#hubby n wifu

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S E O N G H W A ⤨ mafia au

THE ONE WHERE YOU TWO ARE ROLEPLAYING HUBBY AND WIFU

warnings: may include cheating.

• “Where is that son of a bitch!”

• “Miss y-y/n, I’m afraid I can’t let you in there.”

• Seonghwa was indisputable.

• has one thing coming if he thinks you aren’t going to kill him in the next 5 mins.

• “Let me in Yeosang, or so help me god— Seonghwa’s going to be the last thing you’ll be afraid of.”

• you couldn’t believe it the first time you heard it.

• the words racking in your head still.

• it can’t be true right?

• that’s why you brought yourself all the way over here to ask.

• because there’s NO way it’s be true.

• “Y/n, you cannot—“

• “Shove it, you good for nothing piece of shit.”

• Seonghwa’s eyebrow cocks up and he gestured the men in the room down upon your gracefulness.

• or lack of it.

• “Baby, calm down first and—“

• “Calm down?”

• god he was almost going to make you laugh.

• “CALM DOWN?! You want me to fucking calm down after I hear from multiple parties that you’ve been dicking down other women and you expect me to calm down?”

• Seonghwa sits.

• fucking sits in amusement and this?

• this brought a big deal of contempt for you.

• filthy excuse for a freaking husband,

• “You lying sack of shit.”

• “Baby, I was miles away at the time and—“

• you stick your middle finger up,

• the room cold and brass.

• loyalty questioned at the sight of Seonghwa’s wife being so careless.

• he stands, eyes black walking towards you.

• “Don’t you—“

• you stop him by slipping off your ring with fingers faced up in front of him before sticking it down his shirt.

• “Fuck you. Go whore around with someone else, I’m through.”

• “You can’t just fucking leave.”

• “Yeah? Watch me.”

• your relationship with Seonghwa was complicated.

• you two didn’t exactly love each other?

• more so arranged to be together.

• you were the heir of black market royalty.

• and a close by king just so happened to be looking for a wife.

• though you were not happy

• maybe less of in love than needed,

• you refused to claim a cheap bastard as your husband.

• taunting your name and rep

• while he fucking cheats on you.

• no.

• NO.

• while you two have had some fun and games role-playing husband and wife,

• the jealousy wasn’t just there because of the label anymore.

• and you scorn at the idea of being in love with him.

• but it’s the truth and nothing but.

• “Well, if it isn’t Mrs. Park Seonghwa.”

• you take a seat on his lap and bury your face in his neck.

• “I’m gonna combust one day, Joong. Can’t stand him.”

• “Babe, your husband wouldn’t be too keen with you on another man’s lap. Let alone it being his status rival.”

• you pout against him, eyes sultry and sad.

• “Well since he fucked some lowlife skank, I don’t think it matters all that much. Can’t you just love me instead considering he can’t?”

• Hongjoong chuckles.

• thinking it’s cute you always go to him for your problems and stresses.

• but he knows you love Seonghwa far too much to make anything of it.

• won’t admit it to you since you can’t even admit it to yourself.

• “He’ll know you came here again. And he’ll just send his dogs to come get you. You’re gonna start a gang war one day, babe. Can’t just keep rutting me every day you two fight. That’s not fair is it?”

• “No.”

• you’re in defeat.

• you’d LOVE to have Hongjoong.

• deep down secretly wished he was the man on the arrangement contract.

• would want him instead of Seonghwa on most days.

• “I left my ring behind. I know that asshole planted a tracker on there. Don’t want to be found till next month.”

• “Y/n..”

• “Flaking on dates? The nights out he spends with the boys. The constant busy schedule without me in it— yes I can take that. I can take it when my husband deprives me of certain styles of attention. But if it’s cheating— giving something to another woman he can’t even spare for me? Time, Joong. It’s all I’ve asked for. And it’s unforgivable.”

• Hongjoong’s conflicted.

• loves you but knows you love Seonghwa.

• of course, being a mafia boss, there’s no avoiding the additional sex life.

• people like him and Seonghwa don’t fall in love that easily.

• “Have you ever expressed this to him?”

• you shake your head against the warmer toned gang lord. “No. Would never think to. He wouldn’t give me a minute to speak let alone a second no doubt.”

• Hongjoong rubs circles on your back before saying, “I think the both of you, despite my lack of judgement for that crackhead, need time away. Properly. Where he knows you won’t be back and you know you won’t too.”

• “Joong..”

• “Yes, I can hide you. But only for a little. Promise me you’ll think about your actions. Words to say, hm? We aren’t normal people, y/n. Therefore normal social standards like cheating, dating, all that fluff shit you’d been brainwashed to consider isn’t in our blood. Remember that too.”

• you look up at the ceiling, hands crossed on your chest.

• waking up has always been empty.

• empty when Seonghwa’s a busy man.

• rarely makes time for you.

• but you’d kill a man—

• kill a man to get Seonghwa to be with you.

• “Y/n, Seonghwa’s offered an ultimatum. Might want to hear it.”

• you sit up upon hearing Hongjoong’s voice.

• and you’re eyes stern on the phone in his hand.

• “He called?”

• “Didn’t just call. Warned.”

• you bit down on your lip before listening to his harsh vicious voice that spoke in the voicemail.

• “I’m giving you two days to come home. Two. You don’t want to see me angry, y/n. Don’t want to hurt your precious Hongjoong. Don’t make me fight for you, baby. Don’t get yourself in trouble.”

• you scream throwing the phone to the wall in pure astonishment.

• “The audacity!”

• Hongjoong sits beside you in attempt to comfort you.

• “You two are like the moon and the sun.”

• you want to cry for the first time.

• though your father and your blood line has taught you not to,

• you do.

• “Complete opposites. But unconditionally there for each other.”

• “You’re just saying that so I don’t end up starting a war.”

• “Even if that’s partly true, you know you’re just here so he’d feel what you felt. What you felt when he cheated on you.”

• he was right.

• Fuck, you hated to admit it.

• but GOD.

• satan has you on lockdown with Seonghwa.

• a soulmate you were damned to instead.

• “Keep her in the play room.”

• you glare at your husband as his men keep your hands bound behind your back.

• “Seonghwa, let me go.”

• you’ve never seen him this angry.

• this hot.

• this cold.

• towards you?

• no.

• “Why are you stopping?”

• “Sir she’s our boss too.”

• you glare through your eyes,

• the same fire you undoubtedly shared with your husband.

• waiting till he looked back at you.

• “Imbeciles.”

• Seonghwa was weak against you.

• knew he couldn’t—

• didn’t have power over you.

• when you could do the same things he could.

• it spited him.

• “Why chase after me when you could freely mingle with other women to fill my spot?”

• his chuckle’s dark and spineless, wiping at his dirty hands from behind his desk.

• “Would you prefer that instead?”

• no.

• “I loathe you, Park Seonghwa.”

• “Right back at you baby.”

• you don’t want him to see you cry.

• to see you break.

• you thinks it’s losing.

• but—

• admit it, y/n, you lost.

• “Seonghwa, I don’t want to be married to you anymore.”

• he stops where he stands.

• shoulders stiff at the request.

• “Seonghwa, I want to find love. Someone who’ll love me— when you can’t. I don’t want this world and I never have. Keep the label, keep my privelages. But I don’t want you to keep me anymore.”

• it’s rare.

• for him to hear you vulnerable.

• you weren’t raised like that.

• he didn’t know you like that.

• you were pressed against the door, voice the softest when you spoke.

• “You only need those right? I don’t. Never wanted it, so keep it.”

• you knew Seonghwa.

• Seonghwa’s a savage brutal beast.

• how you fell in love with him, you still don’t know.

• “Let me go..”

• his eyes darken.

• lips tremble.

• jaw clenched.

• “No.”

• “Please.”

• you beg him.

• to unlock the shackles he unknowingly bound you with.

• “This was a contract. One to death and—

• “Is that all I am to you?”

• you were washed with pure resentment when Seonghwa’s looked like he always did.

• careless

• the one look that you want so bad as to see change.

• at least once.

• once for you.

• “I’m just a stupid contract. One that keeps you on your goddamn pedestal, right?”

• “Y/n—“

• “What, no baby this time, Seonghwa? Not gonna call me that retched pet name you gave me since you met me? What you keep insisting I am when I’m not.”

• he blinks, not saying a word.

• “I’m not asking you. I’m begging you. To let me go, Seonghwa. I’ll even claim righteous plea of guilt for your sake if that’s what you want.”

• was he seriously not gonna say anything?

• just stand there 10 ft away staring at you like a waste of space?

• “Say something you asshole!”

• it’s hot.

• you felt hot, felt uncomfortable.

• felt out of place.

• “How can I say anything when you’ve already figured out what you want?”

• because you want him to fight for you.

• how stupid you are to think this was a novel romance—

• your arranged love life.

• bullshit.

• “If I told you I want to keep you, you wouldn’t stay. If I asked you to stay, you’d still go. If I let you go, you wouldn’t come back. So leave. If you already know what you want.”

• your fingernails sunk so far into your palms you swear you feel blood drip out.

• heart in so much pain, you forgot how to breath, how to think.

• then for a split second.

• that split second you see his eyes change.

• and like that, you’re putty in his hands.

• “Leave.”

• your lips tremble and you firm your place in front of the door.

• “You want to go? I’m letting you. Go.”

• tears fall from your eyes and you blur out for a minute.

• only to miss the powerless glint in his own.

• “Y/n.”

• you take a the first 9 steps towards him, fast paced and disoriented—

• only for him to take the last step, lips crashing onto yours.

• it’s back arching, the first kiss you share in a long time.

• the first kiss you’ll only count in your books.

• the one kiss—

• where he means it.

• “Don’t want you to go. Don’t.” he mumbles, fingers lacing into your hair as you bend against him under both wills. “I’m not asking you, y/n. I’m begging you. Please.”

• “Don’t go.”

• you forget for a minute who you two are.

• Not y/n.

• Not Park Seonghwa.

• two human beings with the right to feel.

• two human beings with the right to love.

• “Give me a reason to stay.”

• his lips are like the thorns on a rose.

• the bittersweet taste of strawberry’s lingering your own.

• “You’re not just a contract. You’re my baby. My first love. The only love I’d ever allow? My soulmate— my everything. Can’t be Park Seonghwa without you. Not without you.”

• “Do you think that’s a good enough reason for me to stay?”

• you don’t doubt it.

• but you want to hear it anyway.

• cause you think you’ve finally won against the big bad mischevious Park Seonghwa. And shit did it feel good.

• “It’s enough for me.”

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