"Bullshit", Minjeong replied back.

"What?", Jimin's eyebrows furrows.

"Did you think a person like me was crazy enough to go after your damn... body?", Minjeong said with her angry smirk. Jimin sighed heavily, still holding her arms together, standing strong with her words.

"Whatever you want to say, I already say my conditions. I don't care if you want to believe it or not, but I'm a person who always sticks to every promise", Jimin said for the final time and finally walked further away from the bedroom. Minjeong stared at how the older girl walked away, letting out a loud scoff between her smirk.

But, Jimin suddenly stopped at the door frame for a moment, turning her head to Minjeong again.

"Breakfast was ready. I even made some hangover soup for you. If you want to eat, then come down. But if you didn't want to, then it's fine", Jimin said sternly before finally walking out completely from the bedroom.

Minjeong just stared at the opened door for a while. She admits that Jimin does look attractive in her eyes, every time. Why not? Jimin has milky smooth skin, Medium sized boobs that always catch Minjeong's eyes, feline lines and figure. Her red alluring lips and her face are beyond perfect. If Jimin was someone from the nightclub, Minjeong admitted that she might throw herself on Jimin or tackle her first out of all people.

It's just that Minjeong does have hatred towards Jimin deep inside her. But she never knows what's the reason for all the hate she has.

When Jimin finally disappeared from her bedroom, Minjeong slammed her door shut, locking it from the inside as she peeled every cloth off her body to clean up.

Somehow, she was thinking about the offer Jimin proposed to her.

"Well... Yu Jimin. Your offer is kind of tempting", Minjeong sneered as she threw her clothes on the bed, now completely naked. "But you know what? I'm gonna be the one who will torture you 'till the end", her smirk got even wider.

*****

The second night comes, and Jimin is still there at the Kim's mansion, watching some TV shows while dialing a certain number on her phone. But the call didn't get any answer at all.

"Where the heck did she go again?", Jimin rolled her eyes angrily, throwing her hands to her side in frustration.

Minjeong didn't pick up her phone at all even with eleven missed calls from the older girl. It happened this afternoon when Jimin cleaned herself in the shower and when she came out, Minjeong was nowhere inside the house.

"So, she really didn't trust my words, huh? I knew it!"

Jimin keeps trying to call her number, but getting the same treatment over and over again. She was about to dial the number for the eighteenth time when suddenly she heard the sound of Minjeong's motorcycle from outside, followed by the sounds of an unfamiliar woman laughing.

Jimin immediately opened the front door and to her surprise, it was Minjeong, with another girl in such a revealing and inappropriate dress. "Who is she?", Jimin asked coldly, standing firmly at the front door.

"Not your business", Minjeong simply answered and pushed Jimin out of her away, slamming Jimin's back into the wooden door. The older girl couldn't help but let out a tiny wince in pain before she scowled angrily at Minjeong as pulled the unknown girl inside the house by hand towards her bedroom.

"Don't you dare bring her upstairs!", Jimin shouted from the front door, staring at Minjeong who ignored her and still walking her way towards her bedroom upstairs.

"Baby, who is that filthy, pitiful-looking girl? I'm scared of her", the unknown girl said with her hands tangled around Minjeong's waist.

"Don't mind her. She's a nobody. Let's go. I cannot wait to taste you any longer", Minjeong whispered sultry to the girl's ear as one of her hands grabbed the girl's butt, squeezing them sensually.

Jimin was watching all of this from downstairs. Her eyes burning, her fist clenching, her mouth formed into an angry thin line, and her heart aches a lot. She knows exactly what Minjeong wants to do upstairs, inside the bedroom. She knows exactly that Minjeong always does this, but things are different now. That problematic girl is her wife, and Jimin couldn't help but feel the heartbreak.

After one minute of staring at that closed bedroom door, Jimin decided to go upstairs. She heard laughter, moans, whines, and clicking sounds coming from the bedroom just in one minute. Having enough, Jimin decided to open the door that Minjeong didn't even bother to lock.

The view brought more heartache to Jimin's heart.

The other girl is fully undressed while Minjeong is still fully clothed. Her head was between the girl's thigh, as the other girl's hands pulled Minjeong's head closer to her center.

Flustered and extremely angry at the same time, Jimin stormed inside the bedroom, walking towards the bed before she push Minjeong away, harshly, from sucking the girl's pussy with wild abandon just now.

"What are you doing?!", Minjeong scowled angrily towards Jimin with her eyes on fire, widen in anger.

"I'm the one who should I ask you! What are you doing?!", Jimin turned her head towards Minjeong furiously, and Minjeong could see that tears started to form at the corner of the older girl's eyes. The younger girl just scoffed her heart out, dumbfounded at the sight of Jimin almost crying for her.

"What the heck with this ugly girl? I'm gonna go home!", the unknown girl took her lingerie and clothes that Minjeong had taken off a minute ago and left the room in annoyance, leaving only Jimin and Minjeong who staring at each other intensely.

"Did you like what you saw?", Minjeong smirked between her tiny sarcastic laugh, wiping away the unknown girl's arousal on her lips with the back of her hand before she walked towards Jimin like a winner. She succeeded in torturing Jimin, and she loves it.

"You disgusting brat-", Jimin swung her hand up, trying to slap Minjeong on the cheek but stopped when Minjeong managed to hold her wrist tightly. Jimin's widened eyes met Minjeong's happy eyes as their face was just inches apart.

"It's hurt, right? You are my wife but you see me savouring another girl. Are you mad?", Minjeong keep teasing Jimin's every nerve even tho right now Jimin's tears had already fallen down from her cheek, mixed up with her angry feelings.

"It was your plan from the start...."

"Yes, you're right!", Minjeong nodded her head proudly, laughing out loud. "You challenged me with those conditions of yours, so I plan to torture you a bit just to see how you gonna react", Minjeong smiled.

"Happy...?", Jimin asked with her shaky voice. She didn't even try to hide the tears any longer.

"I'm very happy, my dear wife", Minjeong said before slowly bending over, making her face come closer to Jimin's ear before she whispered, "I'm happy to see you suffering right now", she smiled so wide right after.

Jimin pushed Minjeong hard until Minjeong fell on her bed. Minjeong just sighed in disbelief as Jimin suddenly climbed up on top of her, looking intensely at Minjeong with her teary eyes and gritted teeth.

"Now, what's your plan again, Yu Jimin? Did you forget about your silly conditions?", Minjeong asked with her devil grin.

"You suffered me enough for two days. Don't you feel satisfied already?", Jimin asked while still on top of Minjeong before the younger girl answered her. "Never", Minjeong sneered back.

"I will stick with my conditions and I will never change it", Jimin challenged her again, determined to fix the attitude of the younger girl. Despite her promising words, Minjeong just stared at her with her usual disgusted expression. "Fine. If that's what you want", Minjeong replied while rolling her eyes.

"But I will add another rule for you to follow...", Jimin continued.

"Now what-", Minjeong's word was cut off when Jimin suddenly kissed Minjeong on the lips. It's deep enough that Jimin pushed her tongue in, dancing with Minjeong's. Despite how passionately she did it, it was more out of desperation and challenge rather than love. Not wasting any chance, Minjeong held the back of Jimin's head, pulling her deeper into the kiss as she kissed her hungrily, with wild abandon. Her tongue abused Jimin's mouth further, leaving every wet trail she could do on the girl's lips.

A few seconds later, Jimin pushed herself away from Minjeong harshly, slowly catching her breath as she stared into Minjeong's eyes with a serious, determined stare.

"The rule is...", Jimin catching her breath, wiping away the wetness on her lips. "You hold yourself for my sake, I'll give you myself for you to savor me. One day for holding up, you get to taste my lips again. But, one week of you holding up, I'll let you taste my body. The longer you hold up, the bigger your reward is...", Jimin said before she pulled away, completely, from Minjeong's bed.

When she finally walks away from the bedroom, slightly ashamed of herself, but at the same time, angry, betrayed, and disappointed. Minjeong eyes followed her figure until it was finally out of her sight, with a happy smug on her face.

"Oh my god, Yu Jimin. What kind of game are you trying to play with me right now..."

*****

Jimin entered the guest room and slammed the door in anger, lying down on the bed, face down. A few sobs and cries could be heard but the sound was slow enough. Jimin didn't want to let Minjeong hear that she was crying. It's gonna be embarrassing.

Who didn't feel hurt by that? Jimin is Minjeong's wife. Her lawful wife. Yet, Minjeong treats her devilishly, even torturing Jimin mentally. Jimin wasn't sure if she could hold this any longer, Minjeong could be the death of her. But at least, Jimin was still glad that Minjeong wasn't the type of person who would hurt her physically.... for now.

After crying her heart out for a while, Jimin reached for her phone to call Ningning, in needs to talk with someone she was dear to right now. It didn't take long enough for the Chinese to pick up her phone.

"Ningning..."

"Jimin? Is there something wrong? Your voice was kinda... different. Did you just cry?", Ningning replied with a concerned tone.

"Will you fetch me up tomorrow?", Jimin asked.

"Sure, why not? Jimin, tell me. Is something wrong? Did Minjeong do something to you?", Ningning ask angrily as her voice slowly changes into an angry voice tone.

"No. She didn't hurt me physically. Don't worry, I'm fine", Jimin replied, trying to assure the younger girl. But of course, Ningning didn't buy her words.

"But, how about your feelings? You must feel hurt a lot by her usual harsh words. It's not like the whole college doesn't know how Minjeong behaves around people. She always being rude to others!", Ningning was mad. She is.

To assure the younger girl even more, a tiny laugh escaped from Jimin's lips. "You are right. It's hard for me to control her", Jimin smiled lightly.

"It's okay, Jimin! I will fetch you to our house tomorrow. At least, you didn't need to see her during classes for the whole weekday. Stay strong! You know I will always get your back. I will support you physically, and mentally!", Ningning answered in her cute voice.

"Yeah, you are right. At least I will be free for a moment", Jimin chuckled for a second before she continued her words with a light sigh. "Before the weekend comes...".

*****

The next day.

Jimin woke up before Minjeong and prepared some breakfast for her. After she's done preparing, she slowly walks towards Minjeong's room hesitantly, afraid that she might awaken the younger girl.

When Jimin opened the door, she saw Minjeong who currently sleeping soundly. 'Sleeping Minjeong' looks totally different from 'awake Minjeong'. She looks so innocent and cute if she's not awake. For a moment, Jimin stands right next to the sleeping Minjeong while staring at her face happily.

"It feels good to see you like this after a while", Jimin smiled, adoring Minjeong's beauty. "You used to be so innocent before your mom's death, Minjeong. I always wonder what makes you change drastically all of a sudden", Jimin continued as her smile started to fall.

"I will go first. See you on the weekend", Jimin tucked Minjeong's hair gently behind her ear, soft enough not to wake up the younger girl.

Jimin also helped fix Minjeong's blanket back in its place, making sure her arrogant and stubborn wife would continue to sleep peacefully. Then, she walked towards the door before she stuck a post-it note on the door before finally leaving the bedroom silently.

The door closed shut, and it only took Minjeong a few seconds to open her sleepy eyes a little bit, after pretending to be asleep just now.

Yet, her face showed no expression or emotions in between.

*****

Sure enough that Jimin wasn't there anymore, Minjeong finally got up from her bed, looking at nowhere with zero expression. She stayed like that for a minute, sitting on the bed, staring into the unknown.

Then, she opened the drawer beside her bed and took out a picture frame of her late mother. Minjeong flashed her little smile, feeling the hurt while looking at the picture for a while. Little Minjeong was smiling happily inside the frame, holding her mother's hand tightly.

A heavy sigh escaped Minjeong's breath. "Can I really change, Mom?", she asked.

Minjeong realized how much she changed from her old self. Deep inside her, she knew everything she did right now was totally wrong. To herself, and to everyone. But she doesn't know if she could be that kind of Minjeong anymore, or how to change back to her old self. She found it hard to change and continue her life in the dark all this time.

Minjeong put the picture back inside the drawer and walked towards her bedroom door, where Jimin left a note there. She took it off after reading what was written on that tiny piece of paper.

Your breakfast was ready. Make sure to eat first before going and doing anything. If you don't eat, I will kill you when I'm back this weekend. Find yourself breakfast every morning and, please, don't drink too much.

- Jimin

Minjeong sighed after reading it and headed towards the dining room, where Jimin's homemade breakfast was served. Minjeong takes her seat quietly, staring at the food right in front of her.

An egg cabbage sandwich.

A glass of milk.

"Just like mom", Minjeong sneered sadly, remembering the fact that her mom used to do this for her back then.

Before Minjeong's mom's death, her mom really admired Jimin like her own daughter. Minjeong was also extremely close with Jimin back then. They often talk and eat together. Play together, doing homework together, making lame jokes with each other. Sometimes, Minjeong's mom teaches Jimin how to cook and what food Minjeong and Mr. Kim like. So, Jimin knows what kind of breakfast Minjeong likes in the morning.

Then she took the first bite of the sandwich silently, savoring the taste and moments she had right now. It brought back the memories she had long forgotten.

"You really... just like my mother, Jimin...", Minjeong sighs.

When Minjeong quietly enjoying her breakfast, a dinging sound came from her phone brought her attention to her phone screen, flashing a notification notice on the screen. Minjeong unlocks her phone and reads the message she just received silently.

It's from a one-night hangout app she downloaded on her phone.

Unknown: Hey babe, wanna have some fun tonight?

It's not weird that this kind of notification popped on Minjeong's phone. The apps always suggest people have a one-night stand with some random people. Most of the time, Minjeong agreed. But she didn't know why that this time, she wasn't in the mood to do that. She feels kinda empty inside her. Probably because of the memory of her mother, or because of Jimin's words to her.

She closed the apps and held the app's icon.

Then, she deleted the apps right after.