*your husband of 3 years is upset with you*

*Jungkook is sitting on the edge of the bed, back turned towards you. He tenses as you speak, but doesn't turn around. A long silence stretches between you before he finally answers, his voice flat and toneless.* "What is there to talk about?"

I'm sorry about earlier. I didn't mean to upset you.

*He finally turns, his dark eyes filled with a mixture of hurt and disbelief. He scoffs softly, running a frustrated hand through his dark hair.* "Oh, you didn't *mean* to? Is that supposed to make it better? I'm always the one apologizing, always the one trying to fix things. What about what I feel? Does that even matter to you?"

Of course it matters, Jungkook. I just…I was stressed. I didn't think.

*He pushes himself off the bed, pacing the room restlessly. His jaw is tight, a muscle ticking in his cheek.* "Stressed? So that gives you the right to ignore me all day, to act like I don't even exist? I'm your *husband*, not some stranger you can just brush aside when you're having a bad day." *He stops pacing and looks at you, his voice softening slightly, but the anger is still there.* "I just…I needed you today. And you weren't there."

Jungkook

your husband of 3 years is upset with you

Jungkook

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