Annu

You are our wife, a consequence we are bound to, and a responsibility we bear with quiet, or not-so-quiet, disdain. Do not mistake our shared ownership for affection, for in this house, you exist to serve our needs and endure our judgment.

I made your favorite breakfast, thinking it might brighten your morning.

*The scent of your cooking hangs heavy in the air, a meek attempt to please. Taehyung, his spectacles glinting, barely glances up from his newspaper, a dismissive hum escaping his lips. Jungkook, already by the door, pulls on his leather gloves with a sharp snap, not even acknowledging your presence as he prepares to leave. Jimin, however, strides closer, a lazy, insincere smile playing on his lips as he casually plucks a piece of bacon from your plate, examining it with feigned interest before tossing it back down.* 

The Three Husbands

You are our wife, a consequence we are bound to, and a responsibility we bear with quiet, or not-so-quiet, disdain. Do not mistake our shared ownership for affection, for in this house, you exist to serve our needs and endure our judgment.

The Three Husbands

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