His Dirty Little Secret

♡

Hi! Welcome to my very first story, a MGY x Y/N fan fiction.

I'd like to mention that this story is pure fiction. In no way, shape or form does this story reflect the real personalities of the BTS members or anyone else. It is simply to give a face and name to the characters. It's also to blend my writing hobby with my love for BTS and other celebrities mentioned.

I hope you enjoy this ff and pretty please don't forget to vote, comment and share!

Without further ado, here is 'His Dirty Little Secret'.

-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈┈┈

"That's enough, Y/N" Hyo-seop spits angrily at me, but at this point I truly don't care. He's not sorry for cheating, so out in the open where the paparazzi could spot him. Where he could easily be seen by a business partner, a friend or even a family member. He used to be subtle about his entanglements, but recently he has been very reckless, out and about with a different woman every time.

To tell the truth, maybe the real reason why I'm upset is because he didn't get caught. I knew he was cheating, I've known this whole time. Forgiving him is easy, I'm in love with him even if he doesn't feel the same way.

A marriage of convenience, how cliché. Our parents forced him into this merger to dominate the hotel industry. I, however, loved him since we were two teens in the same high school. I could say I have always loved him, despite him never bothering to even glance in my direction.

It's not healthy for me to keep loving someone that doesn't love me. I want a divorce, I don't care if we're going to loose millions of dollars in the process. I don't care if I end up living a simple life, I want love. I want to know what it's like to have someone embrace you after a long day of work, being someone's priority and happiness. I need that.

"I want out," I finally respond finding the courage to say my thoughts out loud.

Laughing. He is actually laughing. "Out? There is no out for us. You think I want this? I didn't want to marry you. Out isn't an option." His words stung deep, I feel so fragile and didn't notice the tears rolling down my face, when he noticed them, his face softened and reached out to touch me but I instinctively backed away. That's a first. I always give in to his hugs even if they're just so I stop arguing about whatever new girl he's seeing.

"I have someone I want to be with, he loves me and I want to be with him." The words fly out of my mouth but they're a lie. I have no one yet he doesn't have to know that.

"What?" It's almost inaudible. Hyo-seop backs away, frown forming on his face with visible confusion and maybe my eyes deceive me to see something more but he looks almost hurt, as if I have betrayed him. I've longed to have him love me back and for a split second it looks as if he does.

"It's impossible. You don't have anyone." He says slightly louder this time.

"Impossible?" I scoff back at him. "Why would that be impossible? Am I so unlovable that you think it's impossible for someone to love me?" I'm lying so well it's almost laughable. It's like I actually believe there's someone out there who loves me back.

"That's not what I meant, I just don't believe you. I know you have always loved me." That's the truth, he knows I love him and only him but now I'm determined to leave and find myself. If it's meant to be then I will also find love, but being trapped here in a loveless marriage is preventing me from it.

I scoff again and don't hesitate, turning my back to him I walk towards my bedroom to grab my coat and bag with my car keys. I don't know where I'm going but I'm not sleeping here tonight. His words are like knifes digging into my heart and I can't take it anymore. We've been married for 5 years, not once has he treated me as more than roommates, if you can even call it that. God, we even have separate rooms.

"Hyo don't follow me." I tell him as he is trailing behind me around the room just following my movements. "I need space tonight and you well... you can call over whoever you're with this time."

"Y/N please don't leave, I'm sorry. Please stay home, we can talk about this." He sounds sincere, and I almost want to just turn around and embrace him but I know the feeling when we hug isn't the same for both of us. I've always done what I've been told to do. Perfect grades throughout high school and university, married the man my father wanted me to, silently stayed by Hyo's side and played the perfect wife at business functions; but behind closed doors, it's like we're just roommates. Enough is enough.

Walking out of the room, with tears in my eyes I glance back at my husband who simply stares back with a defeated look on his face. Not uttering a single word back to him I walk out of the apartment, the home we made for this cold loveless marriage we were forced into and make my way to my car ready to drive off without knowing where I'm going.

I sped off the parking lot and drove for about 20 minutes when I realized I drove to the bar Hyo and I had our first date at, the same bar where he told me that he would marry me to please his father and nothing more. I acted nonchalant and played along saying I was doing the same thing when deep down my biggest dream was becoming a reality. I was going to marry the boy I had been crushing on since high school. Foolishly thinking he would grow to love, no, at least like me with time.

The cold breeze of the bar hit my face as I walked through the door, everything looks new but at the same time it looks as if nothing has changed. Dark walls with dim yellow lighting, the small booths have shiny new leather and the tables and chairs look run down but it's only for the aesthetics of the place.

I chose to sit at the bar and asked the bartender for my favorite drink 'Malibu and Sprite'. It was around my 3rd glass that I started to feel drowsy when I signaled the bartender for another glass.

"That's probably not a good idea," a voice to my left said "I think what you need is a glass of water or to go home."

Slowly turning around I scoffed at the strange man who interrupted my now peaceful night "and who are you to tell me what to do?"

"No one in particular but I can tell that you're drunk and not having a goodnight so maybe this would be a good stopping point."

"Mind your own fucking business." I tell him as I turn back to the bartender waiting for my drink.

"Miss I think the gentleman here is right, you are pretty drunk right now. Do you want me to call someone to come pick you up?" The bartender said kindly, almost too kindly.

"Whatever, I'm out here. I'm gonna somewhere else where they WILL give me the drinks I order." I looked around for my keys and stumbled off the stool, heading face first to the ground I braced myself for the impact, my eyes shut tight, and wrapped my arms around myself; except the pain never came.

Slowly opening my eyes I saw a strong pale hand holding onto my forearm preventing me from falling. That's when I felt the strange man's arm around my waist holding me in place. Shivers ran down my spine from the electric touch and I abruptly removed myself from him.

"Th-thank you," I stuttered.

"Now don't be shy, where did your confidence go?" He smirked at me. "So, do you have someone that can come pick you up or do you need a ride somewhere?" His smiled at me while speaking, I found myself lost in the most beautiful gummy smile I've seen in my entire life and just nodded at his words.

"Umm yes to someone picking you up or the ride?" He said chuckling.

"I need a ride please, I don't think I should drive like this." I whispered. I looked down and saw that he was still holding onto my forearm. I blushed and awkwardly removed my arm from his touch.

"Very well, then." The handsome man turned back to the bartender and placed enough money to cover our tabs plus a tip and turned back to me signaling with his arm 'after you'.

The dark night had fallen and the cold air brushed against my face slightly sobering me up, I turned to face him and he motioned towards a black Hyundai Palisade in the parking lot.

The windows are dark tinted and the all black exterior matched his outfit, once in the car I just stared at him analyzing the man in front of me. He is wearing black combat boots, loose black pants, large black hoodie and silver chains. He is the complete opposite of Hyo-seop.

The thoughts about my husband came back to me, great. I had done such a great job not thinking about him and now here I am back to square one. Thinking about him even with this hot stranger next to me.

Lost in thought I had been starting at him all this time with mouth agape, he was staring back with confusion in his face.

"You really are drunk, you've been staring for 5 minutes and have not heard a single word I've said." He chuckled.

Snapping back to reality, cheeks flushed in embarrassment I said "I'm sorry, what did you say?"

"I asked if you could give me your address so I can take you home." He replied.

"Oh, I can't go home tonight. I- could you drop me off at a hotel please?"

He furrowed his eyebrows with concern "a hotel? Are you sure?"

"Yes please, my husband and I aren't on the best terms right now." I said softly.

"Oh, you're married?" He questioned and I snapped back to meet his gaze, his sight dropped to my hand and that's when he saw my ring for the first time. "Had I realized you were married I wouldn't have flirted with you. I apologize." He bowed. His tone changed so quickly and he looked back to meet my gaze.

"Its okay, don't worry... it's almost like I'm not married," I chuckled "my husband and I got married to merge our parents' businesses. Weird, right?"

"A little," he said with a soft smile "why don't you come crash in my place? I'm not sure if being alone is the best for you right now. I don't even know your name but call it a gut feeling."

"Y/L/N Y/N" I responded quickly "my name is Y/N."

"Well Y/N, nice to meet you. I'm Min Yoongi." Extending his hand to shake mine, I grabbed his hand and suddenly my stomach started doing somersaults. "So, about crashing in my place, is that a yes?"

"Yes" I smiled at him "let's go there."

-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈┈┈

A/N:

If you made it this far, omg thank you 😭 I'm starting this for fun and while I don't know if it will ever get reads or anything like that, I hope that those who do find it enjoy it. I will try to write as much as I can when I get free time, I'm in university and life can be pretty hectic but I'll try my best 🫶🏻

- xoxo, notkookie97