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What We Used To Be

Pairing: Cheating!Mark Tuan x Reader

Genre: Angst

Word Count: 1k

Summary: In which you discover your heart is with Mark, but his is not with you.

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He reeks of her, and the smell lingers.

Almost like a pungent odor that just won't leave.

For three days now he's come home smelling like her and now the scent can't help but be ingrained into your memory. Not by choice of course, but it's hard to ignore it when it clings desperately onto the man lying next to you.

It's a sweet smell. Sickly sweet, and you hate the perfume almost as much as you hate the girl who wears it. Yes, you know who the smell belongs to. It took some time to connect the dots, but a casual run in with your sister a few days ago answered any questions you had.

All it took was a slight breeze. A quick whiff, and you knew...

Of course you denied it at first. It's just a coincidence...just because she wears the same perfume doesn't mean it's her...she's your sister she would never do that to you...

But then you began to notice the longing glances, their shift in closeness, but most of all the messages. It all made sense.

To say you were shocked would be putting it lightly. You felt a mixture of several emotions, some being stronger than others. It could be said that what you felt was mostly anger. You were angry at yourself for being fooled into thinking you were the only one. Angry at you sister for betraying you to the fullest extent, for hurting you in a way that family shouldn't. Angry at Mark for making you believe he loved you.

Nothing could prepare you for the blow that was this. It's one thing to discover your significant other is sneaking around with someone else, but a whole other ballgame when you find out that the someone else is your own family.

Family. The people you're meant to be able to count on for anything. Unconditional love and support, listening to your hopes, your dreams. Even your aches and pains; your sorrows. The people you're meant to trust.

Funny, guess family doesn't mean that to some people.

You now toss and turn. Restless and unable to sleep. It shouldn't bother you as much as it does, seeing as you haven't slept well for a good three days now. How could you sleep comfortably, knowing that the man lying beside you was with your sister not even an hour ago?

Glancing at the bedside clock, you read the time. 4:00am. Mark got home at 3:30 and you would know since you waited up for him. He doesn't know this, but you know about his late night rendezvous. At least once a week, sometimes twice, the two of them meet up around the same time. He leaves at 1:00am when he thinks you’re asleep and returns at 3:15-3:30am. A constant cycle.

However, this week they've met up twice and now three times after tonight. They've gotten bolder, more sure of their ability to not be caught. Completely unaware of the fact that they are already, in fact, caught.

You would cry, but you’re pretty sure you ran out of tears weeks ago after you first began suspecting he was cheating. If anything, you find yourself hurt and angry....and disappointed. Deep down, you want to hold on to what you used to have-what you used to be, but you know it's no longer there. What you hold to now, is nothing but an empty shell. Hollow, cold, and dark.

You look at him now and wonder where you both went wrong, what could have been done differently, if you just weren’t good enough. As he rests peacefully, unaware of your inner turmoil, you lie awake cold, despite the warmth of his body so close. It brings no comfort, not like it used to. In fact, nothing about him feels the same anymore. His touch, his smile, his kiss, his love. You feel nothing, except for a numbness that's settled in the hollow of your bones and deep in your veins.

Your sullen thoughts suddenly turn to Jackson. Your best friend, partner in crime, and unfortunately your sister's boyfriend. It’s not certain if he's aware of his girlfriend's nightly excursions, but if he doesn't he'll know tomorrow morning. You’ll make sure of it.

Ever since the connections were made about her and Mark, it's been haunting you that you haven't told Jackson. It's been three days since you found out and you haven't spoken a word. Mainly because you were still unable to comprehend the idea that your own sister and boyfriend were willing to hurt you in such a way and you didn't want to believe it. But also because you knew it would destroy Jackson if you told him. However, as his friend you know you have to tell him. No matter what, you had to. Even if it hurts. It would hurt you both more in the end if this secret is kept to yourself.

You told him to meet you for breakfast early tomorrow at your favorite spot. Of course he happily agreed, believing everything is fine and normal. You’re not sure how, but you've been able to fool almost everyone into believing that all is fine and nothing is wrong with your relationship at all. Everyone but your brother, Jinyoung. He probably knows that something is up, but you’re unsure if he knows what's really happening.

Mark shifts a bit in his sleep, reaching his arm out to wrap around your waist, tugging you closer to him. You lie still, waiting. Waiting to see if you can still feel that same spark in his touch like you could before, but...there’s nothing. No longer able to look at the person who you once called the love of your life, you pull away, rolling onto your side and resigning to instead stare at the wall in front of you. Lying in wait until sleep gently takes you into its grasp.

A/N: Okay, so this was my first time writing something like this, so I’m sorry if it sucks. Let me know what you guys think

What We Used To Be (Part 2 soon)

Okay so, I’m getting more positive feedback then I thought I would on my last post which is really great and I really appreciate the love. It was originally intended to not have a sequel, but I think I’ll make one since I see a few of you requested it. Expect to see it soon!