F*cked

"Wyen?"

A voice, so familiar, took her by surprise when it echoed near her ear.

His grip on her arms only tightened when their eyes met and Wyen felt her body freeze on the spot.

As the tears began to stream down her cheeks, his eyes only widened.

Her fist against her jacket, only tightened when his fingers gently wiped them off.

"Hey- A-are you okay?"

His eyes wandered around.

Him, the celebrity, who is holding a woman in his arms.

A fear, that sent his nerves to pulse against the thin layer of skin against his neck.

A gulp, his eyes found their way to her once again.

But Wyen, whose eyes now lowered from him, averted away as her hand gently laid over his arm, pushing him to step back.

"I'm okay."

His eyes searched for hers but they only seemed to be lost in mist.

Too lost to find his, that are lost in hers.

His eyes lowered, taking in the view of her hand, against his chest.

A small skip of beat, it didn't feel comfortable at all when his eyes found it.

The shining ring on her finger, it shined brighter than the tears that gave sparkles to her eyes.

His hand fisted, and his eyes that averted up to her face, fought back the tears as they trembled with fear of getting her out of their sight.

His eyes that ran over the sweat on her pale skin, she felt every inch of it.

Her breath quickened with every second that passed by.

"I need to-"

One pull back into his arms, her skin looked so new to his eyes, yet it felt so familiar against his.

Don't don't don't.

The word repeated itself in his mind as he fought back the urge.

Jaehyun's eyes trembled when Wyen's feet raised to take a step back before his hand laid over her head.

Pushing her head into his chest, Jaehyun felt the tears slip down his eyes.

Fuck.

The warmth of the tears left his skin burning with agony.

No no no, I'm not doing this. I'm not.

His trembling hands that laid over the soft strands of her hair, reluctantly gave a pat on her head.

"Wait."

A hesitant whisper, left his lips ever so slightly while his eyes trembled to get off of her presence, that is now so secured in his arms.

As his hand slowly stroked her hair, her arms that froze in mid way slowly drained off all the tense that they built up.

A blink after another, her heart began to take slow beats while her body felt warmer and warmer.

The silence surrounded them, louder than the music that the people are so lost in.

The warm chills he felt down his spine, they screamed at his hesitance, insulted his fears.

He slowly unwrapped his arms, releasing her.

Her eyes averted up but Jaehyun turned away.

"Look where you're going."

His arm bumped over hers as she heard him walk past her.

Her eyes wide, she heard his feet that soon took a ran.

A look down at her hands, her eyes only fell over the ring on her finger.

Right.

A blink, her lips parted as she gaped at it.

Right.. I forgot.

"Jimin!"

His hand took a hold of her arm before she was turned around.

His eyes met hers, that held warm tears.

She slowly blinked at his presence, before at his hand that is still holding her arm ever so tight.

"Jimin?.."

Not a word escaped his lips and his grip on the back of her neck led her feet to rise in the air.

Jimin's eyes lowered before his lips smashed against hers.

Wyen's eyes widened as he deepened the kiss, pulling her more closer.

Her eyes that glared at him, soon averted to him.

And his shirt, that has few buttons unbuttoned.

And his eyes, that are now as red as his swollen lips, that glared right through hers.

A push against jimin's chest, Wyen tried to pull away from kiss that almost took her breath away.

But jimin's hand pushed hers down, pulled her closer by taking a hold of her hair in his other hand.

Wyen's eyes met jungkook's, before her head turned away, breaking the kiss.

"Jimin-"

"Shut up!"

She flinched as he pulled her back into the kiss, making her whimper as his teeth grazed over her bottom lip.

Jimin's grip over her hair tightened, making her eyes clutch close at the slightest pain it gave.

Her grips on his shirt tightened as his lips moved roughly against hers.

She doesn't know what caused this, jimin kissing her.

It all felt like a nightmare she's living in.

A nightmare.

Her eyes clutched close as she tried to push him off of her but before his strength, her weak body compared to nothing.

"S..stop-"

Her eyes opened when she no longer flet him against her before her eye widened as she watched Jungkook raise his fist in the air.

Throwing a punch against jimin's face, Jungkook gritted his teeth.

"Jungkook!"

Wyen yelled as Jungkook grabbed jimin's collar.

"She said enough, you fucking moron!"

Jimin gritted his teeth as Jungkook yelled.

His hand shook as he tried to release the pain he felt against his jaw before his hand balled into a fist.

A glare towards Jungkook, his fist raised in the air.

Jimin isn't in his right mind, that's something Wyen clearly noticed as jimin rage towards Jungkook.

He looked painful, full of agony and the tears that rolled down his cheeks, didn't go unnoticed.

His eyes widened when Dae-ni stepped between Jimin and Jungkook.

"How dare you kiss my fucking wife!?"

The urge to laugh, was built to the tip of his head in jimin when he heard Jungkook exclaim.

"Why? You can kiss my wife and I can't kiss yours!?"

"What the... what's even happening??"

The people murmured and Wyen's shoulders quivered, while she felt all the eyes over her.

Dae-ni's eyes widened before her lips parted.

"Jimin-"

Jimin chuckled, stepping back.

"Ah, right,"

Tears slowly slipped down his cheeks, while a wide smile formed on his lips.

"You didn't just kiss her,"

Jungkook's hand balled into a fist as his chest raised with every breath he took.

"You fucked her."