t been yourself lately, all these panic attacks and issues. I felt lonely and I couldn’t ask you to fulfill my needs so I went.. elsewhere.”

“I lost a child, SeokJin! Our child died! I’m sorry I can’t fuck you because I’m mourning.”

“You think the death of my only son didn’t hurt me? I wanted a healthy child and wife now I have to sit around and babysit you like you’re the child.” He shouted, tips of his ears completely red as he breathed heavily.

“Fuck you Jin! I wanted a husband who isn’t a selfish, and cruel sack of shit. If it isn’t about the handsome Kim Seokjin YOU act like a child. For example, cheating on me with a maid and some unknown woman doesn’t care about you the way I do.”

She turned and began packing her things in a bag. “I’m going to stay in the empty part of the estate.” shutting the case closed she moved to leave when he snatched her back by her forearm making her drop her bags. “You can’t just leave me here alone.”

“You’ve done the same to me many times” the familiar glint in his eye, shivering the alarms in her head telling her to back down but she stood tall.

His fist clenched hard as he released her, taking his anger out on the wall causing the picture frame to fall on the ground. The picture of them holding each other at their wedding, all smiles and sunsets “You’ll be back. Like always” and he was right. She’ll be back. Just not anytime soon.