Unfaithful

Tangled in wrinkly, off-white sheets, MC sat up slowly and ran a hand through her mussed hair. She held the sheets against her naked chest protectively, as if he hadn't seen her this way before. Keeping her eyes low, she looked at the clothes scattered across the floor, removed from heated bodies and tossed aside haphazardly. She bit her lip as he shifted beside her, almost cringing when his arm draped over her shoulders and pulled her towards his chest.

She looked up at amber eyes, normally sparkling with mischief, and frowned. Suddenly, there was so much she wanted to say, but the words just caught in her throat, and she looked down at her hands, clutching the sheets tightly. The dim light from the lamp at his bedside caught in the diamonds of her ring that created a brilliant sparkle and she squeezed her eyes shut at the sudden tightening in her chest.

Saeyoung placed a gentle finger beneath her chin and tilted her head up to look at him. His carefree attitude had diminished, leaving behind the face of a serious man with furrowed brows and tight lips. Of course he sensed something was wrong. He had suspected it for quite some time, but he could never bring himself to ask her about it. Somehow, he knew what she would say if he did. But he couldn't ignore it forever. Leaning forward, he placed a warm kiss on the corner of her mouth and quietly asked, "Are you okay?"

Her eyes brimmed with tears, betraying any lie she may have come up with, and shook her head lightly. Part of her wanted so desperately to wrap her arms around his torso and sob into his bare chest until the broken feeling eating away at her dissipated, but the thought of drawing comfort from him when she was guilty enough only caused her more pain. "I can't do this anymore," she whispered, her voice cracking with the effort of holding back a sob.

Saeyoung's eyes softened as he searched her face, and he used the pad of his thumb to brush away a stray tear from the corner of her eye. He knew this day would come, deep down. He didn't want to believe it, but he could see her demeanor changing over the past few months. This was eating away at her, and he would be lying if he said he wasn't carrying around a fair amount of guilt too, but being with her was just so sweet, so perfect. Every kiss, every touch, every sharp breath of pure bliss that came when they were together was like nothing he had ever experienced before, and he was admittedly a selfish man for refusing to give it up, for not stopping it before it could start.

He glanced at the ring on her finger before cupping his hand over hers. "I know what you mean," he said lamely. Despite knowing this day would come sooner or later, he had refused to prepare himself for it, convincing himself that there would be another time, and another, and another.

She watched the mid-afternoon sunlight stream through the window and trail lazily over the floor. "I can't keep doing this to him, Saeyoung."

Him. The one Zen referred to as the "Trust Fund Jerk", the one that she had chosen after the RFA had nearly come crashing down around them, and the one who had built the foundation up to its former glory with added global influence. The lowly underground hacker couldn't have possibly competed with that.

"Are you really happy? Really?" The words were out of his mouth before he even knew what he was saying. He was in no position to ask her such a thing. She had everything she could ever want, he cherished her, and he was good to her. But if that were really so true, why had this started?

She dodged the question and leaned over the edge of the bed, reaching for clothes. "I'm going to tell him what's been going on," she said as she pulled her bra on quickly. "He deserves to know."

The thought of Jumin Han discovering his wife's affair, and more importantly who it was with, made Saeyoung's blood run ice cold, and he reached out a hand to grab her wrist, to stop her, convince her of all the ways her plan could go terribly, terribly wrong. But he drew back. As he watched her stand and pull on the cashmere sweater he had most certainly bought for her, he knew she was right. He did deserve to know. Keeping a secret like this from his friend was only hurting all three of them.

"All right," he agreed reluctantly. "You tell him. And then what?"

She sat down hard on the edge of his bed, making him bounce. With her back to him and the sunlight shining directly over her, she almost appeared to be a shadow. "I'm going to leave him." The strength of her confession nearly made his jaw drop and she turned her head to the side to look at him. "I can't stay with him, Saeyoung. Not after all this. Not after," she hesitated, "you."

He understood and placed his hand on her cheek, pulling her into a soft kiss.

She lingered there for a moment, reveling in his warmth. "I'm so sorry." The words brushed against his lips with the faintest of touches. "I should never have…I shouldn't have…"

"Hey, hey," he muttered, pulling back slightly to press his forehead against hers, "God Seven may not be able to change the past, but he can create a new future with proper worshipping."

The faintest of smiles touched her lips and she let out a sigh that could almost be a laugh. "A new future sounds good," she agreed. "I'm going to need one after I tell my husband I've been cheating on him."

Saeyoung immediately frowned. Of course he knew what they had been doing this whole time, but the word had never been put so starkly. Frankly, they had never put into words what they were doing, they just let it happen. It was something that had simply started, that had no label, no acknowledgment, until now. But the fact of the matter was that she was cheating on her husband with Saeyoung, and he had more or less encouraged her to do so. After all, he never tried to stop her, and she had never really made an advancement in the first place, what was happening between them had been mutual from the start.

"Jumin won't be too happy about this," he said as though this was new information. "Who knows, he may even put a hit out on me!"

She turned to face him, her expression sad, the corners of her mouth tugged down with worry. "He wouldn't do that," she said slowly, "but he will be angry. The RFA…"

"I'll drop out if I have to," Saeyoung tried to assure her. "But maybe it won't come to that. Sure, he'll be madder at me than you, but he'll get over it someday."

MC shook her head. "You can't guarantee any of that. Everything we worked for could come to an end because of this." She groaned in frustration and buried her face in her hands. "I've made a huge mistake," she murmured through the barrier of her hands.

With a sigh, Saeyoung scooted himself closer to her until he was at her side. He took her hands gently and pulled them away from her face, forcing her to meet his gaze. "Do you really regret this?" he asked, holding her gaze despite his fear of her answer.

Her eyes brimmed with tears again, and this time he let them roll down her cheeks in shining crystal droplets. They met at her chin and dropped onto his knuckles. Still, he held her gaze.

"No." Her voice broke and she squeezed her eyes shut, dropping her head to his chest. "No, I don't, and that's the worst part of it! I've been cheating on my husband and I don't feel bad about it! The only reason I even feel guilty at all is because I do have a husband and he's not you, Saeyoung!"

He let her say her piece, placing a hand on the back of her head and holding her close as she did so. He rested his chin atop her mass of coffee brown hair, taking in the sweet floral scent of her expensive shampoo. "We should have never started this," he whispered, her pained tears tearing a hole in his heart. He hated that she was so upset over this, and he hated even more that he was the reason behind it.

"No!" she cried out in protest. "I should have…I should never have…" She choked back a sob, unable to bring herself to say what they both knew she wanted to.

Unable to find a tissue, he reached down and grabbed his hoodie, using its sleeve to wipe at her tears. He kissed her damp cheek and, as much as he wanted her to stay, as much as it killed him to send her off in that state, told her she should be heading home.

She nodded in agreement, hiccupping as she took a few deep breaths to calm herself down. She got up off the bed, going to retrieve her purse from the tiny backroom with the giant television and ancient leather couch that Saeyoung called a living room while he got dressed.

At the front gate, he placed a gentle hand on her shoulder. "Where will you go after you tell him?" The question nagged at him and he needed to know before she left.

She shrugged lightly. "I doubt he'll kick me out right away. Jumin's not a bad guy. He'll give me a little time, I'm sure."

Nodding, he gave her shoulder a squeeze. "Come here when you can, okay?"

MC looked down at her feet. "That would be pretty terrible of me to run from my husband's house straight to the guy I cheated with, wouldn't it?"

"Probably," he said, cracking a light smile, "but at least you know you have somewhere to go, right?"

She chewed her lip thoughtfully for a moment. "Thank you, Saeyoung."

He smirked and cupped her check in his hand, pecking her lips. "Call me when you can."

"I will," she promised, and she forced herself to pull away, get into the car Jumin was so against her having since she could have utilized Driver Kim at any time, and drove to the penthouse. Her heart was pounding rapidly even though she knew he wouldn't be home just yet.

After greeting the security guards as usual, she stepped into the quiet home she had shared with her husband for the past year and was greeted by the welcoming purr of Elizabeth the 3rd twining through her legs. MC smiled warmly at the white ball of fluff and scooped her up into her arms. Stroking the spoiled cat behind the ears, she took a seat in one of the plush velvet chairs and waited for her husband to come home.

When I first started playing MM, Jumin was my favorite. But after playing through Seven's route, I fell head over heels in love with the guy. It's not that I don't like Jumin (he's great!), it's just that Seven is the one I ended up favoring in the end. My own change of heart got me wondering what would happen to MC if she also experienced that, so here you go! I hope you enjoyed the first chapter. I'm really excited about continuing this one.