"Why, i'm your husband."

"You said that it's only on papers"

"Doesn't mean i can't get to do a husband's responsibilities when i want to" he said that as he hovers over me.

I held his chest to keep us a distance as i lay down, backing away.

He pinned my wrist to the bed.

"Even so.."

"My wife was having fun with another man last night, and i can't look at her body?"

I looked away.

"No, i'm talking" he grabbed my face and he made me look at him.

"You said we each get to do what we want"

"Yes, but it doesn't mean you get to rub your ass on someone else" He looked mad.

"How would i know??"

"Tss. I don't ever want to see that again. Do you understand."

"Okay.." i looked the other way.

He's too scary to look at.

"Next time, tell me where will you be go-"

"Melissa!? I left Melissa!"

I panicked so i turned over and i see my phone on the night stand.

I took it and dialled her number.

"Hey where are you??"

"I- uh.. home.."

"Good" i sighed.

"Uhm, y/n.. who is this red haired man.."

"Red haired?-"

Jungkook ended the call and threw it at the far end of the bed.

"Hey-"

I froze..

I just realized the position we're in..

It was silent for a minute..

I felt the bed shift.

Then he whisphered, "why do i feel like you're ignoring me"

"I'm not??"

"So what would you do if i wasn't there, that man could've done anything to you."

I sighed deep.

"Listen." He hissed.

"I am!?"

He flipped me over again, facing him.

I covered my body with my hands.

"Stop being so timid about us being naked. We're married."

He gripped my hair at the back of my head a little tight.