Chapter Nine- Broken Bottles

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I hummed a little song as I exited Yoongi's shop, pink roses in my hand. I checked the time on my watch, nodding as I concluded that I was arriving home right after lunch, hours before my shop normally closes.

I loved birthdays. It was a time of happiness. My family would always shower me with gifts and even when I moved away, they would send me videos or Skype me to tell me how proud they are of me.

Jimin's birthday was a little different. It was the day he found his father cheating on his mother. He was only six years old, and it left a deep impression on him.

I made it my goal to make his birthday special, so I closed down my shop early, picked a fresh batch of his favorite flowers, and have food being delivered in half an hour from his favorite ramen shop. Everything was perfect.

I opened the front door, trying to be sneaky to help achieve the surprise. I closed the door gently, slipping off my shoes and leaving them on the mat next to the door.

I snickered to myself as I tiptoed down the hallway. When I got to the end where it opened up to the kitchen, I froze, my eyebrows furrowing together as I heard noises from our bedroom. I took a few careful steps towards the door, my breaths uneven and shaky.

The noises grew louder as I turned the doorknob, throwing the door open, only for my heart to drop into my stomach at the sight of Jimin having sex with another man.

At the sound of the door slamming against the wall, Jimin's head whipped towards the door where I stood, roses slipping out of my hand and crashing to the floor.

"Hoseok! You-you're home early!"

The man's eyes went wide as he saw me, pulling immediately out of Jimin and hopping off the bed. He yanked his jeans on and ran out of the room, apologizing to me.

Jimin was frozen in his place, same as me, as we stared at each other. His eyes were wide with shock, mine filled with disappointment and anger. I couldn't find the right words to say, so I took a few steps out of the room, stumbling slightly at the shock of walking into my bedroom to find my boyfriend having sex with someone else.

I made my way into the kitchen, splashing cold water on my face, my hands gripping tightly onto the edges of the counter.

I heard Jimin stumbling around, probably getting dressed, and he quickly appeared in front of me.

"Hoseok! Please let me explain."

I snorted, walking to the fridge to pop open a glass bottle of beer, chugging half of it down before responding.

"Explain? What is there to explain? I walked in to you being fucked by someone other than me in our bed!"

Jimin nodded, chewing his bottom lip. "You came home early. Y-you never come home early."

I felt my voice rise in volume. "And that makes a difference?" I took another sip, finishing it off and throwing the empty bottle into the sink, watching the glass shatter from the impact. "How long have you been cheating on me?"

Jimin's eyes grew wide as he could no longer look me in the face. "I-"

"How long?" My voice had a hint of a growl as I asked again, this time a lot more demanding.

Jimin took a deep breath and pushed the fringe out of his eyes. "About three months."

I gasped audibly his words started to hit me. I shook my head, my hands gripping onto my hair and tugging at it harshly. "I-I-I can't even look at you right now." I grabbed my wallet from the counter, rushing towards the front door and slipping on my shoes, Jimin hot on my tail.

"Hoseokie, babe, please! I love you! We can get through this! Please stay and let us work this out!"

I froze with my hand on the doorknob as I thought about it. After a moment, I shook my head and turned to face him. We both had tears falling down our cheeks, only his were from guilt, whereas mine were from anger and disappointment. Betrayal.

"You're welcome for the roses by the way. Hope you have a good birthday." I turned the handle and slammed the door behind me, unable to control the sobs that came from my chest. I turned a corner and sat on a park bench, the sun that was shining brightly earlier was now covered with clouds, soft rumblings of thunder echoing through the sky as I cried.

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I see BTS exactly a week from today y'all.

I probably won't update after that because my ass will be fucking DECEASED.

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