Warning ⚠️R18+⚠️Smut and swearing in this book.
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Currently-- Siri and JK 25-26 y/o
Siri POV
"Quit nagging at me!"
"Well I wouldn't be nagging at you if you stopped coming home so late every night! I asked you to be home tonight for a reason, Koo. Did you forget?"
"Ugh! God! It's just a couple of beers after work! It's not a big deal!"
"It is a big deal when you've been doing it a lot lately! And it's not just a 'couple' of beers. You come home drunk off your ass half the time. I'm surprised you're not slurring your speech and that you're actually having a conversation with me right now. Do you even know what day it is today?"
Five years we've been together now. Married for 3 of those years. The last 3 or 4 months something has changed. He has changed and I don't know what's gotten into him.
I took a step toward him, taking his tattooed hand in mine to caress it.
"I'm just worried about you, Koo. I can't sleep till I know you're home safe and sound next to me..."
He snapped his hand away from mine, "Stop worrying. I still come home to you at the end of the night."
"Yeah... smelling like alcohol and cigarettes."
JK: "Look. You know I've been stressed out at work. I have a deadline to meet and I wanna get this promotion. I've worked my ass off the last few months for this. Drinking and smoking here and there helps relieve my stress. I don't wanna be coming home to a nagging wife stressing me out more after a long hard day. Which reminds me. I've told you before to stop annoying me at work with your stupid text messages. You know I'm not going to reply to them so don't waste your time."
That hurt my heart a little. We both used to send something sweet to each other everyday, even if it's just a 'have a good day' or 'don't forget to eat lunch', love hearts and xo's included.
Nowadays, he's working late at the office. Says his boss expects a lot from him and he wants to be the best at the company. This was his reasoning for not sending me messages anymore and stopped having lunch with me on the odd occasion I would be free to see him. According to him, why waste those few seconds sending a 'stupid' message or having his designated lunch time when he could be using that time to work instead. He eats his lunch at his desk now and only messages me when it's something important he needs to tell me, but I kept doing it just to show him I care.
He actually told me off once for coming to his work to bring him lunch. He had left it at home and I brought it in for him. He said I had embarrassed him which made me feel like shit. I didn't think he would be embarrassed of me... I didn't do anything embarrassing to my knowledge. Just handed him his lunch, checked how he was and gave him a kiss on the cheek.
Siri: "What happened to you saying you wanted to quit because you weren't happy there? And you don't need that promotion. We're living comfortably already. You don't need to be making more money. Working late and drinking... What happened to you, Koo?"
He stood with his hands on hips , eyes closed with a frown on his face, breathing in deeply as he was thinking. Or maybe he was trying to calm himself down from yelling at me...
"You don't always need to be number one, Koo. You don't always have to be the best. It's not a bad thing to come second place, you know? But you'll always be number one in my eyes, Koo."
He scoffed and rolled his eyes, "Being your number one doesn't pay the fucking bills though, does it? Doesn't pay for our house or our lifestyle!"
I understand he's the main breadwinner between us since my piano teaching job doesn't pay as good as his software engineering job, but he was the one who said it's ok if I'm not earning as much as him. He said he did the maths and we would still be earning enough to live comfortably.
I know someone at his work must have said something to him. Convinced him that fancy things are better. That, or he's wanting to impress people at work in order to get the promotion. Or, he's trying to prove to someone he has it better.
He bought us a new car, a new house, and even bought designer clothes and shoes for us. Making it seem like we're living the lifestyle of the rich and famous.
Siri: "You've somehow got it into your head that we must have the latest gadgets. That designer brands are better. This wasn't our lifestyle before, Koo. We were fine living without that fancy stuff. I never asked for any of it and I'm not one for designer brands anyway. You used to mock people who had the stuff we have now. And our old apartment was perfectly fine. I was happy there. We were happy there... we were happy..."
He scoffed a laugh, "All I'm hearing is that I work my ass off to provide for you and you don't want any of it? How fucking ungrateful can you be?"
I looked at him stunned at what he just said. Is that what he thinks?
It's just the alcohol talking... I told myself.
There was a moment of silence between us. I really didn't want to fight anymore. I just want us to go back to the way things were... before the promotion came up. He wasn't like this until it came up.
"I am grateful, Koo. I appreciate the hard work you've put in. It's just... We don't need some of this stuff. We could be saving that money and taking a nice holiday together instead. You're hardly home these days to be with me or play with your new consoles and gadgets. And this new house isn't a home when you're not in it with me to make it a home, Koo... Please... I miss you..."
I went up to him and hugged his waist. I needed to hold him. Be close to him. I didn't want to fight again. He kept his arms by his sides as he looked at me with a slight frown.
Siri: "We haven't had time together in awhile. Haven't had a proper dinner together in the last few weeks. And we haven't been properly intimate in a-"
"That's coz you keep turning me down!" He said as he pulled my arms off him and stepped away from me, hurting my heart a little more.
"Because you come home so late when I'm all tired waiting for you and you smell like alcohol and cigarettes. Koo, it's a little disgusting..." I said hesitantly.
"Be thankful I don't smell like a woman. Do you know how many I attract? I always gotta turn them down at the pub! Show them my wedding ring so they know I'm not available."
"Wow, am I meant to be happy to hear something like that? I know you're attractive, Koo. I know you could have any girl besides me. I count myself lucky to have you, to call you my husband."
"Well I don't feel so lucky having you as a wife."
My heart dropped and I felt pain in my chest.
It's just the alcohol talking...
I looked at him gobsmacked. "Are you serious right now?"
He was silent as he angrily looked at the ground.
Siri: "You almost sound as if being married is an inconvenience. As if I'm an inconvenience. As if you rather not have me anymore. Have us anymore."
"Lately, I wished I didn't." He muttered as he angrily looked away from me. "Especially right now."
More pain filled my chest as tears pooled on my eyelids.
It's just the alcohol talking...
JK: "Screw this. I'm going to bed. Could've been asleep by now if you hadn't started nagging at me as soon as I got home."
In his slightly drunken state, he passed our open kitchen/lounge/dining area without looking at his surroundings and stumbled up the stairs to our bedroom.
No kiss. No hug. No good night. No kind words or sorries.
He just left me standing there with a broken heart.
He basically just said he wished we weren't married. That we weren't together. He doesn't want us anymore...
It's just the alcohol talking...
But is it? I'm not so sure these days...
Is this what he really wants?
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