Married to the man of my dreams.

I stayed frozen in the position I once were. Is that really
.........tae....? He likes me stroking his head.......? Did he mistake me for someone else.......? Its far more than impossible.

Automatically, my hands roamed into his think hair enjoying every bit of the silky smooth strands.

"..ummh......can....can I ask a question.?" I asked meekly. I didn't like it when I was being the weak one on any relationship. I really didn't. Man above women., women being the weak and powerless one....... I hated all of it. But this is Taehyung I'm talking about. The man of my dreams, The man who takes my breath away everytime he wears something new or whenever I am able to see him with my own two eyes.
Being able to stroke his head was beyond my wildest dream. But ofc I've dreamt of much more than that. Sexually. Ofc.
Oh.! Don't pretend like you don't.

"mmhmm..?" He mumbled.

"why're not home.? Most of the time.? Only for breakfast and you're gone off to somewhere where God only knows. One time I didn't even see you for breakfast. You just got me my breakfast and left a note saying you're late for work. I understand that you're busy and all.but...why..?? Why wont you spend any time with me...?" I asked tears welling up in my eyes.

"You do speak a lot." He muttered. And his sleepy voice was sexy as hell. But I didn't let it distract me. I needed answers.

"And who's the girl you went to the club with....? Who took selfies with you and posted on instagram.??" I asked. Well, demanded.

"Mind your damn business. Women.!" He growled and I quickly pulled my hand away from his hair and flinched. He got up abruptly and sat facing me. His sleepy face made me want to jump at him and kiss the hell out of him.

"Doesn't she know that you're friggin'married to me.??? How dare she.????!?"

"I said, shut up.! You absolutely know nothing about her or me.!!" He shouted.

"Are..are...you guys.....lovers...?" I asked. My eyes wide. Tears were threatening to pour down any minute.

But I didn't want to believe that. As far as I stalked up on him, I knew nothing of him involving a girl.

He didn't answer. That was it. Tears streamed down my face. I couldn't take it. He still loves her. His marriage to me was meaningless. He intended to marry her. He loved. Loves her a damned lot and that's why he never spends time with me. That's why he's off to work and to see her. Every night. Perhaps. But no. I was just assuming things. It might not be anything like that.

He just stared at me. He didn't even try to hug me and say that all of it isn't true and all. And that's it. I ran off. Without looking bad. I love him. I cant leave him. But what can I do.? He doesn't love me back. He cant give me love.

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