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Don’t Blame Me | sugar daddy!jungkook one-shot au

pairing: sd!jungkook x reader genre: one-shot & yandere au

summary: You can have everything you want and need as long as you have Jeon Jungkook by your side. You were enjoying everything that Jungkook gives you and as long as you’re with him. You’re sure to yourself that you will never fail him but he was the one who failed you. Everything is fine until he gets too much.

content & warnings: sugar daddy & ceo jk, college reader, toxic & manipulative behavior, unhealthy behavior, possessive & obsessive jk, yandere, bitchy reader, jk sabotaging reader’s career. word count: 12.9K

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disclaimer: This is pure fiction and I do not condone the acts of Jeon Jungkook in the story. All events and occurrences in here are all fictional and all are part of my imagination.

a/n: to the one who requested this, I hope you’ll like it!

It happened again. You were so busy that you are starting to forget him again. Your reasons were always valid considering that you’re in your 3rd year college yet he can’t seem to accept it. He doesn’t know if he’s just overthinking but he can’t ignore the fact that something was off.

He read your message once again before he closed his phone.

Y/N: Can’t make it to dinner tonight, still have to finish my research paper. Sorry babeee

It was your third time using that excuse for you not to make it to dinner. He’s been inviting you for a week already to have dinner with him yet you always refuse and you’ve already used that excuse a lot of times. This happened before and it didn’t end well. He didn’t want it to happen again.

He rubbed his palm on his face and he brushed his fingers on his hair before he loosened up his necktie. Anxiety of fear is penetrating his body.

He doesn’t know what went wrong because he gave everything to you. Everything you want and everything you need even though you didn’t ask for it. He wanted to make sure that you’ll stay with him and you’ll never leave him yet he got the feeling that you’re falling apart once again.

He opened his phone as he looked for your location and his overthinking got worse. Your location said that you’re not in your apartment but in a cafe. His heart beats rapidly and his hands are starting to shake.

Why are you there and who’s with you?

Jungkook breathes heavily as he immediately stands up from his chair and grabs his coat beside him as he leaves his office.

The thing about you is that Jungkook couldn’t read you most of the time. He can’t predict what’s really inside the pretty head of yours and he can’t see what’s behind those smiles that you always show him. You’re always good with your words but he can’t seem to see the sincerity of it. You always made him doubt you.

You always made him feel that you can leave him anytime you want and that’s the reality that he’s avoiding to happen.

When the day you entered his life, he knew to himself that he will make sure you will never leave.

His heart was beating aggressively when he stopped at the cafe you’re in. He looked at the glass window if you’re visible but you’re not. He grabs his phone to check once again if you’re still inside and it’s clear that you are. You’re meters away from him.

He got out of his black Chevrolet corvette and when he entered the cafe, a lot of eyes were on him. People, especially women, were too stunned to see him. It wasn’t surprising the fact that he has such a good appearance which could make him stand out in the crowd. But he didn’t have time to think of how a lot of eyes were on him because his own eyes were looking around to spot you. However, the cafe was spacious and there were a lot of people. Majority of the customers were students or a group of people hanging out. The cafe was actually busy yet the surroundings were calm. It wasn't as rowdy as normal.

The lights of the cafe were bright enough to finally spot you. Your back is facing him but he already knows that it’s you. And you’re with someone. A guy that he doesn’t know.

He felt like a needle prick his heart and he can’t seem to control his emotion right now.

His eyes were glued on you as he walked towards you. You have your laptop in front of you with a coffee on the side. You haven’t noticed him and the guy that is the one facing Jungkook is the first one to notice him. When he sees him looking at you, he slowly taps your hands to get your attention.

“Y/N.” Jungkook calls you out. You remove your airpods on your right ear as you look at the person in front of you and when you see him looking at your side, you turn your head and you are surprised that Jungkook is standing in front of you.

You stand up from your seat to level him and you swallow down when you realize that he doesn’t look pleased.

“What are you doing here?” You asked him as he tilted his head and glanced at the guy sitting in front of you.

“I’m here to fetch you. Did you forget?” He responded as the side of his lips raised.

He doesn’t like the reaction that he’s seeing in you right now. You look so dense and it felt like he caught you red handed. The way your eyes move rapidly indicates that you don’t want him to be in here right now and as he realized that, he felt like his heart was crumbling.

“Didn’t you receive my message? I messaged you like an hour ago.” You picked up your phone from the table to check whether you have sent the message and before you can even open the chat box, he caught your hand.

“I did not. But I’m now here, babe. We can go now.” He forced a smile and you narrowed your eyebrow in confusion.

“Gguk I can’t—

“Please?”

He hates it. He hates it so much that you can instantly reject him in front of everyone. In front of a guy that he doesn’t even know. You never acted this way when both of you are together but right now, you act like you don’t wanna be with him and he can’t take it.

“Look, I’ll finish this up in a min—

“I’ll be the one to finish that. Please let’s go.” He cuts you off once again as he caresses both of your hands.

The longer that he’s in here, the more suffocated he gets and the moment that you decline him again, he’ll lose it.

You pressed your lips as you turned your gaze to Yuan—your research partner and after a few seconds, you sigh. You released your hands on his hold and you picked up your things.

“Finish your parts and I’ll finish mine. Send it to me asap once you’re done. I have to go.” You said to Yuan and he just nodded while his mouth hung open. You walk through Jungkook and you already know that he’s following you. He keeps on calling your name and you ignore it until you reach his car. You put your things first as you hop in and you were about to close the door when he already did it for you.

“Baby.” Is the first thing he said after a long silence between the two of you.

“A-are you… Mad?” He asked in his low and soft voice like he really sounded guilty from what he just did.

“What was that, Jungkook?” You finally spoke and annoyance is evident in your voice.

“Baby, I’m sorry. I just want us to have our dinner because we haven’t done it for weeks already.” His voice was still low and soft just like a child that was scrolled by his mom.

He doesn’t like it when you’re mad. It rarely happens but when you did, he felt like he did really something terrible for you to get this angry.

“It was our due date this week, Jungkook and we’re not yet done with our paper. We still have a lot of things to do and I don’t understand why you can’t understand it.”

He’s getting anxious with how your voice sounds. You’re so pissed and he immediately regrets the actions he just did.

You sound like you hate him now and that you regret being with him. It’s like any minute, you would open your door and leave him alone.

By just thinking about it makes him crazy.

He held your hands and placed them on his lips and you can feel his hands shaking.

“Y/N baby I’m sorry! I’ll promise that I’ll be the one to finish all your works I swear. You already knew that those things are only a piece of cake for me and I can finish that in no time I promise!” He speaks so fast and you feel his anxiousness within his shaking voice and hands.

“I acted without thinking. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you.” He added as he intertwined his fingers with yours and his lips touched the back of your hand.

He’s too scared that he has to feel you right now in order to calm his nerves because when he doesn't, you might drift away from him.

“But seriously, Jungkook. What was that?” You asked after a long silence.

The more that you call him by his name, the more anxious he gets because you don’t call him only by his name.

“When I read your message—

“I thought you didn’t read them?” He looked at you in your eyes and he bites his lips.

“I lied. I’m sorry.” He admits and you become more confused with his actions. You don’t understand what’s with him.

“Baby, I'm uneasy and I felt that something is not right and I saw your location and I saw the guy and I don’t know, I feel like my heart will explode! Babe, I can’t sit well because you’ve been declining my invites multiple times and I don’t know what’s happening and I’m overthinking things.”

Even though he talks too fast, you understand where he’s coming from. You’ve seen this before and you know the reason why this is happening.

“So you thought that I ditched you for Yuan?” You asked, trying to hide your smile.

“Who’s Yuan?” When he asked that, you immediately cracked up.

“Baby, who’s Yuan?” He asked once again.

“The guy I’m with. Jungkook, what the heck!” You can’t take it as you laugh so hard.

“Babe, why are you—

“You’re getting jealous of someone you forgot! Who’s not going to laugh at that?” You speak in between your laughs.

Your laughs continued until you realized that he doesn’t find the situation funny. Your laugh slowly fades when you see how serious he is.

“I was just kidding! Why so serious, Ggukie?” You spoke and you clung to his arm. You still find the situation funny and you tried your best not to laugh since he’s being serious.

After a few moments, he spoke.

“Did you really… Ditch me?” He asked in his low and soft voice and you instantly looked at him in horror while you shook your head.

“Of course not! Why would I do that?” You respond in defense. He looked at your eyes trying to see the sincerity of your words but he’s having a hard time finding it. He looked away as he looked down and you took a deep breath.

“Babe, look at me.” You caressed his face as you moved his head to look at you. His eyes glow in the dark and you love how pleading his eyes look.

“I understand where you’re coming from but believe me when I say that whenever I decline your invites is because I really do have to finish something. Babe, you know how I value my academics and I am aiming for a latin honor. You know that right?” You brushed your thumb off his cheek and he closed his eyes to feel your touch.

“And Yuan? He’s just a research partner and nothing else. And please, don’t be insecure because of him. He’s nothing compared to you. And I don’t like him either.” You lean forward to kiss his forehead.

“Don’t you ever think that I would ever like him because it’s a fucking insult. I have a standard, babe and he didn’t even meet the 1% of my standard.” You spoke in a demeaning tone before you pushed your back at the backrest.

It was absurd that the person that Jungkook chose to feel insecure about is that Hong Yuan guy who is a nobody. First of all, he’s the idiotic person you’ve ever met. If it was not about his idiotic self, you won’t have to be in that cafe and be with him. You have to pay attention to what he’s going to do with the paper because if you don’t, you will fail with him. You would never choose to do his part and give him all the credit that he doesn’t even deserve. And second, he’s ugly as fuck. You would never choose him over the greatest Jeon Jungkook.

You smile as you enter the fine dining restaurant where Jungkook got a reservation. You felt bad that you declined him multiple times because of your school work. You were so occupied with your academics that you made Jungkook feel neglected. But what can you do? Before you even enter into this deal with him, you clear out to yourself that your academics will still be your top priority.

The anxiousness that Jungkook had a while ago is now replaced with a smile on his face that reaches his ears. Other than his money, his smile is your favorite thing about him. If you ever feel unhappy, his smile will make it better. It’s like a contagious virus that can penetrate into your body.

“Y/N, did you remember when we went to Singapore and you saw the bag you wanted but the color isn’t gray?” Jungkook asked you while you were eating.

You pause on chewing as you recall the thing that he’s talking about.

“The LV Nano Noé bag?” You asked and you got excited when he nodded.

“Holy shit don’t tell me–

And before you even finish your sentence, he handed you a Louis Vuitton paper bag. Your jaw drops and you slowly take it from him.

It was really the Nano Noé mini bag that you wanted. It was a cruise 2023 collection and one of the bags you’re eyeing out.

You already expected that he might buy it for you but you didn’t expect that it was now since it’s a limited edition bag from that collection.

One of the things that you love to collect are luxurious bags as you believe that luxury items like bags are a great investment. Other than that, you also thought that it added elegance in you to have a bag that suits you and you are already known for always owning one.

You also love to kill your “friends” with jealousy and bitterness towards you. You find it amusing whenever they think that they can fool you whenever they are with you but the thing that they don’t know is you wrap them in the palms of your hands. It’s unfortunate that the people you call “friends” are all fake ass bitches who're always jealous of you but there are things that you’re out of control. As much as you wanted to leave them behind, your ego couldn’t stand to be alone and to be out of friends because you find it pathetic so the only thing that you can do is to endure their shitty attitude. Well, you don’t mind though since when you’re with them, you’re always the star and they are only there to justify your main-character personality because even if you turn the world upside down, you always outclass them.

“I super love the bag but it’s better if it’s the classic brown color.” Rae Ya, one of your “friends”, stated as she touched your bag that’s on the top of the table.

“Oh girl, you just proved to me how basic you can be.” You responded as you sip your coffee.

Your other friends burst out laughing with your responses towards Rae Ya and you smirk when you saw how embarrassed she got.

It was another week of meeting the girls so that they can keep up with your lavish life and to play plastic with them. The only thing that motivates you to meet them is you feel the satisfaction whenever you see how envy they can get especially with this bitch called Rae Ya. It’s fucking obvious how jealous she can be and you find it entertaining to see every reaction she makes.

“Oh how I wish to have a boyfriend like yours, Y/N.” Mitzi— one of the girls said.

“Didn’t you have Tae-moo with you? He’s rich isn’t he?” You responded and she only rolled her eyes.

“Did you forget? I already broke up with him ages ago!” of course you would forget. You don’t even give a shit about their lives and you always forget everything they talk about. You just simply don’t care, honestly.

“Oh yeah I remember. Condolence. Did you break up because he cheated?” You try to guess.

“Yeah. Fucking hate him so much.”

“But Tae-moo guy is hella rich isn’t he? If I were you, I wouldn't break up with him and just consume all his money. At least you still got a rich boyfriend with you.” You cross your arms as you lean back.

“Are you saying that because that’s how you treat your boyfriend?” Eunjae said— another friend of yours.

You were caught off guard with what she said.

“You’re not serious with Jungkook, are you?” She added.

You suddenly ask yourself; are you taking the relationship you have with him seriously?

You suddenly laugh mentally.

Your relationship with him isn’t a boyfriend-girlfriend thing but a sugar baby-daddy thing. It was hilarious that you made your friends believe that your relationship with Jungkook is a normal thing but it was otherwise. You will never admit it to them that you’re a sugar baby of a 29 year-old CEO of the Power Construction Corporation. The leading Construction Company in Seoul.

Ever since you agreed on being his sugar daddy 6 months ago, your life turned out to be what you wanted. You haven’t regretted agreeing with him. Not yet. But in the present time, it’s one of the best decisions you’ve ever made.

It’s a powerful tool to deal with your “friends” on a daily basis. You know what you want and you only grab the opportunity to make it happen.

Being a sugar baby of Jeon Jungkook is the greatest achievement that you’ve made. Better than having a scholarship in SNU because he can practically provide your education in the same university.

No one will ever think that you’re a sugar baby of his because with how perfect you and him look, everyone will believe that you’re a perfect couple for each other.

“I am serious with him. But if it happens that he cheated on me, I won’t just cry and pity myself. I will use every dollar he has before I leave him penniless.” You answered.

But he can never do that to you. He can never find someone better than you because to him, you are beyond perfection. The day he saw you in his charity gala, is the day his life now depends on you. It may be clear to you the situation you have with him but he sees you more than that. You became his world that it’s perfectly fine for him if you use him to your advantage. Anything for you. He will provide everything for you to stay with him because he may not admit it to himself, you can leave him anytime considering the situation you only have and that’s the thing that he will avoid whatever it takes.

Even if he has to give up an opportunity for his business just for you.

Jungkook may be whipped for you but he’s excellent when it comes to his work. Everyone admires his capabilities and believes in his principles. Other people, especially in the business industry, desire to become as wise and successful as he is; however, behind closed doors, no one knows that the only thing that can shake his knees is you.

“The materials that will be used in that project will be supplied by the Linyang Corp. Their materials are compatible with the construction of the project.”

Jungkook discussed with Yoona—the marketing head of the upcoming project of PCC.

“Great. But will it be better if the company that will supply this project is Trion Infrastructure?” Yoona responds as she stands up from her seat and proceeds on walking towards him. He remained in his seat as he tilted his head and narrowed his brows. Yoona leaned forward to come close to him while she placed a folder on his table.

Jungkook raised his brows before he responded. “What do you even know, Ms. Lim Yoona?”

Before Yoona can even respond, the door suddenly opens.

Jungkook’s eyes grew wide as his body froze.

You’re standing tall in between the double doors of his office. Your eyes darken and your lips were in a thin line. Behind you was Tina—his secretary. And suddenly, he was nervous.

“Sir Jeon, I’m sorry I can’t stop her. She was—

“N-no no. It’s okay.” He immediately jumps on his swivel chair and walks towards you.

“So this what it’s all about, huh?” You scoff as you glance at his secretary before you turn your head back.

“Tina, can you accompany Ms. Yoona outside?” Jungkook looked at his secretary.

“But Jungkook, we’re not yet done discussing the project?” Yoona responds in confusion.

You looked at Yoona from head to toe as you crossed your arms. She’s wearing a low-neck black sheath dress that perfectly hugs her body and the slit of her breast is insanely visible. You were also amused with her pair of silver stilettos and you already knew that she was up for something, especially the way she positioned herself in front of Jungkook.

You’ve known her ever since you met Jungkook and you’re perfectly aware how she’s madly infatuated with him.

“My bad. I didn’t mean to distract you with your ‘meeting’.” You said sarcastically and you even act the quotation mark with your two fingers.

You’re about to walk away when he suddenly pulls you inside his office and he gestures to Tina to get Yoona out of the office.

Yoona was saying a lot to Jungkook but he wasn’t listening and Tina was already leading her out of the office. Before she closed the door, she caught you looking at her and her blood raised when she saw how satisfied you looked at her.

Jungkook’s heart was pounding as he looked at you. No one’s around except the both of you and no one can see how he looked so vulnerable right now.

“I didn’t know that you would come.” Jungkook started.

You didn’t respond immediately as you checked out the books that’s on the shelf near his office table. He didn’t know what to do now that you’re not even responding. He walked towards you as he closed the space between the two of you. He placed his gentle hands on your tiny waist and he inhaled your scent from your neck. You smell so good that it’s so addicting. He should be the only one that can smell you like this and touch you like this. Just thinking that another man can do this to you makes him insane. No one can have you like this.

“What’s your meeting with her all about?” You asked as you passed your fingers out of all the books on his shelf.

“About the materials to be used with the new project, baby.” He answered in his gentle tone.

Materials huh? You utter a ‘tsk’ before you remove his arms around your waist and you push the inside of your cheeks with your tongue.

“You’re discussing constructing materials with a marketing head and not an engineer?” You asked sarcastically.

“We’re only talking about the project implementation, that's why she came to be the representative.” He responds as he sounds gentle to convince you.

You walked towards his office table and sat on his swivel chair before you looked at him.

“Do you want me to tell you something about that girl?” You speak in an orotund voice.

You place both of your hands in the arm rest and you caught a picture of you place on the top of his table. You stare at it for a second before you stretch your arms to get them. You find it amusing that the picture that he chose to frame to his office table is a picture of you in your younger years. You were smiling genuinely in the camera wearing a dress and a reading glass. You used to wear them until you decided to wear contact lenses. You suddenly miss wearing the large glasses because the last time you remember wearing them is before you graduated in your senior high.

“She likes you, Jungkook. So so much.” You added and you placed the frame back to where it was. You returned your gaze back to him and he’s still standing to where you left him looking like a little puppy who wants to be petted. “Are you aware of that?”

“Why are you saying that?” He asked.

“Because I want to know if you know.”

“No and I don’t care. You know that I don’t give a fuck, baby.” He answered.

“Really?” You raise the side of your lips. “Why?”

“Because I have you, Y/N. Why are you even asking that?”

“What do you mean by having me? We’re not even together, Mr. Jeon Jungkook. Let me remind you of that.” You intertwined your hand and rested your elbow on the table.

Your words went straight to his heart. As the seconds went by, your words were slowly sinking in him until he finally realized what you just said. He took a step back as he couldn’t believe what you just said.

But it was true, wasn't it? You weren’t really together. He doesn’t have something to hold onto you and all of it is coming to him like a massive landslide. He already treated you like the love of his life but you? You’re questioning the thing that you have with him. But there’s nothing wrong with that because you were right. You were so damn right that he wishes that you’re not.

You still know the reality of the two of you while he’s locked up in the fantasy that he owns you.

“Why don’t you try to go out with her? I’m sure that she would love that.” You rest your chin on the back of your hands while your eyes are still focused on him.

“Why are you even—

“Oh, don’t get me wrong, Jungkook. You can still keep me even if she’s with you.” You smirked.

“Stop.” He turned back and pressed his fingers on his temple.

“What? I’m just giving you an option. Besides, you seems to like the view of her breast—

“Shut the fuck up, Y/N!” You were taken aback with how his voice echoed at the four corners of the room. He’s now facing you once again and you are suddenly scared of how his eyes darkened. “I don’t fucking want her! I don’t even give a shit about her so don’t you ever push me to her!”

You weren’t able to respond. It was your first time seeing him this angry. You never see him get mad. Hell, you didn't even hear him scream once. And you know what’s crazy? You find him ten times attractive that you want to provoke him even more just to see how hot he is.

It takes a long silence before he realizes what he just did. His darkened eyes suddenly turned soft as he bites his lower lip in guilt.

“Baby, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to yell.” He spoke.

He was wrapped in fear. He immediately regrets losing his temper. He didn’t really mean it.

His fear intensifies when you suddenly stand up from your seat without breaking eye contact with him. He was holding his breath while you’re walking towards him and when you’re now standing inches away from him, you gently stroke the black tie that he’s wearing.

“It’s not good to get her hopes up if you don’t really like her, babe. I don’t like that.” You finally spoke in your low and seductive voice. “It’s better to cut her off before you can even hurt her.”

One thing that you don’t know about him is that he can do anything that you say. He always listens to what you want even though it’s not the best decision. He was blinded by his love for you that he can risk anything just for you. He’s already drowned in you and he can’t get out of it. He even welcomed the feeling of it.

He never tries to understand the reason why he’s been like this to you and the only thing he knows is to do what you want because he knows that it will make you happy. Your happiness is the only thing that matters to him.

He will do anything you want. Whatever it takes. Just for you.

“Jeon Jungkook, what did I just hear that you pull out the project that we have with the Linyang Corp? Is that true?” Namjoon, one of the directors of the company, asked after he stormed into Jungkook’s office. It was clear how his voice was steaming in anger.

“Yeah.” Jungkook answered without looking at him and continued on reading the files that he’s holding.

“For what reason?” Namjoon walked closer to him and when he reached his table, he placed both of his hands and leaned forward. Jungkook only gave him a glance before he returned his gaze down to the files.

“I made that decision last 2 weeks. Why did you ask that now?” He asked without looking at Namjoon.

“You made a decision without discussing it with us! Do you know how I found out? The company’s sales decreased significantly. You know how Linyang Corp is one of our biggest clients, Jeon.” The disappointment is evident in his voice yet Jungkook chose to still ignore him.

Namjoon’s blood rose up. He knows that Jeon Jungkook won’t decide on something that will risk the company. One thing that he knew about him was he handled the company very well yet the results of his actions contradicted what he expected from him. Namjoon is the financial director of the company, the reason why he is affected in the situation.

“I’m talking to you!” He stomped his feet as he walked aggressively to Jungkook and he pushed the backrest for Jungkook to face him. His eyes were burning with anger as he looked at Jungkook.

Jungkook is getting annoyed already. He doesn’t want to deal with him but he can’t tell him straight in his face why he pulled the project out. It will make the situation even worse.

He throws a look at Namjoon before placing down the documents that he’s reading and standing up from his seat.

“You want to know why I pulled out?” He spoke in a gruff voice as he looked at Namjoon with intensity. “Their funds were illegal and I won’t allow that my company will be at risk just because of them.” He added.

Namjoon raises his eyebrows as he scoffs.

“What are you talking about?! They have been our client for years already! It’s impossible that their funds suddenly became illegal!”

Jungkook was taken aback. It was true and his excuse was irrelevant.

He pulled out the project because of you. You wanted it didn’t you? You told him things about Lim Yoona and he believed you. It was true, wasn't it? You were right about it all. He doesn’t like Yoona after all and he doesn’t want to get her hopes up and that’s what you keep on telling him.

He doesn’t want you to misinterpret things between the both of you. He doesn’t want to do things that you don’t like. He’ll do everything just to avoid problems between the two of you. Everything he does is for you.

“Jungkook, tell me the truth. Is it really because of illegal funds? People saw you with Ms. Yoona the day before you decided to pull out the project.” Namjoon spoke again but this time, his voice calmed down.

“And what does she have to do with it?” Jungkook scrunched his eyebrows in confusion.

“She’s one of the marketing heads of Linyang Corp and everyone is thinking that you have a thing with her. I know you, Gguk. You have the tendency to mix up your work and personal life.” Namjoon exhales as he rests his hand on the backrest of the couch placed in front of Jungkook’s office table.

“Who spread that?” Jungkook clenched his jaw as he looked at Namjoon. He breathed rapidly when Namjoon didn’t answer him immediately.

“Who fucking spread that?!” Namjoon got surprised when Jungkook suddenly punched the office table in anger.

“Look how you lost your temper by just mentioning her!” Namjoon answered back.

“I don’t have a fucking thing with her!”

“Then why are you acting like you have?”

Jungkook curled his fist. rage flowed through him as he looked at Namjoon. He’s trying to control his emotions the moment Namjoon enters his office yet Namjoon is getting the best in him.

“I don’t even feel the slightest thing with her and I never will. That’s the thing that you should mark to the head of yours and the fucking people around.” He responded emphasizing every word he said.

“If it's not Yoona, then it’s probably someone. Someone that’s close to you and despised by Yoona.” Namjoon spoke—trying to provoke him.

Jungkook didn’t speak but he didn’t avoid Namjoon’s eyes.

“It’s Y/N, isn’t it?”

And when Namjoon saw how Jungkook clenched his jaw by just mentioning your name, he smirked. He looked around before he looked back at Jungkook.

“Gotcha.” He said as he placed both of his hands in his pocket.

“What the fuck do you mean? She’s out of this!” Jungkook lashed out.

“But with how I see you, she’s involved in this. The situation that you have with her is still ongoing. I know Y/N, I know you and I know Yoona so stop making me a fool out of it.”

Kim Namjoon is the financial director of PCC and a friend of Jungkook. He has known Jungkook ever since he’s still inside the tummy of his mother and he knows everything that’s going on with his life.

He’s a great friend actually. He will always take the side of his friends but when it comes to his work, he has no exemption.

“Yoona despises Y/N so much just like how Y/N also despises her. With the result of your decision, you have to eliminate one and you choose to eliminate Yoona.” Namjoon concluded with a satisfying smile.

“Can you hear yourself? You’re being absurd!” Jungkook raised his voice as he breathed rapidly.

“Oh yes, Jungkook! Yes! I can hear myself as clear as the window glass you have right now!”

Namjoon smirks as he looks at Jungkook with intensity.

“Tell me, why did you do it? Is it because Y/N tell you to do it? That Y/N doesn’t like Yoona that’s why you pull out the project?” He added.

“Get out.” Jungkook’s lips grew thin and firm as he spoke in his low voice.

“Jungkook, wake up! You’re not even together and you throw away Linyang Corp just for her?! She’s just using you and you should be aware of that!”

“I said get out!” Jungkook loses his patience as he screams. He cannot hold his emotions anymore.

“Not until you realize how fucking stupid you are! Don’t risk your company just for her! She will leave you the moment she gets bored!”

Namjoon was taken aback when Jungkook suddenly went to him and grabbed his collar. Jungkook glared at him as he grasped Namjoon’s collar firmly.

“Who are you to fucking say that? Huh? You know nothing!”

With how confident Namjoon was seconds ago, it was suddenly replaced with fear. In his whole existence, he never knew that Jungkook could be this mad. He never saw this side of him.

He never expected that he could be like this. Mad and violent.

He only knew Jungkook to be calm and serious at the same time in any situation. He can get mad but never like this.

“She will never leave me. You know nothing.” He spoke emphasizing every word before he threw Namjoon out of his office.

After the argument with Namjoon, Jungkook was anxious the whole day. He can’t focus on his work and he can't achieve anything. Namjoon’s words never leave his mind. He was trying to avoid thinking about it but he just can’t and it makes him insane because his overthinking got worse.

He’s biting his nails as he looks at the photo frame of you placed on his table. He’s been thinking of you a lot more than usual. He extends his hand as he brushes his fingers on your photo frame.

‘She’s just using you and you should be aware of that!’

‘She will leave you the moment she gets bored!’

No, you wouldn’t do that. You won’t leave him. You need him. You can’t leave him.

He pushed his hair back as he sat on the horns of his dilemma.

He grabbed his phone to dial your number and he rocked his legs back and forth while waiting for you to pick up.

But your phone’s been ringing and you won’t pick up.

He felt that something was blocking his chest to prevent him from breathing properly. The longer the phone keeps ringing the harder he can’t breathe. He wanted you to pick up because you are the only thing that he needs. He knew that the moment he hears your voice, he will be calmed.

“Baby, pick up. I need you so much.”

And with that, you picked up greeting him with your softest and sweetest voice.

“Hey, daddy. How are you?” There was a tease in your voice and just like that, he felt like a lump in his chest was removed.

“Babe! What took you so long to pick up?” He responded as he pushed his hair back and slightly pulled it.

“Hey. I was in my last class, okay? What’s up?”

Your voice is the softest and sweetest voice he has ever heard and he will never get tired of listening to it. It was the only thing that he needed to hear. You are the only thing he needed.

“How’s your last class?” He asked as he played with his bottom lips.

“The usual. Boring. Who would like to listen in a history class?” You spoke in a high tone and he immediately smiled at that.

You’re being cheeky again and he loves it. He loves everything about you.

“Baby, I miss you.” the longing in his voice is evident. He touched your photo frame once again.

“Aw. We saw each other the other day and you already missed me? Poor Ggukie.” He smiles as he imagines you pouting on the other line. “Oh babe, by the way, I’m wearing the heels you’ve bought me! I super love it! I’ll be sending a photo!”

“You do?” He can’t stop smiling and before he can utter another word, his phone chimes and he already saw the photo that you sent. “They were perfect, baby.”

“I know right! Hey, I gotta go. I’ll be hanging out with the girls.”

“Wait, Y/N!”

“Uhm?”

“Stay with me tonight.” He said as he bit his lower lips. “Let’s have dinner at home. I’ll be cooking your favorite pasta, baby.” He sounded like he was begging and he really is.

He will lose it when you decline him.

“Uhh, I’ll see.”

“Baby please. I missed you so much. I want you so bad.” He’s begging already. You may not say it directly to his face but he knows that you’re declining him. He has to beg because if he doesn't, he’ll lose it.

There’s a long silence between the two of you. He was waiting for your response while you didn’t expect that he’s pleading to you.

Actually, you don’t understand why you didn’t expect that because he’s begging you all the time. You knew that it’s a normal thing he does yet you were still confused. Maybe because he does really missed you or he wanna fuck. Either way, you have to be there for him, after all, that’s your job.

But you have to admit to yourself that you like it when Jungkook is acting like that. Whenever he begs, he acts possessive and obsessive towards you because you felt like you own him even though the situation of the both of you says otherwise. You needed him more than he needed you. You can have his wealth but not him because if the time comes that he gets bored of you, you’re now worthless. But that’s not yet happening so you should enjoy his company and his money.

“Okay, Ggukie. I’ll be there.”

Jungkook is too much but he doesn’t know that and if he ever knew, he will not admit it to himself. He doesn’t know what boundary is as long as he has you. When the day you appeared to him, he knew that you were all he needed.

You’re different from others. So different that he can’t have you like his past girlfriends. You know what you want and being in love isn’t part of it therefore, he offers you something that you would like and at the same time, he will benefit from it.

But that’s not what he wanted from the start. He can give you anything you like, anything you need. Everything. He can give you the world that you wanted even though you didn’t ask for it. You don’t have to be his sugar baby because he can give you the world without asking in return. You just have to be present to him and that’s it.

He loves you so much.

That night, you come home to him. You may be late but it doesn’t matter. What matters is you’re now with him. That’s all he needs.

But he still can’t stop thinking about what Namjoon has said earlier. His words were coming back to his head and it’s killing him.

He was bothered by the thought that Namjoon was right. He can’t admit it to himself because he was scared that it was the reality of you and him.

You have nothing to hold onto because you weren’t committed to him. He will go insane the moment you decide to stop everything with what you have between the both of you.

He was at the comfort of his bed while you were beside him. You’re already asleep but he’s wide awake as he stares at your stunning face. You were so beautiful that it scares him. What if other men can have you like this? Touch you like this? There are a lot of possibilities and it terrifies him because he doesn’t own you. You’re so young and beautiful. He wanted to own you so bad.

He caressed your cheek as you were in your deep sleep. It was so soft and smooth. So Beautiful as ever.

“I want you to be mine, baby. So bad.” He whispered.

He brushes his fingers down to your neck, to your shoulders until it reaches your palms. He slowly lifts your palms and kisses the back of it.

“You will never leave me, right? You will stay by my side, right? You have no idea how I love you so much baby. I can die for you.” He slowly places the back of your hand to his cheeks and pecks it. He smiles because you didn’t even move an inch with his touch. You were obviously in your deep sleep.

This is the only thing he needs. You, beside him in the comfort of the bed.

He slowly placed a peck on your forehead before he lowered down his body and wrapped his arms to your waist and decided to close his eyes.

He was suddenly awakened in his sleep and when he tries to feel your body, he can’t feel anything.

His eyes grew wide as he suddenly felt a shortness in his breath when he didn’t see your body beside him. He’s trembling when he gets up.

“Y/N!”

He was screaming your name in fear. He ran towards the comfort room to check and he got more panicked when he didn’t see you.

‘She will leave you the moment she gets bored!’

Namjoon’s words repeated in his head.

Baby, did you leave me now? Did you get tired of me already? You can’t leave me alone!

He immediately got out of the bedroom and when he found you in front of him while holding a glass of water, he was immediately all over you.

“Jungkook, what’s wrong? I got scared by your scream!” You said as you tried to calm him down.

“You weren’t beside me, baby!” He said as he suddenly sobs.

“Wait wait. What happened?” You were trying to let go to see his face but he squeezed himself even more to you.

“I got scared when I didn’t see you beside me. I thought you left me in my sleep, baby.” He said as he buried his face into your neck.

“Why would I leave you? I just got thirsty so I got up to get a glass of water.” You respond in your soft voice. This time, Jungkook loosened his hug and he allowed you to face him.

You were weakened when you saw how fragile Jungkook looked. His eyes were watery while his face and lips were pale. He grabs your hand and places it on his cheeks.

“Y/N, please don’t leave me. I’m scared to be left alone by you. I don’t know what to do if you decided to leave me, baby. I’ll go insane.” He said as he hugged you again.

—

One thing you love to do is to not give a fuck of what others will say. That’s the fact that you always mark it in your head. You always remember to enjoy your life to the fullest even if there are circumstances that hinder it. For you to be able to do all those things, you always need a lot of money so you have Jeon Jungkook.

Having him is always the best because with him, you do and get all the things you want. Travel, shopping, name it. He can provide it to you in a snap of a finger.

And now, you are with him in Italy as he does his business trip while you enjoy shopping. His money was limitless and you were always amazed by how he did it.

There are other things that you like about him other than his money. It’s given that he has the looks. He’s so damn handsome that sometimes, you cannot believe that you have him. He gives you everything you want and he treats you right. So right that sometimes, you tend to believe that you’re not just a regular sugar baby of his. He’s too good to be true.

Of course there are things about him that are unusual for someone like him. You feel like he’s dependent on you, like he can’t function well if he doesn't see you for a day. He gets jealous easily and tends to be obsessive towards you. The fun part is, you seem to like it.

You don’t really mind his actions towards you but this time, you notice that it’s too much.

“You went out wearing that?” His eyebrows were narrowed as he pointed out your outfit. You were back at the hotel you stayed in with him and you were surprised that he’s back as well.

“Yeah. And?” You respond as you shrug while the paper bags are still in your hand. You walk towards the bed as you place the paper bags beside it and remove your heels.

“Your breast is literally sticking out! And you show too much skin!” You rolled your eyes at his explanation as you sat down on the side of the bed.

“Jungkook, this is what I wear on a daily basis and you just noticed it now? What the hell?”

“Yes but you are alone without any bodyguards. What if there are men out there who disrespect you?! Harassed you?! Baby, we’re in another country and you’re alone.” He walked back and forth as he pushed back his hair aggressively.

“What do you think of me? Weak? You know damn well that I can fight back!” You answered back.

One of the things that you hate the most is when people think that you can’t handle yourself. You may be young but you are smart and strong enough to handle things. Yes, you are young but you are independent and you know how to control a situation that you’re in.

“I know! But you are alone! There are things that can happen. Just please don’t wear clothes like that.” He rubs his temple as he looks at you with his pleading eyes.

You raise your left eyebrow as you glare at him. His words get on your nerves. You walk towards him while you keep your eye contact with him and when you’re now in front of him, you speak.

“I will wear what I want and I won’t adjust for others.” You said emphasizing every word.

“I know that you’re strong and you can fight back but that’s not always the situation, Y/N. I don’t want to risk it.” He slowly gets your hand for him to hold.

“Don’t worry, Gguk. I can handle myself.” You pull your hands in his hold and you turn your back but before you can even walk out, he caresses both of your shoulders and rests his head on your neck.

“Please tell me that you won’t wear that kind of clothes again when you’re not with me.” He begs in his gentle and low voice.

“I can handle myself even without you. You don’t have to worry.” You remove his hands on your shoulder and walk away but before you can even take a step, he suddenly hugs you from your back.

“N-no no. Just please tell me, baby please. I don’t want others to look at the way I look at you.” He hugs you tightly and you can feel his lips from your neck.

He sounds like a child that’s begging. Your heartbeat increased rapidly.

“I can’t stand the thought that other men can see the things I see in you, babe. I just can’t.”

You slowly understand where he’s coming from. He’s possessing you again. He wasn’t like this before. He let you wear whatever you want and now, you don’t understand what got into him and you’re not liking it.

“Just imagining it makes me want to kill them.” He adds as he slowly brushes his lips on your nape.

—

It’s almost a year since your situation with Jungkook happened and everything is fine. You wanted to believe that everything is fine but it’s far from that. You were trying to ignore the red flags that he’s showing you but it’s getting too much already. He’s too much.

You’re with him in his penthouse while drinking a glass of champagne. You weren’t fond of wine but you learned how to appreciate them when you met him. Moscato is your favorite out of all the wines you’ve tasted. With its unique bouquet of floral sweet aroma, you would love to consume multiple glasses of it.

You’re swirling your wine glass as you observe the bubbles inside while Jungkook is in front of you. You’re resting your back at the gigantic window of his penthouse while he stands meters away from you.

“I’ve thought about this a lot of times, Y/N. Why don’t you live with me?” You didn’t expect what he just said and you were waiting for him to say that it’s a joke but he was dead serious while he looked at you.

“What? Why?” You asked and you prevent yourself from raising your left eyebrow.

He walked towards you and held your left hand before he spoke.

“There are a lot of reasons but the top of them all is your life would be better if you lived with me.” He looked at you like your answer will change his life. You are hesitating to respond and you keep on staring at both of his eyes. You’re anxious about his reaction with whatever you’re going to answer but you don’t want to get his hopes up. And with that, you take a deep breath before you answer.

“I don’t need to live with you to have a better life. I’m fine with living on my own, Jungkook.” You answer in a low and soft voice afraid to offend him.

But he’s getting persistent. He squeezed your hand before he kissed it.

“Baby, you don’t have to pay your rent if you live with me and it’s better that you have someone with you.” He spoke, still convincing you.

“My mom’s paying my rent and bills, Gguk and my university is near my apartment. It’s–

“I’ll drive and fetch you. It’s just 20 minutes away from here. It won’t take much time.” He cut you off. He’s getting desperate and it shows in his big and doe eyes.

You don’t understand why he suddenly wants you to live with him. You’re not in a relationship with him to begin with. His actions and decisions are getting out of hand and he’s starting to scare you. Both of you discussed the boundary between the two of you before you even agreed with this but now, he seems to forget everything about it.

You know what you want and you don’t want to have a serious relationship with anyone even with him and most especially, you don’t want to live with him.

That’s totally fucked up.

You remove your hand to his hold and you step away to take a deep breath. “Jungkook, that’s unnecessary. I’m fine and I can handle myself.” You responded before you looked at him and sipped your wine.

“Babe, I’m thinking about your safety–

You cut him off.

“Jungkook, I’ve said I’m fine.” You can’t help but to have a strong tone of voice. He’s getting persistent and you’re not liking it.

He was taken aback with your response. He didn’t move an inch and after his long silence, he finally spoke.

“Don’t you want to live here?” He asked like he’s guilt-tripping you.

The thing about you is, you can easily distinguish the people who're trying to manipulate you and you don’t like that.

You slowly walked towards him without breaking an eye-contact and when you’re now in front of him, you take a sip of your wine before you speak.

“I don’t. I can live on my own, Jungkook.” You said emphasizing every word.

Jungkook is slowly losing his mind and his own thoughts are consuming him alive.

Anxiety of fear is filling him because he knows for sure that you’re slowly slipping away from his hands. With the way you think and the actions you’ve made, he knows that there is something wrong with you. He’s getting scared by the thought that maybe one day, he’ll wake up and you’re already gone.

He knows that he doesn’t have the right to keep you and that scares him the most because you can leave him without a notice.

He doesn’t know what to do anymore and the only thing he knows is that he wants to keep you for him even though he knows that you will hate him for that.

But that’s okay as long as you’re with him. He can endure anything for you.

Just when he thinks that everything is already messed up, you’ve told him something that he never expected.

You’re leaving.

“I got accepted to the internship I applied to in Switzerland!” You said with enthusiasm as you jumped in your excitement. You’re giggling and you can’t stop yourself from smiling.

You were so occupied in your celebration that you didn’t notice Jungkook sitting in his swivel chair of his office looking like the world fell into him. He can’t speak and he can’t even think of saying something.

“I can’t imagine that I’ll be working in the most luxurious hotel for 5 months! I can't wait!” You add and you sit on the couch as you take a deep breath. You look at him and you tilt your head when he doesn’t say anything. “Why aren’t you saying anything?” You asked.

“I didn’t know that you continued to submit an application?” Jungkook responded with an answer.

You narrowed your eyebrow in confusion. “Huh? I did. You even motivate me to apply. Duh.”

It was true, though. During the time that you’re planning to apply for an internship months ago, he was the one that pushed you to go.

“You’re… Going?” He bites the inside of his lower lips.

“Of course! Why would I not go? That’s literally a good opportunity.”

You’ve been dreaming of having your internship in another country as it will be a great record for you once you’ve graduated college. You’ve been establishing your future ever-since because you wanted to have a bright future ahead of you.

All your life, you’ve been living in a life where you don’t have the means to enjoy it because you weren’t born in a wealthy family. You may enjoy your life right now because you have him but you wanted to taste a success that you’re the one who made.

You have your dreams and you will do anything in order to achieve it.

“You’re… You’re away for 5 months?” Jungkook slowly stands up from his seat as he walks towards where you are.

“Yeah, Gguk.” You answered and you rested your elbow on the top of the backrest of the couch as you looked at him.

“But isn’t it too long for you to be away?” He sat beside you.

“That’s just 5 months. It’s not that long, honestly.”

“Why don’t you have your internship here, baby? There are also five-star hotels here?”

Here he goes again. He’s opposing what you want again and you’re already getting tired of it.

“I know but that’s literally Switzerland, Jungkook. That’s a big opportunity.” You stand up and cross your arms as you look at him.

“Won't you have a hard time there? You’re far away and you have to live for yourself.”

He doesn’t want you to leave the country, to leave him. Even if it only takes months. He doesn’t want you to be away even for a week. He doesn’t want it.

“I’ve been living on my own for years already, Jungkook. Being away and having an internship in Switzerland is just a piece of cake for me.” You answered.

“Y/N, that’s not a piece of cake. That's a thousand miles away and Switzerland is different from here.” You rolled your eyes. He’s starting to annoy you once again.

“Jungkook, I’m literally 22 years old. I can handle myself like I always did.” You said, stating a fact. You then walk towards him and sit next to him before you lightly brush your fingers to his side hair.

“You sound like you don’t want me to go because you’re gonna miss me.” You said as you smirk.

“Baby, that’s not just it—

You cut him off, once again. “I get it. You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone.” You place your arm on the top of his shoulder and face him as you slowly play with his right ear.

“You can pay me a visit if you want. You got the money and resources, daddy.” Your smirk didn't disappear as you kept brushing his hair.

“Y/N, I’m serious. Switzerland is far away. I can offer you more than that. I can speak with luxurious hotel owners here in Seoul and give you an offer. I can even give you a bigger opportunity—

“Jungkook, stop.” You cut him off with your stone voice and after a few seconds of silence, you distance yourself from him before you stand up.

“Nothing is bigger than an offer in Switzerland. I know that you can provide me with everything but I don’t want you to interfere with my future.” You spoke in a somber tone.

“I know that you’re concerned but you have nothing to do with this. If you ever interfere with my plans, then I’ll be forced to stop whatever we have.” You added before you walked towards the door and opened it. You turned your head to give him a last glance.

“I’ll go now.” And with that, you step out of his office and you leave him dumbfounded.

His chest tightens and he tries to breath heavily but he still feels suffocated. His mouth runs dry and he starts to sweat buckets. He wanted you back but he can’t move his body to run after you.

You’re going to leave him and you’re already sure of that. He doesn’t know what to do anymore because you’re already unstoppable.

He doesn’t understand you because he’s willing to give you everything he has just for you to stay but you can’t do it for him. You are leaving him and you plan it like it’s the most natural thing to do.

You can’t leave him. Not in this state. He’s already so sure of you and he’s determined to ask you one day to be his but he hasn't done it yet and you are already planning to leave him. From the day he first saw you, he knew that you’re something else and he’s determined to find out everything about you. His time is important to him but he can waste it for you. He can drop everything just for you.

He already established everything for you and he opted to continue it that way. He can provide you with anything and you can get and do everything you want except for leaving him. He loves you so much that he can’t allow you to slip away.

Everything that you want, you get and Jungkook is making sure of that but this time, he can’t grant it for you because he can’t fucking take it if you are going to leave him.

He knew how important your future is to you. You always tell him about your plans and before the thing with the both of you happened, you’ve already made it clear to him that everything that you’re doing is for your future. Maybe one reason why he’s so crazy over you is because you know what you want and you know how to reach them. You’re so certain with your plans and you will do everything for it.

The thing that you don’t know is that you can establish your plans in a snap of a finger. You can reach your dreams without doing anything as long as you’re with him. He can do everything for you and just like what he said, anything for you.

You don’t have to go to another country and exhaust yourself for the dreams that you want to reach. He can provide it to you just like how he provides you the basic things you need. You don’t have to suffer because you have him.

And do you think that he will let you suffer in another country? Do you think that he wants to see you being consumed? You’re too precious that he can’t allow you to do all those things. He treats you like a princess and he won’t allow you to just be a servant in another country. He knows your worth but he doesn’t know why you don’t.

You are again in his office. Beautiful as ever. Stunning as always. But the difference is, you don’t wear your smile that captivates him the most. The smile that will spin his head round and round. Instead, you were stiff and your eyes looked like it was aiming for its target. You look so serious. Almost mad. You weren’t like that.

But he didn’t overthink it.

“The company where I applied for my internship pulled me out.” You’re standing in front of him as you said in your stern voice. “They said, my profile was mixed up with the profile of the people who’s qualified.” You added.

“So you’re saying that you’re not qualified?” Jungkook asked you while he’s still seated in his swivel chair.

“I don’t know. They just called me this morning.” You said as your voice is getting suspicious.

“I’m sorry to hear that—

“But they said something. They offered me an internship but it was only in the Four Season Hotel.”

“Then it’s a good opportunity as well, babe. That’s one of the top luxurious hotels in Seoul. Don’t you know?” Jungkook is starting to understand why you came. He stood up and took a step in front of you.

“But the thing is, how come that my profile will be mixed with the others if I am not qualified? And it was sudden now that my flight is next week. That’s so impossible.” You said as you were trying to prove a point.

Jungkook brushes his thumb on your cheek and if it was the most normal day for you, you would like his touch. However, it wasn’t.

“Baby, that’s possible especially since there are a lot of applicants. You're not just the only one who applied.” He sounds so gentle but you caught the sarcasm in it.

You step away from him and you cross your arms.

“That’s so fucked up, Gguk. I already have my tickets and everything is already planned. The only thing that I have to do is wait until next week comes so I can go.” Your tone is rising and you’re starting to get annoyed.

“Everything is so skeptical, like something is wrong. It was obvious.” You said incredulously and you continued to look him in the eyes.

“So you know what I did? I did my research, Jungkook. Everything that I have to know. And you know what I found? JCC is one of the investors in Bürgenstock Hotel, Gguk. The hotel where I am going to work.” You walk slowly towards him as you still keep your composure.

“What’s your point?” He asked as he leaned his buttocks on the front of his office table and crossed his arms.

“Do you have something to do with it?” You asked straight to his face.

When Jungkook used his power to pull you out in that internship, he already knew that you’re going to confront him with it but he didn’t know that you'd blatantly ask about it.

“What do you mean?” He asks, pretending to be clueless about it.

You curled your lips before you spoke. “I am going to ask you again, do you have something to do as the reason why Bürgenstock pulled me out?” You asked as you emphasized every word.

“Babe, why would I do that? I’m not going to do that to you!” He was about to caress your cheek but you moved your face away.

“Jungkook, tell me the truth.” You haven’t raised your voice but it’s evident that you’re starting to get furious.

“Baby? Why are you blaming me?” You scoff at how he plays the victim card.

“Because that’s how I see it! You’re basically an investor in Bürgenstock and you are capable of doing that knowing that it’s obvious that you don't want me to go!” you Indignantly said, unable to control your emotion.

“That’s ridiculous, Y/N! I am not going to ruin your plans—

“Then why did they pull me out? Huh?!”

He can’t tell you the truth because you will despise him. He knows how important your internship is to you but he can still provide it to you. He can give you a better life and opportunity and the only thing you will do is to stay with him.

“Maybe because you’re not competent enough, Y/N.”

He was stupid for not preparing an excuse for you. He was so occupied with planning how you’re going to not leave him that he forgot to even think on what to say when you confronted him. He thought that you won’t give it a big deal but when you suddenly got stunned to speak, he instantly regretted what he just said.

“Y/N, what I meant is—

“The last person who I expect that to say is you.” You said resentfully as you cut him off. You turned your back at him and started to walk away.

“Baby, wait! That’s not what I meant! Where are you going?” Jungkook rushed to get your hand but before he could even hold your wrist, you pulled it out.

“I’m done with you.” You glared at him before you walked away once again but he pulled you in your wrist.

“Y/N, I swear, I didn’t do anything! Believe me! I won’t do anything to hurt you, babe. I swear.” Jungkook raised your wrist as he kissed the back of your hand trying to convince you.

But you’re incredulous. You’re in this game for years already and you know to yourself that everything happens for a reason. You’re sure of it.

“You blatantly lied straight to my fucking face, Jungkook! You know how I value my passion and you fucking ruined it!” You said as anger flooded his veins.

“Please believe me because I didn’t do it! Where are you going?! Y/N, please!”

Everything is happening all at once and Jungkook is starting to get anxious about what's happening. He panics even more when he sees that you’re about to leave. He didn’t expect this. He didn’t expect the reaction that you made and most importantly, he didn’t expect that it’s easy for you to just leave him just like that by just saying that you’re done.

You faced him once again. “You know what I hate the most? Liars. I hate liars, Jeon Jungkook. So much.” You said emphasizing every word with disgust.

His lips twitched as his jaw trembled in fear. It was like an ice cold water splash onto him.

“Y/N baby, Don’t leave! Let me explain!” He pulled your palms once again and you gave him a look. Like you just caught him.

“So you did it, didn’t you?”

“I’m just thinking about your safety! I fucking swear! I did it to protect you!” He speaks so fast without even thinking—afraid of you leaving him.

“So you really did it.” You stated and that’s how he realized that he just spit to you the truth of his wrongdoings.

“Y/N, let me—

And before he can even finish his sentence, your palms meet his face. You slapped him so hard and he didn’t immediately recover.

“Who are you to do that?! Huh?! Who the fuck are you?!” You breathe heavily as you tremble with rage.

“Y/N, let me speak.” He responded in a low voice but he received another slap from you.

“Who are you to sabotage my plans?! You don’t have the right, Jungkook! You don’t!” You screamed in anger. Your hands are shaking and you didn’t notice that a tear escaped your eyes already. It was messed up.

“Baby, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean any harm—

“Oh shut the fuck up, Jeon Jungkook! What?! You only did it to protect me? Did I even ask you to do that in the first place, huh?! I don’t fucking need your protection! Fuck you!”

The only reason why you chose to live is because of money and your dreams. You may be a mess as an individual but you have a dream just like an ordinary person. It was the only thing that you hold onto and yet, he ruined it. The least person you expect it to do is him and you can’t even put into words how disappointed you are. It was beyond fucked up.

“You know how I value my dreams, Jungkook. It was the only thing that I held into.”

You tighten your throat as you take a short breath. A great sob escaped you as you covered your face with shaking hands. A pang of guilt immediately rushed to him. He never saw you cry in eleven months that he met you. You’re always confident and strong like no one can ever hurt you. But unfortunately, he was the one who put tears in your eyes.

He slowly walked towards you and was about to hug you but you immediately pushed him back. His heart crumbled when you pushed him but he was the one to blame.

“Don’t you fucking touch me!”

“Y/N, Four Seasons hotel isn’t bad. It’s a better option—

“Better? Are you seriously fucking kidding me?! Not because you used your fucking power to sabotage me by letting me in that god forsaken hotel doesn’t mean it’s a fucking better option! And even if you offer me the best opportunity, I will not give you the right to do so because who are you?!” You said as you harshly pointed out an index finger to his face.

“And not because you’re qualified for your Switzerland internship doesn’t mean your life will go any better! Y/N, I am giving you a life where you don’t have to experience hardship!” He argues without knowing that he is just fueling the fire.

“I don’t fucking need your help! Stop making the things you did to me as an excuse to ruin me! And also, not because you’re giving me everything doesn’t mean you have the right to control my life! You don’t have the audacity!”

“And what? You will suffer there and expect that after you suffer, you will eventually succeed?! Y/N, I am making your life easier! Why don’t you understand that?!”

His words made you stunned to speak. You didn’t know what to say nor to act because you’re speechless. He was beyond fucked up and you never imagine that he is like this. You never imagine that he can be this messed up. You just couldn’t believe it.

You threw him with a disgusting stare before you spoke. “You’re unbelievable. You did great on disappointing me, Jungkook. I don’t even know you anymore.” You said and disappointment is evident in you. “Or do I even know you?” You added.

“Y/N.”

“You don’t have the right to look down on me just because you have everything. And do you know what’s wrong with you? You’ve been fed with a silver spoon all your life that you don’t even know what the reality of life is.” You said aggrievedly and you gave him a hostile glare.

“I don’t fucking want to see you again.” You finally said before you turned around to leave the room but before you even got to hold the doorknob, he caught your hand.

“You’re not going to leave.” he demanded in his baritone voice.

“You don’t have the right to tell me what to do so put your hands off me.” You glared before you pulled your hand in him but you were surprised when he suddenly hugged you so tight that you could hear his heartbeat.

His heart thundered in his chest as he started to shake. He was suddenly panicking and he himself couldn’t even control his emotions.

His nightmare came to get him and he is scared.

He’s losing you already.

“Y/N, no no no. Please, you can’t leave me, baby.” A tear suddenly raced down to his cheeks and he’s already losing his mind. He pulled you for an embrace but you immediately pushed him away.

“Fuck off!” Is the last thing before you leave the room.

He was blinded by love for you that it was already consuming the both of you. He loves you so much that he can’t allow himself to let you leave him even for your own dreams. You’re like the air that he breathes and without you, he will die.

He was blinded by love for you that he didn’t notice that he was also the one who made you leave him.

You made him like this. Your love for him made him the person he is and you can’t blame him for loving you too much that it already suffocates you.

You can’t blame him.

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Namjoon, Father In Law and Husband

Summary: Y/n had sex with her father in law Namjoon and Jungkook caught them and ended up in a threesome

Pairing: Namjoon x Reader, Jungkook x Reader

Rating: 18+

Genre: Smut

WC: 9.380

Warning: daddy kink, kissing, swearing, y/n is on the pill, oral ( m&f receiving), nipple play, hand job, blow job, fingering, spanking, choking, hair pulling, doggy style, grinding, anal sex, protective sex, double penetration

FRIDAY

~ Y/n's POV ~

I am here with my husband Jungkook on our way to the Airbnb that we are going to stay with his parents for the weekend.

Jungkook and I are newlyweds, we got married 2 months ago, it is going great, I am so in love with this man, he treats me so good. I'm so blessed to have him in my life.

Jungkook intertwined our fingers, bring our hands up, kissed the back of my hand, bring our hands down, and rest it on his thigh. When the red light came on, he stopped the car, looked at me, leaned in, kissed my lips, I kissed him back, he deepened the kiss, pulled away, looked at the road, and drove off when the light turned green.

We arrived at the Airbnb, I looked out of the window in awe when I saw the house, it is so beautiful, Jungkook and I stepped out of the car, walked over to the trunk, and we grabbed our suitcases.

Walked over to the front door, Jungkook rang the doorbell, the door opened, my Mother in law opened the door, smiled at us and said " Hey you two. "

Jungkook smiled and said " Hey Eomma. "

I smiled and said " Hi Sieomeoni. " ( Mother In Law )

" Come in. "

We walked inside the house, she closed the door behind us, looked at us and said " Let me show you where you two going to be staying. "

We nod our heads, followed her down the hallway, she opened the door, looked at us and said " This is your room, I'll let you two get settled in. * Looked at Jungkook * Your Appa and I are going to be in the kitchen. "

" Okay. "

Sieomeoni walked away, Jungkook and I walked inside the room, he closed the door, I looked around and said " The room looks so beautiful. "

I walked over to the window, looked at the view said " What a beautiful view, * Looked at Jungkook * Yeobo, come look. "

Jungkook walked over to me, stand behind me, wrapped his arms around my waist, kissed my cheek, we looked at the view, and he said " The view is beautiful. "

I smiled and said " Yes, it is. "

He kissed my temple and said " Let's get settled in. "

" Alright. "

He unwrapped his arms away from my waist, we got ourselves settled in, walked out of the room to the hallway, heard voices and we walked over to the kitchen.

Sieomeoni looked at us and said " There you two are. "

My Father in law Namjoon looked at us and said " Hey you two. "

" Hey Appa. " Jungkook said.

" Hi Siabeoji. " I said. ( Father in law )

Sieomeoni looked at me and said " Y/n, how many times do we have to tell you to call us by our names? We are family. "

I nod my head and said " Sorry Min-Jun. "

" That's okay Y/n. " Namjoon said and smiled at me.

I gotta admit, Namjoon is a very attractive man. One of the most attractive man I've ever seen besides my husband. I know he's Jungkook's Dad but it won't hurt to just look, right?

We are here eating dinner, I looked at Min-Jun and said " The food is really good Min-Jun. "

She smiled at me and said " Thank you Y/n. "

I am sitting next to Namjoon while Jungkook is sitting next to his Mom across from us, Namjoon's spoon fell off the table, and said " Oops. "

He got down to get the spoon, I ate my food, froze when I felt Namjoon caressing my leg to my thigh, I swallowed my food, he gently squeezed my thigh, and sat up with the spoon.

" I'll get a new spoon. " Namjoon said and got up.

~ Namjoon's POV ~

I walked over to the kitchen, put the spoon in the sink, got a new spoon, turned around and looked at Y/n, she looked at me, when she noticed that I'm looking at her, she quickly looked away and drank her water.

I gotta admit she is very good looking. Ever since Jungkook introduced us to her, I've been noticing that she's been checking me out. To be honest with you, I don't mind at all. I kinda liked it.

My son is a lucky man.

I walked over to the table, sat down next to her, Jungkook and my wife are having a conversation, I rest my hand on her thigh, gently rake my nails, and squeezed her thigh. I looked at her, she bite her bottom lip so I said " Are you okay Y/n? "

She looked at me, nod her head and said " Yes, I'm okay. "

~ Y/n's POV ~

What is he doing?! His wife and my husband is front of us, this is so wrong.

He rubbed circles on my thigh with his thumb, goosebumps rising, I cleared my throat, looked at Min-Jun and said " Excuse me, where's the bathroom? "

She told me the where the bathroom is, I nod my head, Namjoon moved his hand away from my thigh, I got up from the chair and walked over to the bathroom.

I walked in, closed the door behind me, looked at myself in the mirror, saw my face a little red, and tried to calm myself down. I gotta admit, I am a little turned on right now, why is he doing this? He's my father in law for crying out loud!

~ Namjoon's POV ~

I looked Jungkook and my wife and said " I'll be right back, I'm going to make a quick call. "

" Okay. " They said.

I grabbed my phone, got off the chair, walked over to my office which is in the same direction where the bathroom is at, I walked over to the bathroom door, leaned against the wall and wait for Y/n to come out.

The door opened, Y/n walked out, she closed the door behind her, turned around, jumped a little when she saw me and said " Siabe- Namjoon, you scared me. "

I chuckled and said " Sorry. "

We looked at each other, she cleared her throat and said " Uh, I'm going back to the dining room. "

I walked over to her, she backed up, her back is pressed against the bathroom door, I stand in front of her, she gulped and said " W-What are you doing? "

I bring my hands on the door, looked into her eyes, she gulped and I said " You are so beautiful Y/n. "

Her eyes widened and said " W-What? "

I smiled at her and said " You heard me, you're beautiful. "

She blushed, didn't say anything, and I said " You think I didn't noticed? "

" Noticed what? "

" That you've been checking me out. "

She shooked her head and said " I haven't done- "

I chuckled and said " Don't lie to me baby, I've seen the way you were checking me out. * Leaned in * I gotta admit, I find you attractive. "

" You do?

I nod my head, noticed that she didn't move away, I looked down at her lips, looked at her, she gulped, closed the distance between us and kissed her lips. She quickly pulled away, slapped my face, I looked at her, and she whispered loudly " Are you crazy?! Your wife and my husband is downstairs! "

" They don't have to know. " I leaned in for another kiss.

She pushed me back, walked down the hallway and I said " Don't deny that you felt something in that kiss. "

She stopped walking, turned around, looked at me, walked over to me, cupped my face with her hands, leaned in and kissed my lips. I kissed her back, wrapped my arms around her waist, pulled her close to me, she pulled away from the kiss, looked at me and said " This is wrong. "

Y/n walked away, I let out a sigh, licked my bottom lip, run my fingers through my hair, cleared my throat and walked inside the bathroom to calm myself down.

~ Y/n's POV ~

I can't believe that just happened, I just kissed my father in law! I gotta admit, I did felt something in that kiss but it's so wrong.

When I got to the dining room, Jungkook looked at me and said " Hey Jagiya. "

I smiled at him and said " Hey Yeobo. "

Min-Jun is washing the dishes, Jungkook got off the chair, walked over to me, cupped my face with his hands, leaned in and kissed my lips. I kissed him back, he wrapped his arms around my waist, I wrapped mine around his neck, he pulled me close to him and we heard " Hey, I'm back. "

We pulled away from the kiss, looked at Namjoon who looked a little annoyed, we pulled away from each other, I looked away, bite my bottom lip, Jungkook looked at me and said " Come on, let's go watch a movie. "

I nod my head, Jungkook looked at his parents and said " We'll be in the movie room. "

" Okay. " Min-Jun said.

SATURDAY

2:00 am

I woke up by the feeling of my throat dry, I looked at Jungkook who is facing at me, I leaned in, softly gave him a kiss on his forehead, got off the bed, and put on my slides. I walked out of the room to the kitchen, got myself some water, took a sip out of it, and jumped a little when I heard " Hey Y/n. "

I turned around, saw Namjoon, I cleared my throat, looked away, took a sip out of my water, Namjoon walked over to me and said " What are you doing up? "

" I got thirsty. What about you? "

" I can't sleep. "

I nod my head and he said " Listen, I'm sorry about what happened. I got a little carried away, I couldn't help myself. "

" It's okay, no worries. "

We looked at each other, he got himself some water, I looked at his neck, bite my bottom lip, looked away, from the corner of my eye, Namjoon smirked and said " I saw that. "

" You didn't see nothing. "

" Oh, I did. " He set his cup down on the counter, stand in front of me, I felt my heart race, he bring his hand to my cheek and caressed it.

I blushed and said " What are you doing? "

" Nothing, just looking at you. Is that wrong? "

I shooked my head and said " No, it's not. "

With a blink of an eye Namjoon cupped my face with his hands, kissed my lips, I kissed him back, he wrapped his hands around my waist, and I wrapped my arms around his neck.

He quickly pulled away from the kiss, looked at me and said " Fuck, I'm sorry. I can't help myself I- "

I kissed him, he kissed me back, pulled me closer to him, deepened the kiss, our tongues fought for dominance, and he won. He lift me up, I wrapped my legs around his torso, he sat me down on the kitchen island, pulled away from the kiss, and kissed the left side of my neck.

He leave wet kisses up and down, I run my fingers through his hair, gently pulled on it which made him moan against my neck, he moved away, looked at me, we looked at each other with lust in our eyes and he said " If you wanna stop, tell me now or I won't be able to hold myself back. "

I run my hands up and down his chest and said " No, don't stop. I want you to keep going. "

" Are you sure? "

I leaned in, kissed his lips, he kissed me back, I wrapped my arms around his neck, with my legs I pulled him closer to me, he deepened the kiss, I pulled away from the kiss, looked at him and said " Don't stop. Keep going. Touch me, please. "

He cupped my boobs with his hands, gave them a squeeze, I bite my bottom lip, felt myself getting really turned on, Namjoon circled his thumbs my hard nipples through my black cami top, and I let out a low moan when he gently pulled on my nipples.

" That feels so good. " I whispered.

" Yeah? " He whispered back.

I nod my head, he leaned in, kissed my lips, I kissed him back, our tongues fought for dominance, he squeezed my boobs which made me moaned softly against the kiss, he pulled away from the kiss and we looked at each other with lust in our eyes.

He kissed the left side of my neck, leave wet kisses down to my chest, licked my left nipple through my cami top, I bite my bottom lip, and he lowered my top exposing my boobs. I blushed, he licked my left nipple, blew air on it which caused my nipple to harden, he flicked his tongue on my nipple, and sucked on it.

I run my fingers through his hair, gently pulled on it, closed my eyes, hold in my moans, Namjoon's mouth left my boob with a pop, and did the same attention to the right nipple.

" Oh fuck. " I whispered.

I felt myself getting soaking wet, Namjoon bring his hand in between my legs, rubbed me through my shorts, goosebumps started rising through my body, my legs closed a bit which made his mouth left my boob and looked at me.

" Keep your legs open. "

I spread my legs open, he continued rubbing me, I bite my bottom lip to hold in my moans, he went back to sucking on my nipple, and rubbed me a little faster.

His mouth left my boob with a pop, looked at me, stopped rubbing me, put his hand inside my shorts, rubbed my clit, and slowly insert his fingers inside my pussy.

I let out a low gasp, he began to finger fuck me, I wrapped my arms around his neck, bring him close to me, kissed his lips, he kissed me back, and I moaned softly against the kiss.

Namjoon deepened the kiss, fingered me a little faster and deeper, our tongues fought for dominance, the wetness of my pussy echoed the kitchen, I pulled away from the kiss and we looked at each other and he whispered " Your pussy is so fucking wet for me Y/n. Fuck, I can't wait to fuck you. Would you let me? "

I didn't respond which made Namjoon wrapped his hand around my neck, choking me which caught me by surprised and whispered in my ear " I asked you a question. "

" Yes. "

" Yes, what? "

" I'll let you fuck me. "

He unwrapped his hand away from my neck, I gulped, he fingered me faster, with his other hand he squeezed my left boob, and I covered my mouth with my hand to muffle my moans.

My pussy clenched against his fingers, Namjoon whispered in my ear " Cum for me Y/n, come on. * Fingered her faster * Cum for your Siabeoji. "

I moaned against my hand, fist my hand on his shirt, he fingered me deeper, I cummed against his fingers, he moved his fingers out of my pussy and took his hand out of my shorts. He bring his fingers to his mouth, licked and sucked on them, let out a low moan, moved his fingers away from his mouth, leaned in and kissed my lips.

I kissed him back, our tongues fought for dominance, he pulled away from the kiss, cupped my face with his hands, kissed my forehead, pulled away, looked at me and said " Goodnight Princess. "

He moved back, walked out of the kitchen without a word, I catched my breath, blushed, cleared my throat, fixed my shirt, and got off the kitchen island. Walked over to the room that I'm staying with Jungkook, saw that he is sleeping, walked over to the bed, laid down next to him, looked at Jungkook, and let out a sigh.

I can't believe my father in law fingered me in the kitchen, I gotta admit it turned me on. Snap out of it Y/n, he's your father in law for crying out loud! This is wrong.

* 8:40 am *

I woke up by the feeling of my cheek being caressed, I opened my eyes, Jungkook smiled at me and said " Good morning Jagiya. "

I smiled at him and said " Good morning Yeobo. "

He leaned in, kissed my forehead, pulled away, looked at me and said " I know this may sound crazy but, I want you. Right now. "

I blushed and said " Right now? "

He nod his head and I said " But your parents are downstairs. "

" We just gotta stay quiet. Hmm? Come on, * Kissed the left side of her neck * I want you so bad. "

I run my fingers through his hair, gently pulled on it which made him moan against my neck, and said " Alright. But first, let's brush our teeth. "

Jungkook moved away from my neck, looked at me and said " Okay. "

We got off the bed, walked over to the bathroom, brushed our teeth, once we are done, he looked at me, cupped my face with his hands, kissed my lips, and I kissed him back.

He lift me up, I wrapped my legs around his torso, he walked over to the bedroom, laid me down on the bed, hovered me and deepened the kiss. Our tongues fought for dominance, I let out a low moan against the kiss when I felt him rubbed my clit through my shorts.

I pulled away from the kiss and whispered " Wait, wait. "

He stopped and whispered " What's wrong? "

" You forgot to lock the door. "

" Oh shit, you're right. Hold on. " He quickly got off the bed, speed walked to the door and locked it.

He walked back to the bed, hovered me, we looked at each other with lust in our eyes, I wrapped my arms around his neck, bring him close to me, kissed his lips and he kissed me back. I moved my arms away from his neck, bring my hands up and down his bare chest, bring my hands down to his abs and moved them back up to his chest.

Jungkook cupped my boobs with his hands, squeezed them, I moaned against the kiss, he pulled away from the kiss, looked at me and whispered " Let's take this off. "

I nod my head, sat up, he took off my shirt, threw it across the room, I laid back down, he kissed my lips again, I kissed him back, he squeezed my boobs and gently pulled on my nipples.

He pulled away from the kiss, kissed the left side of my neck, sucked on the skin leaving a hickey, leave wet kisses down to my chest, licked and sucked on my left nipple. I run my fingers through his hair, gently pulled on it which made him moan against my boob.

Jungkook bring his hand down, rubbed my clit through my shorts, I closed my eyes, let out a low moan, his mouth left my boob with a pop, took off my shorts along with my thong and threw it across the room.

He flicked his tongue on my right nipple, gently rubbed my clit with his thumb, I leaned my head back, he rubbed my clit a little faster, moved his mouth away from my boob and licked his way up to my neck. Gave it a kiss, kissed his way up to my cheek, kissed my lips, I kissed him back, moaned against the kiss, spread my legs wider, he pulled away from the kiss, stopped rubbing my clit and got in between my legs.

Jungkook bring his hands up and down on my inner thighs slowly, spit on my clit, I bite my bottom lip, he rest his hands on my legs to keep them open, leaned in and licked my left thigh to my inner thigh slowly.

His eyes never leaving mine, once he got to my inner thigh, he leave wet kisses, kissed his way to my right thigh to do the same attention, I bring my hand to the back of his head, he kissed his way to my clit, and spit on it.

" Please, Daddy. " I begged.

Jungkook slowly rubbed my clit with his thumb, kissed my left inner thigh, looked at me and said " Be patient, baby. Can you fo that for Daddy? "

I nod my head and said " Yes, Daddy. "

He kissed my inner thigh, I closed my eyes, felt him rubbed my clit a little faster, and said " Don't close your eyes baby, I want you to keep then open. "

I opened my eyes, he moved his thumb away from my clit, spit on it, slowly licked it, I let out a low gasp, he flicked his tongue, closed his mouth and sucked on my clit. I moaned softly, he moved his mouth away from my clit, bring two fingers to his mouth getting them all wet, bring them down and slowly insert his fingers inside my pussy.

Jungkook began to finger me, went back on my clit, licked and sucked on it, I grind against his fingers, he fingered me a little faster and deeper.

" Oh fuck, Daddy. Yes. " I whispered and let out a low moan.

His lips smacked against my clit, let out a moan which caused vibrations on my clit, shivers going down my spine, the wetness of my pussy echoing the room, I covered my mouth with my hand and moaned against it.

Jungkook fingered me faster and deeper, flicked his tongue on my clit, I moaned louder against my hand, clenched my pussy against his fingers, he played with his lip piercing and whispered " Cum for me, cum for Daddy. Come on. "

I arched my back, fisted the bed sheets, cummed on his fingers, he moved his mouth away from my clit, kissed my inner thighs, took his fingers out of my pussy, and bring them to his mouth.

He licked and sucked on his fingers, let out a low moan, moved them out of his mouth, hovered me, kissed my lips and I kissed him back. Our tongues fought for dominance, he won, deepened the kiss, I moved my hands up and down his back, he flipped us around, and I straddled his lap.

I pulled away from the kiss, kissed the left side of his neck, sucked on the skin, leaving a little hickey, and leave wet kisses down to his chest. I licked my way to his abs, leave wet kisses, go in between his legs, and cupped his hard on through his boxers.

Looked at him, he played with his lip piercing, I moved my hand up and down, gave his hard on a little squeeze, and he let out a low moan. I took off his boxers, threw them across the room, grabbed his hard on, licked the shaft of his dick to the tip, gave it a kiss, and slowly jerked him off.

Saw pre-cum oozing out, I licked it off, swallowed it, spit on his dick, spread his dick with my hand and jerked him off. Looked at Jungkook, he leaned his head back, licked his lips, I insert his dick in my mouth, gave him a blowjob, he looked at me, bring his hand to the back of my head and I insert more of his dick.

I felt him to the back of my throat, moaned against his dick, deep throat him, he moaned my name and said " Oh fuck, that feels so good. Keep going baby, fuck.. "

I deep throat him faster, moaned against his dick, with my free hand I cupped his balls, gave them a gentle squeeze, I moved my mouth away from his dick, spit on it and spread it around.

Jerked his dick a little fast, he leaned his head back and said " Oh fuck.. Y/n, fuck. "

Jungkook moaned, I gave him a blowjob faster, he bring his hand to the back of my head, thrust his hips, I choked on his dick, and he said " Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum. "

I moaned against his dick, felt him twitch in my mouth, he cummed, moaned my name, I moved my mouth away from his dick and swallowed his cum. Licked the shaft of his dick to the tip, gave it a kiss, got up, straddled his lap, cupped his face with my hands, leaned in and kissed his lips.

Jungkook kissed me back, our tongues fought for dominance, he flipped us around, my back is on the mattress, he pulled away from the kiss, looked at me and said " You ready? "

I nod my head and said " Yes, Daddy. "

" Remember to keep quiet. "

I nod my head, wrapped my arms around his neck, bring him close to me, kissed his lips, he kissed me back, insert his dick inside me, and fucked me. We both moaned against the kiss, I moved my hands to his back, run them up and down, gently rake my nails which made him moan against the kiss and fucked me deeper.

He pulled away from the kiss, looked at me, my boobs bounced up and down with every thrust he made, he cupped my boobs with his hands, squeezed them and gently pulled on my nipples.

" Oh fuck, Daddy. "

I spread my legs wider, he fucked me deeper, I hold my moans in, he wrapped his hand around my neck, choked me and said " Rub your clit for me baby. "

I bring my hand down to my clit, rubbed it, he let out a low moan, fucked me a little faster, I rubbed my clit faster, he unwrapped his hand away from my neck, grabbed my legs and bring them up.

Our skins slapped against each other, he fucked me faster, I covered my mouth with my hand, moaned against it, he leaned his head back and said " Oh fuck, you feel so fucking good baby. "

A few minutes later, we both cummed, he put my legs down, leaned in, kissed my lips, I kissed him back, he deepened the kiss, cupped my boobs with his hands and squeezed them. He pulled away from the kiss, caressed my cheek, kissed my forehead, pulled out of me and said " Go on all fours for me baby. "

I go on all fours, he squeezed my ass, spanked it a little, leave wet kisses on my back, kissed his way up to my neck, and gave it a kiss. He kissed his way back to my back, gave my ass a spank, insert his dick inside my pussy, rest his hands on my hips and slowly fucked me.

I bite my bottom lip, he spanked my ass, fucked me a little faster and deeper, I fist the bed sheets and whispered " Oh fuck. "

Jungkook kissed my back to my neck, kissed my cheek and whispered sweet nothings in my ear, I closed my eyes, and moaned his name. He wrapped his hand around my neck, choked me, fucked me even faster, and whispered in my ear " I love you so much. "

I moaned and said " I love you too. "

He let go of my neck, grabbed a fist fold of my hair, pulled on it, fucked me deeper, I grabbed a pillow, and moaned against it.

" Oh fuck, Y/n. "

Jungkook spanked my ass hard which echoed the room, let go of my hair, bring his hands on my hips, and fucked me faster. We both moaned, our skins slapped against each other, he grabbed my arms, put them behind my back, I let out a little loud moan which made him said " Shhh, be quiet or else I'm gonna stop. "

" Daddy, yes, keep going. "

A few minutes later, we both cummed, he let go of my arms, pulled out of my pussy, we catched our breaths, he kissed my cheek and said " Come on, let's go take a shower. "

We got off the bed, Jungkook stand in front of me, cupped my face with his hands, leaned in, kissed my lips and I kissed him back. He bring his hands to my ass, gave it a squeeze, lift me up, I wrapped my legs around his torso, he deepened the kiss, and walked over to the bathroom.

He pulled away from the kiss, put me down, opened the shower door, turned on the water, when the temperature is right, we walked inside the shower and let the water hit our bodies.

We looked at each other, I bring my hands to his chest, moved them up and down, kissed the left side of his neck, looked at him, and wrapped my arms around his neck.

Leaned in, kissed his lips, he kissed me back, wrapped his arms around my waist, pulled me closer to him, deepened the kiss, bring his hands to my ass, and gave it a squeeze. He pulled away from the kiss, turned me around, pressed my body on the glass wall, my nipples are hardened and shivers going down my spine.

Jungkook lift up my right leg, insert his dick inside my pussy, thrust his hips, kissed my neck, I closed my eyes and moaned his name. I bring my arm up behind me, run my fingers through his hair, he moved away from my neck, I looked at him, leaned in and kissed his lips.

He kissed me back, fucked me a little faster, we both moaned against the kiss, he pulled away from the kiss, let go of my leg, I kept it up, he wrapped his hand around my neck and choked me. We looked at each other with lust in our eyes, he kissed my lips, I kissed him back, he fucked me faster, pulled away from the kiss, and said " Fuck, Y/n. "

" Daddy, fuck. "

The shower started to steam up, the bathroom echoed with our skins slapping together and our moans, he stopped fucking me, unwrapped his hand away from my neck, lift me up, sat down on the bench and I rode him in reverse cowgirl.

My boobs bounced up and down with every move I made, Jungkook bring me close to him, my back is pressed on his chest, and thrust his hips.

He rubbed my clit, gave it a spank which made me jump a little, he fucked me faster and deeper, I moaned his name, cupped my boobs with my hands and gave it a squeeze.

I gently pulled on my nipples, he rubbed my clit fast, with his other hand he choked me, I closed my eyes and moaned his name. A few minutes later, we both cummed, I switched positions facing him, rode him up and down, we looked at each other with lust in our eyes, and he leave wet kisses down to my chest.

He licked and sucked on my left nipple, I run my fingers through his hair, grind against him which made him moan against my boob, he opened his mouth, and flicked his tongue on my nipple.

" Oh fuck! " I moaned.

I rode him faster, his moved away from my boob, looked at me, leaned in, kissed my lips, I kissed him back, he bring his hands down to my ass and gave it a squeeze.

" Fuck, Y/n. Yes, keep going. You feel so fucking good. "

He spanked my ass, I moaned his name, he wrapped his arms around my waist, thrust his hips, I kissed his neck, and moaned against it.

A few minutes later, we both cummed, I kissed his lips, he kissed me back, squeezed my ass, pulled away from the kiss, looked at me and said " Come on, we should take a shower now. "

I nod my head, he kissed my lips, I kissed him back, pulled away from the kiss, got off him, he got up from the bench and we took a shower.

We got to the kitchen, saw Min-Jun and Namjoon eating and Jungkook said " Good morning. "

They looked at us and said " Good morning. "

We walked over to the dining table, sat down, served ourselves, saw Namjoon got up from the chair, walked over to the kitchen island, and grabbed his phone. When I looked at the kitchen island, I remembered what Namjoon and I did which made me blush and looked down at my food.

I ate my food, took a quick look at Namjoon who was smirking at me as he walked to the dining table, and sat down next to Min-Jun.

We are done eating, I felt Namjoon looking at me, my phone vibrated, I grabbed my phone and saw a message from Namjoon:

Siabeoji ( Namjoon ): Is that a hickey on your neck?

Me: Yes?

Siabeoji ( Namjoon ): If that was me, I would give you a hickey somewhere nobody would notice.

Me: What?

I exit out of the message, locked my phone, set it down on the table, and we all talked about what we are going to do today.

I am here in the bedroom on the phone with my Mom, once I am done, I walked out of the bedroom to the living room, and saw Namjoon sitting down on the couch using his phone.

I looked around, saw that it's only Namjoon, looked at him in confusion and said " Where is everyone? "

He looked up at me and said " They went to the grocery store. So it's just us two. "

I walked over to the couch, sat down next to him, we are quiet, from the corner of my eye he is using his phone, I grabbed the TV remote from the coffee table and turned on the TV.

I changed the channels, left it on my favorite channel, set the remote on the coffee table, from the corner of my eye, Namjoon set his phone on the coffee table and watched the show.

He caught me off guard when he rest his hand on my knee, rubbed circles with his thumb on my scar and said " How did you get this scar? "

He still rubbed on my scar, I gulped, looked at him and said " When I was a kid, I was skateboarding and fell down so that's how I got the scar. "

Namjoon nod his head, we looked at each other, he leaned in, kissed my lips, I kissed him back, he moved his hand a little higher, I pulled away from the kiss, looked at him and said " Wait, we need to stop. "

" What's wrong? "

I shooked my head, grabbed his hand, moved it away, and said " I can't do this. "

I quickly got off the couch, walked away, Namjoon followed me and said " Wait, Y/n. "

He grabbed my arm, I stopped walking, he stand in front of me, cupped my face with his hands, and said " Look at me. "

I looked at him and he said " If you didn't want this, then why did you kiss me back? "

I stood quiet and he said " Let's face it, we both know you want me just as much as I want you. "

He leaned in, kissed my lips, I kissed him back, he deepened the kiss, moved his hands away from my face, wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me close to him.

Namjoon lift me up, I wrapped my legs around his torso, he walked over to the couch, sat down, I straddled on his lap, and the kiss got heated. Our tongues fought for dominance, he bring his hands down to my ass, gave it a squeeze, lift up my dress a little, run his hands up and down my ass and gave it a spank.

I grind against him, felt his hardness underneath me, we both moaned against the kiss, I pulled away from the kiss, we looked at each other with lust in our eyes, he spanked my ass again and I bite my bottom lip.

I bring my hands up and down his chest, grind against him a little faster, he leaned his head back and said " Oh fuck, Y/n. Keep going. "

He looked at me, cupped my boobs with his hands, squeezed them, I let out a moan, he leaned in, kissed the left side of my neck, I run my fingers through his hair and gently pulled on it. Namjoon let out a moan against my neck, leave wet kisses up and down, pulled away, looked at me, squeezed my boobs and I moaned his name.

I lift up my dress, he bring his hands down, squeezed my ass, spanked it hard, I let out a moan, he bring to my pussy, licked his bottom lip and said " Fuck, you're so wet. Who made you this wet huh? "

I moaned and said " You did. "

I grind against him faster, he leaned his head back, moaned and said " Oh fuck. "

" Namjoon, fuck. " I moaned out loud.

He looked at me and said " Yes, keep going. Keep grinding yourself on me, come on. "

" Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum. "

" Me too, cum for me. "

We both grind against each other faster, moaned each other's names, he pulled me close to him, we both cummed, I looked at him, leaned in and kissed his lips. He kissed me back, deepened the kiss, we quickly pulled away when we heard the front gate open.

" Oh shit. " I said and quickly got off him and ran to the room.

I changed into a new thong, cleaned myself a bit, sprayed perfume, walked over to the mirror, make myself look decent before leaving the room, I walked to the kitchen, saw Min-Jun and Jungkook putting the groceries away.

I helped them, saw Namjoon walked in the kitchen, he secretly gave me a wink, I looked away, put the vegetables away, Jungkook walked over to me, wrapped his arms around me from behind and kissed my cheek.

SUNDAY

2:20 am

I walked over to the kitchen to get some water, while I'm drinking my water I heard " Hey princess. "

I turned around, saw a shirtless Namjoon, my eyes widened, set my cup down on the counter, and said " Hi. "

He walked over to me, stand in front of me, leaned in, kissed my lips, I kissed him back, wrapped my arms around his neck, and he wrapped his around my waist. Deepened the kiss, pulled me closer to him, lift me up, I wrapped my legs around his torso and he sat me down on the kitchen island.

I pulled away from the kiss, looked at him as I run my hands up and down his bare chest and said " I want you. "

He smirked and said " Are you sure? "

I nod my head and said " Yes, I'm sure. "

He leaned in, kissed my lips, I kissed him back, he pulled away, looked at me and said " Come on, let's go. "

Namjoon put me down, grabbed my hand, I followed him to the guest bedroom, he closed the door behind me, gently pinned me against the door, kissed my lips and I kissed him back. He lift me up, I wrapped my legs around his torso, he walked over to the bed, and gently laid me down.

He hovered me, pulled away from the kiss, kissed the left side of my neck, leave wet kisses up and down, kissed his way down to my chest, and squeezed my boobs. He took off my cami top, threw it across the room, licked and sucked on my left nipple, I run my fingers through his hair and gently pulled on it.

I bite my bottom lip, he flicked his tongue on my nipple, did the same attention to my right nipple, I let out a low moan and whispered " Oh fuck. "

He leave wet kisses down to my stomach, took off my shorts along with my thong, threw the shorts across the room, I spread my legs open, he looked at my pussy and whispered " Fuck. "

He slowly rubbed my clit, I cupped my boobs with my hands, gave them a squeeze, he moved his thumb away from my clit, got in between my legs, leave wet kisses on my left thigh to my inner thigh.

Kissed his way to my clit, spit on it, flicked his tongue, sucked on my clit, I bring my hand to the back of his head, and gently pulled on it which made him let out a moan against my clit. He moved his mouth away from my clit, insert two fingers inside my pussy, began to finger fuck me, grabbed my thong, looked at me and said " Open your mouth. "

I opened my mouth, he stuffed my mouth with my thong, fingered me a little deeper, my moans muffled against the thong, Namjoon licked and sucked on my clit. I grind myself against his fingers, he moaned against my clit, I leaned my head back, closed my eyes, and he fingered me faster.

I fist the bed sheets, the wetness of my pussy echoed the room, I acrched my back, his mouth left my clit, looked at me and started talking dirty.

A few minutes later, I cummed against his fingers, he pulled them out of my pussy, bring them to his mouth, he licked and sucked on them. He let out a low moan, moved them out of his mouth, licked my pussy to my clit, I let out a moan, he gave my right inner thigh a kiss, sucked on the skin, left a hickey, I gulped, he got up, looked at me and moved the thong away from my mouth.

He leaned in, kissed my lips, I kissed him back, our tounges fought for dominance, he flipped us around, I am straddling his lap, pulled away from the kiss, and leave wet kisses down to his chest to his abs. I moved my lips away from his abs, rest my hand on his hard on, moved it side to side, he leaned his head back and whispered " Oh fuck. "

I gave his hard on a little squeeze, he let out a low moan, I got in between his legs, gave his hard on a kiss, took off his shorts and boxers, threw them across the room, looked at his dick, and wrapped my hand around his dick.

Spit on his dick, spread it around the shaft, slowly jerked him off, looked at him, he let out a low moan, I licked the shaft of his dick to the tip and gave it a kiss. Insert his dick in my mouth, gave him a blow job, with my free hand I cupped his balls and gave it a gentle squeeze.

" Oh fuck, Y/n. " He whispered and leaned his head.

I deep throat him, felt his hand to the back of my head, he thrust his hips, I choked on his dick, heard Namjoon moaned my name, and said " Your mouth feels so good. Fuck. "

I let out a moan against his dick, felt myself getting soaking wet, his moans turned me on so much, I can't wait to have him fuck me.

" Fuck, I'm gonna cum Y/n. "

I let out a moan against his dick, he cummed in my mouth, pulled out, I swallowed his cum, licked my lips, licked the shaft of his dick to the tip, and heard Namjoon said " Come here. "

I hovered him, he cupped my face with his hands, kissed my lips, I kissed him back, he flipped us around, pulled away from the kiss, looked at me and said " You ready? "

I nod my head and said " Yes, I'm ready. "

He opened the drawer from the nightstand, put on a condom, slowly insert his dick inside me, thrust his hips, fucked me a little slow, my boobs bounced up and down with every thrust he made.

" Oh fuck. "

" Siabeoji. " I moaned softly.

" Yes, fuck. You sound so fucking hot. " He fucked me deeper.

He leaned in, kissed my lips, I kissed him back, wrapped my arms around him, gently rake my finger nails down his back which made him moan against the kiss, he pulled away from the kiss, looked at me and said " Oh fuck. "

I wrapped my legs around his torso, he fucked me even faster, the pillows behind the headboard is blocking it from banging on the wall, I leaned my head back and said " Siabeoji. "

He grabbed my legs, put them up on his shoulders, fucked me even deeper, I looked at him, we looked at each other with lust in our eyes, he let go of my legs, and I wrapped them around his torso.

Namjoon wrapped his hand around my neck, choked me, I tried not to moan out loud as he's fucking me harder, he let go of my neck, leaned in and kissed my lips. I kissed him back, pulled him closer to me, our tongues fought for dominance, he cupped my boobs with his hands and gave them a squeeze and pulled on my nipples.

" Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum. "

" Me too, cum for me. "

We both cummed, he pulled out of me, changed into a new condom, looked at me and said " Go on all fours for me. "

I go on all fours, felt him squeezed my left ass cheek, gave it a spank, insert himself inside my pussy, I let out a gasp, and he thrust his hips. I grabbed the pillow, fist it, he rest his hands on my hips, my boobs bounced up an down with every thrust, I closed my eyes and moaned against the pillow.

Felt Namjoon leave wet kisses on my back, he let out a low moan, spanked my ass, I moved my face away from the pillow, felt Namjoon wrapped his hand around my neck, choked me, kissed my cheek and whispered dirty things in my ear.

We both cummed, he pulled out of me, gave my ass a spank, and said " I want you to ride me. "

I got off the bed, saw that he changed his condom, he sat down on the bed, I straddled his lap, insert his dick inside me and I rode him up and down. He wrapped his arms around my waist, my boobs bounced up and down with every thrust, he leaned in, kissed my lips and I kissed him back.

I pulled away from the kiss, he licked and sucked on my left nipple, I run my fingers through his hair, gently pulled on it which made him moan against my boob, I rode him faster and deeper and I moaned his name.

~ Jungkook's POV ~

I woke up by the feeling of my throat dry, looked to my right, saw that Y/n's side is empty and said " Jagiya? "

Saw the bathroom light not on, I got off the bed, put on my slides, walked out of the room down the hallway, I passed the guest bedroom I heard muffled moans which made me stop.

Who's in there? Where's Y/n?

I walked over to the door, slowly opened it, my jaw dropped at what I saw, Y/n, my wife is riding my Dad.

I opened the door wide, looked at them and said " What the fuck. "

~ Y/n's POV ~

I rode Namjoon faster, he looked at me, leaned in, kissed my lips, I kissed him back, we stopped when we heard " What the fuck. "

We pulled away from the kiss, looked at Jungkook, he looked pissed, but in his eyes there's lust in them, I said " Jungkook. "

He closed the door behind him, walked over to us and said " What the fuck Y/n? With my Dad, really? "

" Jungk-"

" Oh shut up and suck my dick. "

I got off Namjoon, go down on my knees, took Jungkook's dick out of his boxers, grabbed it, licked the shaft of his dick to the tip, spit on it and spread the spit around his dick.

Insert his dick in my mouth and heard Jungkook said " Oh don't mind me, continue what you were doing Dad. "

" Really? "

" Yeah. " Jungkook said and spanked my ass which caused me to moan against his dick.

I felt Namjoon insert himself inside me, he rest his hands around my waist, thrust his hips and our skins slapped against each other.

I felt Jungkook rest his hand to the back of my head, thrust his hips and said " You're such a naughty fucking girl Y/n. Fucking my Dad behind my back. You deserve a punishment you, hm? "

I let out a moan against his dick, Namjoon spanked my left ass cheek and Jungkook said " You like that? Huh Y/n? Do you like fucking my Dad? "

I moaned against his dick again, Namjoon spanked my right ass cheek, fucked me deeper and Jungkook said " Spank her again Dad. "

Namjoon spanked my ass again but harder, I moaned again against Jungkook's dick, he grabbed a fist fold of my hair, thrust his hips, felt him at the back of my throat, Namjoon and Jungkook moaned my name.

I closed my eyes, choked on Jungkook's dick, Namjoon spanked my ass, I let out a moan, a few minutes later, we all cummed, Jungkook pulled out of my mouth, I swallowed his cum and Namjoon pulled out of my pussy.

Jungkook looked at me and said " Go lay down on your back. "

I laid down on my back, saw Jungkook threw his boxers across the room, Namjoon and Jungkook got in between me, Namjoon on my left and Jungkook on my right.

They both kissed my neck, I bite my bottom lip, bring my hands to their dicks, jerked them off, they kissed their way down to my chest and they each licked and sucked on my nipples.

" Oh fuck, that feels so good. " I moaned.

Jungkook and Namjoon moaned against my boobs, I jerked them a little faster, they bring their hands to my inner thighs to my clit, they each took turns rubbing my clit.

" Oh fuck.. " I moaned.

Namjoon insert his fingers inside my pussy while Jungkook continued to rub my clit, they flicked their tongues on my nipples, and we moaned again. Namjoon moved his fingers away from my pussy, Jungkook insert his fingers inside me, the wetness of my pussy echoed the room, I jerked their dicks faster and they moaned against my boobs.

A few minutes later, we all cummed, I go on all fours, grabbed Namjoon's dick, licked up his cum, insert his dick in my mouth and gave him a blow job. Jungkook insert himself from behind me, thrust his hips, he spanked my left ass cheek, our skins slapped against each other, Namjoon moaned my name and thrust his hips.

I felt him at the back of my throat, relaxed my jaw, moaned against his dick, he moaned and said " Oh fuck Y/n. "

" Fuck Y/n. " Jungkook moaned.

Jungkook spanked my right ass cheek again, I deep throat Namjoon faster, he leaned his head back and moaned my name. I moved my mouth away from Namjoon's dick, let out a moan, jerked him off, looked at him and said " I want you to fuck me too. "

Namjoon licked his lips and said " Are you sure? "

I nod my head and said " Yes, I want you two to fuck me. "

" Alright. " Jungkook said.

I let go of Namjoon's dick, he put on a condom, Jungkook pulled out, laid down on the bed, looked at me and said " Straddle my lap Jagiya. "

I straddled his lap, felt Namjoon squeezed my ass, heard him open the drawer from the nightstand, and Namjoon said " Spread her ass for me Kook. "

Jungkook spread my ass, I let out a gasp when I felt something wet on my asshole, Namjoon insert his dick inside my ass, I let out a gasp and said " Oh fuc- "

Jungkook kissed my lips, I kissed him back, he insert his dick inside me, he and Namjoon fucked me, Jungkook and I moaned against the kiss, I pulled away from the kiss and said " Oh fuck. "

" Shhh, stay quiet Jagiya. We don't want to wake up my Mom now do we? " Jungkook whispered in my ear.

" No. " I whispered back and let out a low moan.

Jungkook and Namjoon fucked me a little deeper, Namjoon pulled my hair, Jungkook wrapped his hand around my neck, and choked me. They fucked me faster, Namjoon let go of my hair, we moaned, our skins slapping against each other, Jungkook let go of my neck, leaned his head back and moaned.

A few minutes later, we cummed, Namjoon pulled out first, I got off of Jungkook, laid down next to him, he hovered me, kissed my lips, I kissed him back, he pulled away, and insert his dick inside my pussy.

Namjoon stand next to me, I grabbed his dick, jerked him off, he let out a moan, I insert his dick inside my mouth, gave him a blow job, " Oh fuck, Y/n. " Namjoon moaned.

Jungkook fucked me deeper and faster, I moaned against Namjoon's dick, choked on it, he bring his hand to the back of my head and thrust his hips. Jungkook rubbed my clit, I spread my legs wider, Jungkook moaned my name and rubbed my clit faster.

" Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum. " Namjoon moaned.

" I'm gonna cum too. " Jungkook moaned.

I clenched my pussy against Jungkook's dick, he fucked me deeper and faster, we all cummed, Namjoon pulled out of my mouth, I swallowed his cum and Jungkook pulled out of my pussy.

Namjoon looked at us and said " I gotta get going before your Mom wakes up and wonder where I am. "

We nod our heads and said " Okay. "

Namjoon leaned in, kissed my lips, I kissed him back, he pulled away from the kiss, looked at us and said " See you two later. "

We said bye to him, he put on his boxers and shorts, walked out of the guest room, closer the door behind him, Jungkook looked at me and said " You've been a bad girl Y/n. You know what this means? "

" What? "

" Go on all fours for me. "

I go on all fours for him, he rubbed my left ass cheek, spanked it which made me jump a little and he said " You're gonna get 20 spanks and you're gonna count every single one. If you mess up, we are gonna start over. You heard me? "

I nod my head and said " Yes, Daddy. "

He spanked my ass, I bite my bottom lip and said " One. "

" 20. "

He rubbed my ass cheeks and said " Good girl. Come here. "

I sat up, face him, he looked at me and said " Let's go to sleep. "

I nod my head, we got off the bed, put on our pajamas, cleaned up the room, walked out of the guest room to our room, took a shower, and brushed our teeth. He stand in front of me, cupped my face with his hands, leaned in, kissed my lips, I kissed him back, he pulled away from the kiss, looked at me and said " I brought something. "

I looked at him in confusion and said " What? "

He grabbed my hand and said " I'll show you. "

We walked out of the bathroom to the bedroom, he let go of my hand, walked over to his suitcase, opened it, took out the cooling cream, looked at me and said " Go to the bed and go on all fours. "

I walked over to the bed, go on all fours, he walked over to me, lowered my shorts and thong, put the cooling cream on my ass cheeks, once he's done he said " Alright, all done. "

He lift up my shorts and thong and said " Go lay down. "

I laid down, he put the cream on the nightstand, laid down next to me, we looked at each other, he leaned in, and kissed my lips. I kissed him back, he pulled away from the kiss, looked at me and said " I love you. "

" I love you too. "

He kissed my forehead, pulled away, we cuddled, he kissed my temple here and there while he is caressing my back and we fell asleep.

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DADDY ISSUES [DAWN] -11-

Pairing: Jung Kook & Reader Genre: Smut /Intriguing/Violent/Soapy/Fluff/ Angst |+18| Summary: I was water, he was fire. Together, we turned into haze. He wanted my light, I wanted his pain. Even if we try to deny, our hearts knew their way. Money, glory, power for life... Us was all we needed in the end. ⟪A/N: Do not copy or publish my work on other platforms without my permission. All Rights Reserved. Every and each like & reblog are highly appreciated.⟫

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“Mr. Park, I was hoping Min Ae to be our guest for a couple of days.”

Mr. Park took a look at both Jung Kook and your faces. The evil fire was still dancing in Jung Kook's eyes. Then Mr. Park's eyes shifted back to you. Somehow, seeing no expression on your face was even worse. If there was a hope for them to leave in peace, that would be within your hands. Unfortunately, you had no intention to stop Jungkook. Trying not to give his fear away, Mr. Park kept his composure.

“We appreciate your hospitality but, that would not be possible.”

Your eyebrows shot up. In the meantime, a bone chilling chuckle left Jung Kook's mouth.

“We did not offer you a choice, Park.”

Mr. Park put his fork and knife down. He paid an unclear stare at his daughter's side. When Min Ae's scared eyes met his, he was about to break down. Funny that scene would touch your heart a couple of days ago. Somehow, the thought you were about to lose Jungkook because of her never left your mind. You felt no sympathy for neither of them. You casually took a bite as your soft voice filled the air.

“We just need to clarify an important matter. She will come back to you after that.”

Mr. Park finally gave up. He nodded twice, which seemed more of an apology to Min Ae. Trying not to sound desperate, he wanted to confirm if his dear daughter will be back alive.

"Can I take your word for that?"

You took a brief moment when an eerie silence fell on the dinner table.

"Yes, but I cannot tell how yet. It will depend on both of your comply."

Those words were nowhere near comforting. Finding it hard to sit there any longer, Mr. Park wiped his mouth then excused himself to leave. Eyes lingered on his daughter while he slowly walked the path to the entrance. His car was already waiting to the driveway. He got in and floored the car, trying to figure out a way to save his daughter.

You calmly stood up, leaving the napkin on the white cover on the table. The corners of your lips curled up, you told Min Ae to follow you. Confused, Min Ae stood up and walked behind you slowly. You started to climb stairs. When you reached the second floor, you slowed down. Min Ae's gaze was on the half open door on the left.

You noticed that was the room, the bedroom JungKook slept with her. A small smile growing on your face, you took a couple of steps to the door. You opened the door, casually stepped inside, standing in the middle.

“I thought this guest room could be comfortable. What do you think?”

Min Ae took a look around while she seemed offended.

"Guest room?"

Her eyes met yours, and you knew you were right. A pitiful look took over your face as you softly spoke.

"Oh, you did not think he fucked you in OUR bedroom, did you?"

You turned around but noticed Min Ae's eyes scanning the room as the dim reflection on the window showed you.

"The place does not matter. It was an amazing night."

Her gaze met yours through the window. You had your poker face on, unlike her expectations. Min Ae tried to push her luck once again.

"I bet I made it memorable for him."

A small yet threatening smile bloomed on your lips.

"Not sure about that, but your stay here sure will be memorable."

Min Ae stood there, unable to say anything. The confidence she had was fading away. You called over one of the maids.

"Take care of her if she needs anything."

You walked out of the room you hate with no other words. Min Ae's knees almost gave up on her after you left.

Meanwhile, at the garden, Father Jeon was testing the waters with Jung Kook. He tried to keep a poker face but compared to Jung Kook he was not even successful.

"Son, you just came back. You could have taken it easier."

JungKook flashed a knowing smile.

"Like you have taken my absence easier?"

Jung Kook watched the camera records from his room. There was no way his father could fool him for anything. Father Jeon's eyes grew twice their size as he realized that was a dangerous remark rather than a simple question.

"What do you mean Jung Kook?"

Jungkook's eyes shined darker than the night.

"I deal with everything you put me through, Father. Trying to let Min Ae off the hook was not wise."

Father Jeon cleared his throat out of discomfort while he attempted to lead the conversation to a different path.

"You know Park's have their ways with negotiations."

Jungkook was losing his control and his hysterical laugh was a proof.

"Let tonight's dinner be your warning, Father..."

Even calling the old man in front him like that left a distasteful venom on Jungkook's tongue.

"Do not mess with Y/N or me..."

After hearing your name, Father Jeon squinted his eyes in disapproval.

"Jesus, son. What even did that woman do to you?"

Jungkook's face lit up with a dangerously calm smile.

"She saw me for who I am. A human."

Eyebrows knitted together, Father Jeon was rather cold.

"Do you really think there is a place for a human in the jungle we live in?"

Jung Kook took a step closer to his father. The man who was supposed to be a role model, a guide to him. Even if he wanted to calm down, he was a predator who had to fight. Anything and anyone who crossed him.

"No, but I did not ask you to raise me to be this monster, did I?"

Father Jeon was about to say something, hence Jungkook was already done.

"I meant what I said... Do not mess with us or you will face what you have created."

With no more words, JungKook left his father staring behind him. He slowly made his way into the mansion, leaving his stunned so-called father staring behind him.

Mind still clouded from the confrontation with his father, Jung Kook climbed the stairs slowly. You were there with Min Ae in the room, they slept together. Watching carefully, he noticed something different in you. Not bothering to interrupt, he just observed what was unfolding.

Your intense gaze softened when your eyes met him. Slowly making your way toward him, you looked down. Returning to the innocent girl he first met for a second. As if you have been naughty and did something you should not have.

When you reached Jung Kook, you wrapped your arms around his neck. Enjoying your warmth, Jung Kook broke the silence.

"Doll, it seems like you have plans for her."

You indifferently nodded.

"Mhm, I am thinking social destruction and justice."

Hearing such words completely took Jung Kook by surprise. He froze with hand still on your back.

"I did not think you were serious. How about a scavenger hunt?"

You locked your eyes to his dark gaze.

"Sounds fun."

Jungkook had this dangerously deep stare on his eyes.

"Then I will set it tomorrow."

Because if you wanted a game, he would prepare it for you to play and make you win all that you want. Jungkook texted Yugyeom to find the illegal documents. Yoongi was tasked to bring the man whom helped the Park family with embezzlement.

"Thank you..."

You whispered as you pulled away a little just to tease him. With that unexpected answer and tease, JungKook looked down as he bit his lip. Then gave you a dazzling smirk. To tease him a bit more, I pretended to be sad.

"But we need some rest first…"

Jungkook knew the act you were pulling and decided to play along. You caught that devilish spark in his eyes. However, Jungkook turned away without a response. Sulking, you followed him into the large bedroom. How tired you actually were, only hit when you laid down between his arms. Engulfed in his warm embrace, sleep won over you rather quickly.

Mind still hazy from whatever dream you were having, you noticed your hips were against Jungkook. His cock deliciously hard with erection rubbed your ass. When you moved away a bit, Jungkook furrowed his eyebrows but did not wake up. You decided to be a little brat. Fingers slowly brushing the thin fabric of his shorts, you moved them up and down along his morning wood.

A low moan escaped his parted lips. You were pushing your luck when you tried to pull his shorts down. His long fingers quickly wrapped your wrist. Jungkook easily flipped you over himself. Hands on each side of your hips, he kept you still. Your body in need was begging for some friction. Trying to free yourself from his grip was in vain. Smirking at your struggle, he whispered with a raspy voice.

"Touching me comes with a price, doll..."

That tone alone sent shivers through your entire body. You were this close to glare at him but knowing better than not to get into any more trouble, you stood still. His hands teased your lines, finally reaching to the hem of the gown. Keeping your eyes on his, you added fuel to the fire. Sliding his fingers under, he slowly peeled the lace gown off of you.

Throwing it across the room, his fingers brushed your creamy skin until he unclasped your bra swiftly. Being exposed, the pretty buds were all perked up. Jungkook rolled them and enjoyed your sweet, soft moans. When your hips moved along with the rhythm, he easily put your body back to bed.

"Seems you forgot how to be a good girl..."

He got up and got rid of his t-shirt. With a little smirk, Jungkook grabbed the leather cuff from the cupboard. Standing by the edge of the big bed, he gestured you to come. Having no other option, you crawled to meet him. Jungkook softly grabbed your wrists to cuff them, then he let your hands fall onto the bed. Before you could fix your posture, he fixed the cuff to the bar. Caressing your chin, he pulled you up until you normally sit.

"Let's play a bit, my pretty toy."

End Note: I hope you guys enjoyed the chapter. If you did, reblog and let more people find out about Daddy Issues. Much love ~

©Jinny|Euphorianyx

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guupie · 5 months ago

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𝐹𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝒴𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝒱𝑜𝒾𝒹 • 𝒥𝒥𝒦

Synopsis: After a long day at your yoga classes you feel drained, but no need to worry, as always, Your beloved boyfriend, Jeon Jungkook is here to the rescue.

Genre: fluff, dating au, smut, romance.

Word count: 2.1k

Warnings: Explicit sexual content, Boyfriend material, Jungkook is a caring boyfriend, soft dom! Jk, sub reader, shower sex, rough sex, unprotected sex, reader loves her boyfriend’s massages, Jungkook is good with his hands, Jungkook swears a lot, this is kinda rushed srry, reader has slight kramps, ass slapping, Jungkook is down bad.

Inspired by “Fill The Void - The Weekend”

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Sighing as you take a break from a yoga pose as you watch your yoga instructor guide other people through their next yoga position, mostly it’s only women who volunteered for the yoga in order to somewhat improve in their body and flexibility, possibly.

Sitting on the sidelines you watch the ladies chatting away on their little bit of free time, slightly listening in in their conversation making you cringe most of the time and slightly laughing.

But your tired and you want to go home, you don’t own a vehicle sadly and as to how you got here was by an uber, you groan at the pain that’s coming from your stomach, making you slightly hiss. It’s the kramps, or that you just didn’t eat at all today since you weren’t hungry.

You see a woman approaching you with a pitiful look on her face, making you feel like a pathetic person.

“Hi um, miss Y/N?” The woman carefully asks as she watches you shake your head slightly, confused at to her sudden appearance she continues, making you sigh since you didn’t feel like conversation with anyone.

“Yes, that’s me.” You say, the tiredness didn’t go unnoticed by her.

“There’s someone here for yo—”

Her sentence was never completed when a few gasps and slight squealing from the ladies that were sitting on their yoga mats. Catching your attention and the woman that was talking to you, shocking you both, well only just the ladies since a huge smile spread across your delicate innocent-like face.

It’s your boyfriend, Jeon Jungkook.

He’s not even halfway inside the yoga studio when he’s spots you, hair is long and fluffy, as his grey sweatpants with a simple black oversized shirt that fits onto his body well, showing off the broad chest and six pack, the tattoos that slightly decorates his arm to his hand disappears into his pocket. Scanning the room as he sees the ladies eye him like a hawk, smirking and twirling their hair around like teenage girls.

But his eyes lands only on one person, the one her came her for, you.

You feel naked under his gaze, it’s intense. But you do nothing but smile, standing up from your seated position on the floor since your yoga mat was already rolled up and put away.

Walking towards your boyfriend you feel him eyeing you up and down, your wearing a simple black tank top with very thin leggings that show off your curves and your ass, the ass that you didn’t even know you had until you finally approached Jungkook and he took the chance to slap making a sharp sound.

You giggled as you heard a few gasps in the yoga studio, but you and Jungkook ignored them, a few whispers here and there but you didn’t care.

As you both exited the yoga studio, you found yourself smiling brightly as Jungkook opens the door on the passenger side for you as you get in and closing the door from the inside. You wait for him to get inside the car while you buckle your seatbelt, knowing how Jungkook will scold you if you don’t.

As Jungkook finally finishes putting your yoga mat and bag in the back seat, he hops into the driver’s seat. One hand on the steering wheel while the other focuses on the seatbelt, once he’s done he finds one hand on your coverd thigh, making you laugh at his actions.

“Hey babe, how was yoga?”Jungkook is the first to ask you about your day, you like that about him, he’s always there for you when you need him the most.

You sigh, “Stressful, they had us doing these impossible yoga poses and my body is small, and I wasn’t able to do them. My stomach was hurting the whole time, and im kinda sleepy.”

You see Jungkook nodding from the corner of your eyes, he was thinking about something. And whatever he was thinking about had to be good, he would always come up with suggestions to help take away your stress or pain—even the kramps, he knows your body better than you do.

“Perhaps i know something that could take away your pain baby.” You fully turn to Jungkook’s direction, caught off guard by his sudden deep voice. You would’ve noticed it earlier but it seems like you didn’t.

Your eyes light up like a Christmas tree, “You do?! What do you have in mind?”

Jungkook swiftly turns the steering wheel with one hand as he pulls up into the driveway of the beautiful large house you both share together, it’s only been two years since you moved in with him. And ever since, both of you can’t live without each other.

As the car comes to a stop you sit still in the passenger seat as you watch Jungkook unbuckle his seatbelt, he does the same to you but you don’t notice, still waiting for his answer.

Finally he looks at you, “I’ll tell you when we get inside the house.” You began to whine but Jungkook gives you a raised eyebrow, making you completely shut up.

Getting out the passenger seat you walked up onto the porch of the house and stick the house keys into the door.

The fresh breeze of lavender scent welcomes you, everything looks clean and neatly organized, the kitchen where the island rests in the center as all the glass bottles of wine remain inside the glass cabinets untouched.

Your pet snowballs, who is a white baby bunny greets you as he hops in your arms, you smile snuggling your face with his you hear a deep chuckle behind you.

Turning around, your met with a deeply handsome Jungkook, who stands there with your belongings in his hold as he uses his foot to close the front door.

Putting snowballs down, you fold your arms as you watch him carefully toss your things onto the couch, you was glad that he did that, because what was about to happen next neither of you wouldn’t feel like picking up items or belongings from off the floor.

“A massage.” Jungkook says casually, you smile at him because you absolutely love his massages and they were the death of you.

Taking off your shoes you look at him once more, “I also had something in mind.”

Raising his eyebrows Jungkook slowly approaches you, licking his lips in the process, “And what would that be? Hmm?”

Running up the stairs you found yourself giggling and laughing loudly as Jungkook chased up behind you, dangerously close to catching you, though you don’t do to much as you still have slight kramps, as you ran into your shared bedroom and closed the door, following with you locking it. Completely forgetting that Jungkook has a key for that very reason.

As you enter the bathroom that’s in the room you quickly take off your tank top, leaving yourself in your black bra and leggings as you turn on the shower.

Your hand reaching under the head of the shower to see if the water was warm enough, not even noticing Jungkook sneaking up behind you. Before you can free yourself from your bra and leggings you feel a strong pair of arms lift you up, practically snatching you away from the shower.

A surprise yelp left your lips as you feel the tip of Jungkook’s fluffy hair against your skin, his face buried in the crook of your neck, his hot breath fanned your skin. You hear him sigh in content, making you giggle.

“Kook stop, i need to take a shower! Im sweaty!” You wined, feeling Jungkook’s hands on your clothed breasts since that was how he was able to hold you upwards, you could feel him give them a light squeeze making you gasp, as he smirks. He does it again and that’s when you completely give in.

Swiftly turning you around to take in your flushed face, Jungkook kisses you deeply, the kiss was passionate and you found yourself letting his tongue explore your mouth more.

Moaning you tug on his black shirt while tilting your head to the side as he continues to deepen the kiss, his hands finds their way on your back as he slowly unclips your bra, letting the material fall onto the clean floor of the bathroom. You don’t hesitate to take off his shirt the moment he removed the only barrier that was covering your breasts, your able to get a full glance at his bare chest and he looks absolutely stunning, with or without clothes.

As you both break away from the kiss, you found yourself panting.

“Fuck, now im horny.” Jungkook groans, making you chuckle, you then move your arms to cover your breasts.

“Well too bad, I have to shower. Maybe after I finish showering then we’ll see.”

Jungkook kisses his teeth making you chuckle, “By then I’ll have blue balls by the time you come out the shower.”

You roll your eyes when you hear Jungkook began groaning, “You have a better idea then?!” You swear you saw a smirk creep onto his face a second ago.

“Shower sex!”

“Absolutely no—” You began, but Jungkook shushes you as he continues to reason with you about the shower sex topic.

“Don’t knock it until you’ve tried it.” Jungkook gives you a raised eyebrow, making your mouth fall open at the catchphrase. Sighing as you thought for a moment.

You or Jungkook had always tried new things during sex, that’s what made your sex life so exciting and fun for the both of you, it was always something different and it made you both feel even more connected to each other.

Car sex, beach sex, even the pool, hotel sex, a 69 position, prone bone position, reverse cowgirl position, doggy style position.

So what made you not want to try shower sex with Jungkook?!

Well, it’s worth a shot, and it definitely sounds hot as fuck…

“Okay,” You breathed out, watching the way Jungkook eyes darkened when you have him the okay to go, he then closed the distance between you both making you slightly confused.

Backing you up against the wall inside the shower while the head of the shower sprays water down on both of your half clothed bodies, the water is at a nice temperature as you stared at Jungkook’s now wet and long dark hair.

“Oh my god! Jungkook my leggings are soaked!” You yelp out, putting your hands on his shoulder’s as he kneels down to your legs. Yanking off the completely soaked material, right along with your white lacey panties that he found quite sexy.

You laugh at his carelessness when he flings your soaked leggings and panties onto the bathroom floor, looking down at him as you feel his lips leaving tender kisses up your legs and to your thighs, Jungkook stands up as your gaze never left his figure.

Quickly remembering that you’re the only one that’s naked you make him take off his pants as well as his calvin klein boxers, once he’s completely naked for you to see—he pulls you into another passionate kiss.

Using your free hand to close the shower door as the fog begins to form.

Jungkook then lifts you up, his hands under your ass as he holds you and your legs wraps around his waist, you stare him in the eyes while your arms is around his neck. “So, no prep?” You ask innocently, Jungkook murmurs a small ‘no.’

The condom is out of the question, this would be the second time you both have had sex without a condom, but neither of you cared. And you didn’t mind being pregnant with his kids, after all, you both plan on spending the rest of your lives together anyways.

Even though Jungkook is strong enough to hold you by himself, he still has your back pressed up against the showers wall, while he holds you up by your ass. “Kook.” You moan, as you feel the tip of Jungkook’s cock against your wet vagina.

Without warning, Jungkook thrusts in. Making you gasp as you dig your nails into his back. Moaning loudly as he penetrates inside of you, the water harshly dripping down both of your naked bodies as you hear Jungkook groan. But your surprise at his sudden fast pace, as he constantly hits your g-spot making you cry out, Jungkook looks at you with his half lidded eyes as he watches you cry.

Since he was going at a fast pace you used one of your free hands and grabbed desperately onto the handrail that was in the shower above your head for support.

“Jungkook, I can’t.” You sob, feeling you grip on the handrail slightly slipping away.

Jungkook grunts, feeling your walls tighten around his cock. Almost preventing him from thrusting in deeper, pressing his forehead against yours as he whispers sweet nothings into your ear. He knows you’re almost about to cum, because you always become this sensitive. And he loves every bit of it.

“I know, i know.” Jungkook coos at your teary face, he ignores you digging your nails into his back practically decorating it with scratches which he didn’t mind, in fact, he thought it would be hot.

If anyone were to walk in, they’d probably only be met with a foggy bathroom with clothes scattered onto the clean floor, and face with the shower glass door that’s covered with fog. And if they were able to see inside, they’d be greeted with Jungkook’s broad back and your legs wrapped around his waist as your small hands gripping onto his back.

“Fuck.” Jungkook hissed.

“Kook, im close,” You moan out, tighten your grip around him.

A few more thrusts has you both cumming undone onto each other, your hot breaths fanned each other’s faces while making intense eye contact. No words were said until you feel jungkook pulling out of you as hus cum drips down your inner thighs.

Carefully setting you on your two feet to stand up in the shower, you sigh, thinking that he wad done and you can finally and actually shower. But poor you, Jungkook was far from done.

But you would find that out sooner or later right?

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angellesword · 1 year ago

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It's Not Living (If It's Not With You) | JJK

At thirty-two, you thought you had your life figured out. That is until you received a call one day:

"You need to go to Gangwon Police Station now. There are two people here: One thirty-something male claiming to be your husband, and the other is a three-year-old girl claiming to be your daughter. They say they won't leave unless you, the mom of the family, pick them up."

Or alternatively,

a series of events where you fall in love with Jungkook, become a mom, solve your dead best friend's case, and wriggle out of old money's grasp, but not necessarily in this order. (Maybe all at once. Who knows?)

Genre and warnings: enemies to lovers, idiots in love, mutual pining, OMG there is only one bed, forced proximity, cohabitating, enemies to friends to lovers, co-parenting, angst, fluff, implied smut, kissing, minor character death, slight getting back together, car accidents, law, this fic is originally written as an AOT au, but i've changed it to a JJK one, so please pardon any Japanese terms mentioned (they're not too relevant anyway) some of the characters are from aot too. i'm too lazy to change them haha

Pairing: Police Lieutenant! Jungkook x Lawyer!!Reader

Word Count: 45.5k

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It's Friday.

Unlike others, you considered Friday just like any other day—it is a hectic time where you're deeply engrossed in reading what seemed to be an unending stack of files.

People working under you had already gone home. You allowed them to clock out an hour earlier, not hesitating to hand them your card so they could dine at whatever restaurant they liked.

Your employees deserved it after working 45 hours this week. It's the least thing you could do, though they wished you could extend the same treatment to yourself. Unfortunately, being a lawyer didn't give you the luxury to have a fun Friday night out.

You're stuck in the office, finalizing the cases you'd present before the court next week. Some might think you only needed to endure this day before fully giving yourself a break, but that's not true. Your weekend wasn't any better as you'd be spending it taking pro bono cases to help lower your taxes and prove to others that you did not fully succumb to this cruel, capitalistic world.

Speaking of capitalism, you've heard a quick but shy knock on the door. The person outside knew too well not to disturb you on a Friday night, but some things were inevitable.

"Come in," you ordered casually. Your eyes were still trained on the paper on your desk.

The door flew open as you heard your secretary's pointed heels hitting the cold tiles. Timidly, she said, "Sorry to disturb you, Attorney. We have an urgent case concerning your top client."

You hadn't heard the details of the case, yet you could already feel the veins in your head pulsating. This couldn't be any good. Your top client was the Braun-Grice family. The past months had already been too troublesome. What could those brats have done this time?

"Let me guess," you lazily highlighted the paper with red marks before staring at your secretary. "It's Gabi and Falco again, isn't it? Did they vandalize some rich man's house again?"

Your secretary wished it was that simple. She shook her head, "I'm afraid they've done worse than that." Her voice turned solemn. "The teens are involved in a car accident."

You were startled, immediately letting go of your highlighter. The boredom in your face completely disappeared as you questioned your secretary seriously. "What did they do? Let me see the file."

Mina was an obedient employee. She chose to stay in the office with you but with no intention of beating around the bush. She handed you the file immediately, "Ms. Braun called me earlier and said she and Falco need to see you now. They're in Busan Police Station."

Your hands on the file froze. Busan? What were those brats doing in your hometown? Gabi and Falco were both from Seoul. It's also still a weekday, meaning they had classes. Did they skip school to fuck around?

Mina filled in the blanks for you, "Ms. Braun is remorseful over the other line. She said she and Falco were super stressed in school, so they thought, why not try throttle therapy to ease their minds?"

You laughed derisively upon hearing that. Throttle fucking therapy, my ass. You bet it was Gabi's idea. She had always claimed to be fearless and unstoppable because she knew her family was affluent not just in Seoul but all over Korea.

"So what? Did their car crash into something? How much is the damage?" You finally opened the police report. The incident happened approximately three hours ago. Gabi could only reach your secretary after her medical check-up and giving a statement to the traffic police.

That brat! You had told her countless times to keep her useless mouth shut and wait for you to show up. Why did she never learn!?

"That's the thing. The damage isn't convertible in monetary value. Mr. Grice drove the car because Ms. Braun induced him to do so. Unfortunately, they hit two pedestrians before crashing into a tree."

Numbness crawled from your feet to your face. There was ringing in your ears, and you could've sworn your heart stopped beating when you saw the crime scene pictures.

"The victims are a married couple on their way home. Falco immediately called the police to report the incident. The paramedics came at once, but the victims were proven to be dead on arrival."

It's a miracle you could still hear Mina talk despite the nausea attempting to envelope you whole. Tears began to pool in your eyes, and before you knew it, they were already falling straight to wet the cuff of your long-sleeved shirt.

It's black.

The color of your top was black. Its design was similar to the one the dead victim was wearing. Only the color was different. Hers was white, making the blood staining her shirt so bright that it hurt your already bloodshot eyes.

White and black. She wore white because you claimed it fit her innocent personality more. Black was yours because it was as dark as your soul. The shirt was the perfect Christmas gift. Only two pairs were made by the designer. You paid a huge sum of money for these clothes.

You couldn't be mistaken.

You knew the victim all too well.

"The victims have been identified. The woman is named Sora Kang; the other is her husband, an Italian citizen named Niccolo."

That's all you need to hear before you clamp the folder shut. You stood up, "Cancel all my upcoming cases—Pro bono or not—I don't care. I'm going to Busan tonight."

"Yes, Attorney." Mina handed you two tickets. "I've already contacted someone to buy the bullet train tickets for us. It's the fastest route to Busan."

If this was any other day, you'd probably praise her for being the most reliable secretary, but this wasn't like your typical busy Friday.

You were still as busy as ever, but one thing had changed.

Sora, your childhood best friend, had died.

"I'm going to Busan alone." You tossed the keys to your house in this city to Mina, "I need you to go to my place first. There's a brown box under my bed. Pack it along with my other things—clothes and necessities. You already know that. Send it to Busan. The address is written on the lid of the brown box. I expect you to finish your job in two hours. I'll see you then."

Mina had no objections. She practically ran out of the office after you gave your orders.

Your train would leave in twenty minutes. The short time was not enough, but you forced yourself to gather your wits and temporarily bandage your broken heart.

After that, you went straight to the train station with one thing on your mind:

Clean this mess up.

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It was quiet at the police station when you arrived. As expected, the Busan Police Division was not idle. Chief Police Kim Namjoon probably stationed his subordinates all over the city. Only Officer Park Jimin was at the front desk.

You wasted no time and showed your license to him; Jimin immediately directed you to the interrogation room where Falco and Gabi were being mentally intimidated.

As a seasoned lawyer, your head was held high as you barged inside the room, ignoring Jimin, who was anxiously coaxing you to calm down.

Of course, he'd tell you to calm down. Jimin was one of your childhood friends who had always been calm and rational. He didn't like solving things with violence, but he was smart enough to know you would not listen to him—not after you saw from the interrogation room window how the interrogator raised his fist to punch Falco. It was the typical intimidation to force a confession out of a suspect. You had encountered this scene many times, so your mind and body seemed to be on autopilot when you faced the interrogator.

You grabbed the devices used to record Gabi and Falco's confession and broke them. At once, all proof gathered in the past hours vanished into thin air.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye. Gabi, Falco, and the interrogator were dumbfounded by your sudden action.

"You dare!?" The interrogator was the first one to recover from the shock. He quickly turned to you. Intense fury painted his pathetic face as he clenched his hands into tight fists.

His reaction did not faze you one bit. In fact, it only prompted you to say your piece, "Article III, Section 19 of the Constitution states that the employment of physical, psychological, or degrading tactics against a suspect to force out a confession is punishable by the law."

Reciting a provision of the law verbatim was one of your favorite hobbies to defeat opponents. It usually leaves your heart with joy and pride whenever you see their faces morphing into anger and embarrassment. However, none of those exhilarating feelings envelop you.

There was only grief and nostalgia gripping your already broken heart. It was a shame none of these harrowing emotions could be traced in your face—as expected of a ruthless lawyer.

You continued with your attack, "If I remember it right, this is your seventh year in public service, so pray tell, Police Lieutenant Jeon Jungkook, how can you not know this basic law even student police knows?"

The mockery in your voice was palpable. Only fools wouldn't realize your intention to humiliate the interrogator. Unfortunately, Jungkook didn't give you the satisfaction of winning this game.

He soon caught up with you, "I didn't realize you keep track of my position and years of service, little miss esquire."

The burning fury was still visible on Jungkook's face, but it was now mixed with disgust. Jungkook was the type of person who'd proudly wear his heart on his sleeve, especially if it meant getting a jab at you.

It worked. A bubble of anger rushed in you when Jungkook refused to say your name and used your title as a lawyer instead. It's a poor attempt to rile you up, really. He acted as if he didn't remember your name—couldn't care less to remember it. It aimed straight at your pride—his subtle mockery crushed you, but he didn't end it with just that.

"Is it part of your schemes? Knowing what your enemies do, I mean. Do you keep track of us so you can use it to fuck us up?"

Jungkook folded his arms across his chest and jutted his chin out. He was already tall, so his current stance only made him look bigger—like he could swallow you in one go.

That's what Jungkook did in the end. He chewed you out, "I wouldn't be surprised. Seeing that your greed won against your dead best friend."

It was a low blow and Jungkook knew it, but you getting hurt never deterred him from hurting you further.

"You know, don't you?"

You could keep your face impassive all day, but you couldn't fool Jungkook. One look at you, and he already knew you had gone from Seoul to Busan in haste. It sparked Jungkook's abhorrence even more.

"You know, and you still went here for them." The sharpness and accusation tinging his tone made you and the two teens flinch. That's when you came back to the realization that you and Jungkook were not alone in this room.

This always happened. You and Jungkook seemed to lose sight of your surroundings whenever you started fighting. Seeing Falco and Gabi's worn-out faces brought you back to the cruel reality.

This wasn't like your usual bickering with Jungkook during your high school days. This time, you two were barring your fangs and claws out, full of displaced hatred and pain because Sora was dead.

It took everything in you not to cry. Your legs were turning soft like you were about to pass out any moment from now. Jungkook's red-rimmed eyes felt like the blood that was sucked out of your heart.

"You disgust me." This was Jungkook's final words before walking away, leaving you with only a loud slam of the door.

"A-Attorney..." Gabi tried calling for you until your attention was focused on them.

You did not respond to her call but stomped in her direction. Every click of your pointed heels shook Falco and Gabi's hearts. Gone was the smug look on Gabi's face that appeared every time you came to bail her out of jail.

This case was different. She couldn't make it all go away with money. Gabi looked helpless. Her lips were quivering when she tried calling out for you again, "A-Attorney, please help us—"

Slap!

Gabi's ear hurt. In her nineteen years of existence, this was the first time someone dared lay a hand on her. Gabi was baffled yet couldn't look you in the eyes. Her head remained tilted to the side, allowing you to see the tears cascading down her left cheek.

It was Falco who tried to stop you. His eyes were full-blown panic as he tried to talk some senses into you, "Attorney, don't. Please calm--"

Slap!

You laid a hand on Falco's cheek, too. Naturally, Gabi tried defending her lover by grabbing your hand. You let her grip your right hand because it wouldn't deter you from using your other hand to slap her again.

The teens were teaming up against you. When you slap Falco, Gabi will rescue him, and vice versa. All they did was grab your hand, though. They didn't dare fight back, making it easy for you to alternately slap them until your hands ached.

In the end, the two resigned to their fate and simply allowed you to numb their cheeks with pain.

But it wasn't enough.

No amount of physical pain could equal the lives they had taken because of recklessness. The same goes for you. No amount of pain would justify dereliction of duty. As of now, you were left with no choice but to continue doing your job as a lawyer. You fished a calling card from your slacks' pocket and threw it across Falco's chest.

The calling card fell on the floor. The teens did not dare pick it up or even look at it. But your following words made their bodies tremble.

"If I were you, I'd pick that up and start calling my new lawyer, as I will no longer be representing you in court."

Gabi was wise enough to bend and reluctantly pick up the card. You wanted to step on her fingers and crush them with your pointed heels. But you did not.

Seeing tears form in Gabi's eyes when she spotted the name of the new lawyer you recommended brought you more joy than stepping on her fingers.

The new lawyer was Reiner Braun. He wasn't supposed to be a lawyer in the first place. Reiner was Gabi's cousin; their family's connection made it easy for Reiner to pass the bar despite his lack of knowledge and power. Frankly speaking, Gabi knew this. She tried to argue with you, but you cut her off with another resounding slap.

"You have the audacity to still ask me?" Unadulterated anger settled at the pit of your stomach. You were so mad you ended up laughing. You balled your hands into fists and hid them behind you. It's for the better; otherwise, you would also end up in prison because of an assault.

"Your idiocy harmed my best friend. She and her husband died while you two fuckers remain in my line of sight—alive." You emphasized the last word with so much hatred, "So don't think even for a second that I will still be representing you in court. Because if I was..." The corner of your mouth turned up as you trailed off.

You looked at Gabi and Falco from head to toe. Only the blind couldn't see the threat dancing in your eyes. "I'll make sure you won't just lose the case. You'll get the maximum penalty, and I'll leave your ten next generations in shambles."

Falco's eyelashes fluttered. Gabi, on the other hand, gripped the card as if her life depended on it. They were resigning to their fate once more.

Good, because you could only take so much in an hour. There were still many things to patch up, and so you turned to leave, following the trail of footsteps Jungkook left.

***

Jungkook thought he was going crazy.

One would think that being in service for seven years would already desensitize his heart from crimes. He supposed that, to some extent, that was true. Unfortunately, no one had prepared Jungkook for all the negative feelings welling up in his chest as he dealt with the suspects involving the death of his loved one.

Sora.

A wave of nausea hit Jungkook as the image of Sora's dead body flashed in his mind. The feeling of helplessness was the worst punch in his gut, leaving his fist aching to beat the two teens in front of him.

Falco and Gabi remained rooted in their spot. Jungkook did not know what to do with them anymore. Whenever Falco confessed his crime, Gabi would refute it by saying it was all her fault. Jungkook couldn't care less about their heroic act; he just wanted someone to pay for Sora's death, but Falco had no plans of condemning Gabi either. He looked at Jungkook with tears, saying that Gabi was innocent.

Fucking brats! Jungkook couldn't take it anymore. He raised his fist to punch Falco; unfortunately, you barged into the room and ruined everything. It's bad enough that Jungkook didn't get to beat up Falco. How dare you destroy his evidence, too!?

"Damn it!" Jungkook kicked the pebbles outside the station. He initially left the interrogation room to cool down a little, but Jimin, his comrade, stopped him from getting back inside. Apparently, you told Jimin about that bullshit called the Bill of Rights.

"I'm sorry, Jungkook. Captain Yoongi called. He told me to get you out of the station as soon as possible. You're barred from participating in this investigation. Captain Yoongi is on his way now. He'll be the one interrogating the suspects."

"You can't do this to me, Jimin." Jungkook shook his head, refusing the Captain's order. "Sora's my best friend. You are her friend too! We need to avenge her!"

Jimin surely loved Sora, too, so he understood Jungkook to some extent. But he knew Captain Yoongi's decision was for the better. Jungkook was currently not in the right state of mind. He was grieving. Bloodlust was apparent in his eyes. If he wasn't careful enough, he might ruin this case.

"Go home, Jungkook." Jimin held Jungkook's shoulder firmly, "Or help Taehyung with the arrangement. He's alone and hurting, too."

Right. Jungkook's heart throbbed painfully in his chest as he thought about Taehyung. If anyone's hurting beyond repair right now, it had to be Taehyung. The latter and Sora were like inseparable twins.

Jungkook wanted to see Taehyung after interrogating Falco and Gabi—a form of consolation, if you might. Regrettably, it wasn't possible now, and it was your fault. Nothing ever went Jungkook's way when you were around.

You and Jungkook have known each other since you were kids. You were from the same street in Busan, so it was almost impossible not to see his face daily. You two were even classmates in your schooling days. In fact, you and Jungkook were pretty popular in school, but not for a good reason.

You two made people want to pull their hair out as you took being rivals too seriously. You argued about the smallest thing, wanting to appear as the stronger one, the smarter one, and the braver one.

But the thing was, your fights with Jungkook were never serious. It was more like teenage bickering. Admittedly, the whole school knew you, Sora, Jungkook, and Taehyung as the Idiot Quartet. Sora and Taehyung played pranks on everyone and did not care much about their academic performance. Meanwhile, you and Jungkook were academic rivals who went out of your way to win against the other. It was so petty that the other students thought you were idiots.

The anger Jungkook felt for you years ago was still apparent today, but he couldn't deny that it changed into something worse.

Hatred.

He'd known you for an ambitious woman who never backed down. You weren't content with your life in Busan and thus moved to Seoul. That part was naturally acceptable. What Jungkook couldn't accept was you casting aside your friendship with Sora for money and power.

You truly exceeded his worst expectations of you. Jungkook clenched his jaw and hands, swearing that you were his enemy from today onwards.

***

Contrary to popular belief, Sora was not an idiot. She had planned not just her life but also her death. This ensured that the living wouldn't be burdened by her passing.

Admittedly, you were involved in the preparations she made. As a lawyer, Sora sought your service to make writing her will easier. It happened three years ago:

Sora recently gave birth to a baby girl named Hanni. The child had blond hair like her father. She was too cute for her own good, so you didn't understand how Sora had the heart to think about death when she had a growing little angel by her side.

It wasn't fair to leave Hanni without a mother in this world.

"This is called safeguarding my baby's future." Sora reasoned out while writing down her 'will.' Her tongue was sticking out, and her brows were pinched together, indicating that she was serious about this ordeal.

It made you sigh.

"Okay! I've finalized the distribution of my...what do you call it again? Estate?"

"Assets." You corrected her firmly. Assets were for the living, and the estate was for the dead. You refused to associate your best friend with anything related to death. It was evident by the way your lips protruded into a sulky pout. You hated having this conversation with her.

"Asset, estate, or whatever you call it. I don't really care as long as it's done. Now, come here and notarize it. I've heard I need a witness when finalizing my will. You are my witness."

"I refuse." You turned away from Sora and busied yourself, caressing Hanni's tiny fist. "Your mum is cruel, isn't she, little one?"

Sora rolled her eyes and huffed, "It's for her sake, you know. Can't you see my situation now? I'm an orphan. My parents died when I could barely say a full sentence."

Sora always felt she inherited the curse of her parents dying young. It was unfair to disregard this thought as she was sure Hanni would be the lonely one carrying the burden once it happened.

"I'm assigning legal guardians for my child. Niccolo is number one, but I can't be too complacent." Sora released a deep breath. She wasn't sure if it was a good thing that her husband was crazy in love with her. It felt like he was willing to follow her even in death.

"Hear that, Hanni? Your mum is giving you away. Say bad, mummy, bad!" You carried Hanni into your arms while glaring at Sora. You couldn't believe your best friend traveled to Seoul with her little child just to say this bullshit.

"Stop being so dramatic," Sora lost count of how many times she had rolled her eyes. "It's not like I'm giving her to a stranger."

"Huh." You wiped Hanni's drool before casting a curious look at her mom, "Who are you naming her guardian, then? Jongsuk and Ji-eun?"

"Nope." Sora sounded disappointed. "I wanted to, but you know how busy they are with their two kids."

"Jongsuk is fucking rich. I'm sure they can afford to feed one more kid." You decided to humor Sora after realizing you couldn't change her mind.

Unfortunately, Sora deflated. "You bet. They have three more children coming."

"What the fuck?" You laid Hanni back in her crib, afraid you'd drop her after Sora dropped a bomb on you. "Are you telling me Ji-eun is pregnant again? And triplets?"

Sora's grin was wide. She wiggled her brows in excitement.

You were dumbfounded. "Seriously? What the fuck is wrong with Jongsuk!?"

Didn't Ji-eun just give birth last year!? What did Jongsuk plan on doing?

"Ah, duh? Have you seen Ji-eun? If I were Jongsuk, I'd do the same."

You pondered for a second. It didn't take you long to agree with your best friend. Damn right, Ji-eun was hot. If you didn't have the unfortunate curse of liking straight men, you bet you'd be pursuing Ji-eun relentlessly. She wasn't just a pretty face. Ji-eun was tantamount to what people called 'The Man.' Perhaps even better than the phrase.

Suddenly, you understood why a certain someone was head over heels with her.

"You're thinking about Jungkook, aren't you?"

You whipped your head up and met Sora's teasing eyes. You were about to refute her absurdity, but she beat you to it.

"Don't deny it. I know your 'I'm thinking about Jungkook' face. It's so obvious! Your brows become one, and your frown couldn't be any deeper!"

"That's right," you relaxed a little. "It's cause I hate him. I can't even crack a fake smile whenever I think about his stupid face."

Your disgusted face wasn't fooling anyone, though. But Sora didn't expose you. She just riled you up, "Well, at least his stupid face is popular with girls. Did you know? Niccolo has been setting Jungkook up with his foreign friends. Ah! Right!" The spark in her eyes was blinding.

"Jungkook has a blind date tonight. I've heard he's meeting a supermodel from Italy. She's the same—hey, hey! What are you doing!?"

Sora's eyes dilated upon seeing you gripping her baby's toy tightly. She snatched it from you and gasped, "What's gotten you so worked up? You broke Hanni's toy! This is her favorite!" And Jungkook was the one who gave the baby that toy. Sora didn't dare tell you as you might destroy it further.

You wouldn't do it, though. You actually felt guilty for letting out your inexplicable anger to the toy, "Sorry. I'd buy Hanni a new one, yeah?"

"You better!" Sora let it go and went back to drafting her will. She continued pestering you about some law jargon until your head hurt.

"Okay, okay. I'll stop now." Sora put the documents inside a brown box and handed it to you. "Here it is. My final will. I'm giving it to you for safekeeping."

"Huh," you snorted but still accepted the box. You handed Sora a similar package. "I gave you a Christmas present, and I get your will in return? Unfair."

You couldn't help but toss the brown box under your bed. You hoped there wouldn't be a time when you'd be forced to open that damn box.

Sora's eyes creased, "I'll buy you the prettiest present next time, okay?" Then she kissed your cheek, "Thanks for this lovely shirt! I love it so much."

"White suits you the most." You're like my angel, Sora. "I got mine in black so we could match."

"Cool!" Sora turned to her daughter. "You hear that, Hanni? Your Godmother wants to match with me. You need to find someone like her in the future, okay?"

Hanni giggled as if she understood her mother. It warmed your heart seeing them like this. Unfortunately, this precious moment would soon be taken away from them.

Come to think of it, everything that transpired three years ago was like a sick premonition of what would happen tonight. Wasn't it funny? Sora died wearing the clothes you'd gifted her, and now here you were, forced to open the brown box you hated with passion.

Sora prepared everything. Inside the box were her will and handwritten letters for her daughter and friends. Unsurprisingly, she didn't leave a note for Niccolo.

It's like Sora knew.

"I hate you," you whimpered lowly as you hugged Sora's letter. I hate you for leaving me. I hate you for being right. I hate you. I hate you so much, Kang Sora.

***

Since Sora was an orphan, Taehyung, as her friend, was qualified to make the arrangements for her and her husband's remains. This was also because he was the one who registered their death after Doctor Kim Seokjin announced the time of their passing.

Jungkook wanted to help Taehyung out, but Taehyung said he could handle it himself and that it would be better for Jungkook to care for Hanni instead.

Hanni was at home with her temporary babysitter. Niccolo was a chef at his restaurant, while Sora was the head manager there. They usually didn't have enough time to care for Hanni, so they hired a nighttime caregiver for their kid. Hanni attended daycare in the morning, which was one less worry for her parents.

The babysitter's shift ended a few hours ago, though. Jungkook had no choice but to rush to the Kang' residence.

Jungkook had an apology ready at the tip of his tongue and thousands of won to appease the babysitter for working overtime. He was surprised when he didn't see the cute babysitter and instead saw a temptress wearing a suit.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" Jungkook spat as he raised his guard up. Who else could he be talking to besides you? You were the only person who could annoy him until steam came off his ears.

Weren't you just at the police station? Jungkook quickly glanced at his wristwatch. The time was 10:15pm. You arrived to wreak havoc in the interrogation room at around 9:00pm. Were you that good of a lawyer to escape Captain Yoongi's inquest in just an hour?

Looking at you, it seemed you had been here for quite some time now. Hanni happily snuggled in your arms while sucking on her milk bottle. The baby looked sleepy, unaware that her parents had already crossed the afterlife road.

Jungkook felt his heart tighten. Did you go here to use Hanni as leverage to help free those damned murderers? Thinking about your menacing schemes, Jungkook couldn't help but raise his hand to snatch Hanni away from your embrace.

"Let go of Hanni now!" Jungkook gnashed his teeth, deliberating on calling the police on you, but then he remembered he was also a police officer. Right. If he wanted to, he could arrest you for using an innocent kid to your advantage.

"Will you stop being so dramatic?" you recognized Jungkook's intention, so you rolled your eyes at his stupidity. You also laid Hanni back inside her crib but didn't do it to appease Jungkook. It was because your arms were starting to get numb from carrying her—not to mention that your chest was covered in Hanni's spilled milk, too.

Jungkook's line of sight focused on your chest, not knowing what to make out of it as you gently wipe the milk with your bare hand.

You pretended not to see him swallowing thickly and struggling to look away from you. "Relax, will you? Your tiny brain might not comprehend it, but I'm telling you now. I am not here to harm Hanni. I'm her godparent, after all—just like you."

Your busy work schedule did not allow you to see Hanni all the time, but Sora made sure to video call you whenever she had the chance. Frankly speaking, seeing your goddaughter after a tiring day calmed you down. Hanni was your sweet butterfly. You loved her to death.

"And for the record, I am not representing Gabi and Falco in court."

Your sharp tone made Jungkook stop. His intense gaze studied you. This time, your face wasn't devoid of emotions. He could see fire in your eyes—as if you were ready to burn anyone who dared oppose you.

"T-Then," Jungkook's Adam's apple bobbed, "Why'd you destroy my evidence?" It took him hours to force confessions out of those bastards. He doubted that was enough as Falco and Gabi kept protecting each other, but still...

"How are you even a police lieutenant? Did Chief Kim bump his head before promoting you?"

Jungkook was offended and wanted to argue, but you gave him no chance.

"The evidence you've gathered is inadmissible to court. It's fucking illegal, idiot. Those brats could've filed a case against you if I hadn't destroyed the evidence of your idiocy."

Simply put, you had protected Jungkook from incrimination. "What happened to the Jungkook I know? Didn't you always hate Jongsuk Lee for being a suicidal maniac?"

The Idiot Quartet was good friends with Jongsuk and Ji-eun, too. You had known them since childhood. If your group was called the Idiot Quartet, then Ji-eun, Jongsuk, and Jimin were known as the Powerhouse Trio. The three were good in academics and sports, but Jongsuk fell short of a good attitude. Jongsuk was ridiculously impatient that he would not hesitate to charge recklessly, even at the expense of his life. Jongsuk was a police officer like Jungkook. It was just that Chief Namjoon Kim assigned Jongsuk to the special operation squad.

Jongsuk was a sore spot for Jungkook as it seemed like whatever Jungkook wanted, Jongsuk had.

Truth be told, Jungkook scoffed at the mention of Jongsuk's name. He glared at you, "I'm nothing like that suicidal maniac. Don't compare me to him."

You shrugged and did not push it. Fighting Jungkook tonight was not worthy of your time. There was a more pressing issue to discuss.

"Anyway, I'm not involved with Gabi and Falco anymore. You can rest assured."

Jungkook didn't want to fight you either. He was tired. He only wanted to honor his dead best friend. "It's good that you didn't completely stray the wrong path."

Surprisingly, the seed of hatred Jungkook planted in his heart had been dug up at the speed of light. You see, he wasn't muddle-headed like you claimed. Jungkook got irritated by your mere presence and sharp mouth, but hating someone without apparent reason was beyond him.

Maybe he could trust you? Thinking about this, Jungkook tried to push his luck, "So, if you aren't going to be those brats' lawyer, does it mean you came here to represent Sora and Niccolo?"

You just said you did not want to fight him, but on God, was he testing your patience. It took everything in you not to mock him, "I am a defense lawyer, smart-ass. This is a criminal case; it's those brats against the general public. Sora and Niccolo must be represented by a prosecutor. I trust you know the difference between a pro—"

"I know! I get it already. Stop it." Jungkook's cheeks turned crimson when he realized his mistake. His brain must have short-circuited because of the awkwardness and the milk on your chest—damn it, there was still traces of milk in your cleavage.

Jungkook forced himself to look away, making the corner of your lips turn up.

"It's Ji-eun." You said abruptly and without context. Jungkook looked at you, confused.

You sighed, "Ji-eun is a prosecutor, which I'm guessing you're very familiar with."

Of course, Jungkook knew precisely what Ji-eun did for a living. It was the main reason Jungkook fell in love with Ji-eun—he thought she was cool for upholding justice.

Jungkook had this illusion that he and Ji-eun complemented each other, mainly because both their line of work involved helping ordinary people. It was the complete opposite of what you do. In Jungkook's vocabulary, you were a scum—defending criminals who ruined the balance of the world.

"I called Ji-eun earlier. She agreed, but we have yet to discuss the details. The legalities of the case can be postponed for now. There's something urgent we need to address first." Jungkook recognized the seriousness in your tone. He furrowed a brow and listened to you intently.

"Sora named me as the executor of her will." Your face turned solemn, side glancing at Hanni, who was sound asleep. Your heart ached for her. "She has written notes to everyone, including us."

Jungkook watched you pick up a brown box on the floor. That's when he noticed the suitcase next to it.

Wait—Jungkook's eyes shrunk. Is that your suitcase?

His question was soon answered when you handed Sora's letter to him. Jungkook immediately tore it open, skimming through its contents.

His eyes widened comically upon reading the most ridiculous request of all times:

Sora was leaving Hanni in your and Jungkook's care.

What the fuck.

***

Taehyung felt floating as he took the way to Sora's house. It was past ten in the evening, meaning it took him hours to arrange Sora and Niccolo's funeral.

He was physically exhausted from having to go from place to place. Fortunately, he had a bit of time to rest since Sora and Niccolo's bodies were still at the mortuary. Taehyung thought he'd check up on Hanni first, then ask Jungkook to tidy the Kang' residence to make it a decent place to hold the wake. Sadly, Taehyung's plans went haywire as soon as he stepped inside the house.

"Oh, yeah? Why don't you tell that to yourself, you mama's boy!? I'm not the one who has an Oedipus complex!"

Taehyung watched as Jungkook's complexion turned red because of anger. He rolled the sleeves of his police uniform, seemingly ready to fight you.

"Well, fuck you and your mommy issues. Just admit you're jealous I have a kind mom. It's not my fault your mom only loves you whenever you achieve something that will boost her ego!"

Violence was never the answer, but you couldn't help but pick up one of Hanni's toys and throw it at Jungkook's broad chest. You screamed at him, "What the fuck is wrong with you!?" He was hitting you where it hurt.

"No, what the fuck is wrong with you?" Jungkook threw the question back at you. You were the one who pissed him off first.

Sadly, Taehyung did not care whose fault it was. He just wanted this petty fight to end, so he screamed before you or Jungkook started going at each other again.

"What the hell is happening here?" Taehyung was the type of friend who goofed around a lot, though no one could deny he was the most scary when angered. Just the sound of his voice was enough to stain your and Jungkook's back with cold sweat. Almost at once, Jungkook kept his mouth shut.

Conversely, you smiled awkwardly at Taehyung and acted oblivious, "Hi, Taehyung. Didn't see you there."

Jungkook held back a scoff at how fast you changed your annoying tone to a saccharine one. Your eyes even crinkled with fondness. Damn it. You were such a great pretender! Weren't you just acting like a dragon and breathing fire in Jungkook's direction? Taehyung saw it, too, preventing you from escaping this mess.

"How can you see me when you're busy fighting Jungkook again?" Taehyung huffed and shook his head in disappointment, "You two never changed, do you? To think of fighting in the presence of your dead best friend's kid. Have you no shame?"

As said, it was common knowledge not to anger Taehyung, yet no one warned you how scary he was when he couldn't bring himself to be angry anymore. Right now, Taehyung was just tired of your bullshit.

Remorse seeped into your heart. Truth be told, you knew where Taehyung was coming from. You and Jungkook were both adults, yet you failed to act like one. You didn't even know how your fight started. All you remembered was Jungkook vehemently opposing Sora's decision to leave Hanni to you and his care.

He thought you were undeserving of looking after a small child. You got mad, saying he had high expectations for female guardians because of his weird relationship with his mother.

Of course, it wasn't true. But you were so pissed you couldn't stop spouting nonsense. Truthfully, you could have gone forever with your insults had it not been for Taehyung's arrival.

"Don't take it seriously, Taehyung. We're just fooling around to cheer up Hanni. We thought some loud noises would divert her attention to something else." Jungkook added unhelpfully.

Taehyung pressed his lips into a thin line and looked at Hanni, who was sleeping peacefully: "...."

"Haha," You laughed in embarrassment and were forced to playfully smack Jungkook's biceps. "See? Our loudness helped Hanni sleep. Didn't Sora always sing her a goodnight song? We did it too!"

"Yes!" Jungkook gathered some files on the floor. The both of you had thrown them in the midst of fighting. The Kang' residence was a mess because of you two's silliness.

"Anyway, didn't you say the wake will be held here? Why don't you rest first? We'll take it from here. Right, Jungkook?"

Taehyung watched the two of you for a while before resigning to the guest room. He heard your whispered sighs but didn't mind as you quickly resolved it with a temporary truce.

Taehyung sighed and looked at the white ceiling. The tears he had repressed all night finally cascaded down his cheeks.

He sobbed quietly and thought about the dead, "You really have idiots as your best friends, Sora."

***

Sora and Niccolo's wake would be held for one day only. Tomorrow was the scheduled funeral, so all the departed's friends gathered at the Kang' residence for the final goodbye. You and Jungkook behaved this time—your temporary truce helped you welcome the guests without hiccups.

Ji-eun and Jongsuk arrived in the morning with their five children. It was a blessing in disguise, really. Jongsuk took care of the kids, including Hanni, while you and Ji-eun discussed the legalities of the case filed against Gabi and Falco. Captain Yoongi joined the discussion, too.

Yoongi lived in your neighborhood as well. He used to teach kids your age some self-defense tricks. He was specifically fond of Sora as she made unconventional defenses easier to execute. Looking back, you realize Sora was the glue holding the group together. There were moments you couldn't tolerate the extremity of Captain Yoongi's training, but Sora persuaded you and the others to be more patient and courageous.

"Thanks for doing this, Captain." You smiled softly at Yoongi. He merely raised a brow, drank his tea, and said, "Not a problem. This isn't a formal discussion."

The Captain didn't want to disrespect the solemnity of the wake, so he invited you and Ji-eun to talk in his office after the funeral. He only joined today's talk to say some urgent matters.

"I thought you should know beforehand that we have a strong case, mainly because the incident was captured by cameras. However, we have a formidable opponent. Annie Leonhart is defending those brats in court."

Your stomach knotted with bitterness upon hearing that. Annie Leonhart was indeed a formidable lawyer. However, you couldn't deny that your heart felt at ease when you met Ji-eun's unyielding gaze. Yes, you couldn't forget that this prosecutor never lost a case. She would do Sora justice.

It wouldn't be too difficult as long as dumb people didn't interfere.

Jungkook. Your brain immediately thought of Jungkook as he was the only one you could associate with the word dumb.

Just like now, Jungkook was standing in the corner of the room while staring at your group dumbly—scratch that, it was obvious he had his puppy eyes focused on Ji-eun.

You rolled your eyes. Of fucking course. How could you forget that this dumbass was in love with Prosecutor Lee? Did the fact that she was already married ever stop Jungkook from pining after Ji-eun? No.

"Attorney, Captain, will you excuse me for a moment?" You gritted your teeth while your gaze was still trained on Jungkook. The two Mins did not hold you back, making it easier for you to instantly trudge over Jungkook's direction.

"Hey, loser. I wanted to quote Article 333 of the family code for you, but then I remembered Ji-eun will never commit adultery, more so if it's with your sorry ass." You smirked at Jungkook, rage still boiling within you.

You were not the only one annoyed, though. Jungkook looked at you in disbelief; his eyebrows pinched together as he huffed, "What is it this time? I'm not doing anything!"

"You're not fooling anyone here, asshole. Don't think for a moment that I don't see you looking pathetically at Mrs. Lee."

"The heck are you on?"

"That you're in love with Ji-eun? That's the only reason why you're looking in our direction." You rolled your eyes, looking smug. "Unless you had a change of heart and are now pining after Captain Yoongi—which I'm not opposed to, by the way. I'm all for gay rights. You might be too late, though. I think he's a little too in love with your Chief Police Kim."

You shook your head in pity for Jungkook. Ji-eun and Yoongi were cousins. Why did Jungkook seem to only like Mins, who were already in love with someone else?

"Will you shut up?" Jungkook's jaw ticked. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead. He looked panicked.

You snickered, "Oh, no. Is Jungkook-boy shy—"

"I'm looking at you, damn it!" Jungkook seized your wrist and pulled you closer to him. From the outside's point of view, it looked like Jungkook was some gang leader bullying a helpless girl. But that's the thing. Only his looks were imposing—Jungkook's grey suit perfectly hugged his toned body. His hairstyle drastically changed since your teenage years, too. Per the police officer standard, Jungkook was now sporting an undercut that made his jaw look more chiseled. His aura was intimidating, but only you knew how gently he had pulled you close to his body.

Jungkook whispered into your ears, "I'm worried, alright? I need your help. Can you see those two women sitting by the window? They've been here since morning, and they're watching you and me—us. I don't seem to recall their faces. Sora and Niccolo were not related to them in any way either."

Jungkook had met the people around the married couple. He knew even the customers in Sora and Niccolo's restaurant. This was the first time Jungkook was seeing these women.

You were alerted, too. It was uncommon for strangers to attend the departed's wake, so these two women could either be from Falco and Gabi's side or...

Your eyes widened at the sudden realization. Unfortunately, before you could warn Jungkook, the two ladies had already noticed your gaze and immediately walked in your direction.

"Hi there. My name is Frieda, and this is my coworker, Ms. Kiyomi. We're social workers assigned by the local government to check on orphans."

"It's nice to meet you." Thankfully, you had no problems switching gears. Being a lawyer taught you to fake pleasantries despite shaking on the inside. As expected, these two women were social workers here to see Hanni's condition. Regrettably, you had failed to discuss this earlier with Jungkook.

"I know this is not the best time to visit, but we're just concerned about the little girl. Hanni, that's her name, right?" Kiyomi was an old woman who appeared strict and conservative. Her smile made your eyes twitch. "I take it you're the host of this wake. Do you mind sharing with us if Mr. Niccolo and his wife assigned a legal guardian for Hanni?"

"Legal guardians, actually." You mirrored Kiyomi's smile. "I'm the family's lawyer and Sora's childhood best friend. She has left her notarized will with me. I can send you both the hard and soft copy any time."

"That's good to hear," Frieda answered, "But right now, we want to personally meet the assigned guardians. Where is Hanni, by the way?"

"Hanni is sleeping in her room with SWAT officer Lee's children, right, babe?"

"Huh?" Jungkook asked dumbly when he felt your hand encircling his biceps. To say he was shocked by your term of endearment would be an understatement because what the fuck? Did you just call him babe?

"A little absentminded, are we?" You chuckled awkwardly and pinched Jungkook's biceps 'lovingly' Damn, was he ripped. "Forgive my fiancé, lovely ladies. He's just a bit tired after pulling an all-nighter to arrange our best friends' wake and trying to pacify little Hanni."

"Oh," Kiyomi's eyes lit up. "You're the assigned guardians, I suppose?"

"Yes, we are." You felt Jungkook stiffen when you leaned your head onto his biceps. You originally wanted to lean on his shoulder, but he was too tall. You guessed it didn't matter as long as you had skin contact with Jungkook.

Kiyomi didn't seem to be convinced, though. Her keen eyes wandered over yours and Jungkook's empty ring fingers.

"Ah!" You grabbed Jungkook's left hand and intertwined your fingers with his. "We removed our engagement rings for now. You know, Hanni's at the age where she just likes sucking onto everything. You can't have a kid swallowing a diamond, can you?"

The two women laughed at your lame joke. Meanwhile, Jungkook's face still couldn't be painted. Every part of his being urged him to push you away, but he had a hunch that would be unwise.

Jungkook looked at the two ladies before side-eyeing you. He felt like losing to a sick game, which didn't sit well with him. Jungkook hated it when you were one step ahead, so he played your game despite not knowing the rules.

He grabbed your interlaced fingers and kissed them. "Don't worry, hon. The ring is just for aesthetic purposes. I am still yours without it."

"Oh, my. What a lovely couple!" Kiyomi finally fell into your gimmick. She rubbed her chest as if what she saw warmed her heart, "It's getting late. People are coming, why don't you go and welcome them? Frieda and I are just leaving."

You calmed your beating heart before answering the old lady, "Don't you wanna see Hanni first?"

Frieda and Kiyomi fell silent and seemed to be hesitant. Hearing SWAT officer Lee's name actually scared them. They were afraid of offending Jongsuk. Kids were especially fussy when their nap was disturbed, yes?

"No need. We have already imposed too much. Why don't we schedule a meeting after the funeral?" Frieda raised her brow.

"Sounds lovely. Wait a second. We'll give you our contact information."

The two social workers finally left after exchanging contact details and a few more pleasantries. Your hand was still enveloped by Jungkook's big, warm hand. He took this as an opportunity to lightly drag you into an empty room.

"What the hell just happened there?" For someone who's confused, Jungkook sure enjoyed holding your hand. His grip tightened when you laughed mockingly.

"You called me hon—cringe, by the way—but you can't grasp what happened there? Are you for real?"

"Just answer the damn question!" Jungkook's ears were red. He swore he wasn't stupid. You were just making him appear to be like that. "And as if you're any better. Calling me babe, really? And fiancé? Who the hell wants to marry you!?"

"Let go!" You wriggled out of his grasp, yet Jungkook did not let you go. He pulled you close to him and stared at you intently.

"No." Jungkook jutted his chin. "Not unless you explain what that was all about."

Looking at Jungkook's eyes made you shudder. You knew him. He was stubborn. Seeing the determination in his eyes, you realized it was wise not to tease him any further. Jungkook was many things, but he never joked about romantic feelings. Call it old school, but he already regretted playing your game. How could he forget how much of a menace you were?

"I'm not making fun of you, alright? I had to pretend we're lovers, for Hanni's sake." You explained to Jungkook that most social workers were vicious when doing their jobs. Kiyomi was an old lady. Of course, she'd prefer to see Hanni with a loving and complete family as her guardians. She had the power to manipulate the judge's decision. You were afraid she would suggest assigning Hanni to strangers who could give her an illusion of a 'happy family.'

"So are you saying we have to pretend we're dating in front of those social workers?" Jungkook wasn't unreasonable. He was willing to hear your ridiculous idea if this meant keeping Hanni in a safe space.

"Well," you sighed in lament. "Not just in front of the social workers, unfortunately. Kiyomi and Frieda might interview anyone in our circle. It will be bad if they find out we're lying, worse, that we hate each other."

"I don't hate you, though." Jungkook's response was immediate. He creased his forehead as if not understanding what you said. "But I find you extremely annoying."

"The feeling is mutual." You exerted all your energy to wriggle out of his grasp.

Jungkook smirked and thought of getting back at you for getting him all flustered before those social workers, "Eh? Are you getting sick of my touch already? Careful. We might have to do more than hold hands to convince people we're to be married."

"You are so..." You trailed off because of irritation. "Irrational and a hypocrite! Don't you hate faking romantic things with me?" And aren't you in love with Ji-eun?

Jungkook shrugged nonchalantly; a smirk was still plastered on his lips. "I adapt fast. I can tolerate your annoying face, for Hanni's sake."

He pinched your cheek.

You slapped his hand away and squared your shoulders. Damn you, Jungkook Jeon.

"Bring it on, then."

***

Bullshit.

Your claim against Jungkook to 'bring it on" was complete and utter bullshit. Not only was it difficult, but it was also unrealistic and close to being impossible. Truthfully, you two did not feel it at once, mainly because you were busy with the funeral and had your other friends help you with Hanni.

Now, however...

"Terni, I'm sorry," Hanni's bright eyes glistened with tears as she stared at you. She was only three, but surprisingly, she could already pronounce words clearly—except maybe the word attorney.

Sora told her daughter to call you 'Attorney' so the little one could brag to people about having a cool godmother who was a lawyer. Hanni was an intelligent child. Admittedly, you suspected she could actually pronounce the word attorney correctly. She simply preferred calling you Terni as it was cuter and perhaps because it was easier to escape your wrath.

Hanni accidentally spilled a full glass of her favorite chocolate drink on your work documents. These were all related to the cases you told your secretary to cancel when you found out Sora died. Unfortunately, your words held no weight as you still needed to take on these cases—whether you wanted to or not. Besides, your mourning period was coming to an end. Sora and Niccolo had found their resting place already. Your only worry was Hanni and your pending cases.

"It's okay, darling." The side of your upper lip twitched while you threw the files in the trash bin. You kept reminding yourself that lashing out at a three-year-old kid was unreasonable.

'But it's not unreasonable to displace your anger to a certain police lieutenant.' The voice inside your head supplied. You smirked, feeling enlightened. Obviously, you were going to listen to the voice. Every chance you got to annoy Jungkook was gold.

"Why don't I put you in your crib first? Terni will just talk to Jungkook-boy, okay?"

Because she knew she was at fault here, Hanni nodded and let you carry her back to her room. The Kang' residence was quite big. You, Hanni, and Jungkook each had your own rooms. The master bedroom remained untouched, though. You didn't have the heart to invade the late couple's personal space. Besides, you were only temporarily residing here. This was not your house, and Hanni was not your child—you weren't even fully recognized by the court as Hanni's guardian. This could all be taken away from you sooner or later.

It was better not to get attached and keep things as they were. Taking this into consideration, you went to the kitchen to annoy Jungkook. Unfortunately, you were only able to say a few words before your face and mind blanked out. Clearly, no one prepared you on how to react seeing Jungkook buzzing around the kitchen while washing dishes—the same dishes you and Hanni used for breakfast this morning.

Jungkook wore washing gloves; soap suds painted his left cheek while pots and plates surrounded him.

"What'd you say again?" Jungkook spared you a glance, washing the mug you used for coffee earlier.

You swallowed thickly and forced your eyes away from the dishes. You originally wanted to chastise him for slacking off and not bringing Hanni to the daycare center on time. If Hanni was at the daycare, then your files wouldn't get soaked up in a chocolate drink in the first place. You couldn't blame him now, could you? Not when he was busy cleaning the kitchen after preparing breakfast for you and Hanni.

In your defense, you did not ask him to cook for you, too. You woke up with the smell of pancakes, bacon, and eggs wafting inside your room. Of course, you got up to scold him for not turning on the exhaust hood.

"You're awake?" You remembered Jungkook raising a brow upon seeing you. Hanni was already sitting on her high chair; her mouth was watering because of how good her breakfast smelled. "Come on, join us for breakfast."

You swallowed the insults at the tip of your tongue as Jungkook placed two big plates and a small one on the table.

"I don't eat breakfast," you said indifferently. It was true. When you reach your office, your secretary will have a cup of macadamia-flavored coffee ready. That was the only thing you had for breakfast. It had probably been years since you'd eaten anything solid during the morning.

Jungkook seemed to misunderstand your response, though. He thought you just didn't like to eat what he cooked. He taunted you, "There's no poison here, Empress. Your lowly male concubines have tasted the food for you."

To demonstrate, Jungkook swallowed a spoonful of bacon and pancakes.

"You're mistaken. You are no concubine of mine." You sneered but took a seat to eat. "You're merely my eunuch."

Teenager Jungkook would have turned red-faced and just cussed you out, but he grew up, and those blind dates with countless supermodels had improved his confidence. Jungkook pressed his hand on the table and peered down at you. His broad chest was inches away from your face.

"Now, that would be misleading, Empress. Can a eunuch have this?" He didn't use words, merely gesturing toward himself, particularly on the lower portion of his body.

The teenager you would have turned pissed and just cussed Jungkook out, but despite maturing into an adult woman, you still couldn't handle jokes like this, causing your face to turn scarlet.

Jungkook chuckled at your reaction but didn't push you anymore. He liked pressing your buttons, though not to the point of making you uncomfortable. He was not an ass.

"Let's just eat, alright?"

Jungkook happily agreed and put some food on your plate. You merely glanced at it before playing it cool by opening up another topic, "It's your turn to send Hanni to daycare today, right? Her class is at 7am. Her teacher said she could go back to class but is welcome to extend her break."

Hanni's parents just died, after all. Besides, it wasn't a formal school. The daycare was established as a consideration for children who had working parents.

"Yes, I'll bathe her today. too, then we'll go to the center after." Jungkook smeared maple syrup on Hanni's pancakes. He had added finely cut grapes on top of it as he was afraid Hanni would choke on the circled fruit.

"Good. I'll finish some work today," you said as a form of respect.

You and Jungkook decided to co-parent Hanni and see if you could commit to it. Jungkook was assigned to take care of Hanni from Monday to Wednesday. Meanwhile, your schedule was from Thursday to Saturday. This included sending Hanni to school, feeding, bathing, and playing with her. Sunday was your only free day, as Hanni would be in the care of your friends. Captain Yoongi and Chief Namjoon said they'd bring Hanni out to play this Sunday.

It was a relief, really. You need to go back to Seoul this Sunday to finish some work and formally announce to your subordinates and clients that you will be moving to Busan for the time being. Your schedule this week was jampacked. Fortunately, Kiyomi and Frieda postponed the meeting and said they would inform you at their earliest convenience. As it turned out, those social workers weren't utterly heartless as they intended to give you and Jungkook a breather until the settlement of Sora and Niccolo's case.

Right. That was another concern of yours. You turned to Jungkook, "What time is your lunch break? I'm meeting up with Prosecutor Lee and Captain Yoongi this afternoon. Wanna join us?"

You and Jungkook played well when you were teaming up instead of being rivals. He shook his head in lament, "I can't. I have to finish some work at the station too. Just fill me in with the details later."

"Alright." You continued eating after that. Surprisingly, the breakfast with Hanni and Jungkook went well. Your morning would have been perfect hadn't been for Hanni messing up your files—which led you back to staring dumbly at Jungkook, who was still busy cleaning up the kitchen.

It was past seven in the morning. You were busy working and weren't able to track time. "Didn't you say you would send Hanni to daycare today? Why haven't you?"

"Oh." Jungkook scratched the back of his head. "I called the teacher and informed her that Hanni isn't coming today." Jungkook let Hanni walk around the house and find you. He guessed it was his fault for having too much confidence in a three-year-old kid. Of course, giving Hanni a chocolate drink wasn't a guarantee that she would be able to tell you she wasn't going to school today. Jungkook was too much of a pussy to tell you himself. He knew how you were when working. You would breathe fire at him for disturbing you.

"Why, though?" You puffed out air, "We can't keep doing this, you know? Hanni needs to socialize with other people." It wasn't that you wanted Hanni to forget her parents, but lately, Hanni had been asking where her mum and dad went. You and Jungkook hadn't discussed a healthy way to go over such a sensitive topic. Besides, you and Jungkook were working adults who needed time to do their jobs. You couldn't spend all day looking after Hanni.

"I know, but she sneezed twice this morning. It's already so cold outside. What if she catches the flu?"

"Oh, my gosh, you overprotective dumbass." You rolled your eyes at Jungkook, but the latter shrugged it off. You could call him whatever you wanted. However, he couldn't risk his goddaughter getting sick.

"I'll go to work in a while and drop by Hanni's doctor after my shift. I'll inquire about her medical records and see if we can get her a flu vaccine. Don't worry," Jungkook's eyes were thoughtful. "It's Monday, so I'll take care of everything myself. You can go to work today. I'll just text you if something comes up."

The day wasn't even halfway done, but you found yourself agreeing to Jungkook without a need for a fight. This was new, and you found it surprisingly refreshing.

"Fine." You acquiesced as the urge to blame him for your soaked files disappeared. Maybe you were wrong—maybe, just maybe, co-parenting Hanni with Jungkook wasn't as bad as you imagined.

***

Your afternoon turned out to be hectic, so the meeting with the two Mins was pushed to 3pm. Captain Yoongi invited you to a tea shop as it was quieter there.

"I personally think we have no shot in filing a murder case against those brats." Chamomile tea wasn't enough to calm you down as you looked at the crime pictures again.

Sora was sprawled on the cold ground; the pool of blood made you wanna puke. It didn't help that Ji-eun was drinking a strawberry-flavored tea.

"You're right. Given the elements of a murder, two are not present. Mens rea and actus rus," Ji-eun voiced out the legal terms. According to Captain Yoongi, Gabi and Falco gave consistent explanations during the interrogation. It was similar to what they told your secretary.

The teens did not intend to kill Sora and her husband. They were merely trying throttle therapy, which, unfortunately, went wrong.

Falco said he switched lanes to avoid crashing into a car maneuvering into a U-turn. It just happened that Sora and Niccolo were crossing the street before Falco could step on the break.

"I think that's what Jungkook did when he forced confessions from the brats. He wanted them to admit to murdering Sora and Niccolo so they could get the maximum penalty. However, I can tell it was an accident. We can only file for reckless imprudence resulting in multiple homicides." Captain Yoongi held his cup tightly, an indication that he was angry at what happened but couldn't do anything about it.

"That's my plan, but I think Annie Leonhart will reduce her clients' charges to manslaughter."

Manslaughter? Yoongi's brow creased. He wasn't a lawyer, so naturally, he couldn't immediately follow the logic behind the prosecutor's words.

You explained it to him, "It means Annie is a bitch, Captain. Based on my assumption, I bet she'll fake some medical records and say Falco took some kind of drug to help with his mental health issues." She would make it appear that Falco was unaware the drug given to him could cause hallucinations, confusion, and probably a loss of energy. "Or she'll have the clients' families pay a random person to confess tampering with Falco's car, hence the break not working. Either way, Attorney Leonhart will find a scapegoat and make it appear that what Gabi and Falco did was unintentional."

"You're so familiar with these tactics, aren't you?" Yoongi knitted his brow. In return, you tilted your head to the side as if to show a 'what can I say' attitude. The Captain was not wrong. You were also familiar with the techniques you mentioned because you were a defense lawyer.

Ji-eun wasn't bothered. She figured out the logic behind your tactics. She clasped her hands and said, "Captain Yoongi called me on the day of the incident. I've sent some people to subject Falco and Gabi to medical examinations. No need to fret. The results will show if they've taken any drugs. There were two more independent examiners, so they can't accuse us of faking the results."

Good. Your shoulders relaxed upon hearing that. Ji-eun continued, "We must pay attention to the other excuse Annie might choose." Prosecutor Lee emphasized how affluent the Braun and Grice families were. It would be easy for them to fake 'dispute' with people, forcing them to tamper with the car Falco drove. "Captain, my cousin-in-law is good friends with this case's judge, correct? I need your help with evidence submitted before the trial. I need time to study the witnesses, too."

"Cousin-in-law?" Ji-eun said many things, but this was the only thing Yoongi grasped. The Captain was not married yet. Who could Ji-eun be referring to as her cousin-in-law?

"Chief Police Namjoon Kim." Prosecutor Lee said with a face vacant of any emotions that even the hard-to-faze Yoongi almost spit his tea. You laughed heartily. Oh, men and their poor attempt to conceal their feelings. It was hilarious when boys fell in love. They looked like idiots who seemed to forget how to navigate life.

"Namjoon is not your cousin-in-law...yet," Yoongi cleared his throat. "But yes, he will be...helping you with anything you need with the case. Just send either one of us a text or go to our house. Make sure to bring Rin when you visit."

Rin was Ji-eun and Jongsuk's eldest son and Yoongi's favorite. He spoiled that kid rotten. You adored that kid, too. Admittedly, your topic switched to the Lee kids, and you also took this time to ask Ji-eun for tips on caring for a small child.

The sun had already set by the time your meeting ended. A fond smile was still plastered on your lips long after the Ji-eun and Yoongi left, but it didn't take long for your smile to disappear once you heard your phone buzz.

Someone had sent you a message. The number wasn't saved in your contacts, but the previous messages gave you a clue about who it was.

Unknown number:

Seoul is colder now that you're not here. I miss you.

You stared at the message for some time, then sighed as if accepting defeat. You scrolled through your contacts and called the one named 'Eunuch Jungkook.'

"What can I do for you, Empress?" Jungkook answered after two rings. His tone carried some teasing, which eased your heart a little.

"Something came up. I'm going back to Seoul tonight. My secretary said she needs help—"

"Alright," Jungkook responded softly before you could finish your excuse. You did not need to explain to him. Jungkook understood your line of work. He couldn't hold it against you. Besides, it's Monday. He could care for Hanni himself. "Just text me when you'll be back. And don't you dare forget to bring back some monjayaki for me and Hanni!"

"Fine, fine." You rolled your eyes, feigning irritation. "I'll see you soon."

"Good. Take care." Jungkook had you talk to Hanni for a few minutes before hanging up. After that, you booked a car to drive you back to Seoul. This was better than a subway. After all, you need to conserve energy to talk to that one person.

You sighed. This would definitely be a long night...

***

Mina bombarded you with workloads the second you stepped foot in your office in Seoul.

"I'm sorry, Attorney." Mina was apologetic when she handed you the documents. "You need to attend to one more hearing tomorrow."

"Another business dispute?" You looked at your secretary in disbelief. Seriously? All the cases you have been handling these past couple of days were related to businesses dealing with trademark infringement and violating the labor code. It was a surprise that these business owners still trusted you. Admittedly, you thought most of your clients would withdraw now that you didn't have the support of the Braun and Grice families.

"Yes, your client refused to settle as they did not want to pay the amount demanded by the other party."

You scoffed. Those greedy assholes. They had the nerve to ignore the labor law but couldn't face the consequences of their actions?

"Tell my client I'm meeting them in an hour. Either that or they can go find another lawyer." You would 'persuade' them to settle out of court today as you couldn't attend tomorrow's hearing. You were in a hurry to return to Busan since it was already Sunday. Jungkook had been caring for Hanni the whole week, which made you feel guilty. Jungkook had another role he needed to fulfill aside from being Hanni's guardian. What kind of person were you if you kept on holding him back?

Besides, there was still another person you must meet today. Thankfully, you were able to convince your client to settle, although you were not proud of the method you used to persuade them. Eh. You guessed it didn't matter because you finally told Jungkook you were heading back to Busan tonight.

"Who're you texting?" The last person you met tonight was him—him, as in the one who claimed to 'miss you' but whose number was still unregistered to your phone.

"Work," you replied indifferently before switching off your phone. You will read Jungkook's message later. For now, you had to deal with this annoying bastard.

"You'll go back to Busan tonight?" He sounded unhappy. Rico Braun had always been like this—too clingy—too whiny. You'd think he was obsessed with you if you didn't know any better. But that's the thing. You were aware of what kind of guy he was. He liked having a successful woman by his side, someone he could brag to his family and friends. You fit his criteria well—a beautiful woman who worked hard for a better life. It was a bonus that the Braun family liked you for Rico, too.

"I already told you," you pushed Rico's hand that was about to encircle your waist. "I'll be staying in Busan for a while. I only went back here to finish some work and to say some things to you."

Rico's eyes sparkled in anticipation. He claimed to be wise, but he couldn't even detect the coldness in your tone. You did not want him. "I've said this before, and I'm saying this again: whatever romantic idea you have about the two of us will never manifest. I can't be your girlfriend, okay?"

Rico wanted to argue, but you cut him off.

"It's not an invitation for you to ask me to be your wife. I don't like you anymore, Rico." Sometimes, being honest was the only way to save your future self from more trouble. Rico had been bugging you since your college days. There was one time you considered dating him—thinking it was for the better—that a ruthless lawyer like you was perfect for a narcissistic boy like him.

"This is also the last time I'm meeting with you. From now on, do not bother me. Your family is not connected with me anymore, either. They probably hate me." Rico was Gabi's older brother. How this person still had the audacity to meet you after what his sibling did to your best friend was beyond you. "Are we clear on this matter?"

Rico's face was impassive, acting as if the news you dropped did not concern him. He crinkled his eyes, "Well, then. It's getting late. I can't have you take the train at this hour, right? Come. I'll drive you to Busan."

"No need." You were about to walk away, but Rico seized your wrist.

His lips twitched. "I insist. Please? For old time's sake."

There was no winning when it came to this blockhead. You relented when he promised this would be the last time he'd ask to drive you. He said he was going back to the U.S. next week, anyway.

The drive back to Busan was fortunately short. Rico drove safely and did not insist on talking while on the road. You imagined being friends with him after what happened with Sora, but you just couldn't do it.

You and Rico had a fair share of understanding each other before, though all those memories were now buried deep in your heart. You did not want anything to do with them anymore.

"Thanks for the ride." You hopped off Rico's car the second it stopped in front of the Kang' residence. You felt nauseated and couldn't help but feel guilty that someone related to Sora's murderer was here. You used to think guilt by association was nonsensical, but now you understand it was a way to ease an angry person's pain.

"You're welcome." Rico rolled down the window and smiled at you. "Have a good night."

You immediately went inside the house after that short exchange. You and Jungkook both had duplicates of the key's door, so you got inside without calling Jungkook.

It was already late, so Hanni was most likely asleep. Maybe Jungkook retired for the night, too. Thinking about this, you tiptoed inside and made sure not to make any loud noises.

However, you were shocked when you saw Jungkook standing by the floor-length window and looking outside it like some predatory bird.

"Did you promote yourself from being a lowly eunuch to an empress' royal guard?" It was meant to be a sneer, but your tone made it seem like gentle teasing.

Jungkook whipped his head and met your eyes. He was shocked to see you, too. "I'm not waiting for you." He denied vehemently. He even crossed his arms. "I just thought it was Hanni who arrived."

"Oh?" You checked your wristwatch. "It's past nine. Hanni's still not home?"

Jungkook shook his head, "Not yet. Captain Yoongi called. He said Hanni's enjoying herself too much in their home. Apparently, Chief Namjoon built a playground for her." Ji-eun and Jongsuk's children were there too. "Who drove you here? Your secretary? A friend? Your colleague?"

Jungkook saw the flashy car outside and how fast you hopped out of that vehicle. He wondered why. Was it because the driver did something to get you all flustered?

Jungkook found himself clenching his fist. It did not help that you were avoiding his question. Admittedly, you did not want Jungkook to know that Rico drove you here. Luckily, you found a way to divert the topic when you looked at him directly.

"Huh?" You squinted your eyes. You didn't catch it earlier since you were meters away from him, but now you could clearly see the bruise on his face. "Is that a black eye?"

It was Jungkook's turn to avoid your question. He looked away and kept his mouth sealed. What the hell?

"What? Are you playing deaf now? I'm asking you, asshole. Is that a black eye?" You trudged toward him and grabbed his jaw so you could examine his face. You were right. Jungkook had a black eye and a cut in his lips.

Looking at him made your temple hurt. You gritted your teeth in anger.

"What are you up to these days, huh? Did you go around fighting civilians? Aren't you in public service? What the hell is wrong with you?"

"It's not a big deal." Jungkook shook his head to wriggle out of your grasp. "There's a guy at the station who pissed me off."

"That's it?" Wow. He was really an idiot. "Do you go around punching people who pissed you off? What about me, then? Since you piss me off so much, should I just punch you to death?"

You pulled Jungkook to sit on the couch and grabbed the first aid kit to clean his wounds. Jungkook was not even bothered with his cuts. He just displayed them as if they were some kind of Christmas decorations.

Jungkook endured how hard you pressed the cotton swab in his face. He was like a docile kid listening to an adult talk. His posture was relaxed, though. Jungkook had his arms spread on the armrest while his legs were wide apart.

"When did this happen, anyway? Did Hanni see you like this? How did she react?" You couldn't bear seeing Hanni cry and questioning why her precious Jungkook-boy was hurt. Hanni was softhearted. How could anyone talk to her about stinky men fighting? It was disgusting.

Jungkook sighed when he realized you would not let it go. "It happened earlier, alright? Captain Yoongi and I met at the police station to discuss something before he went home with Hanni. It's his and the Chief's day off today. Ji-eun dropped by at the station, too. She came bearing bad news..."

Apparently, the one who impounded Falco's car was negligent. He let some people check the vehicle without proper documents. Now, these people were claiming to be car mechanics and that they found Falco's car to have a faulty break.

Damn it. Your premonition had come true. Jungkook was so mad he punched the negligent asshole until he was crying and shaking on the ground. Captain Yoongi saw what happened, so he stopped Jungkook by punching him in the face. He didn't want to, but he had to act 'fair' in front of other police officers. Besides, if he didn't stop Jungkook, there was a big probability that Jungkook would end up killing that negligent officer.

"Why didn't you call me?" You whispered. You couldn't bear to press the cotton swab harder on Jungkook's face after finding out what happened.

"Why?" Jungkook hmphed. " So you can stop me?"

"No." You met his eyes. "So I can punch that asshole too."

Jungkook clearly did not expect that response from you, yet he couldn't help his lips from curling up. Right. You told him before not to worry—you loved Sora so much that you wouldn't let go of those who hurt her.

"Nah," Jungkook shook his head and grabbed your hand. It was close to his lips. You could feel his hot breath on your hand. "You're just gonna hurt your hands. Empresses shouldn't fight lowly people."

Jungkook managed to make you laugh before dropping the bad news to you, "The guy is sent to the hospital and broke a few bones. Serves him right, although..." He smiled in embarrassment, "Captain Yoongi suspended me. I am jobless for a month."

What?

Before you could react, Jungkook stood up to defend himself in case you punched him, "Isn't it great? Now, you have more time to work! I can take care of Hanni the whole day. Yay?"

"Jungkook, you idiot!" You took off your shoe to throw it at him. Unfortunately, the doorbell rang.

Jungkook rushed to the door, "Hanni's here! Don't hurt me, Terni. You can't teach a three-year-old violence!"

The door opened while your shoe was flying in the air. Captain Yoongi was the first to enter the house, causing the shoe to hit his chest.

"Captain!" You and Jungkook snickered. Namjoon was behind him, carrying a sleeping Hanni in his arms. He saw what had happened to Yoongi. The Chief didn't react, though. In fact, he seemed to be holding back a chuckle.

Yoongi glared at Namjoon before throwing a daggered look at you and Jungkook. He loosened his tie and said, "Come here while I'm still asking nicely."

You seemed to teleport back to when Yoongi was training you and the other kids in martial arts. The traumatic memories prompted you to back away and wave your hand in a hurry, "Well, then. It's getting late. Jungkook, you should put Hanni to bed. Captain, Chief, it's nice to see you. Good night!"

You ran to your bedroom after that, ignoring Jungkook's incessant call to you. Captain Yoongi pulled the collar of Jungkook's shirt. He was about to teach him a lesson but backed off when he saw the bruise on his face.

"You're lucky I don't want to touch your face anymore." Yoongi pushed Jungkook and gestured for Namjoon to hand Hanni back to Jungkook. "Take back your kid. She ate all the candies at home. I'll buy more tomorrow and feed them to her next week. Good night."

Jungkook was dumbfounded as he carried Hanni into his arms. He smiled awkwardly at his bosses. "Good night, Captain. Good night, Chief."

Namjoon patted Jungkook's back before following Yoongi outside. "Good night, Jungkook."

Jungkook stood there for a few minutes before blinking back to reality. His bosses were long gone, but he still felt he was in a fever dream.

"Huh," Jungkook muttered to himself as he made a beeline to Hanni's bedroom. "What a strange night."

Indeed, it was a strange night.

***

The strangeness of that same night didn't end instantly. At 11pm, you and Jungkook jolted awake and rushed to Hanni's room when you heard her loud wail from each of your baby monitors.

"Hey, sweetheart. It's okay." You took Hanni's small frame and rubbed the back of her head. You were panting from being forcefully woken up to attending to Hanni in a matter of seconds.

Jungkook was also worried about Hanni but wasn't as disoriented as you. You guessed it was because his work forced him to deal with much more dangerous things. He assessed the situation by languidly looking at you as you pacified the child.

"Bad dream?" Jungkook caressed Hanni's hot cheek. Tears were still falling down her face. The little kid nodded and nuzzled her cheek to Jungkook's finger as if finding comfort in his soft touch.

"Can you tell us what happened, Hanni?" You continued rubbing her back and called her by her given name. You just needed to make sure she was present and that she knew you would listen to what she had to say.

"Let's sit for a while, yeah?" Sleepiness could still be traced to Jungkook's eyes. He didn't seem to have fully woken up yet, but ironically, he was aware of his surroundings.

One look at you, and Jungkook's hand had already made its way to fix the strap of your lingerie that fell on your shoulder.

Goosebumps pricked at your skin. Jungkook's palm was unbelievably warm—it calmed your shaking body as if telling you Hanni was safe. There was no need to worry if Jungkook's attention could stray to a petty matter like the strap of your dress.

But damn it. Was this really a small matter? Your face was flushed red, and your heart felt like it was about to explode because of embarrassment. You were wearing a sexy nightgown, after all. This was your secretary's fault! Why'd she pack these clothes for you?

'No. This isn't about me.' You scolded yourself as you gently helped Hanni sit on her crib bed. You sat on the floor, and Jungkook, the attentive man he was, retrieved a blanket you could use for cover. He sat on the floor, too, gently coaxing Hanni to talk about her nightmare.

The little girl said she saw her parents in her dream. She kept calling for them, but Sora and Niccolo never looked back. The couple just walked farther away from her.

"I miss mummy and daddy," Hanni said through whiny sobs. Your heart ached for her.

You knew you hadn't given your best for this godchild of yours. Your attention was mainly focused on work and Sora's case. Could you even call yourself a guardian at this point? Hanni was a small child who needed protection without asking. Why did it take you so long to comfort her? Why did you think skipping over an important topic was okay just because you were afraid to see how she would react?

Hanni was nothing like you. She was not an adult who could understand her emotions. She was a child. She needed to feel. She needed to understand what emotions were.

"Do you like rabbits, Hanni?" You spoke with bated breaths, but your smile was wide as ever. You couldn't break down this time. Hanni needed you.

Jungkook didn't steal your spotlight, either. He sat quietly and listened to how you would explain things to Hanni.

The child looked confused and lost, yet she nodded her head at your question, "I like rabbits. Mummy and Daddy brought me to the zoo before. There are so many of them."

A small smile cracked Hanni's lips, but her heart felt heavy as she hugged the rabbit toy in her bed.

Admittedly, you didn't know where this topic would stray at first. The rabbit toy simply caught your attention, and before you knew it, you were already using it as a euphemism for Sora and Niccolo's passing.

"Yes, sweetheart. There are so many rabbits in this world! Your mummy and daddy didn't hear your call because they're busy looking after the rabbits."

"I-I don't understand," Hanni pouted her cherry lips.

You patted her head, "Well, do you remember what it's like to be at your mummy and daddy's restaurant?"

Hanni said yes and briefly described the place and experience to be lively. She really enjoyed watching everyone enjoy eating their food.

"Your mummy and daddy are currently on a mission, Hanni. They are in a faraway place trying to feed rabbits. Your daddy cooks delicious food, right? Mummy is with him to make sure every rabbit has a full belly and a cute smile."

"Really?" Hanni's eyes glistened with astonishment. "Mummy and daddy are making sure all rabbits are happy? They're superheroes!?"

"Yes!" You laughed merrily. "Aren't your mummy and daddy great? They know you love rabbits so much that they want them to live a long and happy life."

"That's good." Hanni seemed happy initially, but she knitted her brow in confusion afterward. "But when are they coming back?"

You looked at Jungkook and signaled him to help you. Regrettably, the dumbass appeared to be deeply engrossed by your story too. He shrugged and mouthed for you to continue.

You rolled your eyes at him before grinning at Hanni, "There are many, many, many, many rabbits in the world, so it's gonna take one hundred years before you can see your mummy and daddy again."

"Hundred years?" Hanni stared at her palm and attempted to count using her fingers. She had only counted one to three before completely giving up.

"I don't know how to count to a hundred, Terni." Hanni was frustrated. Thankfully, Jungkook finally interjected the conversation.

"Don't worry, little one. Terni and I will help you count every day, okay? We'll take care of you for one hundred years until you're reunited with your mummy and daddy."

"Really?" Hanni's fear and sadness were not in sight anymore. She raised her tiny arms enthusiastically, "Hanni's very happy. I love Terni and Jungkook-boy so much!"

You and Jungkook both squeezed to fit Hanni's embrace. The little girl was excited about the possibility of spending time with her new guardians, so you let her talk until she fell asleep.

It didn't take long as Hanni was already exhausted from overplaying at Captain Yoongi's place. You guessed this was also the reason why she had a nightmare. Kids weren't supposed to overexert energy and sleep late, so you thought this was the right time for you and Jungkook to make a new schedule for Hanni's daily activities.

The next morning, you got up early to prepare breakfast. It wasn't only Hanni's schedule that you needed to fix. Her eating habits must be taken into consideration, too. Jungkook brought Hanni to her pediatrician last week and sent you the doctor's findings and suggestions.

Sora and Niccolo used to feed Hanni anything under the sun. It didn't help that your friends, especially Captain Yoongi, were a bunch of softhearted fools who always bought sweets for the little one.

You figured you'd cut Hanni's sugar intake and feed her a full meal twice and a bottle of formulated milk at night.

Today's breakfast was a simple avocado toast and random fruits you'd found in the kitchen and threw into the blender. You were not used to doing this as your secretary took care of all your meals. Fortunately, almost everything was searchable on the internet already.

It didn't take you long to follow the recipe you found online. In fact, you even had time to make Jungkook breakfast, too. It was sort of a 'thank you meal' for handling all matters related to Hanni last week.

You thought Jungkook wasn't so bad. After all, it was hard to hate someone who was soft to kids and respectful to women. Although you knew he was like this from the beginning, the younger version of you would not appreciate it because, hey! You were a regular teenager back then. You had a phase of liking walking red flags and had the "I can fix him" attitude.

You didn't want to indulge in the past anymore, though. You thought one of the few beauties of this world was a person's metamorphosis. You were far from perfect and still had many things to improve, but you were also far from the teenager willing to sacrifice herself for a fraction of someone's affection.

However, you were still a human and craved validation. You waited for Jungkook and Hanni to wake up so they could tell you what they thought about the food you made. Unfortunately, Jungkook seemed to have woken up on the wrong side of the bed.

You didn't notice it at first as he was still all smiles when he greeted you good morning. He even happily played with Hanni before placing her in her high chair. Now that you thought about it, Jungkook's mood only soured when he was checking the mailbox.

"What's wrong with you?" You couldn't help but ask. You were about to eat breakfast. Hanni's starry eyes were excitedly looking at the food you made. You didn't want to start eating while Jungkook's mood was this sour.

Jungkook was surprised that you noticed his bitter expression. He attempted to smoothen his crumpled face and said casually to you, "Nothing's wrong with me. I just find these flowers ugly."

You were so focused on Jungkook's reaction that you didn't notice the bouquet of baby breath flowers he placed on the kitchen countertop.

You winced, "Where'd you get that?"

"Outside. Someone must have left them for you." There was a small card with your name on it. Seeing the handwriting, you instantly knew who it came from.

That damn Rico sure did not know how to give up.

"Serious question, are you dating somebody?" Jungkook asked out of the blue, watching as you picked up the white flowers.

You were still wincing, "Why are you asking me this question again?"

Jungkook shrugged his shoulders to appear nonchalant. Unfortunately, he looked more like he was sulking than uncaring. "I just think it's fair for me to know. I mean, we are co-parenting Hanni. What if other people misunderstand? What if they think we have a secret baby cause we fucked around years ago? I don't want some random dude or woman punching me in the fa—"

"Okay, first of all, shut up." You cut Jungkook off. "Secondly, what the hell? You're acting weird, asshole. I'm not dating anyone. And if I am, do you really think I'll start my relationship being all dishonest? If Hanni's my child, I'd tell my partner immediately. I can't date someone who can't love me and my child. Hello? Is the world turning backward?"

"So you're single?" Jungkook disregarded your speech and only focused on one aspect. Gosh. He still hadn't changed. Jungkook would always get on your nerves. He was an idiot.

"No. I'll kill my boyfriend if he gives me baby breaths. Seriously?" You looked at the flowers in disgust. "This looks like popcorn."

"Exactly my thoughts! It's like an impostor. Why don't you throw it away?"

You glared at Jungkook and shielded the flowers, "No way. You can't throw away things just cause they're ugly. What are you? Four?"

"I'm three!" Hanni raised her right hand and giggled. She had been watching you and Jungkook converse. She found you two amusing and thought it would be cool to be a part of it.

"Yes, darling. You're three. Still a baby—our baby." You kissed Hanni's cheeks and said to Jungkook, "I'm displaying these flowers until they wither. Now sit your ass here and eat."

"Haha, Terni. Look at Jungkook-boy." Hanni chuckled and pointed at Jungkook, "He's pouting like a silly boy!"

"I'm not pouting!" Jungkook was defensive. He pursed his lips and forced himself to sit down. He harshly took bites of his avocado toast.

"Hey, you greedy fool. Is this Empress not feeding you enough? Slow down. Geez, there's more." You pushed another slice of avocado toast in his direction.

Jungkook drank his smoothie, "This is pretty decent. I didn't know you were good at this."

Well, you didn't know either. "I'll make our breakfast from now on. We can't keep feeding Hanni random foods. We should go grocery shopping, too."

"We should," Jungkook gently wiped Hanni's mouth. The kid was eating so well. "And oh, have I told you already? Kiyomi and Frieda called last night. They said they'd be visiting on Thursday. We need to prepare."

It was good that you brought up the topic of grocery shopping. Jungkook planned to buy some ingredients to cook a hearty meal for the social workers. His mind was simple: he wanted to thank Kiyomi and Frieda for attentively ensuring Hanni was in good hands.

However, you were different from Jungkook. You agreed about the meal preparation for those social workers, but not with the same logic as him. You only agreed because you wanted Kiyomi and Frieda to think you and Jungkook could handle the basic things parents must do: prepare food for their children despite being committed to work. This would allow you to appear as the perfect guardians.

"It's settled, then. I'm taking half a day off work. We can go shopping after breakfast." You worked your ass off last week, barely having the time to sleep. This week would be less hectic. Besides, this was akin to a transition period, as you wouldn't be accepting complex cases in the meantime. You would opt for clients willing to settle their matters out-of-court. As said, your top priority was Hanni and Sora's case. You trusted your team in Seoul, especially Mina. They had minds of their own. You also disliked micro-managing your subordinates.

Everything was falling into its right place. Jungkook thought so, too. A huge grin decorated his lips as he thought of how he'd prepare for tomorrow's visit. The first on Jungkook's list? Make sure the Kang' residence was tidy and homey—and what made a house homey if not flowers?

Jungkook smirked. Yes, he'd buy flowers and get rid of those stupid popcorn pretending to be pretty flowers. Hah!

***

The day of the social workers' visit had finally arrived. You and Jungkook woke up early to prepare. Hanni still needed to go to the daycare, so you dressed her and sent her to school. Fortunately, her class was until 4pm today, giving you and Jungkook ample time without worrying about the little one.

Jungkook stayed behind as he was occupied with cooking and decorating the house. He might have gone overboard with the decorations, but it was worth it once everything fell into place.

You were bitchy about it, though. You teased Jungkook by playfully asking if his motif for today's lunch was a memorial place. The Kang' residence was spotless, though it had flowers almost at every corner of the house.

Jungkook didn't engage with your poor attempt to fight and just stuck his tongue out at you. You could say everything you wanted, but he knew deep down you liked what he had done to the house.

He was wrong, though. You didn't just like it. You loved it. The flowers Jungkook bought were different colors of daisies—which, coincidentally, was your favorite type of flora. But you'd be damned before you admitted it. You knew how smug Jungkook could be when praised—just like now.

"I can't believe you've cooked this, Mr. Jeon. It's very delicious." Kiyomi was enjoying some nikujaga. You were the one who suggested that Jungkook cook this. The soy sauce had a slightly sweet taste, which was good to dip in the vegetables. Kids like Hanni would surely enjoy this meal.

"It's rare to see a man, more so a Police Lieutenant, cook," Kiyomi added. Jungkook blushed, relishing the compliment. Truthfully, he did not cook often since he still lived with his parents. Jungkook never really grew up in his "mama's boy" phase and still enjoyed the meals she cooked for him. In fact, the nikujaga recipe came from his mother. Jungkook informed the social workers about it and said, "Besides, I don't cook often. My fiancée does."

The social workers' attention switched to you upon hearing Jungkook. You cracked a smile and rubbed the back of Jungkook's hand.

Jungkook's fingers were long and bony, making anyone think that Jungkook could break one's neck in just a snap of his finger. It was probably true, especially with how arduous his training was at the police academy. Jungkook had wielded heavy weapons and smashed bottles on criminals' heads more than one could count.

However, looking and feeling were two different things. Surprisingly, Jungkook's hand felt soft under your touch. The protruding veins in the back of his hands pulsated a little, their light green color perfectly contrasting with his silver Versace wristwatch.

"Cooking is the least I can do for this family, really." You spoke, watching as Jungkook's eyes drooped when he felt your fingers languidly drawing circles on the back of his palm.

You had been cooking their meals these past few days, but that was only because Jungkook had a soft spot for Hanni. He'd indulge her sweet tooth, relenting every time Hanni requested overly sweet pancakes and candies. That wouldn't work for you. Your priority was Hanni's health.

"I work a lot, so Jungkook mainly takes care of Hanni. I just support the two of them."

"Oh? Aren't you busy with work, too, Lieutenant?" Frieda enquired. Jungkook's lips quivered, and for a second, he looked as if he wanted to divulge why he wasn't working. You saved him from his idiocy at the last minute:

"He's currently on a one-month leave." You continued tracing circles on Jungkook's hand until your action forced the social workers to look at Jungkook's hand. They spotted a fake engagement ring. You and Jungkook bought it to make your acting more convincing. "Jungkook's initially saving his leave credits for our honeymoon, but Captain Min forced him to get some time off work. This fiancé of mine is so hardworking. Can you believe it? He hasn't filed for a leave in years!"

The key to a good lie was mixing it with the truth. Admittedly, Jungkook hadn't filed for a leave for many years now. His coworkers often teased him, saying he wouldn't find a wife to marry if he focused his time working. However, Jungkook wasn't bothered anymore. He grew tired of spending his weekends going on blind dates. The girls were all pretty and nice, but he didn't feel more for them. He was stuck in the attraction phase. It was as if something was missing. Jungkook wasn't an asshole, so he cut connections with those girls so as to not give them false hope.

There was this one girl who was head over heels for him, though. The woman even brought her parents to the station to cajole Jungkook into marrying their daughter, but the parents gave up halfway because Jungkook seemed oblivious to what they wanted. It was Jimin who told Jungkook about the parents' plan, but Jungkook doubted it. He thought the girl's parents were just being nice.

"Has he not?" Frieda wondered how often you and Jungkook see each other every week if you're both busy with work. She also started asking about your first meeting with Jungkook.

"We've known each other from a very young age. We lived in the same neighborhood and studied in the same school. Though, we only started dating after college." Jungkook lied.

You and Jungkook faked this story together. You two had to make a believable scenario to avoid suspicion. You told more lies, "Yes, as you can see, we started as rivals. Cute, isn't it? Our romantic story is similar to what you see in books."

You brought out your phone and clicked an album in your photo gallery to prove your point. There were a bunch of pictures of you and Jungkook taken in the past. You showed them to the social workers.

"Wow, you've really known each other for so long!" Kiyomi was impressed. There was a photo of a drawing competition during your elementary days. It was captured by your father using an old model camera.

It was one of the worst days of your life. Jungkook was good at drawing, so he was expected to win. He got first place while you were the second placer. Naturally, you could not accept it—especially not after Jungkook mocked you by drawing himself wearing a golden medal. On his feet was a drawing of you kowtowing at him. In a fit of rage, you kicked his shin, causing him to stumble on the ground. Jungkook did not hit you back but told the teachers and your parents about it.

Your mother held a high position in school, so it was embarrassing for her to see her daughter bully kids. She scolded you and forced you to apologize to Jungkook. You did not want to do it, so you cried and kicked your feet.

Jungkook's parents were understanding. They did not get mad at you and instead told Jungkook to apologize first. It was his fault, anyway. You would not kick him if he did not make fun of you.

Since Jungkook feared his parents, especially his mother, he was left with no choice but to mumble a reluctant sorry. His apology only became sincere when he saw your red eyes. For some reason, Jungkook hated seeing you cry, and so he took off his golden medal and let you wear it.

That was the moment your father captured through a photo: Jungkook was giving you his medal while you looked expectantly at him.

Seeing this, Frieda and Kiyomi couldn't help but feel their hearts softening. They scrolled through your phone and found more pictures of you and Jungkook. All of them were taken mainly by Sora since she used to like photography.

"I now understand why you called yourselves rivals," Frieda crinkled her eyes. She found it endearing rather than annoying, "You compete about almost everything, but I gotta say this one's the most interesting."

Frieda showed a picture of you and Jungkook outside your university. You two were wearing formal clothing while protesting. You were holding a "Be fair to all your students" placard written in red bold letters. Meanwhile, Jungkook had a placard that said, "Kim Mingyu is innocent."

"We didn't know you two were activists. I know who Kim Mingyu is. He's classmates with my younger sister Historia before. Mingyu's case was pretty controversial, wasn't it?"

Kim Mingyu was one of Jungkook's best friends, so it was natural for you to be acquainted with him as well. There were many moments when the Idiot Quartet shared meals with Mingyu. In fact, Mingyu once helped you with an academic project during your freshman year.

Everything was going well until your last semester in college. Someone tipped the school officers that a student from Room 509 was possessing illegal drugs. All students present that day were brought in for investigation. Their things were confiscated, and unfortunately, the only student who had unlawful drugs inside his bag was Mingyu.

But that's the thing. Mingyu might have been possessing the drugs, but his medical records showed no signs of being under the influence of any drugs. There was one student who tested positive in the drug test, though.

It was Mingyu's seatmate. Regrettably, this person was from an affluent family in Seoul whose connection extended to Busan. It was obvious that he planted the drugs inside Mingyu's bag so Mingyu could take the fall.

Mingyu initially tried to appeal, asking his friends and classmates for support. However, no one dared help him. The real culprit was powerful, after all. They did not want to get themselves involved in stuff like this.

It was only you and Jungkook who had the courage to protest. Even Sora and the others were hesitant. They told you not to be reckless and to find another way to help Mingyu without revealing your identity.

Looking back, you realized you didn't have any right to mock Jungkook and Jongsuk for being a so-called suicidal maniac because you were just like them. You were very passionate about upholding justice until one day:

A man in a black suit visited you. You just got home after another unfruitful day of protesting in school on behalf of Mingyu. You didn't really feel like talking to anyone that day, but the man made a promising proposal:

He told you he saw your potential and was willing to fund your law school education until you graduate. Everything would be provided by this man. Starting from your tuition fee up to your personal allowance. All he asked was that you move to Seoul as soon as possible, and...

"So that's it?" Jungkook's spiteful face was clear in your head as if the memory had happened recently—except it wasn't. This was after your conversation with that man in a suit. Heck. It didn't even take you an hour to decide.

You have already made a decision.

"I'm going to Seoul next week. I don't have time to protest anymore." You said simply. Your voice carried no hint of regret or sadness.

You were just indifferent.

Jungkook scoffed at your reaction—or the lack thereof. His heart had gone cold, and there was no trace of affection left on his soul after your temporary truce for Mingyu's sake.

"Yeah, as if I'm going to believe that. You're saying it's a coincidence that the Braun clan is sponsoring your studies, right? Hah. Sorry, but I call that bullshit." For a moment, Jungkook looked like he would spit on your face, but he didn't. He just balled his hands into fists and looked at you in contempt.

"You made a deal with that family, didn't you? You'll stop protesting in exchange for a straight path they'd dig up for you and your greediness."

Jungkook usually said the most idiotic things, but you couldn't accuse him now—not when he got everything right.

In exchange for a sure success in life, you betrayed Mingyu and Jungkook.

"I've made up my mind." You said with finality. The situation had already come to this. There was no point in sugarcoating things.

Jungkook didn't say anything, the silence burrowing into your heart and growing into two different emotions:

Yours was grief, and all Jungkook felt was bitterness. That day, you parted ways and never spoke to each other again. Sure, there were times you two were forced to be in the same room—like the day of Sora's wedding and when she gave birth to Hanni.

But even then, you barely looked at each other's directions. Somehow, you always felt like Jungkook was lying when he told you recently that he never hated you—that all there was to feel was annoyance at your devilish face.

It was untrue. After all, not even yourself was on your side. Jungkook might say he didn't hate you, but you sure did.

Wasn't it funny? You had achieved your dreams, but there were still some nights you thought you could go back in time. Maybe then, Mingyu and his family wouldn't have to be sent to the most rural part of Japan.

Mingyu wasn't sent to prison, but his life had been caged while his wings were cut off. Meanwhile, Mingyu's seatmate, who had ruined his life, was free—he went by the name Rico Braun.

***

The lunch with the social workers went well. You didn't want to be complacent, but you saw Frieda encircling 5 on her rating sheet. This number represented the highest point to rate you and Jungkook.

"Shall we open a bottle of wine for this success? It's still early to pick up Hanni. What do you think?" You asked Jungkook as you picked up the dirty plates and brought them to the sink.

Cleaning up after playing host was one of the things you hated doing. It didn't help that Jungkook was giving you the cold shoulder—or at least this was what you thought.

Jungkook hadn't spoken to you since Frieda and Kiyomi left half an hour ago. Jungkook had his lips puckered, and his brows creased together. You were familiar with this reaction well.

Either he was pensive or pissed. Knowing him, it was most likely the latter. After all, you could only take a few days of not fighting. Anything more than a week would be a goddamn miracle.

"Or we can just finish our chores in silence." You raised your shoulders slightly, taking a peek at Jungkook, who was still eerily quiet.

You heaved a sigh. Fine. You wouldn't push it.

'Or maybe you should.' The little voice inside your head made a comeback, so it was only natural to listen to the voice.

You didn't attack Jungkook at once, though. Firstly, you stood beside him and 'helped' him wash the dishes. You were the one lathering soap on the plates while he washed them with clean water.

It started subtly—you whisked soap suds in his direction until they hit his forearms.

Jungkook did not mind it and just continued washing the dishes.

You rolled your eyes before doing it again. This time, you whisked soap suds into his forearm with more force.

Jungkook did not react, prompting you to whisk more until his arm was covered with soap suds.

You were about to do it again, but Jungkook had seized your treacherous wrist.

"What?" You titled your head up and stared at him innocently. Jungkook peered down at you and opened his mouth. For a moment, he seemed like he was going to berate you, but he stopped when he saw your lips curving into a teasing smile.

Jungkook felt like he lost his mind a little whenever he looked at your annoying face. How could this be? How could he be stressing over something related to you while you looked like you had no clue you were fucking him up?

It was not fair.

Jungkook pulled you closer to him, letting you have a whiff of his expensive cologne: sandalwood. Jungkook did not know it, but you were not doing better than him. Your weakness was men who smelled good, alright? You were just a girl, after all. You were attracted to things that screamed masculinity, and sandalwood was one of them. The musky and earthy aroma made you feel warm and fuzzy inside.

As if that wasn't enough, your heart also skipped a beat when he licked his lips and pushed you slightly on the kitchen countertop, effectively caging you in his arms.

Jungkook suddenly leaned closer and whispered to your ears.

"Why'd you keep them?" His voice dropped an octave.

"Keep what?"

It was a miracle that you could still look at him in the eyes and act all oblivious. It made Jungkook want to pull his hair out.

"You know what I'm talking about." He insisted. However, you were more stubborn than he was.

"I don't. Last time I checked, I'm a defense lawyer, not a mind reader."

No one said Jungkook had a good temper. He closed his eyes tightly, seemingly fighting the urge to snap at you—he did not. He just breathed out slowly and asked you the question as patiently as he could.

"Fine. Play dumb, but I won't accept a half-ass answer." He narrowed his eyes at you, "Why did you keep all our photos together?"

The photos were at least twenty years' worth of your life together. You were thirty-two now. Sometimes, it still fascinated you to remember that you had known Jungkook all your life.

"Don't speak nonsense about you being sentimental. We both know that's not the case because you can let go of everyone without thinking too much about it."

You scoffed at that. Hah. You knew it. Jungkook did hate you for leaving—he hated how you could throw away your bond with the people here in Busan just to make a name for yourself. Until now, Jungkook had some reservations about you. He racked his brain of why you would be keeping those photos.

It might mean nothing to you—that this was just one of your schemes to trick those social workers. But could you have found all those pictures in a few days? Not to mention that some were really old.

So why? Why did you keep them—even the ugly and blurred ones.

Jungkook was desperate for an answer, and he didn't know why. Sadly, you did not relent and even went as far as throwing back a question at him.

"What about you? Why did you fill this place with flowers? Daisies, on top of that."

It shouldn't mean anything. Heck. The question you asked was a shot in the dark. The better part of you knew it was simply a coincidence, but sometimes, your self-preservation didn't seem to work. You put meanings to things that didn't hold value for others.

"I asked you a question first." Jungkook dodged the bullet. He could be stubborn, too.

"Well, I'm not answering your question until you answer me."

"Ditto."

You glared at each other. Silence permeated the room. A few seconds later, you and Jungkook both turned away from each other as if accepting defeat without bruising your egos.

'Fine. I won't say anything.' He muttered to himself.

'Over my dead body.' You thought silently.

And with that, no questions were answered, but fear and hope entangled your and Jungkook's hearts.

***

Sora and Niccolo's case finally progressed to the highest court a month later. Justice could be achieved promptly when you know prominent people in the field.

Captain Yoongi and Chief Kim did everything they could to help you and Ji-eun win the case. Thanks to the prosecutor's ability, the jury's hearts were won.

Ji-eun managed to rebuke the faulty break allegations, arguing that even though the break was tampered with, the defendants were still guilty of negligence. Ji-eun's exact words before the judge went like this:

"Defendant Falco Grice, do you know how many seconds there are in a minute?"

"Yes. There are sixty seconds." Falco supplied.

"Then, how many hours do you spend studying every day?"

The question made Falco's eyes light up. Right! He liked answering questions regarding his studies because, according to Attorney Leonhart, his dedication to academic activities would prove how stressed he was in school, which resulted in him and Gabi trying throttle therapy.

The defendants couldn't retract their statements anymore as they had already been recorded by the traffic police and Captain Yoongi. Annie had no choice but to just turn things around.

If she couldn't minimize her clients' charges, she'd just shift the attention to hating the school and making them liable for giving unrealistic workloads to their students. This would surely earn the sympathy of students and parents.

Unfortunately, you and Ji-eun had read through this tactic, so you readied yourselves for a comeback.

"I studied a maximum of 18 hours a day, Mam Prosecutor, including eight schooling hours."

"So that means you spend 10 hours studying alone and taking special classes?"

"Yes, Mam." Falco did not know where Ji-eun was going with her questions, yet he answered them as truthfully as possible. He thought being sincere could help him win the people's hearts in court.

"You know what I find ironic?" Ji-eun quirked her brow. Disbelief was written all over her face as if this ordeal was absurd. "You study 18 hours a day because you are afraid to fail your classes, but are you telling me you can't spend a minute or two checking the condition of your car? If you're so scared of hJiming someone, then why did you use your car without checking it first? You claim to love studying, but how about studying your lessons during your driving schooling days? Did you forget everything just because you have your license now?"

"T-That's not it..." Falco trembled. Tears immediately welled up in his eyes. He looked at Annie, so the lawyer tried to object to Ji-eun's statement.

"Objection, Your Honor! Argumentative." Annie gritted her teeth. "Why are you badgering my client, Prosecutor Lee? Are you telling everyone in this honorable court that studying is not important? Why are you shaming my client for studying hard? Students are the future of our country! If there's something rotten here, isn't it the education system that gives unrealistic syllabus to students?"

"Objection, Your Honor!" Ji-eun fought back. The judge gave her the signal to speak. "Why are you holding other people accountable for your client's negligence? Shouldn't we also blame those driving schools if we follow your logic? The police officers? The honorable court and judges? This is not the first time someone has been charged with negligence. It happened before and is happening now. Are you telling me we should hold the people in public service accountable since the cycle keeps repeating?"

The people inside the court were scandalized by what Ji-eun said. You smirked as you watched things unfold. Things were going according to how you and Ji-eun pictured it.

The judge overruled Annie's objection. Attorney Leonhart couldn't lower the charges to manslaughter either. The court hearing was coming to an end, but before the closing remarks of both lawyers, the judge first allowed some people to take the stand.

You were one of those people with the privilege to say a few things, mainly addressed to the judge and the jury. You and Ji-eun talked about this. At first, it was to gain more sympathy, but as you take the stand, with Hanni sleeping soundly in your arms, you suddenly become vulnerable. You felt like you were back to being your teenage self—no sense of accomplishment and powerless to defend your loved ones.

You could only offer your heart.

"I stand here today not as a lawyer nor someone who will put justice in her own hands. Rather, I stand here as a friend and as a-a..." You trailed off when you heard your voice cracking.

Perhaps Ji-eun was right. You should have prepared a written speech for this moment. However, scheming was already part of your soul. You feared you'd end up writing a speech with malicious intent. You did not want that—not for Sora. Everything you would say today would come from the bottom of your heart.

"A guardian of a three-year-old child." You swallowed the lump in your throat while looking at Hanni with gentle eyes. You focused on the baby and nuzzled her nose with your pointer finger. Hanni cooed and smiled in her sleep. The jury watched silently, feeling their heartstrings being pulled.

"An average person in Japan lives until the ripe age of eighty, but my best friend Sora Kang and her husband were unfortunately robbed forty-eight years of their lives." Your lungs hurt. They felt like they were burning. You hated this. "Defendant Falco Grice and Gabi Braun stole those forty-eight years where Sora and Niccolo could have spent caring for their daughter—the same girl I have in my arms right now."

Hanni looked more obedient when asleep. No one could resist purring seeing her chubby cheeks and pouty lips. What more if they saw her ocean-blue eyes? You told Ji-eun you would not bring Hanni to the stand while awake. You refused to let her hear about the unfortunate things her parents went through.

"Sora and Niccolo won't see their daughter attend her first prom. They won't see her grow into a loving woman who's so innocent that she wants to save all the rabbits in this world." You looked at Gabi and Falco. "And why is that? The answer is in front of you. Falco Grice and Gabi Braun, claiming to be stressed because of school, aimed to relax through that thing they called throttle therapy, but because of that, two lives were lost. Their throttle therapy made them feel the cool air hit their faces, but what about Sora and Niccolo? Air was robbed of their lungs!" Your anger was palpable.

The jury's heart throbbed in pain.

"Falco and Gabi felt their hearts beat fast because of the excitement and adrenaline of overspeeding their car, but what about Sora and Niccolo? Their hearts were not beating fast—it's not beating at all."

Sometimes, you lay in tears in bed at night, wondering if your best friend and her husband died immediately—at least then, they wouldn't feel the agonizing thought of leaving their small child while feeling every bone in their body ache.

Your speech continued for a few more minutes before you ended with, "Attorney Leonhart said it herself: the youth is the hope of this country, so honorable jury, and judge, I implore you to think about your decisions carefully. A three-year-old in my arms could grow up with hope or a bad image of the world where injustice is fostered. In the end, the choice is yours."

Silence enveloped the courtroom. You went back beside Jungkook, who wrapped his arms around your shoulder and pulled you closer to him. Hanni was passed to Taehyung for a while. The poor boy needed someone to hold, too.

A while later, the decision was made. You, Jungkook, and the others listened in anticipation as the jury's foreperson announced the verdict.

Both Falco and Gabbi were found guilty of reckless imprudence, resulting in multiple homicides. As the driver, Falco got seven years in prison and was ordered to pay ten million won. Meanwhile, Gabi needed to serve two years in prison for influencing Falco and was ordered to pay five million won. Both their cases were nonbailable.

"So ordered!" Your squared shoulders slumped when you heard this, followed by the absolute sound of the gavel. Jungkook visibly relaxed beside you, too. He squeezed your shoulder once before rubbing it and kissing your temple.

It was a surreal moment. The warmth of his lips made your body soft. You leaned to him and buried your face to his chest. Jungkook caressed your hair, not minding at all that his suit was stained by your tears.

They were happy tears. Finally, justice was served.

***

The end of the month not only concluded Sora's case but also marked the end of Jungkook's suspension at work.

It was a relief, really. Jungkook staying at home might be helpful since you didn't have to hire a babysitter anymore, but goddamn, did it not make your life easier. In fact, it made you feel like you were living in hell.

Hell was said to be hot, which you felt precisely every morning. One thing you learned about Jungkook was that he couldn't go on his day without working out. Jungkook recently found the convenience of exercising at home, which turned out to be the start of your life in hell.

Every morning, he'd go to the house's garden to do some pull-ups, planks, squats, and other workout moves. There didn't seem to be any problem with this, right?

Wrong.

Jungkook's workout routine distracted you from working. Unfortunately, your temporary office was at the Kang' residence, too. You made the mistake of putting your table near the floor-length window where you'd have a clear view of the garden. Your intention in doing so was to calm your tense mind by looking at the greeneries. But instead, what you saw was Jungkook grunting; his lips puckered as sweat rolled down his body.

You willed yourself to ignore him, but your clients did not make doing so easy. Admittedly, most of your clients would space out during the consultation as they were busy salivating over Jungkook working out. Sometimes, you'd be forced to draw on the curtains, but this was proven inefficient since your office would be so dark that you couldn't read the files on your table.

Thankfully, the worst had come to an end. Jungkook's going back to work. Conversely, you did not open your office today, saving you the mouth-drying experience of seeing Jungkook exercise.

However, fate refused to be on your side while the heavens liked seeing your knees turn into jellies. You didn't see Jungkook during his workout session, but you saw him post-workout.

You had just woken up and were feeling a bit thirsty, so you went to the kitchen without regard to your appearance. Your hair was a mess, and gunk stuck in your eyes, causing you to rub it off.

You yawned while waiting for your water to boil. Unexpectedly, Jungkook emerged in front of you.

"Mornin." He flashed a lazy smile at you. His slightly out-of-breath tone from working out all morning snapped you out of your sleep-like trance.

"Damn it." You were almost burnt by the water. Jungkook's eyes widened, immediately pulling your hand away from the kettle.

"What's up, sleepyhead?" Jungkook teased before blowing hot air on your slightly red hands. "Water's overflowing. Did you forget how to use a kettle, hm?"

You had filled the kettle with water beyond the maximum point. Not to mention that you had also switched on the fire to the highest temperature.

You couldn't argue with Jungkook. This was indeed your fault. You were careless.

"Sorry," you tried to make your voice as flat as possible while subtly wriggling out of his grasp. Jungkook noticed your avoidance, so he let you go at once.

Right. He was all sweaty. Of course, you'd be disgusted by his touch. However, this was far from the truth. You were simply caught off guard by his presence and how he looked.

Jungkook was wearing a black compression shirt and baggy grey training pants. His usual silver wristwatch was replaced by a smartwatch.

He looked...hot. You couldn't deny this, and for some reason, your temples throbbed, giving you an illusion that someone's soft lips were caressing it.

Fuck.

You should definitely check your period tracker. You were probably ovulating a little earlier this month.

You weren't the only one having dilemmas with your body. Jungkook watched as you clumsily poured yourself water and drank it. You looked disoriented, and that shouldn't be a good sign. But oddly enough, Jungkook liked seeing you like this—your guard was not up, and you were uncaring about how you looked.

You're just being you.

Jungkook was unaware that his smartwatch had detected his heartbeat. It flashed red warning lights, indicating that his heartbeat was abnormally fast.

Jungkook cleared his throat. You looked at him.

"I'm going back to work today. Thanks for making breakfast for me these few weeks, but you don't have to anymore. Captain Yoongi always brings us food."

Jungkook was seriously grateful for your efforts. Besides, your food was very savory. Jungkook just didn't want to burden you further. You barely had time for yourself since you were busy attending to Hanni and your work.

Frankly, Jungkook did not expect you to be this caring. He guessed he had this notion of you pouring your efforts just for money and power. He was not proud of this, alright?

"Oh," you blinked, "But I've already prepared your breakfast last night." You made some veggie-packed breakfast sandwiches and overnight oats. Actually, you asked Jungkook's mother for some breakfast recipes. She gladly talked to you over the phone but said she'd love to see you in person, too. The Jeon residence had a huge garden where you could pick up fruits and vegetables. That would be fun.

"I'm not going to cook tonight, though. Taehyung invited us to dinner." Your friend made a reservation in a fancy restaurant to mark the win of Sora and Niccolo's case. Taehyung wanted to thank everyone, especially you and Ji-eun, for pushing through.

"Oh, right. It's tonight." Jungkook asked how the three of you would go to the restaurant. You told him you had business near the police station later, so you could drop by there. Afterward, you and Jungkook could pick up Hanni from the daycare before driving to the restaurant.

Jungkook agreed with your plan. After that, your day had been pretty much the same. Thankfully, your client for today was easy to talk to and just agreed to whatever you suggested. He said you were the expert, not him. As a result, your meeting with the client ended thirty minutes earlier. You thought it was a waste to drive back home, so you just went to the police station to hang out.

Everyone was having a feast. Apparently, a good citizen brought food for the police officers as a 'thank you' for saving her life. It was a woman in her early thirties. You heard people calling her Pieck. She had a soft smile on her lips as she urged the officers to eat.

Jungkook saw you the moment you stepped foot inside the station. Unfortunately, he couldn't attend to you as he was the star of this joyous event. You simply waved at him and mouthed, "I can wait."

Jungkook smiled and nodded before turning his attention to Pieck and his comrades.

You watched them for a while, feeling your chest wJiming at the thought of people praising Jungkook. He deserved it. You hadn't met anyone aside from Jongsuk Lee, who was as passionate about freeing people from the hands of criminals.

Your soft heart even turned softer when an older woman stood beside you and told you to eat some food. She introduced herself as the mother of Pieck Finger.

"Lieutenant Jeon is indeed a hero," You couldn't say no when Mrs. Finger shoved desserts in your hands. You ate them. "You know him, don't you? He saved my Pieck from a group of drunkards trying to assault her."

The incident happened just a few days before Sora's accident. Pieck didn't have the opportunity to express her gratitude to Jungkook because the first time they went to visit the police station, Pieck's parents overwhelmed Jungkook with the intention of marrying off their daughter to him.

Pieck's parents wanted Jungkook to be their son-in-law, someone who wasn't armed but wouldn't hesitate to fight a group of evil men. Mrs. Finger told you that Jungkook was in a bar that night. He was off-duty, so he didn't bother bringing his gun. Jungkook just used beer bottles to smash the heads of the pricks who dared lay a hand on Pieck.

Sadly, Pieck didn't get away unscathed. The men had broken her leg even before Jungkook came to save her. Actually, Pieck was wearing a leg cast until now. She still had a week to go before completely removing it.

Pieck had a hard time standing and walking. Jungkook wasn't heartless to watch her struggle, so he held her shoulders and guided her while handing food to the officers.

You and Mrs. Finger watched them. The latter snuck a glance at you, her lips curving into a smirk.

"Don't you think Lieutenant Jeon and my daughter look good together?"

Oh?

You didn't switch your gaze at the old woman and instead remained watching Jungkook and Pieck. You tried to picture them together, but you just couldn't do so.

"I don't think so," you replied to Mrs. Finger truthfully. She scoffed and furrowed her brows. She looked like she aged 10 more years after hearing your blatant disrespect.

You shrugged off your shoulders and casually showed her your right hand adorned with an engagement ring. "I think Lieutenant Jeon and I look better together."

If you thought Mrs. Finger would backtrack her statement just because you and Jungkook were 'engaged,' then you were wrong.

She eyed you from head to toe before looking at her precious daughter. You were nothingcompared to Pieck.

"My daughter is a teacher." Mrs. Finger crossed her arms, "She knows how to take care of a small child, so it won't be hard for her to be the perfect wife for Lieutenant Jeon. Unlike you..." She looked at the way you dressed. Too classy. You seemed high-maintenance. It would be a waste if Jungkook used his salary coming from the people's taxes to support you.

"You're still a woman, so I think you won't have a hard time looking for a husband, but you and Lieutenant Jeon don't match. Just Look at him..." Mrs. Finger urged you to look at Jungkook and Pieck. "Look at the way he treats my daughter. He thinks she's a delicate flower."

Her description made you cackle. You couldn't help it. This old woman was both funny and pathetic.

"Genuine question: do you think Jungkook 'perfectly' matches your daughter just because he treats her like a human being?"

Your concerned face didn't look fake. But instead of finding it endearing, Mrs. Finger thought you were mocking her.

"And what do you mean by that?" Mrs. Finger got all defensive.

You heaved a sigh, "I just think it's sad that you are forcing an already committed man to your gorgeous daughter." You were telling the truth. Pieck was a catch. "And you're doing all this just because he treats her kindly. It makes me wonder what kind of men you and your daughter surround yourselves with—seeing that you become all desperate for the bare minimum."

"You—!!" Mrs. Finger was speechless. Her face was red because of humiliation.

You were not trying to embarrass her, though. You pitied her. Admittedly, if what you and Jungkook had was real, you didn't think you'd be jealous of how he treated Pieck. You were actually going to question his behavior if he wasn't treating her like this.

You didn't want to date a man who was only good to you.

"You said your daughter is a teacher, right? I hope she doesn't teach kids that something normal must be rewarded with God-like treatment. Because if that's the case, your standards in people, especially men, are on the floor."

Mrs. Finger was about to say something, but she saw Jungkook jogging in your direction.

"Hey," Jungkook greeted you, a sweet smile was plastered on his lips. "Sorry to keep you waiting. Are you ready to go?"

"Mn. Mrs. Finger and I were just idly chatting,"

Jungkook was so focused on you that he didn't notice the old woman beside you. He bowed at her, thanking her for helping Pieck cook the food for today.

"But you barely ate, Lieutenant." Mrs. Finger subtly complained. Her brows were knitted together. She hadn't calmed down from her rage yet. She wished she could pull your hair for being too arrogant.

"Ah, sorry," Jungkook smiled sheepishly. "I've eaten a lot earlier at lunch. My fiancée packed me a bento box. You've met her, right?"

Jungkook introduced you and Mrs. Finger more formally this time. The old man was forced to shake your hands before bidding you goodbye.

"We have to go. We'll see you later, Mrs. Finger." Jungkook's hand snaked above your waist but below your breast. This hold was way more intimate than handholding or grabbing someone's shoulder to help them walk.

Mrs. Finger gritted her teeth and glared, resenting you for naturally getting this treatment from Jungkook.

You just smirked at her and walked away.

"By the way, shithead," you called Jungkook when you two were out of the station.

"What?" Jungkook was carried away from pretending. He'd been bragging about you to his comrades and Pieck all afternoon.

"I didn't make your bento for lunch. I just bought it." You did not have time to cook it yourself.

Jungkook stopped walking. You thought he'd mock you, but he shrugged nonchalantly and said, "Doesn't matter. You still thought of me when you bought it."

Now, it was your turn to be stunned. You furrowed your brow at Jungkook, wanting to ask what he meant, but were afraid of hearing the answer.

Like usual, you let it go, refusing to hear it from him.

There was another chance for the truth—just not today.

***

Dinner with Taehyung and the others went well. You continued pretending to have a romantic relationship with Jungkook in front of them. Admittedly, telling them and acting weren't that difficult. You still remember how they reacted when you told them about you and Jungkook a month ago.

The conversation with Yoongi and Namjoon went like this:

"Chief, Captain, I am getting married with her." Jungkook intertwined your fingers together. You'd like to think you were a good actress, so you did not understand why the news did not shock the two men.

Namjoon merely raised his brow and said, "Is this your way of asking us to sponsor your wedding?" The chief thought it would be possible. Jungkook was one of his own. He and Yoongi started saving money for their boys when Jongsuk got married.

"No, no. I mean..." Jungkook scratched the back of his head. His plan didn't go as far as asking his bosses to sponsor his fake wedding. "I just wanna tell you that I'm engaged. You know, just in case someone asks you. We've been together for a while now."

"We know." Namjoon was confused. He looked at Yoongi, who was busy drinking tea. The captain didn't look bothered. "Yoongi, didn’t you tell me before that these two are dating?"

"Huh?" You and Jungkook were perplexed. Did Yoongi come from an alternate universe? Or did he hit his head? Because there was no way either you or Jungkook told Yoongi you were dating.

"Aren't you brats dating since you were 10 years old? The other kids complained about you two flirting during missions." Yoongi said in a flat tone.

You and Jungkook looked at each other. With tacit understanding, you decided not to refute the captain's belief. After all, the sole purpose of this conversation was to make them believe you and Jungkook had a thing. Oh well.

The second person you and Jungkook talked to was Ji-eun. Unlike Yoongi and Namjoon, prosecutor Lee was not easy to fool.

"You're pretending to be dating to get Hanni under your custody, right?" Not just that. She even exposed your lies. As expected of a great lawyer.

You looked at Ji-eun proudly, "So...? Can we trust you to keep this to yourself?"

"Of course." Ji-eun did not hesitate. "You have the attorney-client privilege."

With that, your conversation with Ji-eun ended. You also asked her to relay the news to Jongsuk and Jimin to save time. You and Jungkook were conserving your energy because you thought explaining your situation to Taehyung would be difficult.

Taehyung, your dumbass of a friend.

To your surprise, you didn't have to waste your brain cells trying to make sense of the setup you had with Jungkook. All Taehyung needed to hear was the word marry and he was already pulling you and Jungkook to Sora's grave.

You asked Taehyung why.

"Are you kidding? I owe Sora 3,000 won now. We've made a bet before. She told me you and Jungkook would be engaged in your early thirties. I guess it's my fault for thinking you're gonna drag it until you're in your forties. But you can't blame a guy, can you? You're both stubborn."

With the lies perfectly set, pretending came easy. No one batted an eye with how 'lovey-dovey' you and Jungkook were. The dinner was fun, though the children made it a little chaotic. You did not mind since you were learning to live in the presence of screaming children. Honestly, you admired Ji-eun for keeping a straight face while her kids go crazy. She was pretty chill. Jongsuk was the one tasked to calm the kids.

Speaking of kids, you were worried after talking to Hanni's teacher. She said the daycare had arranged a family trip for their students. You and Jungkook had to accompany Hanni to this event. From what you heard, the parents and their kids needed matching costumes. There would be games that would teach the little ones the importance of family values.

Fortunately, the event fell on the weekend, so you and Jungkook did not have to worry about work. These past weeks, you were learning to take things slow and enjoy life's little moments. You had to remind yourself that you were not running out of time. You did not have to constantly take on many cases to prove to everyone that you were a good lawyer.

"Don't stress yourself too much with our costume, okay? I already have it figured out." Jungkook assured you one evening. The trip was tomorrow. How could you not overthink? You still hadn't seen the costume in person.

"Would you just tell me what you bought for us? I don't trust you."

"Why not?" Jungkook was sulking. "I've thought about it carefully."

"You don't know my size, dumbass." You were going to kill him if he bought something inappropriate or too small for you.

Jungkook's lips curved up. He looked at you from head to toe and said, "Nah. I got it right."

Your knee-jerk reaction was to cover your chest. Jungkook scoffed and told you he was not a pervert.

You didn't care about what he said, especially when the day of the trip finally came. Hanni's teacher came bearing bad news. You thought you had lost your mind when she told you that you, Jungkook, and Hanni were staying in the same room and bed.

This setup was supposed to make the children feel closer to their parents. After all, not everyone had the luxury of spending time with their kids—daycare was even established because the parents were too busy to look after their children.

Hanni was delighted to be spending the night with you and Jungkook. Unfortunately, she recognized the deep frown on your face. She knew you were not happy about this.

"Terni, don't you want to sleep with me and Jungkook-boy?" Hanni's mood plummeted, making your heart drop. You didn't want to hurt her feelings.

"Of course not, sweetheart. It’s just that..." You tongued the inside of your cheek, not knowing what to say. "Jungkook-boy and I can't sleep in the same bed."

"Why not?" Hanni folded her little arms across her chest. You did not speak, so she turned to Jungkook. Sadly, Jungkook wasn't sure what to say either. He was as surprised as you were. He just scratched the back of his neck—this was one of his bad habits every time he was lost.

You sighed, knowing you had to explain things yourself.

"Because Jungkook-boy and I aren't like your mummy and daddy."

"You're not!?" Hanni was shocked. She wrinkled her forehead. "But you said you'll take care of me for a hundred years! Isn't that the job of a mummy and daddy?"

You were running out of excuses. Besides, you couldn't tell Hanni the whole thing. Frieda and Kiyomi were not yet done with their deliberations. You couldn't expose yourselves early on.

"I'll just sleep on the floor," Jungkook said sheepishly. Frankly speaking, he was embarrassed. He was the one who attended the meeting regarding this trip. Jungkook knew you two would stay in the same room, but in his defense, he thought there were two separate beds. Jungkook would disagree if he had known there was only one bed. He would not take advantage of you like that. He wouldn't do anything that would make you feel uncomfortable, either.

"Or I'll just book another room. Don't worry about it." Jungkook stood up and gathered his things. He was halfway through the door when you stopped him.

"You can stay," you swallowed thickly. Jungkook's eyes lit up, but he still did not know what to say. "No need to book another room. The teacher and the other parents might get the wrong idea. We can't show them we're not happy we're staying together."

"Then I'll just sleep on the floor." Jungkook offered genuinely. He wasn't trying to sound like a sad boy, yet that was the vibe Hanni got from him.

Hanni's little shoulders sagged, "But Jungkook-boy, the floor will hurt your back!" For a three-year-old, Hanni sure knew a lot. You guessed this happened when your mom was Sora Kang—the girl who loved potatoes so much but was willing to break them in half and give them to a random stranger with a growling stomach.

"We can sleep in the same bed, alright?" You rolled your eyes to hide your nervousness, "This sounds awful, but Hanni will 'sort of' be our divider. She sleeps in the middle. I will kick your ass if you snore."

Jungkook nodded his head obediently. He was happy he wouldn't have to deal with a stiff neck and a sore back.

"And shower first! I don't like stinky men in my bed!"

Jungkook and Hanni followed your instructions before getting into bed. Both of them realized how much of a clean freak you were. However, you still find sleeping hard despite adhering to all pre-sleeping routines.

You glanced at the wall clock. It was past one in the morning already. Jungkook and Hanni were sound asleep beside you.

You don't usually find it difficult to sleep in a new place. In fact, you were used to it since your job required you to meet your clients all over Japan. The hotel room the daycare had booked for tonight was pretty decent, too.

The air conditioner worked well, and the duvet was clean and soft.

Damn it. You slightly tossed and turned, desperately looking for the perfect sleeping position. In the end, nothing worked.

It was quarter to three in the morning. You released a defeated sigh, resigning to insomnia, and were just about to play with your phone when Jungkook suddenly spoke.

"Can't sleep?"

Goosebumps pricked at your skin because of how raspy his voice was. You turned to face him, about to apologize because you thought you'd accidentally woken him up by tossing and turning. However, you were shocked when he handed you the only pillow he was using.

"What's this?" You asked dumbly.

Jungkook rolled his eyes lazily. "Oh, come on. You know it's a pillow. Just accept it, alright? We both know you can't fall asleep with just one pillow."

Oh.

He remembered that?

Jungkook seemed to have read your mind. He breathed out and pillowed his arm. His gaze was on the white ceiling as if reminiscing.

"I can't forget even if I want to. All my memories of our camping days with Captain Yoongi are just you complaining that you can't sleep."

So that was it. Captain Yoongi used to arrange many camping trips before. He did not separate the sleeping quarters of girls and boys. He always said, "Accidents and disasters can happen anytime. You can't choose who you're with when that happens, so learn to suck it up and deal with the situation with both your friends and enemies."

What Captain Yoongi said made sense. Jungkook learned how to be more patient as he spent the camping days calming himself despite your whiny ass.

"Hey, he made us sleep with a single pillow, okay? My neck hurts." You accepted Jungkook's pillow and tried to lower your voice so as not to wake Hanni. The kid knew how to throw a fit when disturbed. "Thanks."

Jungkook hummed and closed his eyes. You looked at his sleeping figure, feeling your heart flutter. Jungkook had long lashes. From your angle, you could also see his Adam's apple bobbing and his broad chest heaving. You suddenly wondered what laying your head against his chest would be like. Was it warm? Did his heart beat slowly? Or fast? Would it calm you down? Would its sound finally make you doze off?

There were so many questions swimming in your head. Unfortunately, you still couldn't sleep despite exhausting your mind. You tried clamping your eyes tighter, but it was useless.

You didn't remember drinking coffee earlier. What about milk? Should you try downing a glass of milk to help you sleep? Perhaps counting sheep would help. Or maybe you were just craving physical touch.

Right.

Your eyelashes fluttered when you suddenly felt Jungkook wrapping his hand around your thumb. He started stroking your fingers.

Your breath caught in your throat—

"Sleep." He whispered gently, "You are safe here."

—And then your breathing evened as he continued caressing your finger. His actions and words seemed to be the potion your mind was looking for because you really did fall asleep a few minutes later.

The following day, you were awakened by the alarm and a little monkey climbing your leg.

"Terni, wake up!" The monkey was shaking your leg and hips. "Please! Please wake up! It's family day today!"

"No. I wanna sleep!" You cried begrudgingly. Why must a little monkey and an annoying alarm disturb your sleep?

Have they no conscience? This was your first time sleeping peacefully, so you tried kicking the monkey at your feet and hugged your pillow tighter.

This pillow was pretty good. It was warm and sturdy. It even smelled like fresh air and a bit loamy.

Good. You thought you could stay in this position forever as you rubbed your cheek in the pillow.

"I'm starting to think you're not actually sleeping and are just taking advantage of me." The pillow talked, forcing you to stop pinching the pillow and open your eyes.

The world seemed to stop when you were met with Jungkook's lukewarm gaze.

"Is your pillow soft and warm, Empress?" Jungkook quirked a brow, his lips curving into a teasing smile.

You gasped. All this time, you were pinching and caressing Jungkook's biceps, not a pillow! Your head was comfortably leaning on his chest, too.

Scandalous! This was all too scandalous! How dare you wrap your legs around his hipbone. And Hanni! Hanni was still latching on your leg while playing with the hem of your nightdress.

To make things worse, Jungkook chuckled lowly in your red ear and said, "Who's the pervert now?"

No!!!!!! This was your last straw. You pulled Hanni away from your leg and immediately got up from the bed to sprint and lock yourself in the bathroom.

Damn it. This day was not how your morning should've started!

***

You did not have a crush on Jungkook— this was what you kept telling yourself while stuck in the bathroom.

It did not matter that all you could think about was him as you bathed. Or how you couldn't stop seeing the image of him standing behind you to gather your hair in one place so you could brush your teeth better.

You ignored the fluttering of your heart as you thought about how good he had been to you the past weeks, of how attentive he was to your needs. You thought it wasn't a big deal how he gave you the only pillow he had for the night, or how he held you in the police station, or how he decorated the house with daisies every day—yes. Jungkook's madness with flowers never stopped ever since Kiyomi and Frieda's visit. He also habitually checked the mailbox first thing in the morning. You pretended not to understand why, but you knew he was checking if baby breaths were on the doorstep.

There were also times when you went home late because of work. Jungkook would then stand outside the Kang' residence, pretending to enjoy the night stars, but he was just waiting for you to come home.

You brushed off how much you appreciated his jokes, how he distracted you from the pain of losing your best friend, and how he took care of Hanni when he saw you were overwhelmed with everything. Nothing mattered to you because you were not in love—you didn't have a crush on Jungkook.

'Keep telling yourself that,' The voice inside your head betrayed you, yet you stood your ground and ignored the seed of feelings that had long since bloomed into colorful flora.

You were annoyed during the family trip. Not only were you being pestered by your damn feelings, but you were also tormented by how ridiculous you looked.

"Terni, come on. We're late!" Hanni banged her little fists on the hotel room's door. She and Jungkook had been waiting for you to come out for quite some time now.

"Go on without me! I'm not going out there!" You hissed, itching to remove your pink gloves.

"Oh, come on." You heard Jungkook's voice. He also banged the door. "The ceremony is about to start. Let's just go, please?"

You did not open the door as an acquiesce to Jungkook's soft plea. You only showed yourself to them so you could hit Jungkook in the face.

"This is your fault!"

Jungkook let you hit him. He simply chuckled at how cute you looked.

"What are you sulking for? It's not so bad!" Jungkook playfully pulled at your fake whiskers.

You hit him again. "What do you mean it's not so bad! I look stupid!"

Jungkook really exceeded your worst expectations. Who would have thought he'd buy matching rabbit costumes for the three of you? You swore to kill him if he bought something inappropriate, but honestly, you felt a slutty rabbit costume would be better than the rabbit onesie he chose. To make it worse, Jungkook purchased the pink one for you. He had the blue one, while Hanni wore a pastel purple—it was obviously the result of combining the colors pink and blue.

Now, the three of you looked like a happy family. It would have been fine if Jungkook chose a royal or superhero costume. But a rabbit? Seriously?

“Those are overrated,” Jungkook told you this when you complained about not having a Wonder Woman costume. Truthfully, you had seen two families near your hotel room wearing DC superhero costumes.

“Let’s take a picture together. I’ll send it to Kiyomi and Frieda.” Jungkook carried Hanni into his arms and pulled you closer to him. He brought out a camera and took a photo of the three of you.

You couldn’t complain after that since the two dragged you out to participate in today’s activities. Soon enough, your embarrassment did not matter as your competitive side resurfaced to shit on everyone.

It started off fun. Some parents and kids praised you and Jungkook for taking the games seriously. But things started going downhill during the segment called Family Trivia. Your family was leading by ten points, which didn’t hinder you from scoring more.

Old habits indeed died hard. You felt like you were in school again, feeling the thrill of answering rounds of questions. You lost your mind whenever another team answered the question first.

“The word family is derived from the word famulus!”

Hanni’s teacher was about to give the other family a point for scoring, but you pressed the buzzer to complain. The teacher looked at you in defeat, wanting to ignore you but couldn’t.

“Her answer is incomplete!” You argued. You were quite embarrassing, really. You reviewed the questions and games the teacher gave each family more than thrice. This was where you focused your energy; that was why you couldn’t check the trip itinerary and didn’t see you and Jungkook were sharing one bed.

“The word famulus is Latin. It means servant. Say, teacher, give us the point, not to them!”

The teacher looked apologetically at the family that was robbed of point. She couldn’t argue with you since the rules said the answers must be complete.

The other families stared at you contemptuously, but you didn’t mind since Hanni and Jungkook were cheering you on. Jungkook had also never grown out of his competitive phase. His heart swelled with pride as he raised his hand to give you a high-five.

The participants for the next game were the father and his child. Hanni would help Jungkook build a tent. It took the other families twenty minutes to set up their tents, but Jungkook and Hanni did it in less than 10 minutes—this was kudos to Jungkook’s training at the police academy and years of practice doing it during your camping days with Captain Yoongi.

None of the families wanted to talk to you by the end of the games. They thought you ruined the fun for their children. Some kids even scoffed at Hanni, leaving your poor goddaughter crying.

Your heart ached to see Hanni sad. You couldn’t help but blame yourself for taking things this far. It was your competitiveness that ruined Hanni’s reputation at the daycare. Needless to say, Jungkook rubbed yours and Hanni’s back, telling the two of you that you’d win back their hearts before the night's end.

However, you didn’t seem to have a chance to do that when rain suddenly started pouring. You were currently at the top of the mountain. The hike down wasn’t too far, but the ground would be slippery. It was already getting dark. The plan was to sleep in the tent the fathers and children set up earlier, but that didn’t seem viable now.

“We’d like to apologize for this unforeseen event.” Hanni’s teacher was apologetic. It was their mistake for not checking the weather forecast more clearly. “Let’s just wait for the rain to stop; then, we can all hike and sleep in the hotel instead. Don’t worry. The daycare will shoulder all expenses.”

The teacher’s statement did not pacify the parents, as their children started whining and throwing a fit because of the lightning and thunder. Hanni was the only well-behaved child—kudos to Jungkook for sitting with Hanni back at home and educating her about navigating rainy days.

“It’s okay, Jungkook-boy. I’m not scared.” Hanni assured Jungkook. Your heart recoiled with joy seeing them like this. The feelings you had been hiding since morning threatened to resurface again. This time, you were utterly defenseless and were left with no choice but to step back and let the arrow pierce your delicate heart.

Jungkook was a good guardian—a better father than most men you knew. Any woman would be lucky to have him father her children.

You looked around. Most fathers did not know what to do when faced with their crying child. Some tried to subtly scold the little kids for acting up. The others did not bother to hide that they were pinching the kid’s arms to get them to calm down. The mothers were feeling distressed, too.

You abruptly stood up. Hanni was sitting on Jungkook’s lap. Both of them met your gaze and asked where you were going.

“I’ll talk to the teacher. Just give me a minute.” You did not wait for their response and just headed in front. The teacher was having a hard time calming down the kids. You signaled that you wanted to talk, so she nodded and found a quiet place for you to converse.

Several seconds later, you stood before the parents and the students while holding a guitar. Hanni’s teacher borrowed this instrument from one of the families cosplaying as a family of performers.

“Hello, everyone ~” you greeted them. Only a few spared you a glance as they were still busy pacifying their crying kids. You proceeded with your mini-speech and told them you’d be singing a song.

“Kids, you need to listen to the song, alright? Don’t think about the thunder. Just focus on the melody." Then you strummed the guitar strings. Along with it was the light tugging of your heartstrings. Music, particularly singing, was your passion. It was your escape whenever things started getting overwhelming.

Soon enough, the thunder was overpowered by your singing voice. Call it a miracle or just pure talent, but your melodious voice caused peace to seep through everyone’s heart.

You were singing You’ll Be In My Heart by Phil Collins. You were both excellent singers, but something in your voice made you stand out more. Perhaps it was because of how painfully raw your voice was—when you sang, you didn’t just sing with your mouth. You sang with your heart.

You created your own version of the original song that no one could recreate, not even the most prominent voice impersonator. Your voice was like kisses and candles and warm hugs. You were like the last bit of sunlight before the raging storm. And when the storm was over, you were the rainbow—the colorful hues that told people there was hope.

The children stopped crying. Jungkook was the first to stand up and clap his hands like his life depended on it. The other followed suit; whistles and laughter echoed the place.

A little while later, the rain finally stopped, and Jungkook’s claim turned out to be correct:

You’d won the people’s hearts before the night ended.

***

The path going down the mountain would take ten minutes or so. It was also a straight and smooth trail, so the kids wouldn't find walking difficult. However, the adults didn't have the heart to let these three-year-old children walk. Luckily, there were mountain wagons they could ride.

Hanni was hanging out with her friends again. Your singing voice really warmed them up. They thought Hanni was pretty cool for having a guardian whose voice was as good as Elsa from Frozen and other Disney princesses.

"Does this mean you're demoted to being just a princess, Empress?" Jungkook teased you on the way back to the hotel. You two were walking beside each other.

The teacher, parents, and other officials guided all the kids in the wagon. Jungkook decided to walk at the back of the group, his police lieutenant personality kicking in. He wanted to make sure no one was left behind.

You figured you'd just accompany him as you didn't want to converse with other parents. Besides, they were busy looking after the wagons.

"Shut up, you lowly subject. This empress felt happy, so I thought, why not appease my people?" You shot back at Jungkook. He laughed at your poor attempt to talk like a royalty. It was funny, considering you were still in your rabbit costume.

Jungkook encircled his hands on your waist and pulled you near him, ensuring you didn't hit any trees. He hummed, "I haven't heard you sing in years."

Of course, he had not. Law school and your life in general fucked you up so badly. You had experienced failure after failure to the point that you questioned yourself—starting from the things that defined you to the things you loved and hated.

You wondered if you would ever amount to more. Failures took such a great toll on you that even the thing you loved the most didn't feel fulfilling anymore. There was a point in your life where you thought you didn't have the right to make music—that it should be reserved for people who were good at it and not someone like you who just loved it.

"That's cause I haven't sung in years." You admitted.

Jungkook cast his gaze on the ground. His heart was uneasy, wanting to ask you a question, but he wasn't sure if he had the right to.

"Last time I sang was when I was with you."

Your voice was barely above a whisper, yet Jungkook still heard it. He paused. Then he looked at you intently.

You weren't lying. Years ago, you were passionate about music. You even composed your own songs. Sora and Taehyung used to listen to your work all the time, but those two were easily distracted and would just tell you, "It's good." Of course, you still appreciated it.

However, you seemed to be looking for something more. You thought of Jungkook at that time. He was down and feeling edgy the past weeks. It was because his mother got into an accident and ended up needing leg surgery.

Jungkook barely ate, worrying about his mother to the point of insanity. You couldn't take it anymore, so you once went to him with a guitar.

"I'm not in the mood to fight with you," Jungkook warned. There were no biting remarks in his tone, just pure exhaustion. The fire in his eyes was extinguished, too.

You rolled your eyes and sighed.

"I'm not here to fight. I just need you to listen to me sing."

"Huh?" Jungkook flinched. He was clearly perplexed about what you said. Did you seriously want to sing in front of him? Were you sick? You never liked to sing whenever Jungkook was around. You said he ruined your mood, so what changed now?

"It's just that..." You trailed off and copied his habit of scratching the back of his neck. It was a good thing you could immediately think of an excuse, "You're my rival. Rivals talk shit a lot about each other, right? I'm joining a singing competition soon. I want you to hear it first, and then you can criticize me all you want. I need to hear them."

Jungkook was not convinced, but he let you be. After all, it was easier to listen to your angelic voice rather than fight you.

You sang your own composition. It was not a love or a heartbreak song. Jungkook sat there dazed, wondering why his heart unexpectedly felt light as you sang words of encouragement—it was as if you were telling him that the huge storm would pass, and all that would be left was a mother's loving embrace.

Jungkook felt tears filling his eyes. He blinked and wiped them before you could see.

"How was it?" You put down your guitar. A gracious smile was plastered on your lips.

It's stupid. I hate it. Don't sing again. These were the words Jungkook wanted to say because these were what you were expecting. But Jungkook was not a liar and was always vocal about his feelings. The first time he met Ji-eun, he did not hesitate to tell her she had pretty hair.

"Thank you," Jungkook ended up telling you. His voice was unbelievably soft that your heart couldn't help but melt. "It was beautiful." You were beautiful.

It sure was. Jungkook did not know what else to say, but it was okay. Later that day and the following days, Jungkook was back to his old self.

He could eat and smile again.

He then asked about the singing competition, but you shrugged and said, "Nah. I don't want to join anymore."

Only a few years later did Jungkook realize that there was no singing competition in the first place.

Jungkook's eyes drooped. You were already in Seoul when he found out about it. Sometimes, he entertained the idea of confronting you about it. Now seemed like the perfect opportunity to do it, but Jungkook just caught your wrist instead of asking you about it.

"Hm?" You stared at him innocently. He stopped walking, and so did you.

"Would you..." Jungkook swallowed hard and licked his lower lip. He felt his heart stuttering.

Your eyes were glistening despite the lack of a moon in the sky.

"Would you...sing a song for me again?"

There was a pregnant pause in the air. You blinked at Jungkook, and for a moment, Jungkook thought you would say no. But then you gently cleared your throat and nodded.

"Let's walk." You pulled him and started descending the mountain. You two were keeping a good distance from the group of people. From here, you could see Hanni laughing heartily with her classmates.

The wind blew, hugging you and Jungkook with its coldness.

"All I knew this morning when I woke, is I know something now, know something now I didn't before~"

When Jungkook asked you to sing, your mind instantly went into autopilot and sang whatever your heart told you.

Everything Has Changed—the song title was exactly what you felt for Jungkook. Wasn't it funny? You went to Busan for your dead best friend.

Sometimes, you felt guilty you were not mourning her enough—that Sora was dead, but your treacherous heart was beating like it never did before.

There was death, but there was also rebirth—the blooming of something you thought you buried for good and left with not even a trace of sunlight.

Daylight had come.

It went in the shade of all right and tall guy with gentle eyes.

Jungkook smiled softly at you. He did not react until you finished singing.

You were almost down the mountain. The kids and the others were already at the foot. It was just you and Jungkook here.

"How's my singing, Your Majesty the Emperor?" You intended to go for a light teasing, but something in Jungkook snapped when you called him emperor.

You were the empress, weren't you?

No words were exchanged. Jungkook put his hand on the small of your back, drawing you in.

Jungkook had kissed other people before. Whenever he did, he always held their cheeks before diving in. But with you, it was different.

He first stroked your head before his right hand gently held the back of your head; his other hand was still in the small of your back.

Jungkook stared deep into your eyes. It was as if he wanted to touch your soul with how intense yet languid he looked at you.

He seemed to want to memorize every part of your face—afraid you'd vanish if he so much as blinked.

But looking was not enough. He wanted a taste, too.

Jungkook wetted his lips, leaning in. Then, very slowly, he inched closer to you as if giving you time to push him away.

You did not.

But Jungkook was still so afraid. His eyelashes quivered before he dipped his head and gave you a soft peck on the lips.

There were no fireworks or grand and flowery words people read in novels.

The kiss was just it—a kiss.

There were no intense feelings, but there was Jungkook and his soft eyes and open heart.

There were no fireworks, but there was the sound of inserting the key in the door lock, then came the twisting of the knob before the door opened.

There was no rollercoaster kind of feeling in that one kiss. Because the only thing here was home.

Kissing Jungkook felt like coming home.

PART 2

likes and comments are highly appreciated 🙏 it motivates me to write more 😉💙

Y/N of this fic patterned to my IRL best friend. i love her so much pls listen to her cover of You'll Be in My Heart as this is how I imagined Y/N singing the song.

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