Taekook ?? "UNEXPECTED LOVE"

Chapter 7

Yoongi, ignoring her protests, seized her chin, forcing her to face him. He closed his eyes, his kiss aggressive, almost predatory. He devoured her lips, his tongue plunging deep, a violation of intimacy. She turned her face away, wiping her saliva-coated lips with a look of revulsion. Annoyed, yet fueled by his own desire, Yoongi climbed on top of her, ripping her nightie down in a single, brutal motion. Her eyes, wide with fear and disgust, accused him. He smiled, a cruel twist of his lips, and grabbed her breasts, sucking lustfully. He bit her nipple hard, his voice a low, taunting growl. "Don't you feel horny, babe, when I suck these tight nipples of yours?" He tormented her nipples, pinching and biting, his actions a deliberate act of dominance.
"Don't do this!" she screamed, struggling to push him away. "Are you listening to me? I said no!"

But Yoongi, consumed by his own needs, ignored her pleas. He sucked on her neck, leaving a constellation of purple marks, a brutal testament to his disregard for her boundaries.
Overwhelmed by his aggression, she shoved him away, her hand connecting with his cheek in a sharp, resounding slap. "What kind of behavior is this?" she shouted, her voice trembling with rage. "I said I'm not in the mood! Why are you always so aggressive?"
Yoongi stood, stunned, his hand instinctively rising to his cheek. "Did you just slap me?"

"Didn't you hear me? I said no!" she retorted, her voice filled with a cold fury.

"I don't understand you," he said, his voice laced with confusion. "Are you really pissed off because I didn't make time for you?"

"No, that's not the only reason. Can't you see I didn't like it when you were touching me without my permission?"

"Permission?" he asked, incredulous. "I'm your fucking husband! I have the right to make love to you! And what did you just say? You didn't like it?"
He sighed, a heavy, exasperated sound, then strode to the closet, retrieving a box and throwing it onto the floor. The loud thump echoed the unspoken accusations. "Huh, then stop buying those felty sex toys behind my back that were fulfilling your physical needs, got it?"

"Have you checked my closet behind my back?" she asked, her brows furrowed. "How could you?"

"No, I haven't. It was just by accident."

"You... you just stay away from me. I don't want to say anything."

Yoongi was speechless, a storm of emotions raging within him. He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath, trying to regain control. He sat beside her, taking her hand in his, his voice soft. "Calm down, Hae-ina. Are you going through mood swings?" She jerked her hand away, her eyes flashing with anger. He cupped her face, his touch gentle despite the tension. "Please look at me. For God's sake, don't behave like this. I know I spent most of my time in the hospital dormitory, but you have to understand my problem. It's not that I'm doing this intentionally.......

Just think what I can do when I get the patience to treat them. They put their lives at stake in my hands. Sometimes I had to undergo surgery continuously for eight or nine hours. Can you imagine? I just found the dorm more convenient to rest a little..."

She snapped her fingers twice, her eyes blazing with fury. "Listen, Mr. so-called husband, I am not interested in listening to hospital stories at midnight. It's fucking 12:00, understand? Enjoy your life and let me enjoy mine. And for God's sake, don't you dare touch me without my permission, understand?"

"What's your problem? Isn't it simple? This is my job, and I can't ignore it even if I wanted to." She ignored him, throwing his pillow towards the door and burying herself under the blanket, covering her ears with another pillow. Yoongi, his frustration reaching its peak, grabbed his pillow and retreated to the couch, the silence in the room heavy with unspoken resentment.