Chapter 13: Love the Way You Lie - Part 1 (Jimin's POV)

(Jimin's POV)

Lisa's words send Y/N into panic mode, her wide eyes a direct reflection of the terror I know to be coursing through her veins. I'm still inside of her so I pull out of her immediately and I see her wince from the loss of contact and I can see the emptiness she feels written all over her beautiful face. "Holy shit," she exclaims as she throws her bra and panties back on. Her loose fitting dress that I had much pleasure removing from her delectable body covers her naked skin within a split second. "What do I do... what... did you know he was coming? Should I hide?" She scurries over to the bathroom, pulling her hair up into a ponytail and securing it at the back of her head as she moves. I hear her rummaging through my bathroom, looking for her bag of toiletries that is hidden deep in the back of a cabinet and then the sound of her aerosol can spraying hairspray to lay down her just fucked hair.

I pull my pants up over my body. "No, I didn't know and no you shouldn't hide. Get dressed. You're technically scheduled for a session, so we just have to play this as if everything is normal. If you hide and he figures out somehow that we had a session and that you were here that would be the worst."

"Are you nuts?" She exclaims as she sprays perfume all over herself and dashes across the room to pull her shoes on. "It smells like sex in here." Despite the fact, that we started lighting candles to mask the smell, the scent of sex still lingered in the air. Usually we had about ten minutes to air out the room, but the two to three minutes that we have until Mark is here is not enough time. I can smell her arousal everywhere... especially because the remnants of it are all over my face. I move to the bathroom and swish some mouthwash around my mouth and splash some water all over my face trying to remove the smell of her orgasm.

I'm in the process of opening a window and spraying some air freshener when an idea hits me. My assistant. "I can be in here with Lisa."

"What?" She asks, her face a mix of confusion and perhaps hurt as she senses my plan is to spin it that Lisa and I were having relations.

I button up my shirt and slide my jacket on. "I'll bring Lisa in here, if it smells like sex well..." I trail off. I run a hand through my hair and put my glasses on.

"And I'm here... what? Watching?" she asks, her eyebrows raising to her hairline as she pulls on her cardigan. God dammit, I hate those things. It's so not Y/N... and so Mark's wife. My Y/N doesn't belong buttoned up in a stuffy sweater.

"No, you'll be outside in the waiting room. You're early," I say, trying my best to run through every possible scenario in my mind as quickly as possible.

"Fine," she says, grabbing her bag and moving towards the door. I see her unlock the door, her hand on the knob when she freezes. She turns to look at me and in that moment, I know it's too late. It's showtime. She moves towards the couch, sitting in her usual spot, crossing one leg over the other one right leg over the left and smoothing her dress down. She reaches for her lipstick and swipe it across her lips, her hands shaking as she slides it back into her purse. She places her hands in her lap and looks at me, giving me a small smile and I can see she is trying hard not to cry when I sit in my usual spot across from her. I rake my eyes over her body once not sexually but protectively, feeling the tension flow out of her in waves. Relax. I mouth at her. I love you. I mouth right after and she nods when I hear the door fly open. We both turn our gazes to the source of the noise as if we're "surprised" and I see the love of my life's husband staring at us angrily.

"Mr. Tuan-" I start preparing to chastise him for his interruption when he closes the door behind him and I realize this is not good.

"Oh, so you didn't even attempt to hide?" Mark says looking at Y/N and I feel myself already getting on the defense. Don't. Fuck. With. My. Woman. Tuan.

"What?" She asks, her eyebrows furrowing, as he strides across the room and sits next to her on the couch. I see her shift uncomfortably when he sits next to her.

"Oh come now, Y/N. Let's not play games here..."

"Mr. Tuan, Mrs. L/N and I are in the middle of a session, this intrusion-" I start when he interrupts.

"Oh, it's Mrs. L/N now? That's what you call her?" He says crossing his legs, and narrowing his eyes at me and I know at this moment he knows. He's fucking with us. And he's going to enjoy it. "Not... Y/N?..." he leans forward, his hand under his chin. "Not... baby?" Y/N swallows hard and I know it's taking everything out of her not to cry. "That is what you were calling my wife when you were screwing her not ten minutes ago, right?" he says, raising an eyebrow.

"Mark, what are you-?" Y/N starts and he interrupts her again.

"Don't you dare fucking lie to me. Don't act like you have no idea what I'm talking about. Stop playing me for a fool! I'm so sick of the fucking lies Y/N," he says standing up. "What I want to know is how long?" He's getting too aggressive and he's too close to Y/N and I'm not close enough to Y/N. She doesn't answer and he yells. "HOW FUCKING LONG!?" He bellows and I see her flinch at his volume.

"That is enough" as I move to my feet in defense, an instant reaction to anyone talking to Y/N like that.

He turns to look at me and he smirks. "The Doc speaks." He gives me a sinister smile before he strolls across my room towards my bar and pours himself a large glass of scotch. "Tell me, Park. At what point did you think it was okay to fuck my wife? When did you start fucking my wife?" He crosses the room again, taking a sip of his drink before he's within arm's reach of Y/N. Get the fuck away from her, asshole. He strokes a hand over Y/N's head, running a finger down her cheek, and my fists clench. "She's soft, isn't she? Her skin feels like silk," he says. "Does her pussy still taste like-" I don't even have a chance to stop myself before I've pushed him away from the couch and away from her.

"Stop it." I growl.

"Stop what? We're all friends," he chuckles. "Hell we're like those special brothers now, right? Fucking the same woman and all."

I don't understand his angle and I have so many questions. Why isn't he yelling? Screaming? Trying to beat the shit out of me? How did he find out? What happens now? We are two weeks shy of her divorce finalizing, and everything is crashing down. I at least want to know why. "How?" I say, the one word that's as good as a confession. Y/N's eyes dart to mine, and I try to convey to her how much I love her and will protect her with my eyes.

He looks back and forth between us and he chuckles as he sees the look Y/N and I share. "It's so easy to plant a bug you know..." he smiles, reaching under the couch and finding a small audio device that's about the size of a battery. He smiles a devious smile and I see Y/N staring at him in horror. He heard us fucking, talking about the house, talking about getting married. FUCK! How long has that been there? "Finding out your father is a lawyer for the firm representing my wife got me thinking. While he informed me there wasn't anything wrong with it, Jackson thought it was odd as well. He said your body language was too... familiar. So we started talking... and Jackson, he suggested that maybe you two were closer than you let on. Jackson couldn't advise me to do this, it is inadmissible after all." He shrugs. "But I wanted to know. I needed to know, once and for all. And sure enough, one week after that bullshit post-marital session I had to sit through, just so I could plant this shit, you're in here on top of my wife." He planted it during our session, and realization dawns on me. He had knocked something off the coffee table, so he bent down to pick it up. He must have slid it under the couch then. Fuck fuck fuck. At this point, the tears have started to flow down Y/N's face and she sniffles, drawing Mark's attention back to her. He drops to his knee in front of her and puts his hand on her knee. "Oh honey, why... why are you crying? Because I see you for what you really are? Because you have to drop the good girl act? You can no longer play the victim in our divorce?"

She tries to push his hand off of her knee but he grips it harder. "Does he fuck you good, Y/N? Is that why? You went crying to our therapist because you're a horny bitch?" Again, my hands find his chest, pushing him away from Y/N.

"Fucking stop it, right now." I snarl, taking a protective stance over the woman I love who is shaking like a leaf behind me.

"And you- ballsy as hell. Fucking a married woman you counsel? Risking your practice? Your license? Your life? Was the pussy worth it? I know firsthand it isn't all that great." He snorts and I have to resist the urge to put my fist to his jaw knowing that it would only make things worse. But it doesn't stop me from grabbing him by his suit jacket and dragging him to the wall and slamming him against it.

"You are going to STOP fucking talking about her like that," I bark. "Unless you don't want to be leaving this room with all of your bones intact," I add.

"And now he threatens," he chuckles. "You're making my case so easy." I loosen my grip on him and let my hands drop, hearing the word "case."

"Mark, stop it!" I hear behind me and I feel Y/N coming closer. No Y/N, stay the fuck back. "I..." she lets out a breath. "I-" and I know she's at a loss for words as her teeth finds her bottom lip. "I'm sorry."

"You're sorry? Are you fucking kidding me? That's all you have to say for yourself?" He shakes his head. "Jin was right."

"Jin?" she asks, her eyes widening. Did Jin end up telling Mark everything? I knew he couldn't be fucking trusted. "Jin told you?" She asks and I can see her chest moving up and down rapidly and I wonder if she's on the verge of a panic attack.

His eyes- widening in a murderous rage, move from me to Y/N and he moves towards her. I see the fear in Y/N's eyes and she backs up slowly. "JIN?" He yells and before he can scream again I'm in between them.

"Calm the fuck down, Tuan," I say pushing him away.

"What the FUCK does my best friend have to do with this? He knew? HE FUCKING KNEW?" He bellows, moving around me and towering over Y/N.

"I-" she stammers. "He- just found out. I asked him not to tell you until I could... I'm- I'm sorry," she cries. "You-said... I thought he told you," she stammers, clearly unable to get her words together as she's realized that she's accidentally brought Jin into this nightmare.

"I didn't say that he told me shit about this! Jin and I have talked about this and he figured you'd react this way... that if you were cheating on me you'd still try and play the victim." He said that? Dick. What did Mark sit around talking shit about his wife? "But hold the fuck up- on top of everything, you manipulated my best friend into not telling me? What, did you play up the fact that I slept with Jennie? Convince him I didn't deserve to know as some sort of sick payback?" He begins to pace frantically. "I've known him for fucking years Y/N, and you're going to have a hand in destroying this friendship."

"NO! And funny you call him your best friend given that you did fuck his wife... which he isn't over by the way. I might have a hand in destroying this marriage, but I don't have shit to do with your friendship to Jin. That ship sailed when you fucked his wife," Y/N spits out.

"You stay the fuck out of that, Y/N. It has nothing to do with you. Who else knows? My mother? People from work? God, you had me fooled. You had everyone fooled. You're a terrible person, L/N Y/N," he says looking down on her. "You know, I never condoned hitting a woman... until now," he says and I snap. I lunge for him, not caring about my practice, my license, nothing but the woman who I feel is in danger and throw a punch straight to his jaw.

"If you EVER threaten her again, it'll be the last thing you do in this world," I grit out as I punch him again. He attempts to hit me back, but he misses and I land another blow to his cheek. "You fucking asshole," I say getting up off the ground. "You stay the fuck away from Y/N, I mean it." I didn't hit him hard enough to do much damage, just a split lip and the beginnings of a black eye. He stands up and straightens his jacket, both of us breathing like we just ran a marathon. A part of me knew it would eventually come to blows between Mark and I, but I just didn't expect it to start this way.

"How long?" He growls, his eyes as dark as night. "The fucking truth."

Y/N bites her lip, her nervousness evident. "A few months."

"What the fuck is a few?" he asks, not accepting her vague timeline.

"Two months, Mark."

"Bullshit," he snaps.

"It's not."

"You're so full of shit you know that? You act like I haven't known you ten Goddamn years. I know when you're lying, Y/N."

She swallows before she relents. "Five," she whispers, her hands finding her eyes.

He shakes his head. "You've been fucking my wife for five months?" he says looking at me. "This whole fucking time," he shakes his head.

"Mark... I never meant for you to find out this way," Y/N says, still behind me after I took my place in front of her after I got up from the floor.

"You never meant for me to find out at all. You thought you could just take my money and ride off with your boyfriend into the sunset," he says. "Did you guys plan this? Is there a plan to kill me too?" He laughs and my blood runs cold that he'll try and spin it that way. I see him playing with the audio bug and I hear a beep. "I just turned it off. I've got all I need," he smiles.

"Mark, I didn't even want anything from the divorce. I tried. You know I tried. I don't want anything from you. I told you to keep the house, keep everything. I wanted my car, my fucking luxery watch and some jewelry that had some sentimental value or ones that I bought my damn self. Don't make it seem like I wanted half of everything."

"South Korea and it's Goddamn divorce laws," he growls. "Even with this, I can't do anything to you," he says looking at Y/N before turning to me. "You on the other hand." He narrows his eyes at me. "I can bury you with this."

"No!" Y/N says and pushes me slightly to the side so she's face to face with Mark. I reach for her and she smacks my hand away. "Your issue is with me, not with him."

"It's with both of you."

"Don't take it out on Jimin," she whispers. "I'll give it all back."

He backs away from Y/N, which allows me to breathe slightly easier and begins to walk towards the window. "How many times did you fuck in this office, and I came in right after...the unknowing idiot husband?" He shakes his head. "No, I want something so much more than money. You betrayed me. Both of you did." He turns around and looks at us. "Y/N, what- you think the doc loves you? Is he going to be with you forever? How many wives do you think he's fucking? You can't be that naive that you think you're the only one- do you think you're special?"

"She is the only one." I jump in, not wanting Mark's words to start messing with Y/N's head. "I am in love with her," I say angrily. At this point, I might as well be transparent about my feelings for Y/N.

"He took advantage of you as your counselor, Y/N." Not fucking true! I didn't wield my power as her counselor over her. I... fuck!

"Mark it wasn't like that!" Y/N says and I breathe a sigh of relief that she knows I never meant to use my position as her counselor to fuck her. I was just a man that fell hard for a woman...

He snorts before turning his focus to me. "And let me guess, she loves you? Until she does the same thing to you that she's done to me? Until she gets bored with you and finds another plaything? What makes you so sure that you're the only one she's in a relationship with now? You two have weaved this web of lies and deceit... how can you even trust each other?"

"Because we love each other, Mark," Y/N steps in. "I know you're hurt, and I'm sorry," she says, the tears pouring from her eyes. "I fell in love, but our marriage was broken beyond repair before Jimin came into our lives. We were just putting Band-Aids on the problem, but they were only temporary solutions and if you were honest with yourself you would admit that. You aren't brokenhearted over this," she continues. "You're embarrassed and your ego is bruised and you don't want to pay the settlement, but you haven't loved me for a long time. This isn't about me sleeping with someone else."

He shakes his head. "You don't know shit about what I feel, Y/N. What I've learned through this whole process, is you only care about yourself. When you needed someone to get you away from Seven, I was there. When you needed a place to stay, I was that person. When you needed someone to pick up the pieces of your life and go with you to therapy and hold your hand, I was that person. And then you changed. Once you were strong enough to stand on your own, something you were never able to do before, you realized you didn't need me anymore. It's always been about you, Y/N. You're the most selfish person I've ever met in my entire life and I wish I had never met you," he growls and I can see Y/N falling apart next to me at his words. He's angry baby, don't believe it.

"How can you even say that to her? You know she doesn't have a selfish bone in her body. She stood by you longer than she should have. You treated her like shit, Mark and you know it. You lied to her about her fucking stepfather. You ignored her, neglected her, treated her like shit. The list is endless. She was strong enough to walk away because she had to be. You have nothing to do with her strength."

He looks me over and then Y/N. "Y/N, you can keep the money. All of it. I can't bring this into negotiations or submit this as testimony because of how it was obtained, so it's pointless and even if I can prove an affair took place it wouldn't matter. So you keep the money, because when I'm finished with both of you, it'll be all you have left," he says, staring out the window before turning to look at me. He starts moving towards the door before turning back to look at me. "It's funny, all this time you were sleeping with her, did you really think that if this blew up in your face she would be around after you were disbarred? Lost your practice, your license? Everything? Did you really think that a woman that you were fucking in marriage counseling was a loyal and faithful, be there with you till the end type of girl? You see what she does after she gets what she wants, don't you? She leaves," he says. "And she'll leave you too." And with those final words he slams the door behind him leaving me and his very shaken wife.

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It's been an hour and we haven't said anything. Y/N has barely looked at me, she's been staring at a spot on the floor since Mark left, the slam of the door effectively kick-starting her shock. I held her, kissed her gently, stroked her hair, nothing. I've gotten no reaction out of her in over sixty minutes and it's starting to worry me. The only words I've uttered were to Lisa when I thanked her for the food that was sitting between us on my coffee table. I finally muster up the courage to say something.

"Baby, you need to eat something," I say looking at her untouched food.

"I'm not hungry," she says, taking another sip of the dark liquid that's swirling around the tumbler I gave her.

I push her hair behind her shoulders and stare at her. She's staring straight ahead and she hasn't so much as glanced at me. "Just a few bites?"

She shakes her head slowly and although I'm not looking at her straight on I can see the blank, vacant look in her eyes. She's in shock and almost catatonic.

"Y/N," I say, grabbing her face and finally, her eyes find mine. The bright orbs I'm used to seeing are replaced by foggy, lifeless ones. "It's going to be okay."

She blinks her eyes slowly a few times before turning her head again. "I'm sorry that this happened."

"Don't apologize. We knew this risk. I knew it. It's going to be fine, we're going to be together. I know all of that shit he said isn't true... About you leaving. The thought sends a chill through me and although I don't believe it, it did stop my heart hearing Mark speak my greatest fear. I know you're in this with me."

"You shouldn't want me in this with you. You shouldn't want me at all."

Okay, Y/N clearly needs a counselor more than her boyfriend right now. "Y/N," I say,commanding her attention and she turns her head slowly.

"You're in a bit of shock. Which is normal, but you have to snap out of this. Now."

"I should go," she whispers, the tears building in her lids.

"No," I say instantly. "You aren't going anywhere." At this point she doesn't need to be anywhere but with me. There's no sense in going to Hwasa's now. There's no one left to hide from. Everything has been brought into the light.

"I'm sure you need to call your lawyer, and do damage control. I don't know... whatever you can do to minimize the damage to your reputation. It probably won't help to do that while I'm here," she says softly. Gone is the fiery, confident Y/N, and replacing her is a scared, devastated girl who believes that she's not good for me.

"I need you here. You and I are my main focus right now. Everything else can wait."

"Why?" she asks as the tears begin to fall down her cheeks. "This is going to ruin your life. I ruined someone's life," she says sadly. "And it's the person I love most in the world." Her lip trembles and it takes everything out of me not to lean forward and take the lip in between my teeth and nibble on it gently. Even when she's vulnerable, I want her. Need her.

"Say it again," I say, moving closer to her.

"What?" she asks, looking up again.

"That you love me."

She wipes her tears and I move her hands away gently so that I can do it for her. "I do love you, which is why I hate myself so much right now."

"Don't hate yourself," I growl. "You're still talking to a counselor right now. None of that in here," I say smiling at her. "We both did this. We both got ourselves into this mess and we are going to get out-together. But I need my strong Y/N. I'm nothing without her and I can't do this by myself," I say, giving her a small smile.

She gives me a small nod before she's in my arms holding me as tight as I'm holding her. "I'm in this with you." She says so quietly. "I would never leave you. I don't want you to lose anything... but if you do... I'll still be here," she says and I can't stop the smile that moves across my face.

"That's nice to hear."

"You didn't actually believe what he said."

"No," I shake my head. "Doesn't mean I liked hearing it."

"He knew what to say to get in your head. He's good at that. And I'm the only manipulative one," she says rolling her eyes and I'm happy to see glimpses of my girl coming back to life.

We sit in silence for a few moments before she buries her face in my chest. "I love you," the words come out muffled and choppy from the emotion in her voice.

"I love you too, baby, more than anything. Remember that."

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Somehow we made it to my apartment and climbed into bed, sleep claiming us almost immediately as the events of the past several hours hang over us. We clung to each other even in our sleep, and when I woke, our limbs were intertwined like ivy. I stare at Y/N, as she continues to sleep, the worry etched across her features even unconsciously. I kiss her forehead, hoping that the frown lines would soften but the harshness of the 'V' between her eyebrows doesn't lessen. I had called my father on the way home and asked him to come over later that night, and to be honest I'm not at all prepared for what he's going to say. I expect a series of 'I told you so's' and some hard truths but it's to be expected. I'm sure it's a sugar-coated glimpse of what my future looks like once the ethics board gets wind of this. Y/N shifts in my arms and clutches me tighter, wrapping her arm and leg around me and snuggling her face further into my chest. The feeling warms me that amidst this chaos she clings to me instead of the opposite. I don't think I could survive the storm heading my way without her by my side. My phone beeps signaling that I have a new email. I prepare myself for the worst but what I see shocks me instead.

From: Tuan Mark

Subject: No Subject

To: Dr.Park Jimin

Leave her and you get to keep your practice.

End of Chapter 13- Love the Way You Lie Part 1

Just gonna stand there and watch me burn

Well that's alright, because I like the way it hurts

Just gonna stand there and hear me cry

Well that's alright, because I love the way you lie

I love the way you lie

I love the way you lie

You ever love somebody so much

You can barely breathe, when you're with them, you meet

And neither one of you, even know what hit 'em

Got that warm fuzzy feeling, yeah them chills, used to get 'em

Now you're getting fucking sick, of looking at 'em

You swore you've never hit 'em, never do nothing to hurt 'em

Now you're in each other's face,

Spewing venom in your words, when you spit 'em

You push, pull each other's hair, scratch, claw, bit 'em

Throw 'em down, pin 'em, so lost in the moments, when you're in 'em

It's the rage that took over it controls you both

So they say it's best, to go your separate ways

Guess that they don't know ya 'cause today, that was yesterday

Yesterday is over, it's a different day

Sound like broken records, playin' over, but you promised her

Next time you'll show restraint

You don't get another chance

Life is no Nintendo game, but you lied again

Now you get to watch her leave

Out the window, guess that's why they call it window pane

Just gonna stand there and watch me burn

But that's alright, because I like the way it hurts

Just gonna stand there and hear me cry

But that's alright, because I love the way you lie

I love the way you lie

I love the way you lie