The photographer couldn't stay still during the flight, anxiety building up once more.

Jimin had begged for him to stay for the next two days but eventually gave up due to Jungkook's stubbornness. The smaller had wished him a safe flight, telling him to text him when he landed. He had also given him a small box of chocolates and asked him to give it to Namjoon when he picked him up.

He didn't text Taehyung to pick him up, knowing that it was a Monday, the latter would probably be busy with meetings.

After a grueling 14 hours he had finally arrived in Seoul at 2 pm in the afternoon. He didn't get a wink of sleep during the flight, so needless to say he was exhausted.

When Namjoon picked him up, the man couldn't help but gush over the box of chocolates. The couple, no matter if they've been together for practically all their life, still giggle like schoolgirls by the tiniest thing the other does. Jungkook shook his head as he put his luggage on the backseat of the car.

The car ride back home was comfortable, Namjoon mostly asked about Jimin and how he was in Milan. Jungkook felt at ease, he was back in his natural environment.

They got to their destination, the first thing Jungkook noticed was that Taehyung's Tesla was parked in their driveway. Maybe, Jimin had informed Taehyung he would be back today, and the latter had ended his meetings early.

Jungkook smiled at the thought, for the first time in a while his smile was genuine.

He bid Namjoon goodbye and started walking to their front door, a new spring to his steps. Deep in his emotions and thoughts, he failed to notice the black stiletto heels scattered next to his husband's.

Leaving his luggage in the living room, he started searching for his husband.

'Maybe he's sleeping'

Jungkook thought as he walked towards their shared bedroom, he feels a pit in his stomach. Brushing off the weird feeling as excitement he opened the door.

Tears fill his eyes instantly, putting a hand to his mouth muffling a sob. Everything suddenly felt suffocating, feeling as though he couldn't breathe. He stumbled backwards.

There he saw the man he claimed as the love of his life, half naked as the woman he saw days ago lay under him. Hand riding up her slender thighs and lips pressed against her neck. Jungkook wanted to throw up.

Everything went in slow-motion. As soon as he made his presence known, Taehyung looked up with wide eyes realizing what had just happened.

Jungkook would have none of it.

The latter started walking out, his eyes blurry with tears. He didn't care where he was going, but he wanted to be anywhere but here.

He wanted run away from the pain.