THIRD PERSON POV-

The sun came out next day gloomily. The clouds in the sky dulled its brightness making it look like even the nature was crying along with the boy with blonde hairs who held the sheets to his chest as he lay naked beside his husband who was sleeping on his stomach without any care. The sunlight tried hard to invade into the room and give sympathy to Taehyung but the curtains of hopelessness didn't let it.

The blonde looked at the ceiling blankly, eyes trained at the white paint without any emotion. The eyelashes were forbidden to touch his soft cheeks as Taehyung was lost in his thoughts.

He had dreamt about a dreamy proposal, a romantic night of love making when his husband would confess his love for Taehyung with his gentle, sweet touches. He also wanted a normal life like any other boy. A house where he could find comfort, a husband in whose arms he would sleep every night, a life where he would feel wanted, loved.....adored.

Was his aspirations too much? Did he do wrong by thinking of something good happening to him? Was he not allowed to love?

Wasn't he allowed to dream?

The boy chocked his sob remembering his husband's words from last night. He was accused of something that he had never imagined about. He was punished for a sin he hadn't committed. He was made to suffer for being something that he hates himself.

He was called a gold digger.

A slut who would throw himself on anyone for money.

Was he too low?

He didn't know where he lacked in his efforts to show Jungkook that he was with him for the sake of their relationship, for the sake of the promise he made to his grandmother and Jungkook's mother....for the sake of his own sanity.

For the sake of his own heart which Jungkook broke last night with his harsh words and cruel actions.

Taehyung didn't realise when hot tears rolled down his cheeks silently.

The blonde was too devastated to give any more hopes to his bleeding heart. Now, he didn't want to try. He didn't want to explain. He felt like however much he try, he will never be able to make Jungkook's opinion change about him because it was impossible, last eleven months were the proof of his constant efforts and dedication.

His efforts would definitely have melted Jungkook's heart if it was possible.

Taehyung was still thinking about his pathetic life and shedding tears silently when the ravenette lying beside him stirred in his sleep. The blonde immediately wiped his tears and licked his lips when he saw his husband slowly getting up.

Jungkook opened his eyes and slowly sat up in a half awake state but his eyes widen when he saw Taehyung lying beside him clutching the sheets as if his life depend on it and the look on the ravenette's face when he saw his husband lying beside him made Taehyung's heart to shatter once again.

Jungkook flinched and jumped back only to realise he was naked. The boy covered himself with sheets before looking at Taehyung horrified.

''W-What are you doing here?'' The question that made Taehyung look at his husband in disbelief. He slowly sat up only to hiss at the pain that travelled up his spine starting from his lower back, blankets clutched to his chest tightly covering the boy while Jungkook looked at him totally clueless.

''You d-don't remember?'' Only Taehyung knew what he felt voicing out that question. His self respect came crumbling down and Taehyung wanted to die of shame.

The ravenette shook his head only to stop in middle when the blurry images of last night flashed in his mind making his face go pale.

''This can't be true....'' The words came out of his mouth subconsciously, not realising what effect they caused inside Taehyung.

Was he too pathetic to be considered worthy of Jungkook's touch?

The blonde didn't know what he should say anymore. He only wanted the ground to open up and swallow him. He was humiliated enough. The boy didn't want to be insulted yet again but then again, what else was he facing since he married Jungkook?

He had been trying to fulfill his duties of being the ravenette's husband but he had always met with ignorance and humiliation.

The boy wanted to curse himself for expecting anything from the man he call his husband. He should have known that whatever improvement he was witnessing in their relationship was actually nothing.

Jungkook would talk to him when he would feel like, look at him when he wanted, ignore him when the ravenette desired, kiss him when Jungkook felt like playing with his heart, talked to him when necessary and now, claimed him because he could.

It had always been Jungkook who decided the course of their relationship.

Taehyung was never given a chance to decide anything.

The ravenette looked around himself cluelessly, ashamed of himself for even touching the disgusting boy sitting in front of him. He didn't know what happened to him last night.

He did that because he was drunk, may be.

But now, when he was sober....he knew what he did was wrong.

Because according to him, Person like Kim Taehyung don't deserve to be in his bed... let alone be given the status of his husband in society.

The lava inside Jungkook which was boiling since his father died and he came to know about everything made Jungkook hate Taehyung with passion.

The blonde was still waiting for Jungkook to say something....anything that can make him throw all the negativity taking birth inside his chest but he was met only with silence.

He was devastated yet he wanted Jungkook to give him a reason to hold onto this relationship.

To keep trying.

But Jungkook's next words broke his heart.

''Just forget what happened.''

''Bu-''

''You are my husband....so its your duty to satisfy me. Whatever happened last night was nothing more than you pleasuring your husband.....and its not like you didn't want it.'' The ravenette replied rudely making Taehyung's bleeding heart feel the pang again.

Jungkook didn't stop in his room after that. He picked up his clothes, wore his trousers and walked out of the room without even sparing a glance at Taehyung who let the tears roll down his soft, beautiful cheeks to fall onto the covers he was holding tightly close to his chest.

He felt like he lost everything.

Once again, he was standing on the same place he had started eleven months ago...or maybe, he was at a worst place now because then, Taehyung's heart wasn't broken.

Eleven months ago, he wasn't left on the bed sitting alone when his husband walked away from him after taking his pleasure from the blonde.

Then, Taehyung wasn't in love with a cold hearted person.

Morning turned into evening, evening to night and night to next morning but Taehyung was still at the same place where his husband left him after shattering his heart into millions of tiny pieces with no hope left for the blonde to hold onto.

After crying for almost twenty four hours, he was thirsty. His stomach growled with hunger but he didn't feel like eating. When the hunger became unbearable, the boy walked down from his bed and went to washroom to freshen up.

The dark purple hickeys and love bites on his neck screamed how Jungkook had shown no mercy on him. His hand went to touch the sore skin of his neck lightly as he looked at his reflection in the mirror, fingertip grazing at the soft skin and all the scenarios of the worst night of his life came flashing in front of his eyes.

He licked his slightly swollen lips and smiled weakly.

The blue eyes looking like they had lost the shine, the dry lips indicating dehydration and his blonde hairs going in every direction made Taehyung looked as pathetic as he was feeling inside.

After taking a shower, the boy walked down to the kitchen. He didn't feel like making breakfast but then it occurred to him.....

Jungkook will be hungry.

So the boy shut his mind for a few hours and prepared breakfast for his husband. Taking an apple from the basket, he went back to his room.

Not noticing the ravenette's restless eyes following him blankly.

A week passed with no communication between the two. Jungkook didn't know what he should say while Taehyung didn't feel like talking. The ravenette decided to ignore as if it didn't affect him even a bit.

He was Jeon Jungkook.

He never cared for anyone.....that's what he told himself.

The boy was sitting in his father's chair, looking at the set of papers that have became a reason for his frustration and hate towards his father as well as Taehyung. He couldn't understand how can someone be so hungry for money or how can someone be so cruel for doing something like that with his own son.

As if he himself didn't love money more than anything.

But they say people don't peak into their own collar, they always like to raise fingers at others.

He was still glaring at the papers when the door to his office opened harshly flinching the boy a little but he composed himself immediately and glared at the short heighted boy who was looking at the ravenette like he would kill the boy then and there.

''What the fuck? Don't you have manners?'' Jungkook shouted annoyed making the boy chuckle sarcastically.

''No....I don't. Do you?''

''I am not in mood to solve puzzles. You can leave.''

''I am not here to leave just like that, Mr Jeon Jungkook. I need answers.''

''I am not obliged to listen to your shit or answer your fucking questions. Just fuck off!!''

''After doing what you did with my best friend, you can't expect from me just to fuck off, you asshole. You will have to answer my questions.'' Jimin spat angrily making the ravenette angry.

''MIND YOUR LANGUAGE!!''

''I am not your husband who you can shut showing that attitude of yours, Jeon... How can you fucking use him and leave without any explanation?'' Jimin asked angrily but Jungkook only chuckled.

''I knew it. I fucking knew he isn't as innocent as he looks. What he thought he will be able to achieve after narrating the whole story with spice to you and sending you here to fight with me?'' Jungkook asked rudely and Jimin looked at the boy in disbelief.

''You still have the audacity to insult him, blame him after doing all that with him?''

''He would have acted quite good....hasn't he? I always thought he deserve an award.''

''Shut the fuck up before I punch that face of yours.''

''You think my hands are bound? Don't forget you are standing in MY office!!'' The ravenette replied smugly making Jimin chuckle.

''Now we are playing that way?''

''I don't want to fucking play with you at all....just get out.''

''I will...just tell me once, why the fuck you did that to him? If you don't like him, don't want him as your husband then why the fuck you married him and why the hell made his life a living hell?'' Jimin asked sternly. Jungkook rolled his eyes.

''I married him for money. My so called father blackmailed me to do that. Happy? Got your answer? Now just fucking leave.''

''Tsk Tsk!! How can you be so cruel? How can you fucking ruin a person's life for money, Jeon?'' Jimin asked in disbelief making the ravenette poke his inner cheek with his tongue.

''Like your best friend is a saint!!'' Came the sarcastic reply making Jimin furrow his eyebrows.

''What do you mean? He IS a saint, Jeon. You are lucky you got him as your husband. Value him before you lose him.'' Jimin warned him which only made Jungkook roll his eyes.

''Don't make me open my mouth. Just fucking fuck off!!''

''Not before you apologise to him for what you did with him.''

''I am not doing it at any cost.''

''You did wrong with him, Jungkook....so you will have to apologise!!'' Jimin replied stubbornly. The ravenette gritted his teeth in anger and fisted his hands to control himself from snapping.

''I did nothing wrong. He is my husband so its my right. Its his duty to pleasure me!!''

''In which century are you living Jeon? Huh? Because your mentality reeks. He is your husband...not your slave. You need his consent in everything..... I don't have any right to meddle in your matter but you need a reality check. Non consensual sex, even if it is with your husband is wrong. He has all the rights to say No.'' Jimin replied looking Jungkook disgustingly.

''Don't lecture me. I k-''

''Do you really think what you did was right?'' Jimin asked cutting the ravenette who averted his eyes away from Jimin before looking back at him in eyes coldly.

''I know what I am doing. Don't think of me as a kid. I can see everything clearly.'' He replied sternly making Jimin sigh defeatedly before looking at Jungkook sympathetically.

''That's what I am asking, Jungkook. Stop acting like a stubborn kid. You are doing wrong. Trust me you will regret it one day. Know his worth before its too late. He is a gem...the purest soul in this universe. I am afraid you will have to search in the whole universe for him one day but you will never find him... Use your fucking brain before its too late.'' With that, Jimin threw an angry look towards Jungkook and walked away from there leaving Jungkook to yell in frustration and sweep everything off from the table with his hands angrily.

He didn't know what was true anymore.

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Hey VIOLETS!!

I hope I was able to make u feel what Taehyung was feeling.

See u at the next Update!! Till then, take care of yourself ❤️.