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bylertruther · 1 year ago

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It's that time again! Tell me about some of your favorite blogs, why they are your favorite, and tag them to fill the dashboard with positivity and love!

a selection of some of my faves in no particular order, of course 💌

@heroesbyler — my wife, my dearest, and my mike. one of my first friends in this fandom and someone that i trust so much i'd give her my social security number if she asked. stav is super intelligent (in so many ways), kind, funny, thoughtful, brave, and observant. her analyses punch me in the tit and kill me dead. she speaks clearly and with conviction. she stays true to her beliefs and doesn't say or do things just to appease the masses, which is, for whatever reason, a rarity in this fandom. a lovely person inside and out, really and truly—her kindness and empathy blows me away, and makes my heart feel all fuzzy. my mom's a big fan based on what i've told her dfjdshb. a great blog to follow if you want to take a deeper look at the characters on our screens, not just will and mike, and how all of the themes, messages, and journeys in this show reinforce each other. also if you like to laugh. :')

@miwism — mal is the most creative person i've had the honor of meeting in this fandom. super kind, super funny, and super inventive. one of the very few people that have managed to make me laugh out loud—and not just once, but repeatedly. so many posts that i'll randomly remember months later and bust out into giggles over. best fics, best art, best posts, best ideas, and best additions to your posts, too. seriously, mal, i've secretly wondered if you've ever done improv before because your ability to take an idea and expand on it is just that great. i love them, i want to hug them, and if they asked me to drop everything on a thursday to go to publix with them, i would. idec if it'd take me hours to get there, i Would and it'd be worth it. 💚

@wiseatom — just thinking about her fics makes me tear up on the spot. i've cried after reading her work multiple times, even on rereads, because a) they were so good that i felt devastated that it was over, and b) i would never experience that magical First Time Reading feeling again. thea's just overall talented out the fucking wazoo—like, it's actually insane. she's a talented writer, a talented artist, a true creative, so eloquent, so charming, and such a delight. i could never meet her irl and keep my composure because i would just be on my fan behavior without a way to turn it off. she'd try to talk to me and i'd just be staring at her dreamily like this: 😍🥹😊🥰💕.

@sayyourprayers — if nobody got me, i know they got me. 🫂 even when i think i'm being sneaky, they still know exactly what i'm talking about, which i am choosing to believe is a part of our superior warriors bond as well as them being very smart, and not just me being as easy to read as a toddler book. they're very funny and very straightforward. no bullshit whatsoever. i always read their tags and replies, and find them to be really insightful and witty. they're another individual that has their own beliefs and interpretations and doesn't change them based on what's currently popular or not. i like that, because i personally hate when shit starts sounding like an echo chamber. overall, i just really love their blog! i always, always tune in to see what they have to say and i find myself smiling whenever i see them in my notes.

@googoogagaeyes — doozy's another real one. she describes herself in her intro post as a lover and a hater and i couldn't agree more (in the best way possible, of course). i think she has a very text-focused and holistic way of tackling the show: she talks about the good, the bad, and the neutral, which i find to be refreshing and desperately needed. i always read everything she writes, whether it's in the tags or in the post itself, and either learn something, laugh, or, as is usually the case, do both. speaking of which, her analyses are always to the point and written in such a way that the reader feels respected. she doesn't drone on or fluff it up, which i appreciate. super eloquent, intelligent, and funny. very much a necessary follow if you enjoy this show and excellent commentary tbh.

@alastyearonearth — alfreddddd ✋🥺 (<- me putting my hand on the screen like the wives of soldiers at war do in dramatic movies)....... oh, alfred. if there's anyone i'm normal about, it's him 👍 (lies) (biggest lie i've ever told in my life actually) (my pants are currently on fire right now) (🚒🧯👨‍🚒 <- they're here to put me out). i feel like my feelings for him and his blog can be summed up by the fact that when i realized we both went on vacation at around the same time, i was ecstatic because that meant i wouldn't miss his posts. bdfhjbsdkj. he's one of the biggest brains and most generally knowledgeable people here, and it rocks my world every time he says anything. he has an appreciation for canon and the real people whose stories are represented within it that this fandom sorely, and ironically, lacks. also, while i'm on my fan behavior right now, allow me to admit that i would go through his blog sometimes for months before i finally put on my big kid pants and followed him. i'm very much not beating the parasocial allegations and tbh i think it's understandable bc Hello !!!! look at him!!!! (gesticulates wildly in his and his posts' direction). 10/10 would ruin my sleep schedule for him, submit myself to the torture of a 24hr flight for him, go on a museum marathon together, and slather myself in superglue right before hugging him so that we're stuck together forever afterward. necessary follow for anyone that likes to not get pissed off when they log on and enjoys canon, esp will. alfred please can we hang out please alfred whenever you're free please if you'd like to hang out can we please hang out when you are free ple—

@motherthroat — you know that andrew garfield "(you didn't know me at thirteen) i really wish i had" quote? it applies here, because i so wish i'd met him last summer. liking canon will, mike, and byler used to be so lonely and frustrating, but now it isn't anymore and that's largely because of him. if you haven't caught on by now, i like following people that are very frank, and mori's no different. he's not afraid to be bold either. i love his art, his AUs, and his takes. he's funny, treats you the way you treat him, and has a great eye for aesthetics. well. a great eye in general, i think. not to get #deep (or repetitive), but i think he sees more than he lets on, and it really comes out in his art, his headcanons, his interpretations, and the way that he speaks to people. he remembers things and really ponders them. there's a kind of carefulness there that i admire as someone with as much grace as a bull in a china shop. just a cool cat, really.

@cosmobrain00 — MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAX! (screamed the same way that will screamed for mike on halloween night). they're literally so talented that it's not even funny anymore. like, their writing is next level and the fact that we can read it for free (wtf!!!!) feels like a crime. their art is so pleasing to look at and i love their style so much. their thoughts on this show and these characters are superb, too. so passionate, so kind, and so loving—and it shows in everything they do. it's always a good time whenever they decide to share their two cents and spit some divine wisdom on us plebs, so i definitely recommend everyone check them and their content out!

@drangues — arush is literally [starts snarling and hissing and snapping and howling at the moon and other cuteness aggression-related things]. sorry, i meant to say he's so bhjfbkdsjhfbdks grrrrrrrr bark bark bark awooooooooo. just unbelievable. unreal. the blueprint. he's my cousin and my friend and my son and my stinkie squishie and also my greatest enemy and bully (he's only consented to two of these, but they're still true). seriously... arush is SO funny. his headcanons are wonderful and #real, his artwork is insanely good and creative and colorful, he's so sweet and silly, and thoughtful and merciful, too. just !!!!!! squishing his face in all ways except physical right now. if you're not following arush drangues then you deserve to get sent straight to the scorpion pit, i feel.

@givehimthemedicine — effortlessly hilarious, kind, bright, and oh so talented in a variety of ways, both creatively and intellectually. and they have the nerve to make it look easy!! like wtf!!! they're also the most likely to drop the most insane observations ever and act like they didn't just change the trajectory of your life forever. pure insanity, i say. they're my favorite blog outside of the byIer bubble and their el's first haunted house post is easily in my top three and i still giggle over it.

@mikeandwillel — when sandy speaks, i listen and take notes. simple as that. a true mike understander and knower. she's posted wonderful analyses on many topics, all of which are super concise, text-based, and show a thorough understanding of storytelling. i love hearing her thoughts on this show and her interpretation of things. i'm especially excited to see what she thinks once we start getting s5 crumbs! oh, and she also posts great edits! :D

@aemiron-main — if loving em is wrong, then i don't wanna be right. if it becomes illegal tomorrow, then call me el because my ass is going to jail asap. he's one of the kindest, funniest, most genuine people on this website. he's always open to discuss things, look at them from a different angle, and share his knowledge. i can't even say that he treats people the way they treat him, because he treats them a lot better. if anything, he's extremely merciful and forgiving lol. he has a wealth of knowledge on a multitude of subjects, an extremely keen eye, and seemingly endless creativity / an open mind. literally a modern day sherlock, but much cooler. also very resilient and tough. and an outstanding artist, too! (what can't he do, sheeeesh!). he's written analyses on what feels like everything about the show at this point, so i'd definitely recommend going through those if you haven't already.

#asks #long post #five years later 🫶#which is to say two entire months later. i am so prompt and punctual and good at replying to things in a timely fashion !#no read more bc i'm giving u guys a thumb work out n u should be thanking me for tht . btw.

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namjooningelsewhere · 3 years ago

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The Other Woman: The Lies, The Truth and The End.

✽Pairing: Jimin x Reader

✽Genre: Angst (Hell lot of it), Smut, And a little bit of fluff.

✽Rating: 18+

✽Warnings: Swearing, Heartbreak, Cheating, Deception, Lies, Cheating, Manipulation, Trust issues, Lot of Self Doubt, A Lot Of Infidelity, Emotional Trauma (very little), feeling cheated,very lonely feeling, the reader is a little depressed towards end, a little manhandling, arguing, mentions of a mental breakdown,a lot of confusion, Lot of Sex, Oral male and female receiving, Blindfolds, shit load of dirty talk, nipple play, breath play, sexual tension, jealousy,spanking, unprotected sex, strength kink, groping, ice play, Lot of shouting, Emotional Manipulation.

✽Au: Infidelity, Ceo,

✽Word Count: 12.2k

✽Summary: No one told you being the other woman would never be easy, No one told you that his love would be two sides to a same coin. No one told you he came to you because you were his escape to his demons. No one told you he would always call you his, but he would never be yours. And most importantly no one told you, He never loved you because you dont destroy the people you love.

✽A/N: So this is the end for the other woman, I hope you enjoyed reading this. Do let me know what you think about it. Your asks and comments mean the world to me. Thankyou for all the love for part-1.

✽Taglist: @jayhopely @amourtae @bri-mal @babycoffeefire @shatzkrinslinzki @aria-grace-scott @taelici0us @rubylookingaround @mageprincess7 @taeshuworld @dreamamubarak @roguesthetic @lehma-piim @shydestinyyouth @btsreader12 @2ne1unni @kiwi-ma @rubylookingaround @heem145 @apriljoon

💌Part One here

"Don't Move." A voice spoke behind you. You kept the plate back in the tray and before you could respond you felt a blindfold cover your eyes.

"Jimin, what's this?" Jimin pressed himself to your back, tying the blindfold firmly to your eyes.

"Wait, are you naked?" You could feel his bare chest pressing onto you. Jimin just continued doing what he was doing without answering.

"We are going to try something babe." You felt Jimin's hot breath on your ears and goosebumps immediately decorated your skin. You nodded and Jimin muttered a good right beside your ear.

"I'm going to lift you now okay?"

"Yeah." You waited anxiously for him to lift you. You were aroused yet curious. You had never tried a blindfold before. This was new and the excitement rushed straight to your core.

"Jimin that's the–" You gasped as Jimin picked you up and placed you on the hard surface below. Y

"Dining table, Yes." Jimin laid you on your back and you could hear him doing something. Something opening and closing. But you could feel he was being careful in not letting you know too much.

"Babe I need you to relax, okay? We are going to do something that maybe you've never tried before." This gets you more curious, and before you could respond your senses jolt awake at the sensation of Jimin's weight on you and joins lips on your lips and ice.

Jimin doesn't give you a chance to adjust as he starts to kiss you slowly with the ice in his mouth. His lips are cold from the sensation while his tongue is still warm. You moaned in his mouth while Jimin held your face in one of his hands while his other hand held your waist firmly.

You could feel him grinding on you. And you whimpered when his tongue was cold as the ice massaged your tongue.

You moaned and whimpered as you felt Jimin slowly progress from your lips to your neck. You still had Jimin's shirt on and nothing beneath it. Jimin slowly worked his way up from your neck with the ice cube in his mouth. Slowly getting you aroused. You could think and feel nothing except the ice and Jimin's mouth on you.

Jimin groans when you clutch his arms a little tighter. Slowly, the sensation of the ice gets too much for you. Yet you wanted more of it.

Jimin moves his lips from your neck and you feel him unbuttoning your shirt one button at a time painfully slow. You arch your back when you feel Jimin flick one of your with his fingers.

"Fuck baby that feels so good."

"Just you wait until whats next babe."

"Holy shit Jimin." You hiss when you feel your lips with an ice cube in between. but this time straight on your nipple. Jimin rolls his tongue and puts the ice on your nipple.

You are laid on the table. With Jimin's shirt open on both the sides and Jimin on top of you, licking your nipples with an ice cube. Your insides vibrate with the slightest sting and the pleasure your boyfriend is providing you with.

You feel pleasure ripping through your body, the sting of the ice adding more to it. Jimin slowly moved down to your navel with the ice in his mouth and you kept moaning in ecstasy. Jimin keeps sucking at your skin and slowly he moves down to your pussy. Jimin tugs your clit with his teeth and you moan softly at his caressing.

Jimin gently licks at your clit with the little ice still left in his mouth and you whimper at the unusual sensation. Jimin eats you out like a man starving. He encases your clit with his mouth and you feel your juices leaking into his mouth and the sounds of slurping that Jimin makes easily throws you off the edge.

"I'm taking you somewhere." Before you could react Jimin. Picks you up, bridal style, and you feel him walking several steps. the blindfold still intact on your eyes. You feel like Jimin is struggling with something what felt like a door, But within a few seconds you feel him kicking the door with a little more force.

Jimin places you down on something soft, you realize that wasn't the floor.

"Y/n we are about to do something very very different, Don't think just go with the flow. Don't panic if you slip." Jimins words ignited a nervousness in your guts. Why were you going to slip? And what is this something that was so different.

"Jimin– Before you could finish the sentence Jimin pulls you by the ankles and you feel yourself slipping a little down, You feel something wet under your back and the smell immediately smells familiar, Paint.

Jimin doesn't give you a chance to adjust to the new feeling. When he rips the blindfold off your eyes and your eyes widen in shock when you see the canvas set on the double carpet. A litter of paint bottles of Blue and Light Blue on the floor and papers lined up all the way to the bathroom.

"Jimin this is-

"Wonderful , Adventurous?

"Absolutely."

Jimin immediately starts kissing you while you lay down. You feel the paint beneath you trickle down your back, creating a new sensation with how new these things were to you.

The sex that you had on that canvas wasn't perfect like the rest of the time. It was tricky, it was slippery, and you ended up laughing even when Jimin was balls deep in you. But the experience was intimate and very sexy in the way both of you were still aroused. You moaned the loudest on that canvas. When Jimin began to pound into you because you wouldn't stop laughing.

There was so much effort that Jimin had literally taken to set the room up. That it made you wonder how many days he had taken to plan this for you. There was a lot of detail that he had gone into planning this.

You laughed like lunatics when you and Jimin had splashed drops of blue in the bathroom when you both took a shower together to clean each other off. You scrubbed each other clean while Jimin explained how he came up with the idea to create something like this.

You and Jimin looked fondly at the painting when you were done, The splotches of the dark blue and light blue decorated beautifully on the canvas. It definitely looked like it needed a little more wood work to hold it well, But you would definitely take care of it.

The days in the beach house are spent with you two skin dipping, Cooking together, food fights and with lots and lots of cuddles.

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It was the last day at the beach house. You and Jimin spent it on the beach lying on your stomach looking at each other. While the small waves crashed under your bodies and around you.

"This is so beautiful." You sighed as you felt the water hitting your tummy as you looked deep into Jimin's eyes. He smiled at you and you kept looking at each other's eyes with a sense of satisfaction.

"You are the most beautiful." You smiled at Jimin's cheesy lines. He would just randomly say them out loud and you would get the weirdest butterflies in your stomach. You would never get tired of them.

"You know things won't be easy for us right? Tae-Hee and the divorce? You will have to be patient with me Y/n." You nodded. You knew already that this wasn't going to be easy. Of course it was going to be a storm. But you were ready for it. You were happy that you were with Jimin. The rest could be figured out along the way.

"Ofcourse i know Jimin. Take your time. Providing you're coming back to me?"

"I will always come back to you Y/n, No matter what." You never understood that evening there would be a different meaning behind what he said. You just chalked it up to the fact that he was promising you he would be there with you no matter what.

Naive!

You and Jimin spent the night making love on every surface that was in the beach house. The bed, The kitchen, The foyer and the beach itself. You lost count of how many times you had an orgasm. You lost count of how many times you kissed Jimin. And you lost count of how many times you made love to Jimin. You were happy with the fact that the night and your vacation ended in a way that was your favorite. Forget everything except Jimin's touch.

The next morning you collected your belongings with a heavy heart. You had to go back. Jimin had to go back. A part of you felt bad for Jimin for the amount of stress that he was about to go through with the divorce. You promised yourself you would cooperate in every way possible. He wouldn't have to worry about you.

The hardest part was plastic wrapping the beautiful painting that had traces of your love on it. You smiled, remembering the way your bodies intertwined on the canvas and the way the canvas held the memory of you two indulging in something so intimate. You had an entire canvas split into three pieces that showcased the passion that you and Jimin had for each other.

You wrapped the canvas with utmost care. They needed to be handled well until you would have them framed and delivered. One to your apartment. And, as Jimin had argued. One for his home and one for his office.

The dark blue and the light blue splotches on the canvas let you revel in a sense of gratitude for Jimin in your life. He literally wanted a piece of you with him at his home and his office. And as he quoted "I want to stay close to you even when you are not around me." How you got so lucky with this man was still a question for you. But nevertheless you were thankful you had found each other.

"Feeling nostalgic?"

"What if I am?" You wrapped your arms around him. And Jimin just kissed your nose.

"Then we have the rest of our lives to create such masterpieces." You laughed and kissed his cheek. Jimin held you a little tighter and hugged you like his life depended on it.

"I love you Y/naah."

"I love you too Jiminaah."

You leaned on the mustang while Jimin took one last look at the house. You felt a little sad reminiscing about the past eight days you spent in this wonderful beach house. You made so many memories here; you spent such special moments here that they would be special to you until you breathed your last. The most special being your Jiminie promising himself to you.

"I wish we never had to leave." Jimin laughed at your pout as he loaded both your bags in the boot.

"Well we have to for now, But here." Jimin threw the keys to the beach house at you and you caught them with a confused look.

"Don't you have to return them or something?" Jimin looked at you like you had lost it. And you returned the same expression.

"Return them to who babe, It's ours."

"You own this place?" Your eyes widen like saucers. You had never known this place belonged to Jimin. You thought he had rented it just for you two.

"It's our baby. Keep the keys. You can come here whenever you wish to." You threw the keys back to Jimin. This was too expensive. There was no way you were going to keep those keys.

"I am not keeping that."

"They're just keys Y/nah, The house is ours."

"Jimin, I appreciate it, But please keep them with you." Jimin frowned a little but pocketed them.

"It's yours anyways baby, I'm yours. So whatever is mine is yours." You walked up to Jimin and took his hand in yours.

"Jimin, I don't want anything, I just want you. That's it."

"I love you babe." Jimin places a light kiss on your lips and you don't resist the strong urge to kiss his breath away. Your vacation ends with the passionate kiss and with a little heavy heart, you and Jimin leave the beach house for your flight. Ready to face whatever comes next.

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You return to Seoul only to be wishing you could go on vacation again. Your calendar is full. You get tired of just looking at it.

"And here I thought you had a rejuvenating vacation." Jeanette laughs at your already tired face as she places your coffee next to your laptop.

"I had thought. But this is so much work." You whine, Jeanette frowns at your whines. They were unnecessary, but you had so much work. Two commitments which were big. One of them being Tae-Hee's and the other being a personal commission.

"Perks of being an established artist." Jeanette hi-fis you, which you return back happily. You were doing well for yourself. You were quite established in Seoul. Thanks to the elites and their undying love for modern art. Your business is flourishing. You had exhibitions lined up for this year all over the world. You could easily be called a millionaire.

You take a proper look at your calendar and begin working. Set reminders on your phone to keep them hammered in your brain. You have been distracted for a little while now. And a passionate love life is no excuse to fall behind on your work commitments.

You get started on your work. While Jeanette sorts out your schedule for the month.

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You and Jimin talk quite less after your return. While you were busy with your studio work, Jimin was busy with his work, which he had also slacked on quite a bit. You never mind the decreasing number of calls between you guys considering the large number of responsibilities that came with being a CEO.

You don't mind the number of decreasing calls between you, and neither do you mind Jimin's sudden work trip that he couldn't cancel. You wanted to tell him he did not need to explain so much to you. You obviously understood. You were not the kind of person to scrutinize every move that your partner made. You believed in being chill, and that belief ended up costing you more than it should have.

You almost tumbled inside your house by the sheer exhaustion that had crept up on your body by your early mornings and the late nights that you were spending in your studio. You stop for a minute when you hear a light shuffling sound in your bedroom. You cautiously walk towards your bedroom to see the lights switched on too. Fear begins creeping up your spine when you notice the sounds of the cupboard door getting louder with every passing step.

You grab the nearest vase and open the door; you're ready to swing the case in full force when you hear a loud shriek. A similar one at that.

"Y/n What the fuck. It's me." You put the vase down as you see Jimin looking for something in your cupboard. His attention now wholly on you. You had scared the shit out of him.

"What are you doing here?" You stand next to him. Trying to figure out what he was looking for so impatiently.

"I can't find my black shirt, It was here." He whines and you roll your eyes. Only if he would have bothered to look into the hamper.

"You came here all the way to look for your black shirt? You have a flight in a few hours."

"I didn't come here not only for the shirt but also for my woman." He grabs you by your hand and pushes you on the bed. You shriek when he suddenly latches onto your neck. Creating those deep moans that ruin your panties in a minute.

"I wanna have you as many times as i can before i go. I'm going to miss you." He mumbles that I'm going to miss you in your neck, and that has you letting out a moan of your own.

"I am not going to be gentle babe, it's going to be hard and fast." He drags your trousers down. And before your hand could reach for your panties, Jimin already rips them apart from your body, mumbling apologies.

He doesn't take a minute to push his jeans down until his knees, and your eyes widen at how hard he already was. Jimin enters you without waiting for another second and you gasp at how good he feels. His thick cock stretching you out deliciously.

A string of curses leaves your mouth when he picks up his pace. Your eyes closing at the pleasure overtaking your body, and the intense expression that Jimin has on his face as he slides in and out of you.

You wrap your legs behind his waist and Jimin grunts as he increases his pace from fast to brutal.

"Fuck baby come on give it to me." Jimin grunted as your walls clenched around him. You came with a yell, all your insides literally ready to squeeze the life out of him. Three thrusts later you felt Jimin still and his warm cum flooded your insides.

"What's gotten into you?"

"Nothing, just I am going to miss you like hell." Jimin quickly rolls on you and places feather-light kisses on your cheeks and lips.

You talk a little and fuck a little, But that mostly involved multiple quickies, Jimin finds his black shirt finally and he kisses you bye, Only after you close the door you realize how much you're going to miss him.

You missed Jimin, you definitely did. But you felt like suddenly the intensity of it increased tenfold. You ignore the sad feeling and go to bed. Maybe it was that the capacity of your relationship had changed. Or maybe it was just staying close to him for so long, you had gotten somewhat used to him.

Jimin had been gone for ten days. And unfortunately, these ten days happened to be the longest ten days of your life. You didn't understand why you were suddenly missing him so much. There were little to no phone calls between you and him and that happened once every few days.

You were so engrossed in missing the man you loved, that you did not notice a weird tone or a very formal tone that Jimin took with you whenever you spoke. You had grown to trust the man blindly. So blindly you had blatantly started believing everything he said.

Maybe things would have been a little different if you had not trusted him so blindly, Or if you would have questioned. But the naive you couldn't see anything past your precious Jimin.

You missed the way Jimin made your mornings so beautiful and cozy that you anticipated it every night. You loved the way he held you while he slept with a cute pout, his face always nestled on your chest. The way his breath always left a warm imprint on your skin.

You definitely missed the frequency of his calls and messages or a grumpy Jimin who would keep pouting and whining until he had all your attention.

That's when you realize. You were utterly in love with Jimin. He had become a part of you now.

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Jimin was like an ocean. Refusing to stop kissing the shoreline. No matter how many times he is sent away.

The amount of work you got done. Or the amount of your art creativity flowed onto the canvas was astounding. You tried to replace Jimin with work. And you fell in love with it too. You just couldn't stay away from it.

The thing was, you knew he had gone on some important business trip, so you didn't think it was right to bother him there. All the coolness that you had in you about being a cool girlfriend flew out of the window when Jimin was involved. You didn't text him or call him, though. You patiently waited for his call.

In just a matter of ten days you had gotten done with half of Tae-Hee and Jimin's commission and Jeanette was in awe of the way you put your emotions to use.

You saw Jimin on the eleventh day. You groaned and opened your eyes, the sunlight falling lightly on your face. You felt something heavy on your chest and your eyes flew open the minute you saw Jimin sleeping soundly, his arm around you, his face on your chest.

You had no clue when he had come in or you had no idea how you didn't feel the bed beside you dip or his arm wrapping around you.

You admired the sleepy figure of Jimin. The sunlight tracing his features softly. His lips a little open, and soft snores coming out of his mouth. He had successfully gotten into your blanket, and you had shifted just a little to look at his face completely.

He looked so peaceful, baring his soul on his face when he slept. He looked at the prettiest sight right now, and there wasn't anywhere else you would rather be. Everything became so comfortable when you saw Jimin sleeping next to you. Looking at him made you realize that sleeping next to him was safe and comforting.

You were a goner for Park Jimin. You loved him more than anything else in this world.

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You got up to freshen up and brush your teeth and make breakfast for you and Jimin. Days after a dull mood, you wake up a lot more cheerful than the past ten days combined. The smile never left your face as the little surprise he gave you kept taking you back to the moment where you saw Jimin sleeping right next to you first thing in the morning.

You fished for the vessels and began rummaging the fridge for the ingredients to make something delicious. You let out a shriek when you close the fridge. Jimin leaned right next to the fridge, his arms crossed over his chest and with a smirk on his face and with only a loose sweat hanging low from his hips.

"Morning." You smile at him and continue your task of cooking. Jimin comes right behind you and circles your waist with his arms.

"Missed me?" He places light kisses on your neck. Kisses that felt like they were barely there, which made your skin tingle. He gropes one of your boobs with one of his hands and massages them lightly, making you quiver with want.

"Too much." He places his hands on your other boob. Repeating the same action makes you want more. His hands move down to your waist and lips on your neck decorate your skin with goosebumps.

"You have no idea how much i missed you beautiful, Will you let me show you?" You let out a wild gasp. His hands encase your butt and Jimin adds a little more pressure on them, while his breath is hot on your neck. You nod weakly, not finding the strength to utter a yes. Your brain already shut down with the way his touch didn't let you think anything except Jimin.

"Bend down and get your shorts down." He whispers in your ear and you feel the similar gush of arousal ruining your panties. Jimin pins your face down on the counter. Jimin maneuvers.

his fingers over the waistband of your panties and pulls them down roughly.

"I am going to ruin you baby." Your breathing is quick and ragged when you feel him rubbing his cock on your entrance, your folds already wet, he slides in just a little and pulls out and repeats the same action which takes away any sense of sanity you have left in you.

You raise your toes and arch your back to give him a proper angle. And you feel Jimin push his tip in; he takes just a second before he slams with a force that has you pushing forward. You moan when you feel him pull it out until just the tip remains in and he slams into you again.

Jimin fucks you with slow thrust but deep enough to leave you wanting for more. Your moans get louder with each thrust. Jimin starts pulling your hips towards him as he slams himself in with a powerful thrust. You yelp as you feel him reaching the deepest parts of you. You grip the counter a little harder and push yourself onto him trying to fuck yourself on him.

Jimin grunts impatiently, He takes your hands and holds them in his right hand while his left hand grips your hair arching you to a perfect ninety degree angle, Jimin loses control the minute your moans turn into walls by how hard he is fucking you. His thrusts became short, powerful, and very calculated. You feel your orgasm approaching and Jimin groans when he feels you clenching down on him. You both chase your releases, while he fucks the life out of you. You both moan, grunt, and curse out loud as you cum together.

You both try to calm your breathing down and Jimin just keeps hugging you close to him. You feel the familiar scent of his cologne flood your senses again, and that calms all the sad and lonely feelings you had over the span of the ten days you spent without him.

You laughed and giggled at how loud you both were being. You make breakfast together and Jimin pins you to the bedroom wall first and the shower later, trying to make up for all the lost time. You exhaust yourself in the matter of three hours and you both fall asleep in your bed, just like you used to. Your head on his chest. Falling asleep to his beating heart.

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"I'm never going away for so long next time." Jimin sighed into your chest. As you held him a little tighter.

"Good. I missed you too much."

"What did you do for these ten days?" You giggled and got on top of Jimin; he just wrapped his arms tightly around you making you squirm in his hold.

"I just painted, Painted and painted."

"Will you show me?" You nodded and kissed his cheek. Of course you would show him. It was for him and it was him that led you to accomplish half of it in such a short span of time.

"What about our masterpiece?"

"That's getting framed, We will have it soon. And it will go here." You pointed at the empty wall above your bed.

"That's nice, Now i can keep looking at it whenever I'm deep inside here." Two of his fingers rub your folds and you squirm due to the soreness that had overcome you because you two couldn't keep your hands off each other.

"Babe i'm sore." You whined and Jimin laughed and kissed your nose. You two kept talking and occasionally making out until Jeantte's phone snatched your attention away from Jimin.

"Y/n you need to meet Wongshik by two, The curator for the Arts Museum. He will be flying out of the country tonight, I think we should finalise the deets asap." Jeantte immediately got onto her speech as soon as you picked up her call.

"Fine, I'll go and meet him." You looked at Jimin with an apologetic expression; he just kept staring at you with a blank expression.

"Sorry, work calls have to go." Jimin hums and gets up from bed, hunting for his phone. For a moment you believe he is pissed off because you had committed to stay with him for the entire day.

"I think i'll just finish one of my meetings, I'll be home before you get back."

"Okay, Then i'll just go shower?" You pick your clothes up strewn on the floor. But as soon as you bend down to pick the clothes strewn on the floor, Jimin throws you on his shoulders and carries you to the bathroom.

"You mean we'll go shower?" Your squeals do not affect him in the least bit and you end up showering with him and dressing up with him too.

You and Jimin head separate ways, you to your meeting and Jimin to his. Your meeting with Wongshik turned out to be ultra-successful. His connections opening an entire new market for branding your studio to collaborate with brands and smaller businesses to enhance your growth as an artist.

That afternoon brought a new development not only in your professional life. But also in your personal life.

You were speaking with Jeanette on the phone when you spotted Jimin's car right when the signal stopped. Just when you were about to put your windows down. You froze for a second. Jimin wasn't alone in the car. A woman sat beside him and they were laughing with each other. The woman's hands never left Jimin's shoulder, and he leaned in to kiss her.

You saw the same expression that Jimin had in his eyes when he looked at you. His eyes disappeared the same way when he laughed with all his heart. They looked totally in love and for a split second you were seeing yourself in that girl.

Rage filled your brain and your body. There was nothing that was making sense to you at that moment and you felt like you were about to explode into fire like a volcano. You drove at the highest speed you had ever driven. Jimin's lies fueling the anger in you every passing second.

It was hard to believe the man who you believed was deeply in love with you would cheat on you. You never saw any other intention that Jimin had. That basically rang warning bells in your head. Right now there was no emotion except pure anger filling you up.

You rush to your house. Grab the bag that Jimin had bought with him and stuff all his clothes and things into it. You drag the bag harshly and keep it near the door ready for him to collect.

You open the wine bottle that you bought sometime. You pour yourself a large glass and gulp it down. The wine burns your throat deliciously, leaving a solid bitter taste in your mouth. You fish your phone out of your pocket and send a text to Jimin.

To Jimin: You have one hour to collect your stuff from my house. Or I won't be responsible for what I do.

You already had enough liquid courage to burn that entire suitcase down right in your own house. But the little logical part in you had decided against it. You carried your bottle to the balcony and sat there seething with the wine flowing continuously. You were still seething from anger. Were you such a big fool? Was it this easy to take advantage of you ?

The door to your apartment opens with a bang forty minutes later. A panting Jimin looking for you everywhere when he sees his bags packed and ready by the door. He sees you on the balcony. Jimin rushes to hold your hand. But you just turn away from him.

"Baby what happened?'' He asks with a panting breath, You look at him with eyes filled with anger. You decide to test him a little to check if he would confess but the weaker you forbids you to do something like this. How far could you take it?

"Take your stuff and move out Jimin." You return to filling your glass and Jimin snatches the glass from your hands.

"Not until you tell me why?" You scoff at the stubborn tone he was speaking to youin, as if he did nothing wrong.

"Go ask that woman Why, Jimin?

"Which woman?" You snatch your glass away from him and refill it again. Jimin grabs your elbow harshly. And you push him even harsher.

"Don't touch me Jimin, I swear I won't be responsible for what I do?" You see the expression change on Jimin's face and those confused eyes change several shades darker.

"Or you will do what? You will go and tell Tae– You don't let him finish that sentence, You may have been selfish first but you weren't going to be selfish now.

"And put her through the same pain that I am going through? No, Thankyou. I will leave you. Go find someone else to lie and destroy."

Jimins expression softens immediately at your threat and he falls to his knees and hugs your waist. The pent up tears that your anger had refused to let down come rushing down and you take a deep breath to compose yourself.

"Y/n please don't leave me, I swear it was just a distraction." The moment Jimin utters the word distraction, your mother's words ring clear in your head. If you start by being the other woman, you will never be the only woman. You try to free yourself from his grasp, but Jimin doesn't let you go. His sobs became louder and louder with every attempt at freeing yourself from him.

"Please Jimin let me go. It's Over." Jimin sobs uncontrollably when you declare the charade that you had going with him as over. He begs and pleads and cries, holding you still at your waist, and the stupid heart in you softens a little.

You don't realize the amount of time you have been sitting there with Jimin pleading and trying to convince you to not leave him. Between all those explanations, promises and excuses, you lose half of your day and any intention of being with the man who you were so deeply in love with just a few hours ago.

Your eyes widen in panic when you see Jimin's face becoming unnaturally red. His breath was getting shorter and shorter.

"Jimin, Look at me. Just breathe." You hold his face in your hands and Jimin's state of panic continues. You try to convince him to breathe a little normal, to which he sobs even louder.

Jimin's breathing calms down only when you agree to not leave him. You sit down with him and he encircles his arms onto you tightly. Jimin kept mumbling apologies between his cries. Trying his best to explain what that distraction meant. You pretend to hear, but your mind is still stuck on the scene that you saw unfolding in front of your eyes in his car.

"Jimin lets go to sleep, I am not going anywhere." Jimin gets up reluctantly at your words, and you walk him to the bedroom. You remove his suit and help him get on the bed. You place the blanket on him and try to get back to the bottle. But the minute Jimin feels you leave, he clutches your hand tightly.

"Please stay with me. You promised you won't leave."

"I am not going anywhere, I'll be back in a minute I promise." You gently withdraw your hand and leave to fetch your bottle.

You return with the bottle and you sit down on the floor right next to Jimin's side. Your back leans against the bed. Jimin clasps one of your hands tightly while you use your one hand to pour yourself some wine.

Jimin's panic attack earlier puts him to sleep immediately and leaves you sleepless. Jimin and your sleep had been inversely proportional since the beginning. It was ironic that Jimin's steady heartbeat was your magic potion to sleep. Yet Jimin also happened to be the reason you were losing sleep. You spend the entire night drinking. With your one hand tightly clasped by Jimin and your other hand holding the glass the entire time.

You don't realize the way time is passing by that day; everything is a haze since you saw Jimin and the woman. You had absolutely no clue what had happened and why? You thought you guys were happy together? You sit down right there drinking the time away, but the questions don't leave you alone, and so does Jimin.

You watch the light streaming in the room onto Jimin's face, the same sunlight that you loved when it traced Jimin's features was the same sunlight that had you burdening you until you couldn't breathe.

Jimin stirs a little and you try to extract your hand from him. He wakes up immediately and looks at you with confused eyes.

"Sssh go to sleep."You get up and pat his head. Jimin goes back to sleep, and you pick the glass and the bottle off the floor and make your way to the kitchen. You already have a raging hangover. You start the coffee machine and wait for the brew. But the loud ding of Jimin's phone distracts you.

You never pried on Jimin's business, and although you knew his password. Which he had entered a million times in front of you. You had never snooped in. Your curiosity got the better of you and you unlock his phone.

You open the messages and this time, instead of anger, pain comes rushing to you along with tears in your eyes. There is no anger. No rage, just pain coursing through every cell of your body.

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You read Jimin's texts with Tae-Hee and your heart breaks without any sound. You quickly exit the app and keep his phone as it was placed earlier. You wipe your tears and shut the coffee machine off. The throbbing headache. The hangover, everything feels distant. You walk towards your room. You see Jimin sleeping soundly. Dried tears decorate his face and a frown on his lips instead of the smile that you were so used to.

You quietly move to the bathroom; Tears still running continuously from your face. You close the door behind you and switch the shower on. The water keeps falling at your feet and you stand looking at the water drops constantly touching your feet in little sprinkles.

"Y/n you in there?" Jimin's voice and the loud knocks startle you. You quickly wipe your tears and try to make your voice as normal as possible.

"Yeah, I'm just taking a shower. I'll be out."

"Okay." You sit down right where you stand, letting the waterfall right over you. Your tears begin flowing freely again and you hold your head in your hands. Jimin was never going to leave his wife for you. He was planning to start a family with her? The messages don't upset you. They just break you.

You were such a fool. A legit fool. You had thought Jimin's love for you was enough. It never hits you. There was a part of him that you didn't know. A part that he had lied about. You had no idea why he would lie to you about so many things? Why would he act like he was in love with you, did he enjoy breaking people? Or was your love a joke to him?

You quickly undress and wrap yourself in a towel and open the door. Seeing Jimin sitting right next to the bathroom door breaks you a little, but your face refuses to show any sympathy for the man. You walk to your wardrobe without looking at him and you begin to rummage through the cupboard to find something to put on.

"Y/n i am so sorry, I promise it was a passing distraction. She meant nothing." You quickly pull out a shirt and put it over your head. Jimin is fast enough to catch your hand and you let him. You wanted to see how many lies he was hiding more behind that facade of a caring and loving man.

"Who was she?" Jimin looks down at his feet and you lift his chin up. To bring him to look straight in your eyes.

"She's Mia. we were sleeping around before I met you." You nod your head and take his hand and sit him down on the bed.

"Did you sleep with her after we met?" Jimins nods his head in a yes and you clasp his hand a little tighter.

"I never stopped seeing her, But i won't meet her again Y/n. I promise. No Tae-Hee, No Mia. Just us. Please don't leave me."

"Did you speak to Tae-Hee about the divorce?"

"No but I will, I promise I will." You nod your head again and you release Jimin's hand and walk a way to finish brewing your coffee. You don't speak a word about the texts you have read. The lies are already stabbing you hard enough.

"Y/n please talk to me."

"I don't have anything to say to you Jimin." You switch on the machine. And wait for the brew patiently. You truly had nothing to say to him. What could you possibly say when your own relationship with him was built based on lies?

"Y/n talk to me please." Jimin's voice becomes a little louder and you look at him with the same stoic expression that was etched on your face since you came out of the bathroom.

"What do you want me to say Jimin?" Jimin looks baffled and you just get back to getting your brew.

"Please don't leave me." Jimin buries his face in your shoulders and you don't respond. You feel the slight trembling in his voice and you turn around, looking anywhere except him.

"Okay." You manage to get that one word with full difficulty. And Jimin immediately hugs you, trying to smother you with his kisses. You just stand there looking at the happiness in his eyes; he keeps rambling about how everything will be okay and he is just yours. But those words mean nothing to you. You don't feel what you felt before you knew of his lies.

Jimin keeps assuring you he won't go back again and that he will be just yours. Sometimes with tears in his eyes and sometimes his voice laced with hope. You try to stay in conversation but your mind keeps running blank.

You assure Jimin that you're okay and you guys were okay. He still keeps on mumbling apologies and you just keep nodding your head.

"Baby i have some work at the office today okay, but i'll be here before you wake up." You smile a sweet fake smile and that smile encourages Jimin to leave for work. The moment the door closes, you pick up your cup of coffee and smash it right against the wall. His lame excuse for a baby-making session with his wife, drives you mad with pain. His lies suffocating you just like his apologies.

You cry your heart out. The morning does nothing for the darkness in your life. It was like you were flying high in the sky of Jimin's love, and now twenty four hours later you were drowning in the depths of the swamp of his life.

After years you get drunk. And while you're just avoiding the world altogether, your best friend figures out a way to break into your house. Jeanette gasps when she sees you sitting near the couch. Drinking your tears and pain away.

"Y/nah what happened?" You narrate the entire story to Jeanette and for the first time in years you see her visibly mad. She brings out a glass and places it right in front of you. You pour her a drink. And you both drink the day away.

You haven't found the courage, even after two days, to give Jim a call since he left. Forty eight hours and two bottles later you had realized that you were Jimin's. You were Jimin's to lie and you were Jimin's to destroy. He was never letting you go.

You don't visit work. You don't work. All you do is feel the pain slowly overtaking every inch of your body. Jimin keeps visiting you; he continues pretending like nothing happened. Pretending that he didn't break you. You're not the same with him. Your smiles have disappeared. Only fake smiles were left for him. You don't call him or text him. The painting that you guys had created with love, decorated your storeroom and you were more than satisfied to keep it there.

It takes one month in total to learn to laugh at how naive you were. You used to think Jimin was Tae-Hee's loss and your gain. What a joke! Park Jimin was nobody's gain. He could never be. It takes thirty days for you to finally muster the courage to call your mother.

You disconnected the call four times before you stopped your hand from clicking the hanging up button.

Your mother's face lights up the screen and you start crying immediately when you see her.

"Y/nah are you okay?" Your mother's concerned face makes the intensity of the tears double up and you hide your face from her.

"Look at me y/n, it's going to be okay. I promise." You manage to smile a small watery smile at your mother's words. You knew it was going to be okay, but how painful was it going to get before it would be okay?

"I'm sorry eomma" you apologize to your mother; you were sorry for a lot of things. You should have listened to her. But you didn't. You should have spoken to her; you didn't.

"Don't apologise sweetheart. We all make mistakes."

"It hurts Eomma"

"It will get better y/n, it will. Not right now but yes it will."

"Is that y/n?" You hear your father's voice a little far behind your mother's. You hurriedly try to wipe your tears, but your mother stops you.

"Y/nahhh how have you been?" Your father fits himself on the couch a little uncomfortably, and your mother scowls at him and shifts to sit down on the floor while your father just smiles at her victoriously.

You loved what your parents had. You always saw them bickering, but there was no one who loved them more than each other.

"Tell me you want me to break his face? I'll do that. " You laugh with your father, who looked like he was ready to throw hands. Your mother swats his knee and he quietens down.

"Have you thought about what you want to do now?" Your mother's question catches you off guard. You didn't think about what you wanted to do. Right now all you are going to be doing is wallowing in your sorrows and occasionally living with the reason for your sorrows.

You never told your mother what happened. She just knew it the moment she saw you crying and looking like a person unhoused.

"Not yet, I don't know what I want to do. " Your mother takes a pause before she speaks, and your father gently places his hand on her shoulder and nods his head.

"Y/nah it's a never ending loop, if you choose to stay there, then he is always going to find a way to get to you. You will always find yourself back where you started. You need to decide something for yourself,"

"Il think about it eomma"

"Good, take your time. There is no rush. But if you ask me, I'd say leave that place and move elsewhere.''

"Isn't that a big decision? I mean what about the future?" Your mother smiles her gentle smile, and you get even more confused.

"Isn't moving on without knowing what the future holds also a big thing? You're taking that leap right? Take this one too. Don't be stuck there when you know all he will do is come to you when he wants to run run away from his demons." You totally agree with your mother's words. Jimin came to you only when he needed it, and maybe that is why he couldn't let you go, going as far as begging you to stay with him.

"I'll think about it, eomma."

You chat a little with both your parents, telling them about the hell you've been going through back and forth. Your father initially frowned at the fact that you were still living with Jimin, but your mother reassured him.

"Okay eomma i have to go now, but i'll think about what you said. "

"Y/nah??"

"Yeah?"

"From one woman to another, I told you so."

"Eomma.." You whine and your parents laugh at the way you make a pouty face; your mother quickly apologizes and hangs up. You throw the phone back on the bed and close your eyes in frustration. Was this the only way to get out of this situation?

You had lost all capacity to confront Jimin, and while you knew the answers. You had no mental capacity to hear more of his lies. You began to evaluate your chances of leaving Seoul behind and starting away from Jimin, but you still weren't sure.

Jimin kept pretending like everything was okay between you two, and whenever you tried to bring up a conversation of, maybe you two should take a break. Jimin would get defensive first and emotional later. Which honestly, you were getting tired of.

A relationship with Jimin after you knew the truth felt like a house with no doors, or perhaps a heavily guarded door. You were trapped and there was no way out. Strangely Jimin had Tae-Hee. He had Mia, whom you were very sure he hadn't broken up with yet. Yet the man didn't want to let you go.

You were at the forty-fifth day mark, after the big reveal and after forty five days of emotional downfall. Neglecting work. And feeling lost, you had decided that you had enough. You were now fully sure that Jimin wasn't letting you go. You learned a new level of emotional manipulation from Jimin. But sadly, it never worked on him and it never failed on you.

You occasionally checked his phone. But it was the same. He and Tae-Hee were planning to have a child and it looked like they were trying hard. You honestly wish they would try harder so that Jimin doesn't find the time or the energy to come to you.

You started working from your studio again. Still stuck at the idea of moving everything scaring you. Since you couldn't decide on your own. You decided to take the opinion of the person who could help you the best, Jeanette.

"What do you think about relocating?" Jeanette paused her typing, and looked at you with a complicated expression. Obviously your studio was your own.

"Relocating where?"

"Anywhere, But outside Seoul." She gave you a look of understanding and you patted her hand gently. You just genuinely hope she agrees because you for sure didn't know what you were going to do without her.

"Okay." The pen in your hand fell as soon as you heard the word Okay. She agreed, just like that?

"Okay?"

"Yeah Okay."

"You know what I mean by relocating right?"

"Of Course y/n i know what you mean by relocating. I'm okay with it."

"Just like that?" Jeanette got up from her seat and took a seat next to you. She turned your chair towards her, and took your hands in hers.

"We started this together didn't we? I am not leaving you alone, We go together wherever we go."

"Thank You babe."

"You're telling Jimin?"

"No way. He will never let me go. He isn't even ready to break up with me. I'm done with his lies, and him. I'll just leave."

"But we still have to finish Tae-Hee's commissions before we go. You're more than halfway done. We finish the contract and then leave." You agree with Tae-Hee. You would never slack away on your work commitments anyways.

"Yeah. I will wrap everything here in Seoul professionally and then leave." Jeanette gives you a high five and you both celebrate the beginnings by raising a toast with a glass of water.

"Where are we going but?"

"Mostly London, But first we have to sell both the studio and the house. I'll get the evaluation done." You dial the number of your broker. Waiting for him to pick up. You needed your financial arrangements in place for this transition and you had to plan everything solid first. Then move later.

You began focussing on the completion of the commissions that you had to deliver. The deadline was far away, yet, you wanted to move away as soon as possible, by hook or by crook. It had taken great strength to muster the courage to leave Jimin. and leave Your old well-settled life behind. But this was the only option you had left.

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"Eomma, I'm planning to sell both the house and the studio. I'm getting the evaluation done." Your mother chokes on the tea she is drinking, and she puts her cup down and holds the tablet in her hands.

"Are you crazy?"

"How am i supposed to raise the capital for the new studio then Eomma?"

"Are we invisible?" Your mother points towards her and you sigh, How the hell were you supposed to finance this transition if you couldn't sell your assets?

"Look Y/n, Seoul real estate isn't in a good place right now, There are chances that you would have to settle down for a price lesser than your principal."

"Then what am I supposed to do?"

"If you ask me, Come to london. Me and Appa will buy you a studio and a house nearby our neighbourhood. Let us do this for you." You shake your head in a firm no. There was no way you were going to get your parents to do this.

"No Eomma."

"Y/n we are doing this, Just worry about moving here. You start the visa process and send us what you need from us. It takes less than two months for the process to come through."

"Okay." You disconnect the call and immediately begin your research for immigration. You quickly make notes for what you need and keep the tabs strictly incognito, and send all the links to Jeanette. You couldn't let Jimin get a whiff of what you were about to do.

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You had to make sure to leave no loose ends in the next two months. While Jimin had been on and off visiting you here and there. You didn't believe a dime when he said he was busy at work. You knew that being busy at work meant only thing; that he and Tae-Hee were trying a lot harder now and his nights needed to be spent fucking his cum back into his wife.

You thanked every force above for diverting his attention back to his wife for a little. While you concentrate solely on finishing your commitments. Your creativity hit an all-time high when you started working on the other half of the batch. Days became nights in your studio and slowly you had almost reached the end.

You put your emotions on the back burner for a while. You did not allow your brain to think about Jimin or the pain that you were going through. That could be dealt with later. Alone. In a place where there would be no traces of Jimin.

You had Jeanette inform Tae-Hee's manager about the completion of the commission, to which she got back, saying you needed to get in touch with Jimin's office to schedule the artwork. She wanted it to be delivered to the new office.

Two months was what it took for your and Jeanette's work visa to arrive. To complete Tae-Hee's commission to get completed and two exact months of running away from your pain.

You made sure Jimin got the message that you were going out of town for two days. Jimin obliged with a simple okay, and you were never more thankful. You and Jeanette got started on your house first. You had packers and movers come in to finish the task in a day. You had one day for your house and one day for Jeanette's.

The movers and the packers finished with their tasks and you were left with nothing but your empty house two days later, which also happened to be the date where you would be delivering the art work and boarding the flight to London the same night. You hand over your keys to the house, to your real estate agent to lease the house and the studio.

Jeanette locked the studio door as soon as the artwork was loaded. Your stuff from the studio had already been packed and loaded into the cargo, and it was already in transit to London. Your stuff and Jeanette's had already been transported in the morning. You braced yourself to bid Jim in your love a final goodbye.

"Il wait here okay?"

"Okay, I'll be back in half an hour tops." Jeanette nodded and you stepped out of the car. You left your passport and tickets with Jeanette, in case he notices. You walk into the building with a heavy heart. This was going to end today. You were going to end this today.

Jimin's assistant took care of the unloading while she directed you to Jimin's office. You pressed the button to Jimin's office, and with every passing floor you felt your tears rapidly approaching. The fact that you would be seeing Jimin for the last time today, provided you with a sense of relief and a sense of dread together.

Holy shit escaped your mouth when you saw the message of credit in your bank account just when you're about to open the door to Jimin's office. He had added an extra ten percent to the total decided amount, and you make a mental note to send in a cheque for the extra amount later.

"Hey." Jimin walks over to you, and engulfs you in a tight hug. You place one hand on his back and the other grips the chair next to you tightly.

"Hi there." You manage a small smile and Jimin rubs your cheek with the back of his fingers and for a second you lean into his touch.

"I missed you so much Y/n"

"Fuck me."

"What?"

"I said Fuck me Jimin." Jimin's eyes light up seductively. He keeps your bag on the table and lets the zip of your jacket loose. He places light kisses on your neck and you close your eyes to feel him, his touch on your skin for the last time. There was a very slim chance that you would see Jimin again in this capacity. So you have him in the only way you would feel him the most.

"I missed you so much baby." Jimins mouths at your neck and you nod weakly. No words leave your mouth. Only the sounds that you were so desperately trying to keep escaping once in a while.

You feel Jimin's attention diverted for a second when he looks up from your neck and pushes you a little to the side and makes his way to the door to lock it.

Jimin attacks you immediately as soon as the door is locked. Your clothes go flying into his office. Jimin lifts you up and places you on his desk, pushing the stuff on the table to one side. He spreads your legs and holds them in place and dives right into your cunt, and pushes two fingers into them. He flicks his tongue at your clit while his fingers fuck you mercilessly, the pace brutal right from the start.

Every flick of his tongue or every motion of his fingers has you losing your mind. You whimper when you feel the pleasure heightening when you feel him tug at your clit lightly with his teeth. The pace on your clit and his fingers moving so swiftly in and out of you has your orgasm approaching the fastest ever and black spots cloud your vision as Jimin helps you ride out your orgasm.

It had been a while since you had sex with jimin. It had been a few months. Ever since the day you found out about Tae-Hee's messages. You had somehow maintained your distance while Jimin was spending his energy on his wife.

"Shit babe You've gotten so tight." Jimin lets out a string of curses as he bottoms out inside you.

"How I missed you babe, I'm going nowhere now. I'm all yours." He keeps mumbling the sentences repeatedly as he pounds into you at a pace that has the things trembling and the table shaking.

You start moaning loudly as he places your one leg on his shoulder and continues his pace.

"Fuck i am going to fuck a baby in there one day." Your eyes shoot open at the mention of a baby. Lies, Lies, and Lies. The naive Y/n would have been overwhelmed or his words would have driven her to her climax.

Jimin's pace is relentless, He keeps talking about how he wants you to be the mother of his children, All the thoughts vanish out of your mind when he starts rubbing your clit, Jimin alternates between fucking you hard and fast to slow and deep and you start arching your back as you feel your orgasm approaching fast.

You explode around him and you feel Jimin shoot his cum deep inside you. Jimin lays his head on your breasts and pants for breath while you both try to catch your breaths.

Jimin gets off you and hands you your clothes to you. You wear your clothes wordlessly and watch Jimin dress himself. Jimin comes close to you and he sits on the chair and pulls you into his lap.

"I love you y/n. I'm sorry ive been a lot busy with work. But I promise you I'm coming home tomorrow night." You nod and Jimin takes your hand and places light kisses on your knuckles.

"Did you talk to Tae-Hee?" You decide to test your luck; you know the answer to this question. He was never going to leave her. You don't leave someone after you plan a family with them.

"Not yet, But i will." You wanted to laugh so bad at this. But you stopped it. You were right. You nod and collect your purse and thank him for paying. He waves you off with a silly smile.

You walk towards the door but stop midway and see Jimin one last time. Leaning on his table, doing something on his phone.

"Jimin?"

"Yeah?"

"Goodbye."

"Bye babe il see you tomorrow."

You close the door behind you and a single tear drops from your eyes. You take a deep breath and wait for the lift to arrive.

You take one last look at the building and get in the car quickly.

"Stop at a pharmacist please."

"Okay." Jeanette began driving and five minutes later the pharmacist comes into view. You quickly get down and rush inside to get your morning after pill. You were on your birth control, but you wanted to be double sure. You buy the tablet and get back in the car.

Your heart feels heavy when you gulp the water harshly after taking the pill. Jeanette says nothing and just keeps looking at you.

You arrive at the airport and complete your boarding formalities. Your tears start flowing freely again when the plane begins taking off.

It was time to let Jimin go. From your heart. From your mind and from between your legs.

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The Incheon to Heathrow transition threw you into the worst emotional phase of your life. Your mother had been kind enough to set up the house for you and Jeanette before you guys arrived.

The interior of the studio was set up to the basics. You decided to do it when you were feeling okay and not like you were drowning in a sea of grief.

You moved away from Seoul, but moving away from memories of Jimin were far from gone. The memories you shared with him bought an ache that had you crying for hours silently so that Jeanette wouldn't worry, since you were living with her now.

For the first time in your life. You were alone. Alone despite having someone living with you. You knew this wasn't going to be easy. But no one told you it was going to make it even difficult to breathe. It hurt, it hurt so much.

You missed Jimin to the point where there would be nothing but him in your head. Jimin came into your life suddenly. He was like an ocean. He engulfed you into him. Left in awe of his beauty and the calmness and the intensity that came with him. But no one told you that the ocean that you find so beautiful and calm and soothing is the same ocean that has the biggest storms and can destroy you like nothing else could. Jimin did exactly that to you.

You spent your nights crying and trying to channel your pain into the best way you knew. Painting. But all you ended up with was a messed up canvas. Tears in your eyes and a different color on your cheek every night.

You never knew what it was like to be broken, destroyed and still breathing. You know that now. Thanks to Jimin.

You missed the feeling of belonging. You missed belonging to Jimin. You could spend hours thinking about how his head felt between your chest or his breath felt on your skin when he would be sleeping without a care in the world.

The last few months that you had barely spent with Jimin brought immense pain to you. And if you could, you would never bid such a goodbye to him.

You decided to channel everything into your work. That was the only way you knew you could keep yourself sane. So it took you one year, three months and eighteen days to bring your biggest collection You, Me and Yesterday, to life.

You, Me and Yesterday was brought to life by the pain that your heart broken love had brought you. The universe seemed to be swinging by your side. Because as soon as the collection was being publicised, you had your biggest success in your career. Apparently the world loved pain. And you had plenty of it to give.

Your collection took you places. And it also took you to a place which had your breathing stop for a second.

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"These are literally the most beautiful paintings I've seen." You freeze when you hear a similar voice. The voice that you would never forget apart from Jimin. Tae-Hee.

"Hi." You stutter and avoid any eye contact. The guilt rising in multiples of a hundred when you see her smiling so charmingly. Peacefully Unaware of what you had been to her husband.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah.. Yeah, I'm okay. How are you doing?" Tae-Hee walks with you admiring your work and your breathing keeps getting uneven with every passing second wondering if she was here to confront you.

"I'm good, We are performing here. And I had to visit if it was your exhibition." You managed to smile a little weakly at her enthusiasm. Which had you believing firmly that ignorance was indeed bliss.

"Y/n you have to promise me that i am getting at least two of your paintings. They have so much pain in them."

"Sure."

"Jimin will love them. He has taken a special interest in painting since last year." Jimin's name literally freezes your thoughts for a split second.

"I'm glad." Tae-Hee hugs you and goes to complete the formalities with Jeanette and you gulp your glass of champagne at once.

The package that gets delivered to the Parks, Does Not only bring in the huge amount that Tae-Hee had paid for your work. But also countless emails from Jimin from his personal id on your studio's new id

They started with the angry ones saying how you had no right to take away the love of his life. To leave him alone, and he was sorry. To repent over how he shouldn't have done what he did. You would read those emails. But never reply.

Jimin kept mailing you incessantly and you kept ignoring them as they came. You had no intentions of getting in touch with him, even though the tone of his emails sounded as if he was repenting. You had been fooled once, You would be a fool if you would allow yourself to be fooled twice.

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Present Day:

"Don't tell me you went to work one day before your own wedding?" Your mother's voice barred through the speakers. And you sighed as you looked at your calendar.

"Eomma il finish it up quickly, It's just one meeting." You could literally hear your mother's frown over the phone. You had one important meeting that you couldn't push ahead. And one hour wouldn't make a difference.

"Fine, If you're not done in an hour I have hoseok on stand by to drag you out of there." You see your clients coming in through the door and you mutter a quick goodbye to your mother and leave to attend to them.

Your meeting goes surprisingly well and you almost close the deal with a few details left to go by. But that could easily be done once you were Mrs. Jung.

You open the door to your cabin and you almost drop your laptop from your hands. Hoseok sits there, browsing through his phone, wearing that serious frown on his face you had seen since day one.

"What are you doing here?"

"I was sent by both our mothers to drag you out if you wouldnt be done in an hour." You keep your laptop on the table and start packing your things. Hoseok keeps his phone on and you feel his gaze on you.

"What?" Hoseok stands up and moves to your side of the table and gently takes your hand.

"We are really doing this huh?"

"Looks like it."

Life came full circle for you three times after you broke up with Jimin and ran away from him.

The first time was when Tae-Hee bought your work, which was literally inspired by the pain that her husband had given you. She was enthusiastic about decorating the art piece in her bedroom and one in Jimin's office. Which was funny because Jimin would have to spend every waking minute looking at your heartbreak and be reminded of what he destroyed and did to you.

The second time was when your mother persuaded you to meet Hoseok. She had been bothering you for almost three weeks before Jung Hoseok was supposed to come to London to set up the UK branch of his Music Label, which proudly represented one of the biggest bands Bluescape. Hoseok was here in London to finalize the set-up of his London office.

Meeting Hoseok gave you the biggest shock you had received in your entire life. While Jimin was busy dating you and Mia, Tae-Hee was busy dating Hoseok. Tae-Hee did what Jimin did to you and Hoseok was destroyed in love just like you. You both knew there was a long way ahead before you both found the strength to let in somebody else.

Three meetings and one date later, You and Hoseok became friends and your families decided that you both could tolerate each other for the rest of your lives. They decided and you both agreed. You decided to take things slow. Since both of you knew what you had been through and there was nobody who could understand you both better than each other.

The last time was when you and Hoseok promised yourselves to each other forever. Right in front of the same people, who had destroyed you both. Hoseok made sure to have the entire Bluescape RSVP to your wedding. So that Tae-Hee and Jimin could watch you both becoming each others right infront of their eyes. Since Tae-Hee had given birth to twins a year ago, Jimin came along.

You and Hoseok exchanged your vows and began your new life together with Tae-Hee and Jimin watching you both do so. A single tear rolled down your cheek when Hoseok kissed you, You werent the other woman after all, You were Hoseok's woman now.

A/N: So the story with Mc and Hoseok may seem a little fast paced here, But dont worry ive planned an arrange marriage au sequel to the other woman, (A Sequel) Hoseok and Tae-Hee's story would be much clear then. The story will revolve around Hoseok and the Mc trying to mend each others broken heart while Tae-Hee and Jimin try their hardest to break them apart.

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