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❁Hate to Love You❁

{You didnt want it to be true, surely your sweet boyfriend would never cheat on you. If only you hadnt stayed up to confront him, everything might still be the same}

{Word Count: 1259}

{Warnings: cheating, heartbreak, mentions of depression}

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2 months ago...

You were woken up by the sound of your apartment door opening.

Reaching for your phone on the couch you looked at the time. 3:45 am. God he was even later than last time.

He didnt even give you the courtesy of a silent entry, didnt care if you knew now that he had been out.

Its been months since this started, the sneaking out at late hours in the night and coming home even later. You didnt think much about it at first, assuming he was at a late practice with the boys, but then it stated happening more often than not.

Youd had enough, and wanted to catch him coming home to question him. tonight was that night.

"Hannie?"

He jumped, clearly not expecting you to be up this late.

"Fuck Y/N! You almost gave me a heart attack!" Jeonghan looked at you then, suddenly realizing what this meant. You got up off of the couch, crossing the expanse of the room to get to him.

He shuffled uncomfortably as you got closer, shifting his collar up higher on his neck, and trying to do so discretely.

"Whats that?"

"Whats what?" he countered, eyes never meeting yours.

Looking back now that was when you knew. Sure youd had your suspicions but he never gave you any reason to believe hed actually go through with it. Actually cheat on you.

"Let me see your neck Jeonghan."

He flinched, you were never so bold with him. His mouth opened almost as if to say something, maybe defend himself, but he shut it immediately.

You reached up to pull his color down and your stomach dropped. Purple hickies lined the soft skin, clear evidence of what he had been doing for the past months.

He grabbed your hand, forcing it off of his color. His eyes held so trace of regret, no fear that he had hurt you, it was as if the Jeonghan you knew all along had been replaced by someone spiteful. Someone who couldn't give a fuck that he was tearing your heart out.

"Jeonghan. How--how could you?" Hot tears began poking at your eyes, threatening to spill over right infront of him, but you wanted to hear the reasons first. Surely you had done something to cause this. Been too neglectful of him, maybe he could justify it somehow.

He scoffed at you then, seemingly annoyed you were even talking to him about the subject. Were you really that big of a burden on him that he couldn't offer you even a small explanation? Would he not even dignify you with that after all these years together?

"Its late Y/N, and i have practice in the morning. Lets just talk about this tomorrow." He moved around you, disregarding your worries and acting like they meant nothing to him.

"How can you act this way" You grabbed his hand before he could get passed you "How can you pretend not to care?"

"Because I don't! I don't care Y/N!" He looked furious at you, his harsh words causing you to flinch back. "Now are you gonna come to bed or are you leaving?"

You couldn't believe what you were hearing. not only did he shut you down but he outright stated that he didn't care about you. Your heart hurt, so much so that you brought a hand up to your chest just to be sure it was still beating. The world seemed to spin. You were with Jeonghan for so long and he had never once made you feel inferior to him until this moment.

He turned to go then, obviously not in the mood to comfort you tonight.

You crumbled to the ground after he left for your bedroom. Knees brought close to you in an effort to feel the comfort he denied you. Choked sobs escaped your lips as you tried your hardest to cry quietly, not wanting to wake Jeonghan up.

You stayed there all night, thinking about your relationship. Thinking about his affair. About what you were going to do next.

Present Day...

Your hands were plunged in the sink water, mind far away as you scrubbed the remnants of you and Jeonghan's dinner away.

You had stayed that night two months ago, and the day after. That talk that Jeonghan promised came, and he spewed some bs about how sorry he was and how much he really did care about you but he was just so drunk that he couldn't get the words out right. All of that and you still couldn't leave him. You knew you were an idiot, every person you told made sure you knew you were making a mistake. However, you still couldn't make yourself break up with him fully. So you stayed.

You were distant tho. Looking him in the eyes but never fully seeing him, letting him hold you but never reciprocating his affections.

And Jeonghan noticed. He noticed from the very moment you started shrugging off his hugs and avoiding his kisses. Now it was his turn to confront you.

Walking over to the kitchen Jeonghan took the plate you were washing out of your hands and set it on the counter.

"Y/N look at me" but you refused "Youve been washing the same plate for the past twenty minutes, now can you please look at me so we can talk."

You turned to face him then. Now it was Jeonghan's turn to have his heart broken. Your eyes were void of any emotion, you were a complete shell of a human. He knew he had hurt you. He wasnt even sure he cared until he sobered after that incident and saw you asleep on the kitchen floor. He vowed then to be better for you. He cut off all his affairs and looking back he hated himself for even going down that road when you were right there for him.

It was too late now tho. He could see the weight of what he did to you in your face. You had purple eyebags under your eyes, youd lost so much weight, and you barely looked at him anymore.

"Y/N, please talk to me" Jeonghan held both of your hands in his and looked into your eyes.

It hit you then, the weight of the past months crashing down on you with so much force you were brought to your knees. Violent sobs fell from your mouth as all the pent up pain came out of you.

Jeonghan met you on the ground. cradling you firmly into his chest and rubbing comforting circles into your back as you cried. He was crying now, tears he knew were caused by his own actions. He had broken you.

"Im so sorry Y/N" he muttered into your hair "so fucking sorry"

But it was too late.

"I cant do this any more Jeonghan."

and his world came crashing down. the years you spent together flashed in his mind, so many beautiful moments with you, and he had ruined it all for some cheap hookups.

Jeonghan didnt say anything. Not when he comforted you while you cried. not when you got up from the floor. not when you packed a bad to leave. You deserved peace. After all that he put you through he knew thats what you needed, so he let you leave.

He was quiet especially when your shared apartment became an empty reminder of you. This place forever a reminder of what couldve been, if only he hadnt broken you.

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{Author's Note}

ik jeonghan is prob not actually like this in relationships but i like to hurt my own feelings...

heartburn

pairing: jimin x reader

wordcount: 9k

glimpse: you know it’d happen eventually and you’ve been preparing yourself for the impending hurt — you just don’t want it now. not now when it’s nearing jimin’s little sister’s birthday; not now when you can swear love isn’t the only thing you can put on the table.

alternatively, jimin emotionally cheats on you while your wedding’s six months away.

[ part one + intermission + part two + intermission 02 + finale ]

[ so much angst, wholesome moments here and there, emotional constipation, belittling n patronizing, mentions of broken relationship w parents, self-blaming ]

notes: this is uh.,.,. this is definitely coming from somewhere <3 of course this is fiction but it’s set in uh what i’d say is somehow a realistic n plausible scenario so pls read with care because this is on the heavier side!!

as always, lmk what you think <3 send in feedback n love to my askbox anytime!! even replying to this post sends me over the moon :) | series masterlist

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stoic | jeon jungkook

stoic (noun): a person who can endure pain or hardship without showing their feelings or complaining.

➛ pairing(s): ceo!jungkook x reader

➛ genre(s): angst, smut, non idol au, ceo au

➛ summary: you would rather continue listening to his constant lies and fake gestures of love than accept the fact that your husband was cheating on you.

➛ warning(s): infidelity, oral (fem receiving), fingering, unprotected vaginal sex, nipple play, dom!jungkook, sub!reader, jungkook is a terrible husband and reader deserves better, mentions of divorce. (please let me know if i left anything out)

➛ word count: 4,280 words

➛ author’s note: this is my first post here on tumblr and my first attempt at smut, so forgive me if this isn’t any good. anyway, hope you enjoy this and please, let me know what you think of it.

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When a heatwave hits Seoul and your car doesn’t start, you decide to brave the streets alone and seek assistance at a mechanic’s. You didn’t expect him to look the way he did, make you feel the way he did, not with a ring glittering on your finger.

pairing: jungkook x reader x yoongi

au: 1950s!au, mechanic!jk, married housewife!reader, angst, smut, light fluff

content: infidelity, very inaccurate meteorology, lots of pining, yoongi’s an asshole, unprotected sex, oral, dirty talk, fingering, overstimulation, possessive sex, it gets sweet tbh, please don’t hate me…

word count: 9k

author’s note: i try to change my style so it reads more old school lol don’t know it worked out but i hope it’s a good read nonetheless :’-)

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I should have. (Part 2 of You should have told me)

(Sanemi x Reader)

TW: Cursing, Slight NSFW, Cheating

Fuck.

That's the only thing I can think of when I woke up in the woman's bed. A woman I don't know but looks familiar. Now I remember, she's that waitress that served us last night. She kept staring at me and making eye contact it was easy to figure out what she wanted.

Once his colleagues left, he stayed behind for a smoke. He noticed the waitress from earlier walking up to him. Her uniform buttoned halfway through revealing her cleavage. He chuckled, he knows what she wants.

She rubbed herself all over him, moaning and playing with his belt. He groaned when she grinded on his growing groin.

Just once wouldn't hurt, right?

Here he was rushing to go back home, he just ran a red light but he didn't care. The adrenaline was still in his blood. He couldn't believe what he just did, he slept with a random woman. Another woman. He laughed, he felt stupid but at the same time he felt free. He didn't feel tied down.

He went straight to the kitchen after arriving, all the lights were off already indicating that his fiancee is now sleeping. A little note was sticking on the fridge door.

Hey darling, your dinner is inside. Don't forget to heat it up. I love you!

It read. He leaned on the kitchen isle just now realizing what he's done. He did a horrible thing. And if she finds out. She won't, because he won't do it again.

He'll stop. He won't see that woman again. He doesn't want to hurt (Y/N).

He's stupid.

Here he was, once again bedding the same exact woman. It's been like this for a few months, she fed his hunger for riskiness. Once they were done, they laid together, sharing a cigar. He went back to his old habits again. Of course he ain't gonna let his soon to be wife know. This is just temporary, right? Yeah, of course it is.

"So, when should we meet again?" The woman asks, puffing out a smoke. Sanemi fanned the smoke away. A habit he learned from his fiancee, she has a hard time inhaling smoke as it makes it hard for her to breath. "Dunno, I'll text ya'." He replies, taking the cigar from her. She noticed the ring on his finger, she began laughing a little.

"What?" Sanemi raised an eyebrow. What was so funny? "Oh nothing." She answers, lighting another cigarette. "It's just funny how you're still wearing that." Her eyes landed on his ring. He scoffed. "Don't be mad now." She purred, beginning to climb on his lap. Trailing kisses from his abdomen up to his neck. "I have you, on my bed." She laughs once again making Sanemi roll his eyes.

Before he committed his infidelity once again, he made sure to take off his ring first. To get it out of the way, her hair was getting caught in it anyways. He set it down the nightstand and began to bed her once again for the 4th time that night.

That night he went home, (Y/N) was already asleep. He watched her figure, breathing so calmly. Unaware of what was happening. He made sure to put back on his ring this time, he won't let her catch him without his ring again. He didn't like her expression as she watched him look for it in his bag.

He went on his usual routine before laying down beside her. She looked so Innocent, the moonlight on her face made her look more beautiful. He stroked her hair before giving a kiss on the head and falling asleep beside her.

The next morning, he woke up to the smell of food and coffee. (Y/N) was no longer beside him, this was he routine. Take care of him and the house. While he worked tiredly. He sighed, getting yet another tiring day ahead. He already texted his mistress that he'll meet her later.

He got to the kitchen, he rubbed his face already feeling the stress of work. He ate his food and drank his coffee. Completely unaware of the neglected woman in front of him. "Ah, I have to go." He rushed to get out of the house, (Y/N) caught up to him asking for his ring so she can have it cleaned. Such a caring woman.

But the ring wasn't on his finger, again. She was making that weird face just like she did at that time. Fuck, fuck, fuck. He forgot to put it back on again. He began to awkwardly look for the ring inside his bag. He breathed a sigh of relief when he found it. He handed hr the ring and hurriedly left, no good-bye. Nothing. (Y/N) just stood there staring at the door.

Her chest felt heavy, but she disregarded it and went on with her day. And here he was again, meeting up with his woman. He could just do this with (Y/N). The problem is, she's not as adventurous in bed. Unlike her, he liked the things she did for him. All kinds of dirty things. Ones that (Y/N) would never even think of doing with him.

He loved (Y/N), but he wanted to experience these things before getting married first. That's all. So that day, he did the unthinkable. (Y/N) had texted him that she'll be out longer as she's going to be with her friends. The stupidest thing was suggested by his other woman.

Let's do it in your house.

Man, was she bad. How can he resist. So they did it. In the living room, the shower and bed he and (Y/N) shared. He can tell she liked it by the way she moaned and screamed his name. It turned him on even more. Pounding away on the bed as she held onto the plushie he bought (Y/N). He couldn't think of anything else besides the release they were both anticipating. They did it until late.

(Y/N) didn't come home that night. He thought she may have just slept over at a friend's house. He was right, but so unaware of what was to come next.

"Shinazugawa, I don't want to be with you anymore."

"I know."

With that one phrase, he felt his soul leave his body. He's stupid, so fucking stupid for not stopping the affair he was having. His ring. He dirtied himself and painted the love she gave him black. He knows what he did was wrong, why didn't he stop? Just why? Here she was, slaving away to serve and take care of him. He just had to ruin everything! He questioned himself over and over again. That was when he noticed the bags on the floor, multiple of them. Was she going to leave?

He tried to apologize properly, he knelt in front of her. Begging, he wished he could take everything back. Well that wasn't happening. "Did my cooking suddenly taste bad to you?", "Is she better than me?", "You did such a disgusting thing Shinazugawa." She mumbled to herself. Her eyes looked empty. She didn't cry. Not one tear left her eyes.

I was starting to lose it when she laughed. She's laughing, at a thing like this. "Why are you laughing..." I asked myself. "I, no longer feel anything for you." She said. What?

"Makes me wonder if I really did love you."

What? What does she mean? If she really did love me? Her indifference hurt. I know I don't deserve to feel hurt, but her words were like a thousand paper cuts. I sobbed uncontrollably. My words turned to mush trying to apologize over and over again. Someone was honking their car outside making the headache I had even more painful. She knelt down to my level, looked me in the eyes with her empty ones and handed me her ring before bolting out the room.

I tried to grab her hand and pull her back to talk but I was too late. Too slow. Too stupid, too disgusting just like she said. What I did had no excuse, but I still wanted her in my life. I began to knock on the car window all while trying to stop Iguro from loading the car with (Y/N) luggage. The neighbors began to peak out the window to see the commotion. I know it looks like a mess but I didn't care. (Y/N) was leaving and I don't have a way to stop her.

"Please! Give me another chance!" I yelled, I know she can hear me from inside the car and even see me. But I couldn't see her from the blacked out car window. The car began to drive away and my heart skipped a beat. I don't know where Iguro's taking her. "No! (Y/N)!" I ran after the car, it was stupid but the reality before me felt like death itself. My legs grew tired and I inevitably stopped running. Fresh tears streamed down my face as I walked back to the now empty house.

My phone vibrated indicating a message, it was from (Y/N). I immediately opened it hoping that it was her telling me that she'll be back. But, of course, who am I kidding?

"You should have told me."

I can't feel here anymore. I can't see her anymore. So many I can'ts. I screamed and thrashed around. I passed out on the couch after that. Waking up to darkness. I rubbed my swollen eyes. I turned on the light and looked around, it was a mess. "(Y/N)?" I called out. Then it all came down to me. She left me. The sadness came back and I sat down on the floor crying my eyes out passing out once again from exhaustion.

The next few months were a blur. I missed her. I wonder how she is. Is she seeing someone else? That thought stung. Ha, who am I to feel hurt when I'm the one at fault here. I've been drinking the pain away. I stopped smoking again. The once lively house, now looks dull. The things she left, I kept it. Hugged her dress during the night. I just know I'm not moving on anytime soon.

One thing I really wanted to do was to apologize properly. I asked Iguro to let me talk to (Y/N), I didn't have any intention on begging her to take me back. I don't deserve such a woman.

Iguro said he'll talk to (Y/N). It was hard to fight the urge to hug him but, the looks he was giving me the entire time just screamed murder. I kept my phone with me at all times, just in case I get anything from Iguro or (Y/N). To my surprise, a message from her number popped up. It was the address of the coffee shop she visited often, she agreed to talk to me.

The day came and I sat on the table which was nearest the lake that can be viewed from the cafe. This was her favourite spot. I felt a little anxious, I still want to beg her to give me a second change. Even though I don't deserve it.

I looked at the door every time the little bell that hung on top of it rang. It was then that she walked in. She looked gorgeous as ever. Happier, even. She saw me and flashed a smile. Makes my heart flutter but was quickly replaced by pain once I remembered what she's here for.

"Shinazugawa-san." She chirps, a small smile adoring her face. "You're still as beautiful." I said without thinking, she was silent for a second then laughed. A carefree laugh. Her actions indicated that she was happy. And that she was.

"I'm sorry." I say, "Y-You didn't deserve that, I really did love you..." I tried to stop myself from crying because we were in public. She didn't speak, only listened. "I'm so, so sorry (Y/N)." My hands trembled, I let myself lose the woman who gave me love so genuinely. "If only I could turn back time, I would take care of you better." The guilt has been eating me alive. 3 months have already passed since that painful day. "Shinazugawa-san. I forgive you." She spoke so softly, what she said made it even harder for me to hold back my tears. A choked sob passed my lips as the tears stained my face.

"Please make sure to take good care of next person that will love you."

Her kindness never failed to overwhelm me. That was what draw me to her in the first place. Her gracefulness, patience, soft spoken. She's an entire package. We talked a bit more, catching up a little bit. Who knew we'll be sitting across each other after all that happened. She was as cheerful as ever. Sadly, our time ended and I knew, that this was going to be the last time.

"Let me take you home." I offered, she chuckled and shook her head. "It's alright, I have some one to meet after." She smiled. A smile that I knew, that smile was for me once. We said our good-byes and walked our separate path. I watched her walk away, from me, from the future we could've had if it wasn't for me.

I looked at her one last time, before walking to my car before driving off.

If I told her, things would be different. I should have told her.

END

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Ha! Did y'all seriously think I was gonna let y'all go back to a cheater? Nu-uh sisters!

Now repeat after me. I DESERVE BETTER.

You read it? Now do me a favor and remember that. If someone did you wrong, no matter how wrong it is. Forgive and forget. Cause if you stay stuck on that pain? Baby you're the one that's losing.

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