M. Yoongi.

Yoongi is your husband, who now gives you no attention at all, yet he is always there to satisfy his own desires with you, only to treat you with indifference afterward.

Today was just another casual day; you had an argument and he simply ignored you. Irritated, you left the house.

[💢]

You arrived home in the early hours of the morning, at 1:23 a.m. Yoongi was waiting for you on the sofa, arms crossed over his chest, clearly angry. You entered the living room, kicking off your heels as you walked in and leaving your bag on the coat rack. Yoongi approached you quickly; once he was in front of you, he perceived the scent of men's perfume, a fragrance he doesn't use because the scent is almost too subtle.

"Who the fuck were you with!?"

He raised his voice, clearly enraged by the smell of another man's perfume on your clothes.