Tamed | Im Jaebum (mafia!au)
Jaebum entered his father’s office quiet and, if he was being honest, moved by pure curiosity. Ever since the marriage took place, talking to his strict parent was limited to polite good mornings and good nights, when they weren’t in a meeting, much to his please.
He couldn’t clearly remember the time which talking to him was easy, with no pressure or second intentions, but Jaebum knew times like these happened before, a long time ago.
Still quiet, he sat on the sofa in front of his father’s desk, watching conflict go through those eyes he knew his whole life.
“Was there a problem in the last deal, sir?” Jaebum asked, anxious to discover what bothered his, usually too calm, father. With the silence of no answer, he tried again. “Donnie said… He said we had a deal. He’s backing out now?”
Fear of disappointing his father took over Jaebum’s heart. Due to his quiet nature, the son always tried to impress the older, seeking for a little bit of attention. Even as a married adult, things don’t change easily.
“Jaebum, my son…” He tried to speak, clearly not finding words to express. Jaebum could see how torturing that was to his father.
The worst-case scenario passed through his mind. “Where’s my mom? Did something happen to her?”
“No. I just don’t know how to talk about it. Your wife… She…” He lost words again.
Jaebum thought about what could have happened. He saw you just before entering the office, you wanted to speak with him, so he just stood there, quiet again, waiting for the words that were taking too long to be spoken.
“She is having an affair with one of our trust men”.
His stomach twisted.
“I still don’t know who, but the moment we find out, I want you to take care of this problem. Can you handle that?”
Trying to keep his head clean, think about the situation, Jaebum thought of it. Could it be true?
“If you don’t know with who, how do you know it’s happening?”
“One of the maids found this in her bathroom.” His father reached something in his drawer, exposing a white stick wrapped in paper. Jaebum knew what that was.
Too shocked at the news, holding the test, the young man had trouble to keep his breathing pace.
“What are you saying?” He didn’t know how long he spaced out, but his father was still talking.
“We gotta be quick to solve it, we don’t want you raising bastards and I don’t want others to know something like this happened right bellow our nose”.
“A bastard?” His father was going too quick, while Jaebum was still focused on the pregnancy test in his hands. “I don’t understand”.
“Jaebum, she’s not Mary. Someone knocked her up. We know she’s not sleeping with you, so someone else is, considering it’s only one”.
The excitement of finding out your pregnancy disappeared the moment he heard his father’s words.
“You know we are not sleeping together.” Disgust was clear in his paused words. “What do you mean by that? Are you keeping a track on our sex lives?”
His father was shocked by his tone. Jaebum never questioned him, never raised his voice before.
“Are you stalking our marriage?”
Still shocked, Jaebum’s father took a moment to realize that was a real question. “You kept your room, she has hers. You sleep in yours, Y/N sleep in hers every night. You never visited her room, seven months of marriage now. My son, one plus one doesn’t turn three”.
“You sound so perverted.” Jaebum felt sick. “I’m not really surprised that you want to control even that if I’m being honest.” A laugh emerged from his chest, involuntary.
The older one moved back, resting his back in the leather chair. “So you’re saying it could be yours?”
The cold tone used to scare the shit out of Jaebum, but not now. There were limits. He would take a lot, be quiet and obedient, but it was tiring. He was tired of living in a house with eyes and ears every wall, spying him.
“You want to know if I’m fucking my wife? Ask me then”.
The father paused for a good twenty seconds, making Jaebum think he wouldn’t dare, but he did.
“Are you?”
He lost his cool. Everything he kept inside his chest, trying to be the good son, came out, and there were lots more inside.
“I’m leaving this house by the end of the week. I can take you criticizing me for minor mistakes, picking my clothes, hairstyle, friends I can mingle.” Jaebum thought of all those friends he had to hid the friendship because his father would see no profit in them. “You even chose me a bride and our guests for the wedding. I agreed. Accepted”.
Jaebum took a great breath, trying to calm down.
“We feel awkward here, it’s horrible. How could we get to know each other with everyone in this house watching us? Like mouses in a lab.” He waited for his father to show any emotion, but the same cold façade was there, like marble. “Do you know how shitty I felt for taking my wife to a hotel room after dinner because I can’t have sex with her at my bed?” The weird laugh was back.
“Most guys feel bad because they can’t pay a good hotel room to spicy things with their girls sometimes, but for me is the opposite. I can’t bring her home because my father will be watching everything. He needs to control every single human being around him!” Jaebum’s voice elevated, he didn’t doubt that people outside could hear him.
“Are you done?”
Jaebum spoke before words were thought. “We’re leaving the house today”.
“What?” His father showed he had emotions again that day. “I need you here”.
“Not the whole time. I’ll come back and fulfill my obligations, but I won’t live here anymore. I’ll be packing my stuff if you need me, but then, we’re leaving”.
Jaebum started walking away from the office, anger still giant in his chest, but he couldn’t make himself leave the room before spilling another truth.
“Just in case you’re still confused, yes, I’m fucking my wife, pretty good. Actually, I did it yesterday. We did eat our breakfast out like I told ya. The out was a hotel room. Guess that’s how she got pregnant”.
