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𝙋𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙪𝙢 𝙋𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝟮

Previous: Platinum Panther

Pairing: Dilf! Jungkook x Spoiled Reader

Series Genre: Fluff, Smut, Angst

Word Count: 13.2k

Content Warning: jungkook is rich, suggestive themes, reader is kind of bratty, swearing, tattooed jk, brief painter! jungkook, baby mama drama, romantic getaway, reader has a slight attitude problem, toxic parenting, reader was a troublemaker, age gap (3 years), commitment Issues, jungkook doesn’t know how to say no, the angst wrote itself..

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“Ready to go?” Jungkook checks in as he returns, wasting no time to crouch down and pick up the crawling infant. Mira’s party. There’s no way you could go and pretend as if the birthday girl hadn’t called you ‘mama’ hours before.

“Are you okay?” With only a few seconds of you blanking out, Jungkook was already making sure you were alright. Going to the party may not be your ideal situation but for Jungkook, and Mira of course, you would make an effort.

30, 40, 50, 55, 57?

Was that right? There were 57 guests gathered in Lina’s backyard to celebrate Lina’s first birthday. You bet she probably didn’t even know half of them. As much as you would love to continue to observe the function from the sidelines where you leaned against the perfectly painted white fence, Jungkook was calling you over from where he stood near the dessert table.

It was on your way over did you finally analyze the beautifully decorated backyard. What was once a field of grass surrounded by a fence is now a partially paved, elegantly decorated birthday venue. You couldn’t tell if it was Mira’s first birthday party or a dinner for the Queen.

The balloons and tables consist of various shades of pink and white with some accents of gold to be acknowledged throughout the tables as well. “Y/n?” It was amazing really, how you managed to go from oblivious of the décor to being so focused on it that you had completely zoned out.

Centering your eyes on the handsome father of the birthday girl you made sure to listen to what he had to say. “You’ve been quiet since we left, are you sure okay?” His fingers gently tilted your head up to face him while his thumb delicately brushed against your cheek. A combination to make anyone weak in the knees.

He was staring deep into your eyes. Too deep. Could he see your lies? Could he tell that you had been hiding the fact that his daughter had shared her first words with you exclusively, addressing you as her mother? Of course, he didn’t know that.

Right?

“I’m fine, I promise.” You smile into his touch.

You were not fine. Not even two hours into the party and you had already been battling your fight or flight instincts every time Lina even so-happens to look in your general direction. She had been glaring at you ever since you got here.

Upon your arrival she wasted no time to begin complaining to Jungkook about your presence, something along the lines of ‘She wasn’t invited ‘ but of course, Jungkook made sure to make it clear that he also has a say in who the guests are.

“Who’s ready for some cake?!” Lina announces with a bright smile to which the guests had responded passionately. You had whiplash from the entirely different persona Lina had when she was around others. Bright smiles, friendly waves and air kisses. Nothing like the teeth grinding, middle fingers and snarls she’s aimed at you in the past.

You watched quietly from the side as Mira had been passed around the crowd until she was in her father’s arms. Jungkook strut over to the table set in the front for all to see, between Jungkook and Lina, sat Mira’s birthday cake.

Before you knew it, the crowd had already begun to sing happy birthday, the soft glow of light from the candles gently projecting on the nearby items on the table. You couldn’t shake the discomfort you felt watching the three of them celebrate together. How genuine Lina and Jungkook’s smiles seemed while Mira babbled between them.

They looked like such a happy family.

A perfect family.

Somewhere you didn’t fit in.

You knew of the rocky relationship between Jungkook and Lina, you knew their lives weren’t as perfect as they seemed so why was it bothering you so much? Are you really this desperate to find a reason to excuse yourself from their lives?

You really can’t commit to anything, can you?

It was like you were fighting against your own mind. Your brain just didn’t seem to stop creating these intrusive thoughts. You subconsciously took a step back, a little further from the crowd. The longer you watched the trio celebrate upfront, the louder the voice in your head became,

‘Why are you still here? Leave.’

“You must be Y/n.” Snapping yourself out of your thoughts, you fixed your gaze onto the woman before you. A few centimetres shorter than you, short dark hair with greys highlighted all throughout. With just these details alone you wouldn’t know who she was but you could match her familiar smile anywhere.

It was the same as Jungkook's. She must be his mother.

“Yes, that’s me.” You smile, heartbeat suddenly becoming erratic as you acknowledge the fact that you’re meeting his mother.

“It’s so great to finally meet you. I’ve heard a lot about you.” She smiles once again before pulling you into a hug. You couldn’t help but notice the familiar fragrance that was emitting from her clothes. Obsidienne. The same perfume you had helped Jungkook pick out for her birthday.

Flattered was an understatement for how you felt to know that Jungkook had been talking about you to his mother. “All good things I hope.” You say, remembering that you were Jungkook’s most problematic employee at one point.

“I never got to thank you for the present you had given me.” Present?

“I didn’t get-” You stuttered out your confusion but she was quick to clear it up. “Jungkook had told me that you helped him pick out the perfume.” As if a light bulb had gone off in your head, the comprehension was evident on your face.

“You know, I was really glad to hear that Jungkook had finally put himself back in the dating game-” Dating? You and Jungkook were not dating. Not that you were offended to hear it but, that is definitely not what was going on between you two.

“Oh- we’re not-” Your objections fell on deaf ears as she continued to speak. “I was worried that after the train wreck of a relationship he had with Lina he would never fall in love again,” In love? Jungkook isn’t in love with you. Is he? God, you hope he wasn’t.

You barely knew how you felt about the entire ordeal, hearing that he loved you would only confuse you more. “You know, I can see how happy you make my son, and I’m sure you’ll be a great mother to Mira one day-” Before she could do any more damage than she had already done you politely interrupted.

“-Would you excuse me? I need to use the restroom.” You frantically scurried through the crowd of servers who were beginning to serve the cake and made a beeline for the bathroom. You weren’t exactly in the mood to eat right now.

With a sharp lock of the bathroom door, you slumped against the door, chest heaving up and down as you tried to catch your breath. Once you managed to steady your breathing you paced over to the mirror, dreading the moment you’d have to look yourself in the mirror.

To anyone else, they’d say you looked flawless. Which you did, but to you, you could see the stress written all over your face. Tensed brows, the slight twitch of your nose every time you thought about the nightmarish conversation you just escaped from.

Dating.

Love.

Motherhood.

The perfect combination to make you queasy, and it shows. Based on the way your face was flushed in distress and the hard efforts your body was making not to pass out. You were quite literally running from your fears.

“C’mon, you’ve been in there for 20 minutes!” You heard the irritation in someone’s voice on the other side of the door. The knocking seemed familiar as you remember that someone had knocked earlier as well.

You couldn’t believe it had been 20 minutes already. Time flies when you’re having a total mental breakdown and maybe a slight identity crisis.

“Have you seen Y/n anywhere?” You heard another muffled voice on the other side of the door.

Jungkook. He was looking for you. The minute he finds you, you just know everything is going to slip out of your mouth. Including the fact that you hid Mira’s first words from him, basically abandoned his mother mid-conversation and the small, little detail that you’ve been contemplating whether or not you should completely vacate your existence from his life without a word.

“Y/n are you in there?” He was knocking on the door. Now you were really panicking. You frantically looked around for any other exits. A window. Thank god the bathroom was on the first floor.

With ease you slid the glass pane upwards, giving you just enough space to fit through. Kicking off your heels and tossing them out first, you followed suit. The landing was not as soft as you’d hoped but at least you weren’t injured.

Looking behind you to make sure no one had seen a thing before you slipped your heels on and scurried for the nearest bus stop.

The hour bus ride was more than enough time for you to reflect on the stunt you just pulled. ‘I just jumped out a window’ Sure, it was only on the first floor but it wasn’t the most rational decision that could have been made. Startled to feel the vibration from your ringing phone, another missed call from Jungkook.

That makes seven; along with multiple concerned texts.

You decided it was best to just shut off your phone entirely. The more Jungkook tried to contact you, the worse you felt for completely leaving him in the dark. He has no idea what’s going on with you, but in your defence, neither do you. With a rough jerk of the bus, it rolled to its final destination. You had completely skipped town.

You had only ever run away once before, and this is where you ended up. History repeats itself, you guess. With heavy footsteps, you walked to the only destination you knew in this city, the only person you knew.

You walked up to the doors of the convenience store, one deep breath before you pulled them open. Instantly greeted by the concern of the blue-headed male working the front desk. “Uh oh. You’re back.” Taehyung wastes no time to round the counter and engulf you in a tight, bone-crushing hug.

“Air- I can’t breathe.” You gasp dramatically as he lets go with a laugh.

A brief moment of silence fills the empty store until he props himself to sit on the counter, “So what are you running from this time? Is it your dad again?”

You’ve come here a handful of times between the ages of 18 and 21, driving in the late hours of the night to meet up after bad fights with your father, but you always somehow ended up being home before sunrise, but now with no expectations from your father, something tells you this visit would be a little longer than a few hours.

“Surprisingly, no.” He seemed shocked by your denial.

“It’s about Jungkook.” His head tilted in confusion, completely unaware of who you were talking about. His response alone was more than enough for you to realize there was a lot of material to go through if Tae was going to understand why you were here. With a heavy sigh, you hopped up onto the counter with him and began to share.

Two slushies and a shared pack of gummy worms later brings you to now, where you and Taehyung sat in his car. The sun had set long ago while you were too busy talking the night away.

“You jumped out the window, at his daughter’s first birthday party?” Tae gasps as he listens to your almost unbelievable story. “I know. It’s terrible.” Your groan, leaning your head back into the headrest, “Jungkook really is a good guy. I just didn’t know what else to do. I panicked”

Tae snickers, “Understatement.”

“Tell me what I should do.” You ordered, ready for Taehyung to share his wisdom, but you were answered with silence. Your head slowly turned to face him, welcoming the sight of him staring at you.

“What?”

“You know you can’t just solve this in one day, right?” Taehyung sighs as he leans back in his seat, facing the empty parking lot behind the now-closed convenience store.

“I-” Ready to object, you had a quick self-reflection. You completely fled the scene because of the constant jumble of emotions you put yourself through.

“Yeah, I know.” Now it was your turn to sigh.

Meanwhile

“The number you are calling is currently unavailable~”

With frustration Jungkook throws his phone onto the chaotically arranged blankets on his bed, the clear indication of the rough nights and little-to-no sleep he’s been getting.

It’s been 3 days.

Three days since you completely disappeared without a word. He’s driven himself crazy looking all over town for any signs of you. He even considered checking your father’s house, but he knew you wouldn’t be there. Right? You hated it there. Not even in a time like this would you want to go back.

But he could never be too sure. That’s how he finds himself at your father’s front door. With laboured breaths, he rings the bell, disappointed to see your father open the door. “Jungkook? What brings you here?”

“I was looking for Y/n, you haven’t seen her here by any chance have you?” He already regrets coming here when he sees the irritation evident on your father’s face.

“Y/n? No, why. I assumed she would be staying with you.” He crossed his arms, leaning against the doorframe. “Since you’re here looking for her, I can only imagine that she’s run off with her impulsivity. She’s probably gotten herself in a ditch somewhere-”

To say that Jungkook was disgusted was an immense understatement. He heard the stories about your father, he believed everything you had to say about him, but to experience his awful character in person was an entirely different feeling.

It was taking everything in him not to throw his fist across your father’s face.

How could someone ever say such a thing about their own child? Just the thought of you being in danger somewhere had Jungkook’s heart sinking to his stomach.

“Keep your eyes out for a dissolution agreement from me.” Jungkook seethes as he begins to walk away. “Excuse me?” With a deep Jungkook pivots to face your enraged father.

“I’m terminating the partnership. I’m expecting that you’ll agree to my terms unless you’d like to have the information of you abandoning your own daughter all over the headlines?” Jungkook’s warning was received with silence which he took as an agreement.

---

“You know you can’t hide out here forever, sooner or later you’re going to have to face him,” Taehyung says casually as he rearranges the chips on their appropriate racks.

“Why not?” You groan as you let your head rest back against the freezer doors. “Don’t you think he deserves an explanation?”

Shit. He was right. He always is.

Jungkook deserved an explanation, an apology, he didn’t deserve you. He deserved someone better. Someone that wasn’t a liability. “You’re right.” Even though the two of you had been talking about this for the last three days, he never thought you would actually realize he was in fact correct.

“Jungkook deserves the truth.” You say, straightening your posture as you walk towards the door. “Do you want me to take you?-” You didn’t let him finish offering before you held up your hand to politely decline.

“You’ve done more than enough, really. I don’t know how I could ever make it up to you.” At your words, a small grin plasters across Tae’s face. He had no idea who exactly this Jungkook dude was but he must be a miracle worker. A few years ago you never would’ve been caught using such polite mannerisms.

Not to mention you were insisting on taking the bus.

Just as you pushed the door open Taehyung thought of a way to pick you up on your offer. “Actually-” He starts, watching as you stopped in your tracks to face him. “You can make it up to me..” Your brow arching evidently at his vague words.

“My best friend is getting married in a few months, and as his best man it’s my duty to throw him the best bachelor party possible, so where else could possibly be better than Platinum Panther. Would you mind squeezing us in for an event?”

You were a bit relieved to hear his request, knowing Tae you were worried he would’ve asked for something unrealistic and unreasonable like organizing his closet.

---

Were your hands shaking or was the lock just not staying still? Either way, if Jungkook couldn’t hear your keys jingling violently from the other side of the door, he must be able to hear your heavy breathing.

With a soft click, you unlocked the door and pushed it open. Nothing could have prepared you for the look on Jungkook’s face when your eyes locked with his.

Pure shock. Then Relief.

Suddenly his face became emotionless as you spoke your first words to him in three days. “Hi..” You could barely look him in the eyes while he couldn’t stop staring at you.

“Wha- You-” Jungkook immediately stepped towards you, he didn’t know what to say. His brain was overheating at the vast amount of questions he could ask you but one was far more important than the rest, “Are you okay?”

It’s the moments like this when you have to ask yourself if Jungkook was a real human being. The fact the first thing he asks you is if you’re okay and doesn’t completely blow up in your face as one usually would.

It was now or never. You had to tell Jungkook. Everything.

“I-” Just as you were about to speak, you realized what you were about to say wouldn’t suffice. You were planning on telling him about the events that took place on Mira’s birthday that pushed you to run away, but even you knew you couldn’t do that.

How could you blame his mother for simply conversing with you, what if she was genuinely just trying to be nice? You’re sure she didn’t mean to scare you off, besides, how could she have known that you were a major flight risk.

All your life you’ve been blaming others for your shortcomings simply because you never wanted to confront the fact that you have issues of your own just like everyone else, but today you weren’t going to pin it on someone else. You wanted to own up to it.

Jungkook deserved an explanation, not an excuse.

With a deep breath, you began to speak, “I’m sorry if I worried you. I’ve never been good with feelings which is why I ran off so suddenly.” You walked towards the living room and took a seat as Jungkook followed suit.

“Before we left for Mira’s party, while you had gone to the car and you left me with Mira, she said her first word...” You gulp hard when Jungkook’s eyes nearly bulge out of his head, “She called me mama, and I freaked out.”

“Not that it’s a bad thing, I was just scared about what that meant. I didn’t know if I could do this whole thing long-term, I’ve never done it before--” Jungkook’s brows furrowed before he finally spoke up, “You didn’t know if you could do what?”

“This. Us. I really like you Jungkook, but it's not fair to you if I just run with my emotions anytime I feel like it. You deserve someone who can-” You didn’t notice the tears that welled in your eyes, not used to being so open to someone about your feelings.

“No, no. Don’t say that. Don’t tell me what I do and don’t deserve, okay?” With swiftness, Jungkook had seated himself closer to you, placing his hand over yours; the noticeable difference in size sinking in for the first time.

“I’m not perfect Y/n, I make mistakes too. We all do. I don’t blame you for following your emotions. You needed time to clear your head and I get that..” His sentence went unfinished. You could feel the ‘but’ coming.

“But-” There it was.

“Those days that you were gone, when I was so stuck inside my head, I kept asking myself ‘what if she never comes back? What if she’s gone for good?” He shares the insight of his thoughts. “It broke me, Y/n.”

Those words alone were enough to have your stomach twisting in guilt. As if you weren’t feeling bad enough, you noticed that your eyes weren’t the only ones that had been holding back tears.

“I kept seeing you in my head, every minute throughout the day. It was torturous when I had to consider the fact those could’ve been the only things I had left of you. I won’t force you to make a decision now, but I just can’t handle knowing what it’s like to have you in my life and for you to leave again. I can’t take it.”

There was so much to take in. You hadn't realized that those tears you so desperately tried to contain had already rolled down your cheeks.

You knew this was going to happen. Could you blame him? Of course, you were going to have to make up your mind eventually. You couldn’t have one foot in and one foot out and you knew that.

You’ve made mistakes in life. A lot. You gave up too easy, on everything. Never put up with anything once it got hard, just as your father always said, but he was wrong. Ballet and Soccer were mere trends to you, nothing of importance so why bother with either of them if you didn’t care.

What your father never acknowledged was your passion. Proven hundreds of times throughout the course of your life, the way you both constantly fought over your freedom because it was important to you.

You knew some things were worth fighting for, and Jungkook wasn’t an exception. It would undoubtedly be your biggest mistake and your biggest regret if you never tried to make things work; and just like that, you had your answer.

“I want to try.”

Jungkook could have never anticipated the amount of relief he felt at your words. Of course, he would respect whatever decision you made but he just likes hearing this one so much more. He couldn’t help but smile to which you returned.

He noticed your slightly puzzled face. Unsure of what to call this relationship anymore. You lived together, you also worked together and have slept together...

“We don’t have to label anything right now, we’ll take it one step at a time.” He reassures you, always making sure you're comfortable. Yeah, you’re confident in your decision.

----

The moon sat high in the night sky above the city that had long fallen asleep hours ago, but not you, no. Your brain had pulled you awake when you realized something.

You missed Jungkook’s Birthday.

You remember that he had mentioned finding out that Lina had given birth the night before his birthday, and it only just clicked that it had passed three days ago, but you were too busy being MIA to have realized.

Now the question was what to get him?

Was it too soon to get him a present? No? Friends get friends each other gifts all the time, just because you don’t exactly have a label for your relationship doesn’t mean you’re not friends.

Jungkook’s rich. What wouldn’t he have already that he couldn’t get himself? You sat up, looking around the dark guest room in hopes that the answer would somehow reveal itself to you.

You know what? You should sleep on it.

Today was your first day back at work after who knows how long. Safe to say nothing has changed. You’re a little relieved to be back, happy to know there’s still some consistency in life.

Your break had started like any other; with you leaving 5 the coat-check 5 minutes earlier than you’re supposed to and sitting on the couch in Jungkook’s office while he tends to the larger than usual amount of paperwork on his desk, but still manages to multitask a friendly conversation with you.

This was as good a chance as any to dig for ideas on what to get him for his birthday. “So what are your hobbies?” You were never the best at verbal transitions, this was proof of that, but Jungkook didn’t seem to mind as he simple laughed, taking a moment to look up at you with a confused smile. “What?”

“Y’know? Your hobbies? Outside of owning a club and being a dad, what do you like to do?” He immediately looked back down again and continued writing, “ M'Not sure.” He mumbles. Maybe you were reading too far into things but did Jungkook just shut down on you?

“There must be something, you’re interested in?” You moved to sit on one of the chairs in front of his desk. In a fleeing manner, he began to restack his papers and begin filing them away from you. “I don’t have any hobbies.” His voice had gone cold as he faced away from you, shelving the portfolios.

You were left speechless. You had never seen him act like this. Maybe he was just stressed about something- Before you could even get another second to ponder his unusual mood there was a great disturbance barging into his office, unannounced, yet again.

“Lina, what are you doing here?” Jungkook was not pleased to see his ex prancing into his workspace at this time of day. The woman in question parked the stroller right in front of his desk so that Mira was facing the wooden base.

“What? Is there something wrong with the real mother of your child being here?”

Oh.

With her precise choice of words, you quickly understood what this was about.” Jungkook rubbed his temples, trying to alleviate the surge of stress that coursed through his body at the sound of Lina’s voice.

“What are you going on about this time?” He sighs as he sits back down behind his desk, not before making a pleasant face towards his daughter who so, unfortunately, had to be caught in the middle of such an unpleasant conversation.

“I just got your text, Jungkook. Regarding Mira’s first words.” Lina seethes, even though he had sent it last night. “Yeah.” He says, not entirely sure what he should say.

“How could you be so calm when you’re living with a fraud! Your daughter doesn’t know who her own mother is! Instead, she’s calling this whore her mother.” Her yells seemed to have amplified in your ears, ringing violently in your head.

“That’s enough of you.” Immediately Jungkook had stood back up, his hands coming down with a smack onto the surface. “How many times have I told you to stop calling Y/n names, you’re acting like a fu-” Jungkook noticeably remembers that Mira is in the room and tries to filter his words. “You’re acting like a child. You need to stop coming to my office just to drop her off whenever it benefits you. Maybe then she would call you her mother if you actually spent time with her.”

Lina wasn’t the only one left speechless by Jungkook today. You were forced to stay silent and just watch the interaction go down. “Okay but, Maria just told me there’s a blowout sale downtown, 80% of everything, so I just need you to watch Mira-”

You were almost frightened to see the dark look Jungkook had given her. “No.”

As if she wasn’t expecting him to object, she had been halfway out the door when the words reached her ears. “What?” She looked over her shoulder before completely turning around to face him in complete disbelief.

“What? Surprised that I’m not letting you walk out on her again? So you better figure out a way to shop online.” Each of his words caught her more off guard than the last. She couldn’t believe what she was hearing. For the last year, Jungkook had let her walk all over him. He would drop his responsibilities for her with a smile on his face.

What you saw was anything but a smile on his face as he watched Lina slowly pull the stroller out of the room. You could see the weight of the situation sitting on his shoulders, he looked like he was about to collapse. “Are you oka-” You couldn’t even get the words out before he cut you off.

“You should go back out there.” He seats himself back down with an audible sigh. “What? But my break isn’t over-” Jungkook checks his watch briefly as he started working on the next stack of papers. “Maybe you should spend it in the staff room then.” This was not the Jungkook you were used to. Something was wrong.

“But I always spend my breaks in here...” Your voice got quieter towards the end of your sentence as the confusion sunk in. You had no idea what was wrong. He was fine just yesterday. “I have a lot of paperwork to get through today, Y/n.”

You knew if you stayed in any longer you would both just get irritated, so it was best you left now. Maybe he was mad because you forgot his birthday?

---

For the rest of the day, your mind wondered what could have possibly happened in the last 24 hours to now to have flipped a switch in him.

Was it you? Was he regretting this whole thing? Did he want you to leave? You must’ve been suffocating him. Living with him, and seeing him at work. No wonder he was so annoyed.

You should give him some space.

---

And you did.

A lot of space.

Two weeks' worth of space.

You wouldn’t have thought that you were capable of such a thing. Jungkook was basically the only person you talked to frequently, without him you just texted old friends whom you never really paid attention to before now, and babbled with Mira if that counts.

Of course, Jungkook still talked to you, just not as much as he talked on the phone. Every day for the last two weeks, he’s been working non-stop. If he wasn’t on the phone, he was signing papers. You wondered how he could even sleep at night without hearing the phantom sounds of the phone ringing because it was sure as hell was driving you insane.

It was moments like these that you’ve grown to favour the most over the last two weeks. The moments he’d spend taking care of Mira. Feeding her, Playing with her, watching the both of them lay on their backs on the floor and converse deeply about world philosophies and the colours of the rainbow. These were the only times you could recognize the old Jungkook. Not the one who doesn’t bat an eye at the fact you haven’t even bothered to have lunch with him anymore.

You’ve actually been... working during your shifts. You never thought the day would come. Worst of all. You still haven’t found what to get him for his birthday. At this point, it was looking a little better to just wait until Christmas.

There was nothing good to get him. You’ve thought of every possible expensive option and none of them seemed good enough. You just wanted it to have some positive effect on him. God knows he could use some positivity right now.

Yet another day behind the coat-check desk. Watching as everyone passed you by. Until a particularly large group of construction workers did, in fact, pass you by. But not empty-handed, oh no. They walked right past you with a 4 by 8 feet sign with the club's name on it, and they were headed straight for Jungkook’s office.

Barely 10 minutes had passed before they were walking back outside with it.

You’re nosey. Always have been, always will be. Your feet had a mind of their own when they led you to Jungkook’s office questioning him about the group of men you had just seen.

“What are you talking about?” He looks up from the stack of papers on his desk. It was like the pile was growing every day. “The guys who just walked in here with a sign that said, Platinum Panther? Really? Doesn’t ring a bell?” He blinked at you confused. He seemed so out of it today. The bags under his squinting eyes said enough.

“Oh- You mean the construction crew? Yeah, what about them?”

“What were they doing with your sign?” You watched as he leaned back in his chair and dropped his pen down to the desk. “It’s for the new club. I’m opening up another Platinum Panther across town. They were coming by to get my approval for the sign.” Once again, you were at a loss for words. This was a big deal, “You never told me this?” Your hands subconsciously placed themselves on your hips.

“Didn’t I? I feel like I’ve mentioned it before.” He shrugs, running a hand through his already slightly dishevelled hair before going back to signing his papers. You simply left after that, clearly, you weren’t going to get any more conversation from him right now.

Bold. You were bold to still be looking for a birthday present nearly three weeks after it's passed, but you know what? You were determined to find something for him. That’s how you found yourself in the middle of yet another high-end store. That makes 7 since you’ve gotten to the mall.

You’ve looked at everything from hats to watches to silverware and shoes. Most people would’ve given up by now. But you refused to leave until you found something-- instead, you found someone.

“Mrs. Jeon?” You say hesitantly as you try to identify the woman in your aisle of the furniture store. “Y/n!” She had wasted no time moving towards you, greeting you with a warm hug and smile. “My goodness, where did you run off to at Mira’s party, I had been looking for you.”

Boy, isn't that quite the story to tell, but maybe another day?

“Ah- I wasn’t feeling so well. Sorry about leaving so suddenly.” Technically your words weren’t untrue. You in fact did not feel well, mentally, which is just as important as your physical health.

“What brings you here? Are you moving out?” She questions your presence in this particular furniture store. “Actually, I’ve been looking for something to get Jungkook since I had missed his birthday, but I’m not sure what to get...Do you know anything he’s interested in? Like his hobbies?”

It was almost like your words pulled out a fond memory from her brain. “You know, he’s very good at art. Ever since he was young, all he would ask for was a paintbrush, not even a canvas, he would find something to paint on regardless.” The way she spoke softly and with warmth about Jungkook’s childhood almost made you wish that you could see some of his past works.

“Do you know if he still paints?” You were desperate to know, refusing to leave empty-handed. “Now that you mention it, I’m not sure-” His mother quickly turned around at the sound of her name being called by one of her fellow friends who must’ve accompanied her.

“Oh- well I’ve got to run. It was a pleasure seeing you again.” She smiles once more before she walks out of sight and past the large wall full of paintings. Each one was more beautiful than the last. Some consist of cherry blossoms, the others resembling that of a beach getaway. Oh, what you wouldn’t do to go on vacation just for a second.

And just like that, you knew what to get Jungkook.

It was all going according to plan, Lina had Mira for the weekend, You had somehow managed to bribe the contractors to leave Jungkook alone just for the next two days. “Y/n? Why are all the lights off?” That was the first thing Jungkook asked once he came inside, with ease he turned on the lights as he dropped his keys down on the surface near the front door.

He nearly leaped out of his skin at the sight of you standing in front of him with a cupcake in hand. “What’s all this?” He gestures to the two suitcases behind you. “It’s a long-overdue birthday present. I felt bad that I missed it.” With ease, you pulled out the lighter from your pocket and lit the candle despite the length of your acrylics. Just like you had practiced hours before.

“Make a wish.” You held up the cupcake towards him, the soft glow accenting the smile that came across his face. You had barely even started and you were starting to see him relax a little more. “You know you don’t have to do this-”

“Just shut up and blow out the candle.” You insist, watching him close his eyes briefly to make a wish and blow it out. You let him hold on to the dessert before he soon ate it as you attempted to drag the suitcases out the door.

“Aren’t you going to help me?” You question the man who simply watched you struggle to move the luggage. “Not unless you tell me where we’re going.” With silence, you continued to move them on your own.

Before Jungkook could get his hands on the keys, you had snatched them up from the table. “I’m driving.” You grin as you grip the keys in your hands. “Not in my car you’re not.” He objects, reaching for the keys out of your hand but you quickly dodged him. “Why not? I’m a good driver. I would take my own car but my dad still has it since legally it’s his.” Your eyes roll at the thought of your precious car just sitting there, unused.

“Because I don’t know how you drive.” Jungkook reasons, “Are you implying that I’m a bad driver?” Your hand lands on your hip while you grip the keys in the other. In the mood for messing with him. “No- I’m not-” He quickly tried to take back his words but you were having too much fun, “Tell me, Jungkook. Do you think I’m a bad driver because I’m a woman? You think you’re just a better driver than me because you have a dick between your legs?” You swung the keys around on your finger.

This conversation reminds you of the same one you had in his car when you agreed to help him find presents for his mother months ago. Jungkook was at such a loss of words he could cry, “I’m just kidding, but seriously. I’m driving.” You state before leaving him inside and making your way for the car.

---

You drove far out of town just to get here, so you’re really hoping Jungkook has a good time. He must’ve been tired from working so hard for the last- who knows how long. He had even fallen asleep in the car. Always a good sign to a driver.

“I’ll admit. You’re a pretty good driver.” He admitted with a nonchalant attitude. “I know. You were sleeping like a baby” You grin as he helped you take out the luggage from the trunk. “Debatable.” He mumbles as he followed you inside, watching you sign in with the front desk lady with pure adoration in his eyes.

Sometimes he wonders how he got so lucky. You really were something special. Who else does he know that would’ve gotten him a birthday present weeks after it passed? The fact that you had remembered was more than enough for him.

“I hope the room looks good-” You mumble under your breath, you unlock the door and push it open. It was breathtaking. “Holy shit.” Jungkook curses as you walk in. It was fucking massive. You knew that you asked for the biggest room they had but you had no idea just how big it was.

“Is that a Jacuzzi?” Jungkook questions in pure awe. He’d seen many of those in his lifetime, but never in a hotel room. He made sure to lock the door behind him as the two of you made your way around the area. The bed was huge, the TV was huge, and the view--

God, you could talk about the view until the day you die. The balcony overlooked the vast area of trees which were scattered with lights between them which almost resembled fireflies from up here. It wasn’t your everyday sight which is why it was so much more special, besides you knew Jungkook had a thing for the outdoors, and you did not. At least this way there's a healthy medium.

“It’s amazing.” Jungkook sounded breathless as he spoke. “It really is..” You agreed before you both began to settle your things down. “You seriously didn’t have to do all this.” Jungkook insists as his hands place themselves on your waist, his eyes looking down into yours with nothing but affection.

“I know, but I wanted to.” You smile as he leaned down to drop a peck to your lips, “-And what Y/n wants, Y/n gets.” He grins before kissing you once more, this time a little more passionately than the last before you both inevitably pull away.

“Do you mind if I shower first?” Jungkook checks in as he gestures to the bathroom. You agreed as you watched him take his stuff inside. You could already see a significant difference in his mood. Maybe getting him out of his work environment really was the best decision.

Soon Jungkook had returned and it was your turn to partake in your nightly routine.

The both of you lay under the covers, snuggled in each other's warmth. You assumed Jungkook was sleeping but to your surprise, he was not. “What are you thinking about?” He asks. “How do you know I’m thinking about something?” You pull your head off his chest slightly to see him better.

“Because I can hear you grinding your teeth.” He chuckles, sitting up with you.

“So what is it?” You look at him as he asks you to share what’s on your mind. You’re afraid to say it based on how he reacted to it the other day but there’s no harm in trying right?

“The other day, when I asked you about your hobbies.. you sort of.. shutdown? I don’t know if the question was too personal or maybe you were just stressed with work at the time but-”

“I was.” He groans as he rubs his face in his hands, exhausted just thinking about that day.

“Ever since I got the ‘go-ahead’ for the expansion a few weeks ago I’ve just been working non-stop.” It sounded like an excuse at first until he looked back up at you.

“But that doesn’t justify how I spoke to you, and I really am sorry.” There’s no way you could possibly stay unaffected by his sincerity. You gently placed your hands on the side of his face, “All is forgiven,” You say, punctuating your sentence with a loving kiss to his plush lips.

“You know, I do miss eating with you at lunch,” Jungkook states suggestively but you were gonna make him work for it. “Yeah? So?” Your brow arches as you leaned back against the headboard.

“You’re gonna make me say it aren’t you?” You grin. “Of course I am.”

“Will you eat lunch with me again?” He leans forwards so that his face was mere inches from yours. “Why should I? You know, I’m a very busy woman. My time is valuable.” Your arms crossed involuntarily, you were just having fun with him at this point.

“Because I sign your paychecks-” Your jaw dropped, a squeak leaving your mouth at his bold statement to which he immediately laughs, “I’m just kidding. But I'm serious when I say I miss talking to you, I enjoy your company. You made everything seem so much easier.” He pleads, holding your hands in his.

With an exaggerated sigh and an expression to show you were considering his offer, “I suppose I could squeeze you in my schedule.” You giggle as he rolled his eyes at your passive response. “You’re too kind.” The sarcasm rolled off his tongue so naturally.

“I ran into your mom the other day,” You start but he immediately winces at the sentence, “A good interaction I hope?” You nod. “I learned that you are quite the Picasso-” As if it was a reflex, Jungkook pulled himself away from you, now sitting further away from you than before.

“No- I don’t paint anymore.” There was that cold tone again.

“Yeah, I know- But why?” You could sense his irritation rise with your question.

“I just don’t.”

“There must be a reason-” You’re not sure which nerve you hit but it seemed to have been enough to get Jungkook to snap. With wide eyes you watched him get up from the bed- “Because I had a kid, okay?” His voice was riddled with guilt.

“What..?” You knew you should’ve just left the conversation at that but how could you?

With a heavy breath, he dropped himself back down on the bed, laying on his back as he faced the ceiling. “So, to answer your question, yes, I had hobbies. Dozens at one point." You stayed quiet, letting him get it off his chest.

“I liked trying new things. I had hobbies, and painting was my favourite, but I gave them all up after Mira was born. Anytime Lina would drop her off unexpectedly I was forced to put my hobbies aside, then the club got popular and before I knew it I just stopped completely. It’s terrible, I know. What kind of a person blames such a thing on their kid.”

You took the silence between you to speak, “Mira’s not the one inconveniencing you. Parenting shouldn’t be about secretly missing your old life, you should be able to share such beautiful interests with your child, but how are you supposed to do that when Lina never gives you the chance to prepare?”

You didn’t want to overstep in their relationship, but from what you’ve seen, Lina constantly bombards Jungkook with her responsibilities, and clearly, it’s affected him. “I know. We said we would work out a schedule, we didn’t want it to get messy but I think I need a lawyer.” Woah.

“You’re not gonna try and put her in jail or anything right?” Jungkook laughs at your taken-back expression, “No, Y/n. I think it’s time we just get some agreements on paper.” Another period of silence came between you.

“And what about you?” You check-in.

“What about me?” He shrugs, before sitting upright.

“You’re always making sure everyone else is taken care of and accounted for. So, now I’m asking you. Are you okay?”

“Yeah. You know what, I think I am. Especially now that those contractors have left me alone. I might even try picking up one of my old hobbies.” Your smile stretches from ear to ear as you leapt for your suitcase. “I was hoping you’d say that.” You pulled out a gift bag that you somehow managed to fit into your stuffed suitcase.

“Another present?”

“Just open it.” You rush him as he removes the tissue paper from the top to reveal what was at the bottom. Unable to control his smile as he pulled out the 8 x10 canvas and palette, along with the few paintbrushes. “You don’t give up do you?”

“Never.”

---

This is how you wish you could wake up every morning, Nothing else in sight but Jungkook and his bare torso sleeping soundly as you stared out the window overlooking the rising sun over the trees.

You decided to get a head start on the day, being the first one to get in the shower. It was unusual for you to be up before Jungkook but you could only imagine how tired he was.

By the time you had finished everything you needed to the man was still sleeping. You were hoping that the two of you could go downstairs and make it in time for their breakfast buffet but that window was quickly closing as the time approached 10 am and the sun rose higher with each passing minute.

You decided you’d go for a little walk around the resort and come back a little later. You weren’t too surprised to see that by now Jungkook was fully awake, seeming that he had already showered and everything.

His head snapped up the second he heard the door click open, “Hey, you didn’t take your phone with you. I was trying to call you.” You kicked your heels off at the door and made your way over to Jungkook who sat on the bed, clad in the casual clothes you’d picked out for him.

As much as you loved seeing him in those expensive suits, there was something so relaxing and perfect about the way he looked when he was in his everyday attire. Nothing fancier than a dress shirt and jeans.

“I know, I realized that.” You murmur as you leant against the window in front of him, blocking some of the sunlight that beamed in his direction. “Where did you go?” He outstretches his hand for you to hold, not knowing he’d pull you down to the bed with him.

“I just went for a walk.” You spoke softly as the two of you lay on the bed with little room left between. “I thought you said you wanted to have breakfast before you roamed?” Jungkook questions your unplanned actions.

“I did, but you weren’t awake, so I went for the walk instead.” Instantly the brunette sat up, checking his watch. “Oh my god, it’s almost 11:30. You missed breakfast because I slept in?” He felt guilty, and you could tell.

“I wasn’t that hungry-” He knows you, he knows you never skipped breakfast. Lunch? Maybe, but never breakfast. That’s how you found yourselves dining in the closed restaurant. Did Jungkook pay extra to let you both in even though they weren’t reopening until Dinner time? Yes, because to him, you were worth it.

---

You hated how fast the weekend had flown past you, but it was safe to say it was successful. You had never seen Jungkook so relaxed, so carefree. He was smiling more. You weren’t sure if it was because he was away from work or Lina, maybe both but you were glad he got a chance to relax.

“Did you turn it on?” Your voice rings throughout the hotel room from the bathroom as Jungkook worked on turning on the Jacuzzi. Did you mention the jacuzzi was also huge? Not to mention it only looked bigger when two people were inside compared to the 8 people that could fit.

“If I wanted to sit in here alone, I would’ve gone home and taken a bath.” You roll your eyes at Jungkook’s sarcastic comments. “I’m almost done!” You notify him as you adjusted the bathing suit around your hips. This is the first and last time you wear such an elaborate swimsuit. It had so many holes, you didn’t know if it was for your arms or your legs, but you managed to figure it out.

His eyes were drawn to you the minute you stepped out of the bathroom. You were the only thing he could think of. Could you blame him? He’s never felt the way he feels about you with anyone else. His infatuation and adoration for you are immeasurable. Every time you walk into the room he’s left breathless, wanting nothing but to have his hands all over you.

“I look that good huh?” The corner of your lips pulled upwards as you gently lifted his jaw. Taking a dip in the warm water sitting beside him, surrounded by the bubbling jets. “You look incredible.” He hums, barely letting your ass touch the seat before his hands found place on your hips, pulling you over to straddle his lap.

“Good, because this was impossible to put on.” Your smiles looked too happy, too pleasant to be real, but they were. “It looks so good on you, but I bet it’d look even better off.” His voice had dropped an octave with his obscene words before you felt him pepper kisses at your neck.

“Ah- ah- ah. It took forever to put this one, I’m not going to have you rip it to pieces in 5 minutes.” You object, placing your hands on his chest to push away from him but his hands on your hips tightened, not wanting you to get off his lap just yet, appreciating the closeness.

“I know you’ve always loved going all out, but you really outdid yourself this weekend, you didn’t have-” Jungkook sounded like a broken record. “-But I didn’t have to, I know. Jungkook, but I wanted to. Just let your girlfriend spoil you for a change.” Your arms draped themselves around his neck, but you thought you had hurt him from his wide eyes.

“What? What’s wrong-” Now you were the one caught off-guard as you felt Jungkook gently grab your face to pull you into a heated kiss that you welcomed with openly. “So you’re my girlfriend now?” Jungkook throws your words back at you with a smirk to which you immediately felt your cheeks flush.

You hadn’t even realized what you had said until he pointed it out. “If you want me to be.” You say, not sure where to look right now. What if he said no-

“Of course I do.”

Oh.

And just like that. The hard work you had put into getting in the bathing had gone to waste. It never stood a chance against Jungkook’s hands to begin with.

---

With your bare bodies tangled beneath the covers, every part of your body aching from the works you had just been put through, but it was perfect. Everything you did with Jungkook was perfect. While in his head he was thinking the same thing. You were perfect. You're everything he ever wanted and never knew he needed in a person.

You both stared at each other in comfortable silence, “So how does it feel being 27?” You gently brush the hair out of his eyes. Simply admiring everything your thumb strokes across. Starting with his cheeks

“It feels the same as being 26, I just know that I’m a year older.” He laughs softly as your thumb trails down to his lips, gently pulling at the plump flesh of his lower lip. “What’s something you want to see more of this year?” Your question was genuine, curious as to what he'd like to do this year, but he's a guy.

“You naked.” Your hand immediately dropped from his lips in pure shock before they placed themselves over your own. Does this man never tire? You had just gone three rounds around the hotel room, the jacuzzi, then the shower and he couldn’t resist the third round since ‘third time’s a charm’.

And it was.

-----

As much as you were enjoying the weekend, all good things must come to an end. And you could only dread going to work for so long. At least you could look forward to your break.

As per usual you tapped out from your shift 5 minutes earlier than you were supposed to so you could get to Jungkook’s office earlier. He looked more concentrated than usual so you hesitated before entering but Jungkook had signalled for you to come inside anyway.

“What’d you get this time?” You inquired about Jungkook’s lunch selection for the both of you. “Your favourite” You didn’t like the way he said the words, you peeked into the brown bag on the corner of his desk. You felt your mouth salivate at the sight of those famous wrappers. It was from the same burger place Jungkook had taken you all those months ago.

Of course, you still couldn’t admit to him that this was your favourite. “I mean, they’re okay. Nothing special.” You shrugged, carelessly dropping your hand into the bag to reach for one of the items but Jungkook was faster to snatch the bag towards him.

“Since they’re just okay, I suppose I could just give it away to someone who would appreciate the perfection of these burgers.” This was a sick sick game he was playing. He was gonna make you say it. “No- no. I- I like them.” Satisfied since he knew that was the most he’d get out of you, he handed you back the bag with a smug face.

“You’re lucky you’re cute.” You mumble under your breath as you unravel the meal. “Sorry, what was that?” Jungkook leans forward for you to repeat what you said even though he heard you loud and clear. “Nothing. Just go back to work.” You dismiss before seating yourself in front of his desk.

It was only now that you took a moment to acknowledge the replica on his desk that seemed to have been encapsulating so much of Jungkook’s attention before you walked in.

“What’s that?” You jutted your chin to the structure that sat on his desk. “It’s a 3D version of the new club,” He spun it around so that you could see the other side, and it was so elaborately detailed. It looked even better than this one, and you didn’t think that was possible.

Your brows furrowed as you noticed one empty room. “Wait why is this area empty? What’s supposed to be there?” You pointed to the vacant space on the second floor. “It’s the champagne room, but the designer quit on me last minute before they got to it, so now I’m not sure how to finish it.”

“A champagne room? That’s new. You don’t have one here.” You point out the obvious. “Hence why it will be at the new one. It would give the dancers a chance to get some extra pay.” He reasons before spinning the replica back around to face him as you took another bite from your lunch, waiting to swallow before you spoke again, “You know, it’d be good if you stuck with that luxurious décor in the champagne room, maybe with some neon to bring a sense of life to the room.”

As if a lightbulb had gone off in his head Jungkook’s gaze bore into you like a drill. “What? Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Your dad showed me your resumé when he had first asked me to get you a job here, you majored in interior design didn’t you?” Jungkook recalls when he had taken a look at your qualifications months ago.

“Yeah but I hated it.” You mumbled, but Jungkook would pretend he didn’t hear it. “You should design the champagne room.” He suggests, and you couldn’t lie. You got a little excited at his proposal.

You hated studying décor, but transforming such a space with so much potential was basically a makeover, and who didn’t love a good makeover. “Okay. I can do that." You smile before asking your next question, "So I’m like your business partner now? Do I get that designated parking space like you do?” Now you were going in over your head. Jungkook laughs, “You don’t even have a car.” Jungkook laughs.

“Think of it as a temporary job for now-” You weren’t surprised that your conversation had been interrupted by Jungkook’s ringtone. Must be those damned contractors-- or maybe not?

Jungkook’s expression had dropped so suddenly it genuinely worried you. “This is a fucking joke.” Were the first words to slip past his lips once he hung up. “What’s wrong? Is something delayed?” You knew one of the worst things when trying to expand was something being delayed, which has a butterfly effect and just delays the whole opening process.

“Lina just got arrested. She was caught shoplifting, and it’s not the first time. She was caught with over six thousand dollars worth of purses and jewelry in her car. ”

That’s terrible, impressive, but terrible.

“She’s facing up to 4 years,” Jungkook adds as he gets back to work

You stood up but Jungkook sat down. “Aren’t you gonna go see her?”

“Where? Behind bars where I said she would end up if she kept up her theft streak? No way. I’ll go another day. Thank god Mira’s with my parents today.” You couldn’t believe how calm he was right now. You knew they didn’t get along well if not at all, but you were expecting him to be even a little concerned.

Then again, when you thought about it. With Lina out of the picture for a little bit, it really does solve a lot of problems, but you still felt bad for her. “No- don’t make that face.” Jungkook points a finger at you accusingly.

“What face?”

“Your pity face. Don’t feel bad for her. She got herself into this mess.” Jungkook reminds you as he aggressively flips the page of his files. “But what about Mira. That’s her mother. Hypothetically speaking if Lina does plead guilty which she probably will then what? She’s just gonna miss all of Mira’s big moments for the next 2 to 4 years? Her birthdays, her first day of daycare, her playdates?” You try to reason with him, looking for even a little sympathy.

“Exactly. You would think that her own mother would consider the things she would be giving up if she kept doing what she did even after being warned. But no. She still did it anyways. She made her bed, now she has to lie in it.”

It sounded like he was being mean but he had a point, that not even you could argue with.

---

The next memorable moment came a little sooner than anticipated. With Lina unable to watch Lina anymore and Jungkook being busier than ever with the expansion there was no one to watch her.

Of course, he could leave her with his parents but they were getting old, the whole point of having kids was watching them grow up. He didn’t want them to feel like they had another responsibility. Even you had thought about offering to watch her, but you don’t even know how to change a diaper. It would be a nightmarish experience, and you'd hate to mess up.

“Daddy loves you so much, okay?” Jungkook reassures the 1-year old in his arms for the hundredth time as she reached out to play with his hair. She merely nodded before swinging her head to the side, making awkward eye contact with the ECE who seemed to be more than used to this first-day routine.

You simply stood quietly on the sidelines. Jungkook said he would be strong enough to send her off alone but it had been 15 minutes so you decided to join him and see just what exactly was going on.

Those damn workers love ruining a special moment and now was no exception as Jungkook’s phone rang in his pocket.

Jungkook supported the baby effortlessly against his chest with one hand while he took a look at the time. He was very late for a meeting he was supposed to have at the new venue. “Daddy’s gonna be in trouble if he doesn’t leave now, so you’re gonna stay with this nice lady and meet a lot of new people okay?” He says as he let the lady take Mira from his arms.

“Bye~” He waves to his daughter with a pained smile as she mimicked his words back to him before she was taken inside- Was he crying. “Are you-” He wiped the tears from his eyes before you had a chance to properly see them. “No, I’m not. It’s just cold outside. C’mon, let’s go.” He insists before walking back to the car.

You were never shy to admit just how fine of a man Jungkook was. Who could deny such a person? Broad shoulders, perfectly sculpted abs with legs crafted by the gods themselves, not to mention the perfection of his cut jawline with the most handsome face to pair. That’s why this outfit was driving you up the wall.

Dress pants that were just tight enough to tease the definition of his muscular thighs along with a black turtle neck that was maybe even a little too tight and left little to the imagination of what lay underneath. Spoiler alert: big pecks and a six-pack.

As if you weren’t suffering enough, Jungkook had insisted on helping some of the movers move around the boxes of furniture that were being delivered throughout the day, you watched with foam forming at the corners of your mouth as Jungkook rolled up the sleeved of his sweater, revealing the various designs of ink on his right forearm. Is this.. heaven?

You were so busy thinking about Jungkook you hadn’t even realized he was making his way towards you. “You okay? You look a little hot, do you need something to drink?” He places his hand on your upper arm giving it what was supposed to be a comforting squeeze but only elicited sparks to run through you and heat to flush your cheeks.

Repeatedly shaking your head letting him know you were fine. Just being near him had your brain short-circuiting and your heart running laps. “You ready to see the not-so-finished champagne room?” You agreed, initiating for Jungkook to take your hand in his as he led you upstairs to said room.

A little distracted, you watched as he unlocked the door with one of the many keys that were looped around the keyring. With a little more force than necessary for the average door, it had been pushed open.

Dust. That was all you could see for the first minute after the room was revealed.

“The building used to be a library back in the 50′s but it closed down ages ago and hasn’t been used in decades,” Jungkook says, which explains the boxes of books that were being exported during the weeks prior to this one. “This room is massive.” Your words proved true, as it was the equivalent to the size of a small ballroom.

“I know, it’s great. We can fit in two bars, one on each side of the room. It’s convenient as one of our sponsors owns a vineyard. This way we can use their financial endorsement to both benefit the club and even sell some of their products.”

“Y/n?” He looks down to you when he was missing any form of contribution to the conversation from you. You swear you were listening, but it’s Jungkook, and he just looks so fucking good today, and you loved it when he got all business-y when he was with you.

“If you wanted to fuck you should’ve said something.” Absolute terror was evident on your face at his obscene words while you tried not to explode at the heat underneath his fingertips as they brushed the strands of hair from your face. You were incapable of forming coherent sentences, “H-how-”

“Oh, sweet Y/n. Do you think I haven’t seen that look on you before? Face all flushed, shallow breathing, bedroom eyes.” The last part almost came out like a purr, rolling off his tongue in seduction as he watched you fall apart under his touch. His other hand dropped down to hold you securely at your waist, “Just let me know if you wanna get outta here for a minute and-”

“I wanna get out of here.” You wasted no time and had little to no shame left in you to care about how desperate it may have come out.

That day you could check off fucking in the back of his car off your list.

Fortunately, it wouldn’t be the last time it happened either.

“How’s it feel being 24?” Those were Jungkook’s first words aimed at you the moment you had made your way down the stairs, the same ones you had asked him at the hotel. You were shocked but not surprised to see the kitchen table completely covered with gift bags. “Are these all for me?” You tried to sound surprised you did, but you couldn’t hide it. “You know they are.” Jungkook smiles as he welcomes your hug with open arms.

“Happy Birthday.” He mumbles into the crook of your neck before reaching behind his back and revealing a small black box. You stepped back cautiously, he wasn’t gonna propose, was he...

“Here, open it.” He tossed it to you-- This was too informal to be a proposal, so you were able to drop your shoulders a bit as you fondled with the box in your hands. Flicking the top open, unable to believe what you were seeing. You thought you’d never see it again.

You took it out of the box holding it with the tips of your freshly done nails.

Car keys.

Your car keys.

You recognized them anywhere by the customized keyring and keys. “Jungkook..” You were truly speechless.. taking slow steps towards the front door until it became a full sprint. Screaming at the sight of your car sitting on the driveway. You were so happy you could cry, so you did.

You don’t know how Jungkook managed to get it from your father but you didn't care. The words 'thank you' fell from your lips an infinite number of times as you looked back at the front door seeing Jungkook with Mira in his arms.

“That’s not all.” Jungkook had called you back inside. You never thought you’d say that you had too many presents but you were about to. “You didn’t have to get me all this stuff-” Jungkook merely shushes you while Mira imitated before he led you back to the kitchen and picked out the burgundy bag with black tissue paper allowing you to have the honours of opening it.

“Oh my god.” Your hand clasped itself over your mouth at the portrait of you. “Y-you made this?” There was that wavering tone in your voice that indicated tears were well on their way again. “I’m not supposed to cry this much on my birthday.” You jokingly hit him as you looked at the painting in awe.

“Do you like it? I know it’s not the best painting in the world, it’s so hard to-” You could sense your silence had flipped Jungkook to begin rambling anxiously in case you didn’t like it, but you made sure he knew just how much you appreciated it with a tight embrace, you didn’t even mind that Mira was very much included in the hug. “It’s perfect. I love it. I love everything about it. I love you.”

This time you were very aware of what you had said before the eight letters had even registered in Jungkook’s head. Your eyes are just as wide as the last time you let your emotions speak for you. With haste, you pulled back and scanned Jungkook’s features for any signs of... anything. There were no emotions on his face until he broke out with a sneaky grin.

“I was wondering when you would say it.” You gasp. “What’s that supposed to mean, you wanted me to say it first?!” Another hit to his arm that wasn't carrying the 15-month-old. “Not necessarily, I just didn’t want you to feel pressured to say it if I said it first, and I’m not going to lie, I’ve almost said it a handful of times just in this past week.”

Ah, that would explain the strange “I love you-r- red. I love you in red.” comment he had made one evening as the two of you were getting ready to leave for an outing. You were wearing purple.

You smiled at the thought that Jungkook had to physically fight off the urge of saying those words. “I love you, Y/n.” He says, the words sending straight heat to your body. Not in a sexual way but in a raw emotional way. “I love you too.” He had leaned forwards to drop a kiss to your lips but Mira had other plans as she began to flail her arms about as she was panicking to be put down.

With a smile he lets her stand on her own two feet before focusing back on you. Not even you could contain your smile just from looking at him. Words couldn’t explain how you felt about Jungkook. There were not enough words in the love languages themselves to even begin to illustrate your adoration.

You felt the heat of his palms place themselves on your cheeks as he leaned towards you and dropped a heated kiss to your lips. The kiss started slow and passionate before it had begun to pick up in desire and desperation but you had to remind yourselves of the child in the room before you both pulled away smiling like fools in love.

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“Ready?” Jungkook asks with his hand on the knob of the door, awaiting your approval to open it. It was time for the grand reveal of the champagne room, the one you had spent the last few months designing, with Jungkook looking over your shoulder of course, always in awe of the arrangements you’d make.

With a deep breath in you mentally prepared yourself for the revelation.

“Yeah.”

He twisted the knob and pushed it open with ease unlike last time now that they had changed the door. You gasped. Even though you had spent months in here, memorizing its dimensions like the back of your hand it was so much more stunning when you had seen it all come together for once.

The elegant lighting along with the sharp hues of neon coming from behind the bars. Falling in love with the way the dim yet colourful light bounced off the chic furniture that was strategically placed in its rightful spaces around the room. Jungkook hadn’t said anything and suddenly you felt a wave of anxiety run through you.

Jungkook had trusted you throughout this whole process, investing in you and believing in you. What if you just fucked it up. You refused to say anything until he did, fortunately, you didn’t have to wait much longer for his next words.

“It’s perfect.” With a smile, you dropped your shoulders with an exaggerated breath. “You really think so?” You looked up to him, still in shock from his reaction. “I mean it. I think you did a better job than the other designer could’ve ever done.” At first, you laughed, thinking he was just trying to make you feel better but with a little extra examination of his expression you knew he was serious and your chest felt warm at his praises.

Soon the two of you made your way to his new office, the décor just as sleek and sophisticated as his other but in a different way. You found yourself sitting in front of his desk while he sat behind it.

“You open in two weeks, are you ready?” You take the time to ask him how he feels about the second venue's approaching grand opening. Now it was his turn to sigh before he ran a hand lightly accessorized with rings through his hair. “I’m ready, but I’m not sure the neighbouring buildings are. We get a shit ton of people lined up outside to the point it wraps around the block. I just hope we don’t get too many complaints.”

You knew Platinum Panther was a big club, but you didn’t know it was channels 3,4, and 7 big. There were at least three different news reporters that you could see waiting outside the doors of the club along with the hundreds of people awaiting the ribbon to be cut for the opening.

Jungkook always looks good, this wasn’t news to anyone, but today was something else. Designer red and black blazer with paisley patterning along with black dress pants and shoes. You felt like you were losing your mind but you forced yourself to push those thoughts aside and focus on the countdown before cutting the ribbon.

“3, 2, 1.” You watched with pride as Jungkook snipped at the delicate red fabric that was stretched across the doors. On cue, the music from inside began to blast, still sounding a bit muffled from out here but you knew from personal experience just how loud it really was.

In honour of it being opening day, those who showed up today don’t need to be on the guest list, but the bouncers were in charge of body counts to make sure there weren’t too many people inside since it’s a fire hazard.

Jungkook had led you upstairs to the balcony area that seemed to have been reserved for the two of you for the moment. “You did it.” You smile as you looked over the incredibly full lower level, watching the people below have the time of their lives and for once, you weren’t jealous, because you got to watch them while standing beside the man who made you feel like the luckiest girl in the world.

“Thank you,” You say loud enough so that he could hear you over the music, at first you didn’t think he had heard you until he had questioned you, “For what?”

“For putting up with me when no one else did.” You say, doing your best to hold your composure and not ruin this celebratory moment. He smiles, snaking his arm around your waist as the both of you continue to look down below. “I never had to 'put up' with you. You brought a lot of insight and happiness to my life, with an equivalent amount of attitude.” You laugh at the last part, something about the moment feeling unreal.

You couldn’t believe how much had changed in the last year. You’d gotten away from your father, started working- more or less, have unlimited access to platinum panther, lost contact with the same friends you were dying to hang out with before, you had learned how to change a diaper. As if that wasn’t monumental enough, now you find yourself head over heels in love and in a committed relationship. It was horrifying really, and you still occasionally had to process it and calm yourself down but you were happy. The happiest you’d ever been.

And to think it all started at Platinum Panther. A club where only the richest individuals could find themselves lounging back on velvet seats, sipping the finest drinks and watching the most beautiful women. A place built for the sins of the rich, but ironically the place where you fell in love.

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