Requested by gilliesgoddamn

Super sorry about the extended length of this! (MISHA IS MY WEAKNESS, I CAN'T HELP IT)
I hope you like it as much as I loved writing it! 💕😋

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1 and a half months later...

You drove around the block slowly, you were going to visit the coffee shop after years. You had already got lost once right now, you had to take a whole round and come back to this street once again.

You really didn't want today to happen but he insisted. He sounded different, lifeless actually... Just completely lifeless.

Did you care? Sure of course you did, he's still your man but after what he did you question if you should care.

You've stayed away from your husband Misha for almost two months now, from that day you walked out at comic con.

You stayed with Jensen, he was more than happy to take you under his wing. He helped you a lot, he's the reason why you're in a stable situation right now. You were such a mess for the first week.

"If he does something like that, he's not worth your attention Jasmyn," Jensen reasoned and you frowned. "But Jensen he's... he's my Mish," You said, "I can't just ignore him. I've given him everything and he's done the same for me."

"You see it's the same thinking that let's people do whatever they want and trample over the ones they love," He argues, "He'd just get away with it-"

"Oh no way am I letting him get away with!" You clarify, "I'd beat him up if I have to, emotionally torture him if I need to but he's not going to make a mistake like this ever again."

Jensen kissed your head. "Go if you're up for it otherwise I will and pass the message to him saying that you don't give a shit about him anymore," He told then walked to the kitchen.

You frowned and mumbled to yourself, "That's not true... I still love him."

A tear rolled down your cheek. Memories of that day flashed in your mind, you couldn't believe it.

You parked your car and walked to the coffee shop, your palms sweating even though the weather is cold.

You glanced around for him, he was no where to be-

There... He was by the window, one the same table you both always sat at.

You almost didn't spot him.

You gulped then walked to him, holding your hands together. He stood up when he saw you, his face lighting up immediately. You bit your lip, looking at him, feeling out of place.

You both went for a hug at the same moment, completely awkward. You pulled away and couldn't stop yourself from running your fingers through his hair. He shut his eyes, he looked like he was going to cry.

"Sporting a Jared look?" You asked flatly and he chuckled a little. His hair had grown longer and his stubble was more than normal. He didn't look that bad actual-

Jasmyn, focus... He did cheat on you, don't forget that, You told yourself.

You both took a seat, it was so uncomfortable between the two of you. It was as if you both had just met for the first time, and that you didn't have any history together at all.

You didn't like it this way... it made you feel empty.

"D-Do you want something to drink?" He asked and you glanced at the glass of lemon ice tea on his side of the table. You shook your head, "I'm fine."

He nodded his head and cleared his throat. "So... how are you doing? You look great by the way," He said, "I mean in the wellness sense... and of course you look g-good and yeah."

Misha was so nervous, you could almost see his hands jittering. You didn't like seeing him this way, he looked genuinely regretful about his actions.

You took his hands and rubbed them slowly. He was close to pulling them away because of surprise but you looked at him softly.

"Now talk about why you called me here Misha," You said and he held your hands back as well. He took in a deep breath then looked out of the window before speaking.

"I did some... extremely inappropriate and regretful things and saying that I'm sorry or spending the rest of my life making it up to you isn't going to cut it," He sulked, "I know that Jasmyn, and for all the pain I've caused you I'm just... I'm so sorry."

A tear rolled down his cheek and you widened your eyes. You quickly wiped it off with your thumb and leaned closer to him.

"Don't cry here Misha, people are going to get suspicious," You mumbled and he sat back in his seat, letting go of your hands.

He started tapping the table with his finger. "So..." He started and your furrows your eyebrows.

"So what?"

"Aren't you going to say something?"

"Why? You haven't said anything till now. I thought you'd be on your knees begging for me to give you a chance but-"

"Do you want me to do that?"

You scoffed with disbelief, "Is this a joke to you?!"

"What wait, no way! Don't take it that way, I just want us to be on the same page," Misha clarified and you crossed your arms.

"We are on the same page. You cheated on me and this meet up is your way of trying to win me back in your life," You said and forcefully smiled, "So go ahead, I'm waiting."

He clenched his jaw, "Stop acting like I don't deserve a second chance. You know well enough that I do-"

"After what you did, hmm... I need to check if I have any to give."

He shook his head, "Did Jensen tell you to treat me like this?"

You tightened your fists, "Leave Jensen out of this, this is between us alone."

"Please don't tell me you're going for the husband's best friend trick in the book now," He stated and you were so close to slapping him.

He didn't seem apologetic anymore. What's his problem?!

"Are you high or something?! Are you trying to push me away more than you already have?" You questioned and he sighed.

"Look you know that I would never in my right mind do something like that-"

"YEAH SO WHY?! Why did you cheat on me? Are you out of your freaking mind Misha? Didn't you ever give it another thought?" You said in a rush, "You always hated the guys or girls that cheated on our friends, you would talk so badly about them Misha and you did the exact same thing-"

"YOU alright?! I did it because of you!" He said loudly and you both froze, glancing around the coffee shop. A few people turned to look at you.

After a a moment you returned to your heated conversation.

"What?" You couldnt believe his reason, "How the hell can you justify that?!"

"You don't care about me anymore, let's face the fact. We had this fire before, we were a 'match made in heaven' but then it all went away. You don't give a shit about me at all, all you do is spend time doing what you choose to. What about me?" He spoke his mind while you stayed silent, "You go out every weekend with your friends, when it's time for us to spend together. I come back after shooting or any travelling and I never feel at home anymore. Seriously, I have more fun when I'm out of the house! So how do you think that's supposed to make me feel?!"

"Misha..."

He put his hand out to tell you to let him talk. You stopped attempting to say anything.

He looked to the other people in the coffee shop then leaned in closer to you. "We don't have that spark anymore. What about that hot, nasty sex like before?"

You rolled your eyes, "You did it for the sex... you're more horny than I thought."

Misha clenched his jaw then squinted his eyes with a challenging smile. "When's the last time you got laid, with anyone?" He asked and waited for the answer.

You shook your head with disappointment, "Seriously Misha? I just did last... last..."

You paused.

Shit, he has a point, Your thought, It was like almost eight months ago.

Then you remembered the moment, and he realised that you did. "It was a Saturday night, after the pot luck at my brother's place," He reminded and raised his eyebrows.

You placed your hands on your lap and looked down at the table. "Every time I'd come home from being away I'd talk to you, I'd ask you but you'd always push for later," He said and smiled through his sadness, "I missed you Jazz, I missed my Jazzy bear but you didn't give much thought to it."

Silence fell over the two of you. You were hurting so much inside you didn't bother arguing about how he could have just talked openly to you.

"I just couldn't take it anymore Jazz, I just... I had to let all the frustration out because the thought alone of losing you is disturbing enough for me," He said softly, "Now tell me that it wouldn't lead a man to do something like that."

You didn't dare to make eye contact with him, otherwise you feared you'd break down.

"I... I kept telling myself that it's just the want driving me insane, that my Jazz will come around and she'll love me again-"

"Misha stop that, I've never stopped loving you-"

He shut his eyes, ignoring your words, "That she'll love me again and we'd be happy together. It had honestly reached a point where I thought that you wouldn't care that I cheated."

Misha took in a deep breath, "If me cheating was a way to let you understand how I feel and stop us from ending completely then... I don't think I would ever take it back."

You got up from the table and walked out of the coffee shop without saying a word. He followed you while you brisk-walked to your car.

Misha grabbed your arm and pulled you to him, "Jasmyn wait! Please don't go."

"I c-cause you so much pain and I d-don't even notice that you need something and I beat you up about s-something that was m-my fault?!" You cried out, "I don't deserve to be with you M-Misha."

"Jazz-"

"N-No wait!" You pointed at him, "If I can't understand my own husband then how the hell am I s-supposed to understand everyone else?!"

You protested but he hugged you tightly. "Misha p-please stop," You pleaded, "This is hurting me more."

He helped you into the car after grabbing the keys from your purse then sat in the driver's seat.

You pulled your legs up onto the seat and leaned your head onto the window, crying. He gripped the steering wheel then sighed, "I didn't tell you all that to make you feel bad okay? I just wanted you to understand how I feel."

You nod your head slowly, "I l-love you okay?! Please don't leave me Misha, p-please."

His eyes teared up, "I did all this just so we don't leave each other. Without you I'm nothing."

You held his hand and kissed the top, then hugged it. "And at Comic Con, it just... happened alright? I actually did have a meeting and I forgot something in my room so she came up to collect it and it just happened," Misha cleared up, "It wasn't planned, though in truth I did get close to her. But she kissed me first Jazz, I should have stopped her..."

You steadied your breathing then wore your seatbelt. "Drive home," You said flatly and he looked at your with confusion.

"What why?" He inserted the key into the ignition and started the car.

"Drive home," You looked at him then smiled, "I'm going to give you a f!@#ing good time."