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Cruel Intentions (Final)

Warning: masturbating (m), Jin-Seon being spoiled, dirty talk, oral (f receiving), jungkook constantly complimenting mc, unprotected sex, slight dirty talk, mentions of abortion, vomitting,

Word Count: 20,521

Description: While in therapy, Jungkook and you reveal secrets while Hyun-woo makes his long awaited appearance that threatens everything Jungkook worked too hard to achieve.

Jungkook concluded that he didn't like witnessing you crying - and you were nothing but a stranger to him. The harsh tears streaming down your face was aggressive - even as he sits in his car, windows tinted, he could see the clear tears.

You didn't see Jungkook - you never did. It was dangerous to not notice your surroundings and realize the same black car with tinted windows following you - but Jungkook was no threat to you.

You were speaking onto your phone to whom Jungkook assumed was your brother, Hyun-Woo. You're trying to be quiet, but even from inside his car - tinted windows only cracked slightly - he could hear your words to Hyun-Woo. You're angry, rightfully so, now having to go into your savings to get the man out of jail.

It wasn't the first time Jungkook has followed you - to which you never noticed. He couldn't answer his own question when he'd ask himself why he was invested in you. He'd tell himself it was because you were Hyun-woo's sister and Hyun-woo was someone who owed him money. It wasn't anything far-fetched - it could be easily paid with a paycheck, yet Hyun-woo didn't have a steady paycheck coming in.

The day you got Hyun-woo out of jail, Jungkook watches as your face twists into one of disappointment - you didn't cry, yet your eyes show immense sadness. The research Jungkook did of Hyun-woo was that the man had gone through something to turn to drugs - his drugs no less. You were the youngest of five children and Hyun-woo was once a hero in your eyes - yet you never gave up on him.

Jungkook kept his eyes on you as you and Hyun-woo went to a local diner for breakfast, even after you wasted all of your savings to bail the man out of jail. Jungkook has a clear view of you and Hyun-woo eating - the older man sculfing down an insane amount and all you could do was laugh.

Maybe that's why Jungkook decided he wanted that - you. He wanted someone who didn't give up easily. No matter how many times Hyun-woo would promise you that he was done doing these drugs, the older man always found a way into his office with the amount of money needed for a week supply of high.

Jungkook was never the one to sell to any junkie off the street - but Hyun-woo was different. This man was once the man that owed him money and was shorting his men each visit. Jungkook had to take matters into his own hands and use whatever he needed as leverage. He would consider Hyun-woo lucky that he had a large family who all had children to go home to at the end of the night - all accept you.

But Jungkook never harmed women - as long as he watched you go to and from work and visit your family, his mind was never adament on "hurting" you. You were already a woman hurting - working long hours and chasing after your elder brother to ensure he wasn't either thrown in jail or dead. But you never gave up on Hyun-woo - not even after time and time he would disappoint you and go back to his old ways.

And Hyun-woo went back to his old ways, now sitting in Jungkook's office.

Jungkook leans forward at his desk. He's holding the small bag of white powder as he flickers it in front of the man's eyes. Hyun-woo visibly stiffens, his eyes following the small bag of cocaine.

Jungkook removes said cocaine from the small bag and onto his desk. He reaches into his pocket to grasp his wallet. He takes out his card - a random credit card - and begins to line up the cocaine. "Do you want to try?" he asks Hyun-woo, only glancing up once he was done lining the cocaine.

"I-I don't have money-"

"I didn't ask you that." Jungkook hisses. "I asked," Jungkook leans back into his chair. "did you want to try the product?"

Hyun-woo gulps. Yes, he did. Yet he couldn't. He was in an insane amount of debt that he owed to Jungkook spanning for months. The drugs Jungkook contained were like no other - powerful and pure, but expensive. The first couple occasions in which he bought from Jungkook (not directly, Jungkook was no dealer - he had men for that), he was able to pay it back in full. Yet, he grew restless with the drugs and the high it gave him - it was becoming something he couldn't live without.

Hyun-woo found himself having to steal just to make up the money back to Jungkook - and to just borrow more drugs. It was a constant rotation that ensured he'd never be out of debt when it came to Jungkook and Bangtan in general.

"Okay." Hyun-woo murmurs in defeat.

Jungkook watches as Hyun-woo snorts the cocaine, his mind on you and how disappointed you'd be right now if you were here. While you worked hard to pay your bills and attempted to save what little money you had - Hyun-woo was sitting here getting high off of his product. It was a shame, really, how naive of you to think that Hyun-woo would stop just because you asked him to. The man was far gone, no longer being the man you knew of him when you were a child - and it wasn't your fault.

"Do you have any family?" Jungkook suddenly asks - but he already knows.

Hyun-woo clears his throat, pupils dilated. "Y-Yes."

Jungkook caught onto the look in Hyun-woo's eyes - the look of disappointment in one self.

"Are they proud of you?"

Hyun-woo scoffs. Jungkook never cared to get personal with anyone. Hyun-woo was brought into his office and expected to leave on a warning. The warning being his thumb cut off until he got his money - failure to do so would result in him leaving the office dead the next time. Yet, he couldn't do that - not to Hyun-woo. He had plans for the man and death was not an option.

"I failed all of them." Hyun-woo shrugs. The high's getting to him and he's rambling as if Jungkook's an old friend. "Y/N is the only one who speaks to me and even she can't look at me without being ashamed." Hyun-woo sniffles, his nose itching from the powerful substance, while leaning back. "She works so hard. Too hard."

You do, Jungkook thinks, but not for long.

"Is she the one that's going to pay me my money?" Jungkook crosses his arms. He knows his answer already - Hyun-woo stole from you before, but that didn't mean it was his first option. He started by stealing from others first, breaking into homes to find whatever he could to pawn for cash.

Hyun-woo shakes her head. "N-No. I can pay for it." he insists. "I don't want her involved in this. She...She's not like me."

Jungkook know's this - you aren't like Hyun-woo.

"You said she is the only one who speaks with you?"

Hyun-woo nods. "Y/N isn't a quitter. She should've gave up on me long ago."

Jungkook clicks his tongue. You weren't a quitter - and that would be difficult for him to break. You were stubborn and far too dependant on yourself, yet Jungkook had dealt with worse.

"Here," Jungkook places a few small bags of cocaine in front of Hyun-woo. "it seem's like you need it."

"I can't take this." Hyun-woo protests. He's deep into debt and Jungkook never gave product for free.

"Sure you can." Jungkook chuckles. "You have a week to get my money back. You can leave my office, Hyun-woo."

"There should be no secrets anymore if the marriage is going to work." Ren - a therapist that's been working with Bangtan for years - speaks to Jungkook and you. "Do you want the marriage to work, Y/N? Jungkook?"

"Yes." Jungkook answers without a thought. He glances at you. "I do."

You nod your head slowly. "As do I." you responded.

It wasn't a lie - even after a year of having Jin-Seon and being back with Jungkook, you concluded that you'll never be rid of him - not while Jin-Seon binded the two of you together. It was easier to give into the relationship instead of running and denying Jungkook. You were glad that Jungkook now wasn't the same nearly two years ago - even if Jungkook was more lenient with you.

Jungkook now takes things slow, not trying to push you too hard into anything. It was only recently that Jungkook and you slept in the same bed together - starting because Jin-Seon cried until the two of you hugged him close. Jin-Seon's bed was large for him - tiny for two grown adults, but the two of you made it work. Now Jungkook and you decided to sleep in the same bed - back into his large bedroom - and Jin-Seon climbs into the bed to sleep between the two of you.

"Y/N. What do you think of Jungkook as a father?" asks Ren.

You're taken aback by the question, but respond nonetheless. "He's an amazing father." your response was low, but you meant every word of it. "Jin-Seon loves him so much. He...always calls for him when he isn't home."

It brings a smile on Jungkook's lips to hear you say those words. It makes his heart flutter even thinking about his son calling for him. It was difficult being away from Jin-Seon - especially when he woke up to nearly falling off the bed while Jin-Seon and you were sleeping peacefully in the middle. It was times like that he savored - waking up to his wife and son.

"Jungkook? What about you?" Ren turns her eyes to Jungkook. "What do you think of Y/N as a mother?"

"She's incredible." Jungkook doesn't miss a beat. "It comes naturally...her love for Jin-Seon. I love watching the two of them - even if they're not doing anything. Just knowing they're happy makes me happy."

Jungkook catches your eyes but doesn't hold it. He's embarrassed slightly - you and him have been coming to Ren for a while now in hopes of fixing your marriage (organically). Talking about his feelings was never something he was good at, but it was refreshing.

"I'm glad the two of you are coming to terms with one another." Ren places her hands in her lap. "Are there any secrets the two of you wish to share?"

You shake your head. There wasn't a way for you to have secrets from someone like Jungkook. The only one you could say was you being pregnant, yet he found you just as Jin-Seon was born.

"Yes." Jungkook murmurs and the room feels as though it's closing in on the two of you.

"Is it something that's going to make me look at you differently?" you question without looking his way. "If so I'll rather you keep it to yourself."

What you didn't know wouldn't hurt you. Whatever secret Jungkook had you didn't wish for it to come between you and him. You were finally starting to trust him again - as a husband and a father. Jungkook allowed you freedom (along with his men if he wasn't available) and in return you gave a little bit of yourself. You'd rather be left in the dark then return to the way you were a year prior.

"I found your birth control." Jungkook swallows. "I changed them to placebo pills."

You inhale.

"I tracked your periods and ovulation cycles. Ever since...we have become intimate. Before Greece." Jungkook doesn't look your way - he's unsure how you'd react to his confession. "I know Eun-Young gave them to you. She's the only one who could've."

Jungkook never confronted Eun-Young or his brother, it was best that he solved the problem himself. Eun-Young didn't have the privileges you had and the last thing he wanted was for his brother to go overboard in punishing her.

You suppose now you got your answer on how you got pregnant while on the pill. You snort loudly, shaking your head. The sadness you felt that day taking the pregnancy test is a feeling you'd never forget - the depressive thoughts conjuring in your mind soon after.

"I want the two of you to speak alone. I'll be right outside for about five minutes." Ren excuses herself.

Once the door closes, Jungkook turns to you. Your expression is unreadable, but Jungkook doesn't stop. "I shouldn't have done it and it was selfish of me to do that. I...if I can take everything I've done to you back I would. I-"

"It gave us Jin-Seon." you interrupt him. You finally catch his eyes - swimming in a sea of regret and guilt. "As unhappy as I was early on in my pregnancy..." you try to find the correct words. It was complicated to think back on your life and how you felt - but there shouldn't be anymore secrets. "...I couldn't imagine my life without Jin-Seon."

"I can't imagine a life without both of you." Jungkook comes closer to you. He left you space on the couch as he always did, but now he takes your hand in his.

You're stunned. Jungkook's hands are warm and his thumb gently strokes your hands. It was weird being sentient with him. Jungkook and you were once so affectionate prior to having Jin-Seon and dealing with the wedding - yet it changed after you came back to him. He didn't rush anything with you - always saying he loved you and never expected you to say the words back. When he hugged you, he always made sure to ask for your permission first and never overstepped any boundaries.

"Do you remember what I told you in Greece?" Jungkook tilts his head, eyes scanning your reaction. "I promised that nothing would ever happen to you or our children."

You did remember - faintly. It was the night you insisted on him cumming inside of you - ironically enough.

"I promised that I'll always protect you and our children. I'll always protect you and Jin-Seon." Jungkook squeezes your hand gently. "He was conceived that same night. Out of love, Y/N. I know you don't love me and I'm alright with that. But we made Jin-Seon out of love, didn't we?"

As creepy as it was, Jungkook had always tracked your periods. Realizing Jin-Seon's existence had Jungkook calculating the months you've been pregnant back to the night in Greece - that wasn't the bedding ceremony he wished he didn't participate in.

Jungkook was in a dark place while you were gone that he only blames himself now when he thinks back to it. Days of hating you for leaving him, turned into delusion - that you'd come back on your own free will. He distanced himself from his Hyung's and only turned to drinking as a way to cope with your absence. He had no real desire for any of the women at the Brothel unless he was intoxicated, his mind telling him that he was being intimate with you. But, it never lasted long - they didn't moan the way you did or touch him the same. They weren't you - and even he wishes he could retract the harsh treatment he displayed towards them.

"Yes." you nod. It was distressing to think of your feelings towards Jungkook. You wanted to hate him for what he forced you into, but you couldn't. He didn't lock you away in a dungeon and forced you to do anything. He never threatened your family and you're forever grateful that he assisted them - even after you left.

A knock sounds on the door and Jungkook releases one of your hands, only holding one. It does so to see if you'd remove your hand from his, and when you don't he decides it was safe to hold you.

"Can I come in?" Ren questions, poking her head in. She gives you and Jungkook a warm smile, glancing at your connected hands. As long as she worked with Jungkook - since he was a child at the age of 13 - it was heartfelt to see the man grown into his own person and not the man his father wanted him to be.

Ren takes a seat at her desk. "I assume the two of you talked?"

You and Jungkook nodded.

"I'm glad to see this." Ren admits. "Though I am not certain of Jungkook's past actions..." Ren glances at the man. "...I can say he is changing for the better. Not only for himself, but for you and your son."

You believed Ren.

"Before we wrap today's session up. I feel as though the two of you should experience normal couple activities."

"What do you mean?" Jungkook tilts his head.

"Y/N and you never had the chance to become a couple. It was thrusted into her, correct?"

Jungkook nods nerevously, glancing at you.

"And now you two are parents and live, breathe, sleep Jin-Seon. That's how it's supposed to be." Ren assures, not wanting to offend both young parents. "However, maybe just a night with just you and Y/N alone. You two can truly talk to one another."

"Like a date?" you inquire. "I don't think we've ever been on one."

Jungkook goes to protest, but stops himself. He tries to rack his brain for all the activities you and him had done - and yet he couldn't find any. You accompanied him to many dinner parties with the rest of his Hyungs prior to Jin-Seon - and even after. You and him ate out occassionally, yet Jin-Seon was always by your side and though neither of you ever minded, it wasn't a date.

Jungkook licks his lips - now he felt shitty.

"Like a date." Ren nods, she holds back laughter. A date was foreign to the two of you - and you were already married with a child. "You're young and still overly attractive. Live life - I promise Jin-Seon isn't going to be harmed if you left for one night."

Jungkook turns to look at you, catching your eyes.

"It won't be easy. By what you tell me, he's attached to you by the hip." Ren leans back into her chair. "But he's a baby and no matter how young, children can feel whatever their parents feel. If he senses that you two aren't loving one another, as he grows, he'll begin to blame himself."

Jungkook grips your hand at this. He never wants Jin-Seon to feel what he's felt as a child - wondering if his father ever loved his mother. He could never look at his father the same way - even at a young age - after he's physically, mentally and verbally assaulted his mother.

"Okay." you nod, gently squeezing Jungkooks hand.

"Okay." Jungkook repeats your word, offering the same nod. He glances your way, ears flushing red. "Y/N will you go on a date with me?"

"You're embarrassing." You snort and this causes Ren to laugh, yet you couldn't stop your heart from beating out your chest.

"Who is she?" asks Taehyung as his gloved hands open your laptop screen. It lights up and music plays from it - you must've been in a rush this morning.

"Just some girl." Jungkook responds. He glances around your apartment - it was small, but you were one person. You were one to appreciate pictures - there were many littering your walls. The home appeared cozy - you had little knick knacks here and there as decoration and a few candles, some used.

Taehyung snickers. "You wouldn't be asking me to hack into her devices if she was just some girl." the man says, clicking on the keys of your laptop.

Jungkook rolls his eyes. He doesn't have to explain anything to Taehyung - especially when his work with you wasn't done. Hyun-woo had just been arrested not long ago and he was sure you were going through it - your savings money to bail his out of jail down the drain.

"Is this girl the one you've been following?" Taehyung questions. "I'm almost done transfering."

"You're asking a lot of questions, Hyung." Jungkook retorts. He looks at his watch - you'll be home in another hour. It was Thursday and on Thursdays you don't stay late at work - you usually came home and relaxed before your double shift the following day.

"Of course I am." Taehyung snickers. "My dongsaeng never shows interest in women if it isn't a quick fuck." Taehyung closes your laptop. He stands straighter to eye Jungkook. "I know she isn't a quick fuck."

Taehyung watches Jungkook's reaction. "You're right." Jungkook nods. "I never fucked her."

"Oh?" Taehyung's amused now. "She must be special." Taehyung glances around the apartment. It was hard trying to find who this girl was - the pictures littering the walls had different faces in each. "What does she look like?"

"Does it matter?" Jungkook steps in Taehyung's line of vision. "We need to go. She'll be home soon."

Taehyung snorts. "You know when she comes home? You must really like her."

Taehyung was only teasing. It was refreshing to see Jungkook interested in a woman - he was the youngest and went through a phase with Jungkook fucking anything that was willing. He didn't need to find one woman to settle down with - Jimin had two. Still, he was young and only 24 years old. No 24 year old neccessarily needs to settle down and get married, yet their line of business never guaranteed you'd live another day.

Jungkook makes his way towards his own car and gets inside. He looks through his phone - the new one Taehyung has programmed. He was able to see just what was on your phone - pictures, emails, messages and all. He first goes through your search history in hopes to find what exactly you enjoyed. He didn't find much - only a few bills that were past due. Your electric was due to be disconnected soon if you didn't pay it - you got paid on Tuesdays, meaning you'd be without electric for days before you can pay it.

Jungkook uses his credit card to pay for the past due bills and exits the internet. He goes through your pictures - you're cute. You take a lot of selfies that you never post anywhere, your social media being dry as can be. You have a few memes saved, some full body pictures that he stares at for too long and some pictures of your family members - mainly children.

Jungkook scowers your phone and reaches your messages. You didn't have a lot of friends - if he can call them that. He would call them acquaintances. You don't hang out with anyone special - nor were you dating anyone. Jungkook would've known, but you being as introverted as you were was good. He'd even say great. It made everything he was planning easier. An introverted person didn't have people looking for them.

Jungkook leans back into his seat and goes through your pictures again opening and closing different folders and albums - at this point he was just being intrusive. He comes across a hidden folder and it's as if he hit the jackpot.

You were introverted, yes, but that didn't mean you were overly shy. These pictures he found must've been ones you kept to yourself - you in just your underwear posing for the camera, some of your body naked, others in lingerie. It makes Jungkook's throat dry and he understands that this was the ultimate invasion of privacy. However, he doesn't stop himself from scrolling and zooming in on pictures.

Your skin is soft - it has to be. The curves in your body were like a work of art and Jungkook regrets unbuttoning his jeans and stroking himself to your pictures. He's glad his windows were tinted and no one could see just how perverted he was being.

Jungkook's panting - hands gripping his cock as his eyes trail the way your breast appears in the selfie you took. It wasn't much - yet he could see the thin line of yor underwear peaking through the bottom of it, and it was enough for him to imagine the way your ass was - how soft it cold be, how gripable it was and the sound it'd make if he was fucking into you...

The disgust came instantly after Jungkook cums into his hands. He wasn't some teenager seeing a naked woman for the first time, yet he acted out of pure lust. He turns off the phone and throws it into the passenger seat and rummages through the glove department to find a napkin to wipe his hands. Just as he's done, his phone begins to ring from his suit pocket.

"Speak." Jungkook sighs into his phone as he answers it.

"Jeon-ssi." the deep voice of Seung-hyun says over the phone. "It's done."

"Is it?" Jungkook starts his car. "Did you touch her?"

"No." Seung-hyun insists. "She was frightened, however."

Of course you were frightened having men in dark suits come to your work place and look for your brother. It was bound to happen, though. You were lucky that Hyun-woo had got his product from Bangtan - they were less vicious than most. Jungkook had no intentions of harming you or your family members. He'd admit that Sehun was once a person of interest being Hyun-woo's younger brother - but witnessing the man play in his yard with both of his sons has Jungkook going against his decision.

"Alright." Jungkook pulls out and begins to drive. "Tonight I want you and Daesung to go to her home. I've sent you the address already. Bring Ji-Yong with you." Jungkook clenches the steering wheel. "Scare her. Break anything that doesn't appear personal. Don't harm any of her pictures or devices - and don't put your hands on her either."

"Yes, Jeon-ssi." Seung-hyun responds. "Is there anything else you need for us to do?"

"Yes. Inform her of Hyun-woo's debt and tell her she has a week to come up with the debt amount."

Hoseok hands Jin-Seon his phone and the boy takes it without a second thought. Jimin frowns when he drops the teddy bear he has given him not even five minutes prior. He sends a glare at Hoseok who now has Jin-Seon sitting in his lap and the boy happily opens and closes apps.

Jungkook had called all 6 of his Hyungs for help - claiming it was an emergency. The emergency being that one of them needed to babysit Jin-Seon for a few hours while he and you went on a date.

Jin was the first to come and soon gave up. He tried to take Jin-Seon - who was seated in Jungkook's lap - but the boy did nothing but scream and squirm in his arms. Namjoon came soon after and eased his way closer to Jin-Seon, but he does nothing but clench Jungkook's shirt.

Yoongi manages to hold Jin-Seon, lightly bouncing him on his leg until you walked in to check on him - which Jin-Seon now realized he'd rather be with both parents and not the uncles he pretends to not know.

Taehyung is successful in distracting Jin-Seon - he brings his son who's only about three. Jin-Seon follows around the older boy but as soon as Jungkook and you attempt to make a run for it, Jin-Seon is running after the two of you and whimpers.

"Do you wanna come with me?" Hoseok coos, wrapping Jin-Seon into a hug.

"Cheater." Jimin huffs, crossing his arms.

Jin-Seon's eyes lift and he trails them around. The boy begins to cry and squirm out of Hoseok's arms when he doesn't see the familiar faces of his parents - who are halfway out the door when he screams. He throws Hoseok's phone roughly onto the marble floor - receiving a laugh from Jimin - and attempts to run around to look for the two of you.

"Maybe you two should just go and we'll all just stay with him." Yoongi suggests. He's never met a child so attached to their parents and it was visible that Jin-Seon would never allow you and Jungkook to leave his side.

Jungkook pokes his head into the sitting room and feels terrible at his distressed son. Jin-Seon comes running as fast as his legs could and clenches Jungkook's pants. He turns back to look at his uncles and cries louder.

"You'd think we're strangers the way he's crying." Jin shakes his head. He was his father's son - Jungkook was just as dramatic when he was young.

"He's terrified." Taehyung brings his own son into his lap as he sits down. "Remember when Kookie was terrified of balloons when he was that age?"

Jungkook picks up Jin-Seon and sends a glare towards Taehyung.

"And Joon and Hobi would always shove them in his face? How could I forget?" Jin laughs aloud.

"Funny." Jungkook says dryly. "You all are useless."

"We can put him to bed a little early." you suggest. You come behind Jungkook and smile at Jin-Seon. He has his head resting on Jungkook's shoulder and refuses to look at the men in his home.

Jimin leans back. "As beautiful as always, Y/N." he smiles to you and you return it nervously.

"No wonder Jin-Seon doesn't like you. You flirt with his mother." Taehyung furrows a brow.

"As if he doesn't have two wives already." Namjoon jokes.

Jungkook's jaw clenches but he chooses to ignore his Hyungs. He turns to go down the hall to the bedroom.

"Yoongi-ah," Jin claps his hands. "let's cook."

"For what?" Yoongi groans. He leans back lazily.

"That spoiled child is never going to let his parents leave the home without him." Namjoon snorts. "It's like a radar goes off in his head when they're a foot out the door."

"Are you suggesting we bring the date to them?" Jimin tilts his head. "How kind of us."

"Run a criminal empire during the day and organize dates at night." Taehyung sighs and stands. "You wanna help us cook?" he leans down to his son.

"You're not cooking." Jin scoffs. "Go set up the table."

Jin-Seon still doesn't prefer to sleep in his own bed - doesn't matter if the walls are decorated with many different super heroes he enjoys watching (even if he doesn't know what's going on), he has a large twin size bed to himself with the softest sheets and stuff animals, a large tv hanging from the wall with a mood lamp that changes colors and even sings soft lullybies. Not including the toys you and Jungkook bought for him plus gifts - it was truly like a play palace that you'd without a doubt sleep in - Jin-Seon couldn't be bothered with it.

Jungkook opens the door and allows you to walk through first. You remove your heels and make your way towards the bed. The dress you wore rises up as you lay down and Jungkook peaks - just a little - at the exposed flesh of your inner thigh. But, neither of you were here for that. Jin-Seon places himself in the middle once Jungkook lies down.

You quietly laugh at your son. He knew just what to do to get his way and each time Jungkook and you fallen victim to such behavior.

Jin-Seon snuggles closer to you, back against your chest. His hand reaches out for Jungkook, who comes closer to him. Jin-Seon's tiny hand places themselves on Jungkook's chest and he closes his eyes.

"I don't think we're going to make those reservations." Jungkook murmur after a while. Jin-Seon's grip on his dress shirt loosens.

"I know." you snuggle into Jin-Seon's hair and inhale. "It's hard being away from him."

"It is." Jungkook agrees.

Jin-Seon could never annoy him with his attachment to Jungkook. He was just as attached to his son (and you) as his son was to him. It's an act he wishes he could have experienced with his own father - yet he doesn't dwell on the lack of relationship with the man. He was abusive to not only his mother, but his children. He could never harm you - in general - but especially not in the view of his son.

"It feels nice." Jungkook murmurs. His finger gently rubs Jin-Seon's cheeks. "Knowing that he loves us so much. I hope it never fades."

"As long as we love him just as much," your hand rubs Jin-Seon's hair softly. "it never will. Before we know it he'll be a moody teenager."

Jungkook groans. "I dread that happening. I was terrible." he shakes his head at the memory. "I can't wait when he starts school and joins clubs. I never got the chance to."

"Why not?" you murmur a response, still rubbing Jin-Seon's hair.

Jungkook removes his finger from Jin-Seon's cheek. "My father." was his only response and you understand it completely. "If it didn't concern the business he wasn't interested in it."

You listen to Jungkook speak - getting more insight to his childhood has you comprehending the man he became because of it.

"My mother always came to whatever I was interested in at the time." Jungkook continues. "Yet, a boy always wants his father there, too. I dropped out of many things because he said it was a nuisance. I realized to get my father to notice me was become involved with Bangtan much earlier than intended."

You swallow the truth. Your mind knows that Jin-Seon is expected to do the same - to become the same as Jungkook and the rest of them. You would eventually have no say in it - no matter how much it makes your heart ache.

"He told me he was proud of me for the first time when I shot a man right in the head. He was tied up and gagged and one of my fathers rivals." Jungkook's words are emotionless but your eyes widen at them, a gasp releasing from your lips. "I threw up afterwards. I was only 10." Jungkook snickers - not because it's funny, but the fact that his father showed actual interest in his was when he held a gun in his hands.

You're stunned - too much to respond. It makes you hold Jin-Seon closer to you.

"My father never dealt drugs on the street, he had men for that. All of the elites in Bangtan did - yet he insisted I learn how to count products in case one of my men shorted me. I got off of cocaine for the first time at the age of 13 - by accident. I thought I was going to die." Jungkook lets out a humorous laugh.

"I - that's not funny!" you hiss lowly to him. You're unsure how to process all of this new information.

"Laughing is a coping mechanism." Jungkook leans closer and presses a kiss onto Jin-Seon's forehead. "I've watched my father abuse my mother for years before I've done something about it."

You process his words, eyes narrowing at him. You're afraid to ask what he means, but deep down Jungkook recognizes the glint in your eyes. You know what he's saying - just afraid to ask further detail.

"I was done sitting around allowing my father to hurt my mother."

"You don't have to tell me." you quickly quip. You're holding onto Jin-Seon close to you - so close that you're surprised he hasn't stirred awake.

"I don't want there to be any secrets with us." Jungkook comes closer to you. He's reaching to see how far you're willing to let him touch you. He wraps his arm around you, Jin-Seon snuggling into his chest. "I told you my father has died but I didn't tell you that I killed him."

You're face to face with Jungkook, Jin-Seon sleeping soundly between the two of you.

"I shot him with the gun he gifted me on my 15th birthday." Jungkook's hand lift to touch your cheek - you don't flinch like he initially expected. "I'd want Jin-Seon to do the same."

You knit your brows.

"Don't look like that." Jungkook chuckles. "I'm not saying I want to die by his hands." Jungkook's thumb rubs your cheek. He's glad to have you and Jin-Seon so close to him - it makes his heart feel warm. "What I am saying, if I ever become my father and abuse my wife and son," Jungkook doesn't blink, dark eyes staring into you. "I want our son to protect you. Even if it's from me."

Jungkook has eyes on you at all times - mostly his own. It's unfortunate that you have to sell your belongings to get your own brother out of debt - but of course you do it.

Jungkook admires you. He knows you've cried for hours - he sees so on the camera he's hacked onto your laptop and phone. Yet, you refuse to dwell on your unlucky life now. You got to work quickly - selling your belongings in hopes of getting any amount of money for them. You stressed yourself out with work - staying long past your time to clock out.

You'd never make up for the price. Jungkook has assured that you'd never would - which is why he set such a high amount. Hyun-woo owed him money, however not the price he set.

Was it sadistic? To watch idly as you sold your belongings and overworked yourself? Maybe - yet this was part of his plan to have you. Eventually you'd have to give up and give into him.

First, he had to tempt you into joining the Underground Black Market by sending suggestive ads to your devices. All you had to do now was take the hint - and you did.

The Underground Black Market wasn't for outsiders or the public. It was an organization strictly for mafia families - Bangtan being heavily invested into it. Those around the world participated in said Black Market - Jungkook himself travelled from Thailand all the way to Mexico for said Black Markets.

Jungkook himself is unsure what you have to sell - but whatever it was, he was bringing an insane amount of cash to buy it. Even if yo got your ass on the stage and sold a gallon of milk - as comical as it could be - he'd buy it. It was all apart of his plan, after all.

"Knock, knock,"

Jungkook glances upwards and catches eyes with Jimin who walks right into his office. Jungkook leans forward, elbows on his desk. "Yes?"

"Is that how you greet people?" Jimin rolls his eyes.

"I'm busy." Jungkook glances away from Jimin and back down to his phone.

"Stalking that little girl?" Jimin scoffs. He sits down across from Jungkook and crosses his legs. "Is she cute?"

Jungkook takes a deep breath.

"She must be if you're doing all of this mess." Jimin giggles. "Have you fucked her?"

"Shut up." Jungkook groans, throwing the phone onto the table. "That's private."

Jimin is taken aback, but soon he's sporting a wide smile. "Oh." he hums.

"Oh?" Jungkook snaps his head to Jimin to furrow a brow. "What the hell do you mean 'Oh'?"

"You never touched her." Jimin's tone comes out teasingly. "You would've told me if you did."

"I'm not having this conversation." Jungkook's ears are turning red. "I have somewhere to be in an hour."

"This late?" Jimin questions. "Black Market this year doesn't seem promising."

How wrong Jimin was. It was very promising.

Jimin had insisted on accompanying Jungkook to the Black Market event. They sat front and center and Jimin fought back dozing off one too many times. He had nothing to buy and by the looks of it, neither did Jungkook.

The last category is what always catches any man's attention - the sex. Women always found their way to these in hopes of getting into the beds of powerful men. Jimin always made his attention conscious at this time - in case there were any women needed for the Brothel; for a price, of course.

Jungkook eyes catches you and his heart's pumping outside his chest. He feels himself stiffened and his mouth loses any moisture. You were beautiful - a true sight to behold. You appeared frightened to walk on stage in nothing but lingerie - cheap, he can tell, but enough to make him want you right then and there. You're nervous and by your facial features he notes you're uncomfortable to be in front of so many men.

You were selling sex; this is how desperate you've come to be to pay of Hyun-woo's debt.

You were right where Jungkook wanted (and needed) you to be.

Jimin snorts. "64 million won for some pussy?" he shakes his head. He was looking (respectfully) into looking if you were willing to be apart of the Brothel - you had the perfect fit, just needed a little bit more confidence.

""I'm not just selling sex." you speak into the microphone, the sea of people watching you making your stomach feel uneasy. "I'm selling my virginity."

Jimin widened his eyes - now that was different. A virgin in a sea of powerful men with a superiority complex - more hands went up at the new fact. "She's cute." Jimin whispers to Jungkook. "Should I-"

"No." Jungkook hisses.

Jimin pouts his lips, but decides to sit this one out.

One man offered 64 million straight out, his old shaky voice cracking. You were visibly disgusted, but kept your smile on your lips - Jungkook snorts. Another man shouted 65, the next 70.

Clearing his throat, Jungkook loudly declares, "400 million won."

Jimin snaps his head to Jungkook with wide eyes, then back at you. A light bulb flashes above his head and he's giggling to himself.

"Cash." Jungkook steps forward, eyes locking with you.

"Is this the girl you're-"

"Not now." Jungkook doesn't break eye contact with you.

"Sold!" the host says, head shaking in disbelief at the amount of money you were about to obtain for your virginity. You watch Jungkook make his way to the stage, all the while he's also watching you. You're captivated by him, completely stunned - he can tell. Maybe it was because of how young he was unlike the other men who want nothing but to take advantage of your innoncence.

Jungkook grasps your jacket and places it upon your shoulder. He pushes you gentle towards the left side of the stage and down the small stairs. The two of you needed to talk about the new found contract you're in.

You two had a lot to talk about. You marveled at the amount of cash he takes out of the black bag - the exact amount you needed to get Hyun-woo out of debt. He was serious about paying you for your time - at least that's what he wants you to believe. 64 million won was nothing but pocket change to him and handing it over to you wasn't anything he'd think twice about.

Your fidgeting doesn't go unnoticed - you were intimidated. You were confused, and rightfully so. He was not a man that needed to buy pussy - he had pussy all around him. hat intrigued him more about you was not that you were selling sex - but selling your virginity for your brother's debt. It makes something in him want you more now - how selfless you were to help the ones you love.

"Before we...make out a contract. Why are you doing this?" Jungkook asks you. He has taken you to his car, a black mercedes with dark tinted windows. You two sit in the back while one of his men drives the two of you - Jimin long gone.

"I need the money." you admit. He knows.

"64 million won is a lot of money to need." Jungkook chuckles a response. "College? Mortage?" He watches your eyes glance around shyly.

"My brother's in debt." you say. Jungkook feigns ignorance.

Jungkook listens to you go into detail about everything that transpires. You were utterly exhausted - overworking yourself to pay your bills and deal with Hyun-woo's debt. You are nearing tears when you tell him of his men destroying your house and only allowing you a week to conjure the debt money - Jungkook feels a sting in his heart at your words and admission of how scared you were. You thought they'd come to kill you, and now Jungkook feels terrible about putting you in that position.

"I've sold nearly everything I could to pay off his debts." Jungkook hears the words come from your lips. "All I have left is my dignity and my virginity." you snicker.

"Do you hate him?" Jungkook questions. "For...doing this to you?"

Jungkook waits as you think a response, but it comes quicker than he expects.

"No." you shake your head. "I can never hate Hyun-woo. He's my brother."

"He got you into this mess." Jungkook states. "You just admitted to being scared for your life."

You nod at him, and Jungkook feels his heart tighten when you give him a smile - a sad one - but a smile nonetheless. "I'd never give up on the ones I love."

The rest of the car ride remained in silence. Jungkook thinks of your words - how vulnerable you were left taking care of Hyun-woo. However, he understands you're the perfect woman for him, now more than ever. You're determination to get Hyun-woo out of debt with what little you have and Jungkook's positive that the woman he needs is a woman like you.

"Here," Jungkook hands you a bag with the exact amount. "64 million won."

Your eyes widen.

"I'll come back to give you the rest." Jungkook ensures.

"I-I...you don't need me to do anything for you now?" you ask. You're so pure and it's killing him. Just the thought of you doing anything for him in the car is enough to make his pants feel clasphobic. "I only need 64 million won - no more. You can come in and-"

Jungkook takes a deep breath. "I'll be back." Jungkook nods. "Pay your brothers debts."

You get out of the car and turn to him. You bow. "Thank you." you murmur. You lift yourself up to look at him, a soft grin on your lips. "I promise to be the best I can be for you."

Jungkook doesn't dount that, he licks his lips and watches as you stroll into your home.

You jolt awake at the sound of knocking on the door, as does Jungkook. He checks on Jin-Seon before gently disconnecting himself from his son and you. You watch groggily as Jungkook makes his way to the bedroom. He opens it and frowns at the wide smiles of Jimin and Taehyung.

"Kookie!" Taehyung quietly cheers. "Han-jae's asleep in Jin-Seon's room."

"That's fine." Jungkook yawns. "At least someone is."

"But," Jimin claps his hands together - again, quietly to not wake Jin-Seon. "we need you and Y/N to come with us. It's important."

Jungkook turns to see you already looking towards them. Jungkook sighs. "She's resting with Jin-Seon. Is it actually important or are you-"

"Can you stop bitching and come with us?" Taehyung snaps. "Shit."

"Fuck off." Jungkook closes the door and Taehyung has the urge to kick it down, but for his nephew's sake he doesn't.

Jungkook makes his way towards your side. He looks down at you just as you untangle yourself from Jin-Seon. "What do you think they need?" you ask.

"Not sure." Jungkook leans down and puts a hand on Jin-Seon's head. "We can go check it out if you're not tired. If you are I'll go alone."

You shake your head. "I'll go." you give Jin-Seon a quick peck on his forehead.

Jungkook follows you out of the room, silently closing the door. He hears commotion coming from down the hall and already wants to throw everyone out of his home. He turns the corner with you and comes face first to his Hyungs.

"Finally." Yoongi groans.

"You're all still here." Jungkook deadpans. "Why?"

"You're rude." Namjoon crosses. "After everything we did for you."

"All you did was make the table." Hoseok laughs.

"What are you talking about?" Jungkook makes his way towards the kitchen where he smells food.

"Kook-ah!" Jin comes closer. He's wearing an apron around his chest. "And Y/N-ie. Welcome to the best resturant Korea can offer you."

You can't stop yourself from smiling. The kitchen had been transformed - where they got the round table, you're unsure, however the chairs come from the large dining area. Theres a white table cloth covering the table - a vase in the middle with an array of flowers. "Did you take these from the garden?" you ask no one in particular.

"Uh..." Hoseok stammers.

"I hope you don't mind. It's too late to get flowers elsewhere." Namjoon scratches the back of his head nervously.

You turn to Jungkook.

"Simps." Jungkook murmurs, but he's flattered none the else. "What'd you cook?"

Jin hurridly grasps the finest china Jungkook owned - which weren't fine in the slighest - and begins serving you two.

"Sit down." Taehyung pushes you and Jungkook towards the table. "There's already appetizers on the table."

"Bread." you giggle, nodding your head. "Amazing appetizers."

Hoseok places two wine and collins glass down. Namjoon has a pitcher of water and pours it into the collins glass while Jimin pours red wine into the wine. Jungkook crosses his arms but he can't hide the satisfied smirk on his lips. "Thanks, maid." he nods to Jimin who gasps.

"I'll let that one slide." Jimin places the wine on the table.

Jin comes with two plates down onto the table before you. Jungkook leans back to release a laugh.

"Samgyeopsal." Jungkook claps his hands. "You all did this just for me? I'm flattered." Jungkook jokes. "And Y/N says us men in our profession can't be simps."

"I stand corrected." you take a sip of your wine. "Thank you for...all of this."

"You two are going to make me cry." Jin pats his heart. "Have fun, tonight. We'll be going."

"You aren't staying?" Jungkook furrows a brow.

"And intrude on your date? No." Hoseok shakes his head.

"Jin-Seon's asleep. Get drunk and have fun." Jimin winks his eyes aggressively. "Extra fun."

"The type of fun that makes babies." Taehyung pipes in.

"Maybe Jin-Seon wouldn't be such a cockblock if he had someone to play with." Yoongi jokes, and laughs erupt throghout the kitchen.

Jungkook's flushing, as are you. But you aren't upset with their jokes - it was thoughtful of them to do this for you and Jungkook.

"I'll go get Han-jae." Taehyung begins, but you shake your head.

"No, leave him." you insist. "You can get him tomorrow afternoon. He's already asleep."

Jungkook nods. "Jin-Seon and him would be happy to play together."

Taehyung claps his hands. "It's settled then. No taking it back."

Soon it's just you and Jungkook. It's quiet as you both eat, only making small talk. Jungkook's flattered that he had the chance to be with you - not the date he expected, but the date he'd remember the most.

"You look beautiful." Jungkook takes a sip of his water.

You snort. "Don't lie to me. I have bed hair and it probably marks all over my face from sleeping."

"I'd never lie to you about how I feel." Jungkook's eyes burn holes into you. "You're beautiful."

You look away. "Thank you."

Jungkook takes a bite of the pork belly. "Thank you for being my wife."

"You're becoming the so called simp you called Namjoon and Hoseok." you tease.

"I'll always be a simp for you." Jungkook lifts the wine glass in salute. "My beautiful wife."

"Are you already tipsy?"

"Maybe." Jungkook shrugs. "Thank you for giving me Jin-Seon." Jungkook gulps down the rest of his wine.

"Drink some water. A glass of wine shouldn't be getting you this hype."

"I don't have to be drunk to shower you with compliments." Jungkook rolls his eyes. "Here," Jungkook grabs the wine to pour some more for the both of you. "A toast to..." Jungkook hums.

"To us." you quip, raising your class to click against his.

Jungkook's lips curl upwards until he's beaming, bunny teeth on display. "To us." he repeats.

Jungkook takes a gulp of his wine, realizing that this date with you would be the date he'd remember until the end of time. It wasn't about how extravagant it was or how much money he spent to fund the date - it was about you and him; together. You smiled at him - a smile that appears genuine, like you wanted to be there. The two of you laughed and joked as if nothing had ever come between you.

"Thank you." Jungkook says again - he had 4 glasses of wine already and he's feeling it.

You're on your third - only taking a sip of it - the food had long finished and now all Jungkook and you had done was drink and laugh - him occasionally sending flirty comments your way. But he couldn't help himself - especially not the way you're dressed. You appeared completely edible now - and he would do anything to taste you again.

"What are you thanking me for now?" you question amused.

"For being my wife." Jungkook shrugs. "For giving birth to our son."

"You already said that."

"Right." Jungkook chuckles. "For...forgiving me. Little by little. Thank you."

"I can't keep spinning you Hye-Jinnie." Jungkook laughs, giving the small girl another spin before placing her on the ground. "But I promise I'll be back."

Hye-Jin frowns, nearly falling from being dizzy. "Do you promise?" she asks, curly strands falling into her eyes.

Namjoon shakes his head, stepping behind his daughter. "If he breaks his promise he has to buy you ice cream."

"The one with cotton candy and sprinkles." Hye-Jin smirks mischeviously at Jungkook who could only laugh.

Hye-Jin makes her way out of Namjoon's office. His daughter was never usually allowed inside, only visiting when she realized Jungkook was over - someone who is considered a "big kid" to play with and also a jungle gym to climb on.

"You're the only parent I know who condones ice cream and candy everyday." Jungkook snorts.

"When you have children you'll understand how difficult it is to say no to them." Namjoon leans against his desk, arms crossed. "Let's talk about why you're really here, Kookie."

Jungkook nods his head. "I need help. More like back-up."

Namjoon waits for Jungkook to continue.

"I can't tell you anything now - I'd rather wait until the rest of us are together." Jungkook glances at Namjoon, waiting for a reaction. Namjoon was one of his Hyungs that wasn't afraid to tell him about himself (he appreciated it at times, sometimes not so much) and he'd rather not hear it.

Namjoon hums. "Does this have something to do with that girl you've been stalking?"

Jungkook snaps his head to Namjoon. "I wouldn't call it stalking." he retorts. "I was-"

"Taehyung says you had him hack her devices." Namjoon interrupts. "Do you know this girl personally or is she just your latest lay?"

"Tell Taehyung he can fuck off." Jungkook hisses. "If you aren't going to help me, Hyung, I'll go to Jin-hyung. Matter of fact - Noona will be better." Jungkook could never forget the way his Hyung's wife freely took down multiple mafia families and had Bangtan become higher than they once were.

Namjoon rolls his eyes. Jungkook was always overly sensitive and overly dramatic. Jin allowed Jungkook to do whatever he wanted without any type of consequences - regardless of how Jungkook acted. When it came to Namjoon's own wife - who is fully capable of doing whatever Jungkook requested without a blink of an eye - but she was a changed woman and he'd rather not have her go back to those days.

"I'll help you in whatever you need." Namjoon states. "Are we taking your car?"

"It's not like you have your own." Jungkook smirks, releasing a loud laugh when Namjoon's face remains stoic.

The ride to wherever Jungkook was taking him was silent. Namjoon notes that whatever Jungkook was thinking, it weighs heavily on his mind. He doesn't understand much of the woman Jungkook was infatuated with, only being told that she was being watched by him almost daily.

It's a weird sight that Namjoon needed to get accustomed to. Jungkook was the last of them to be wed - only using woman for sex and nothing else. He managed to ignore any meeting Bangtan had to offer with him being married and producing a heir - and yes, he was young and had some time, yet tomorrow is never promised in their career choice.

The car stops right in front of an apartment. Namjoon opens the door, a gun on his hip. Jungkook slams the door behind him and strolls towards the first apartment. Namjoon follows behind him and nearly slams into Jungkook when he suddenly stops. "Trust me on this, Hyung." Jungkook murmurs before he turns and slams the door open.

Namjoon draws his gun just as Jungkook does. His eyes land on three men inside the small apartment and one woman - eyes wide with confusion and fear. He recognizes these men - Daesung, Ji-Yong and Seung-hyun, all men who worked for Bangtan and directly under Jungkook.

"What the hell?" Daesung to the intruders, arms raised. His eyes widen in realization. "Jeon-ssi? What are you doing-"

Jungkook pulls the trigger and hits Daesung right on the shoulder. Daesung screams as he hits the floor - another shot rings and Jungkook shoots Daesung through his head. Namjoon is next to shoot Ji-Yong, who's arm raised ready to shoot. Taking Seung-hyun down wasn't an issue. Namjoon eyes the way Jungkook begins to saunter to you, stepping over the dead and bleeding bodies.

Namjoon releases a sigh, taking out his phone. He sends a text to Hoseok with his current location - cleaning up this mess was going to require a specific team of people. Jungkook had some explaining to do - Namjoon didn't like being left in the dark. Jungkook was his brother, and he'd choose him before any of the low class men, however, killing off their men doesn't do anything for them but cause chaos and skepitism.

Namjoon doesn't do anything but watch as you cry on the floor, Jungkook tangling his fingers in your hair and yanking you up. He doesn't like to see your tears and eyes - displaying nothing but pure terror. He wonders how much you know of Jungkook - if you do at all.

"P-Please..." you begged, trying to break away from Jungkook's hands.

Namjoon puts his gun back onto his hip just as Jungkook untangles his hands from your hair and take a step back. "Stop crying." he murmurs. "I'm not going to kill you."

Namjoon holds back a scoff. You're sniffling, and he doesn't blame you. Jungkook and him had come into your home and killed three men - that were extorting you, sure, but Namjoon knows well enough that Jungkook's plan was deeper than what he was telling him.

"That's it." Jungkook nods, a smile on his lips. He reaches out to wipe a tear from your left eye. His hand then caresses your cheek. "I can't believe these cowards left you in such a compromising position."

Namjoon raises his brows. His eyes glance down to the bodies, blood seeping through the hardwood floor and the carpet rug you had near your couch. Jungkook's plan - at least a section of it - was to appear like a hero in your eyes.

You gulp, shaking stiffly.

"Come." Jungkook says.

"W-Where are you taking me?" you cry out when you feel Jungkook grab your shoulders and bring you closer to him. Namjoon sighs - Jungkook could never take no for an answer, or read the room that you were visibly upset. Yet, he couldn't blame the boy, at his age he was possibly the same way in the eyes of his Hyungs. "I-I don't need the money anymore, take it-"

"Hyung, please wait in the car for us." Jungkook tells him.

Namjoon does, not say another word. He closes the door behind him and makes his way back to the car. He sits in the passenger seat and releases a sigh.

"You...fear me." Jungkook says to you. "After I got you out of debt and handled the men who disrespected you?" Jungkook isn't offended, of course. He understands that you have the right to fear him - he barged into your home and murdered three of his men (unbeknownst to you) right in front of your face.

You want to scream and cry, everything at once. You were beyond frightened and you swore if you could piss right now, you would.

You remain still when Jungkook brings himself closer to you. "Let's go home, Y/N." he tells you sternly, the look in his eyes telling you that he wasn't going to say it again. He's glad when you don't fight him, allowing his to wrap his arms around your shoulders and bring you out to the car. He opens the back door, making sure to add the child lock in case you had the idea to jump out.

Jungkook enters the car and begins to drive, his eyes glancing at the rearview mirror to look at you, Your cheks were tear stained and you were shuddering, but Jungkook vows that he'll give you a good life starting now. You wouldn't have to work a day of your life anymore, nor would you have to deal with Hyun-woo's addiction and theft wrapping itself into your life.

Jungkook squeezes the steering wheel. He'll give you the life you and him deserve - together.

Jungkook presses his lips upon yours, hands roaming up up your thighs. He doesn't care that the kitchen's now a mess, the left over food with plates and glasses on the floor. What he does care about is you - touching you, kissing you.

Your breath hitched when your lips are released from his. Jungkook kisses your neck needily, inhaling your sweet scent. It's been too long - so long since he's last touched you. Not since that day nearing two years with the bedding ceremony.

Jungkook couldn't help but nibble against your skin, soon sucking along it. He missed being intimate with you but he only has himselt to blame why it took this long.

"I need to taste you." Jungkook huffs, hands squeezing your thighs. "I need to taste you, Y/N. Let me make you cum again...it's been so long."

You're nodding your head. Maybe it was the wine you and Jungkook had downed that has the both of you needy and horny for one another. Deep down, both of you know this is wrong. You shouldn't be intimate with one another while tipsy.

But it felt too good to stop.

Jungkook's whimpers and dirty talks always got to you. The way he easily wants to pleasure you without anything in return was always a turn on - it's the reason you always wanted him.

"W-What if Jin-Seon wakes up?" you ask, more yourself then him.

Jungkook kisses your collarbone. "He never wakes through the night." and you know this - you're trying your best to resist him, but you can't.

Jungkook's hands push between your legs, swiping along your clothed clit. He shudders, as do you, at the moist touch. He'd longed for you for far too long. He rubs along your clit, giving wet kisses on your collarbone and breast.

"You're so beautiful, Y/N." Jungkook groans painfully. He doesn't stop rubbing your clit, managing to slide your panties to the side to rub harder. He gives quick bites along your breast. "You smell so good and I know you taste just as good."

You flutter your eyes open just as Jungkook enters two of his fingers inside his mouth and releases a moan. You bite your lip, eyes finding Jungkook's. "Let me make you cum, baby." Jungkook pleads.

"Okay." you nod, and without a second thought Jungkook's tugging your panties off.

Jungkook dives right into your pussy, tongue flat against your clit. He's sucking as though he hadn't already eaten, moaning just as loud as you were. His sole purpose now was to make you cum - not expecting anything from you in return.

Your hands grip Jungkook's hair and your eyes can't remove themselves from the familiarly filthy scene of Jungkook between your legs. His eyes glance up to look at you, eyes filled with the same lust you had in yours.

"I'm going to cum." you cough out, head leaning back and eyes fluttering close.

Jungkook lifts himself from your clit - glistening in the light. He enters two fingers inside of you, pumping them deeply. He reconnects his lips to your clit, bobbing his head side to side. Your hands squeeze his hair tightly, pushing him deeper into your clit as your high was reaching.

Jungkook couldn't stop himself from moaning into your clit. The grip you have on his hair sends goosebumps throughout his body - all you need to do now to satiate him was slap him like you've always done before.

Jungkook lifts from your clit just as you cum, his fingers covered in a mixture of your juices and you cum - he marvels at just how wet and beautiful you were.

"I need you to fuck me."

Jungkook grunts. "No." he swallows. "I should've had more self control. I don't want you to regret this."

You were positive you both were going to regret this. However, you were wet and the budlge in his pants didn't go unnoticed.

"Please." you open your eyes and plead with him.

Jungkook shakes his head, biting the inside of his cheek. "Y/N-"

You slap him across the face - hard. It echoes across the walls and nearly has Jungkook stumbling.

Jungkook's not ashamed to say it turns him on. The stinging in his cheek only makes his cock harder.

You slap him again, then again. When you were going to do it once more, Jungkook grasps your throat and places his lips upon yours. His free hand unbuckles his belt and throws his pants off.

"I don't have a condom." he stutters, tip of his cock so close to your entrance that he can feel the warmth radiating from it.

"You never did." you respond, reconnecting your lips. A condom was the last thing you were worrying about and all you truly wanted was for him to be inside of you. Your intoxicated actions would be dealt with when you were sober.

Jungkook enters you. He's gasping - you're wet, warm and tight, just like he remembered. He takes a couple seconds to process the euphoric feeling before he begins to thrust. He starts at a delayed pace, feeling every bit of what your walls offer him - the blissfill sensation. "You feel so good." Jungkook quivers.

"You're going soft on me again?" you tease, but Jungkook hears the low hushed moan and you can't tease him with anything when you're enjoying what he's doing. "Simp." you fight back the smirk threatening to stretch upon your lips.

"I'm suppose to simp over you." Jungkook places a hand on your outer thigh and scoots you closer to him. His other hand lays on your cheek. "You're my wife and the mother of my son." Jungkook thrusts deep inside of you, his pace starting up.

You bite your lip. Your lack of sex life since you've left could be evident right about now. You're clenching tightly around him and your hand holds his that lays on your cheek.

Jungkook thrusts into your harder and deeper, grunts releasing from his throat. He refuses to look away from you - it's a necessity that he remembers everything from this night - the way you taste, the way you feel. Even the way you came around him - he wanted to remember it all; he wasn't sure what the outcome would be when the both of you woke up the following morning.

"You're-"

"If you call me beautiful again I'm going to slap you." you stammer. Jungkook's thrust were now powerful and it was challenging even trying to stay up without much help - but Jungkook had a firm grip on you.

Jungkook chuckles darkly. "-beautiful." he murmurs - only because he wants you to slap him. And when you do, his grip on your cheek tightens. "I missed the way you feel around me." Jungkook admits, yet it couldn't have been a secret to you. He leans closer to your lips, hovering a few centimeters above you. "I missed making you cum for me."

You connect your lips with his in a needy kiss. Your arms wrap around his neck to bring him even closer to you, cock only going deeper. You can feel the tension building up deep within you - you were going to cum, and Jungkook's words were just going to make you cum harder than what you needed to.

Jungkook knows your body enough to know when you were going to cum. He disconnects his lips from yours and wraps a hand around your neck. "I want you to cum, baby." Jungkook murmurs. He quickens is pace, skin slapping echoing off the walls. "You always look so gorgeous when you cum for me."

"Shut up." you moan, clenching your eyes shut.

"I've waited so long for you to cum around me again, baby." You're tightening around Jungkook even more as his thrust becomes sloppy. He was close to cumming just as you were.

Jungkook pulls out and cums along your thigh - he was tipsy, yet not enough to cum inside of you. He's unsure how you'd react the following day once the both of you sobered up.

You nearly fell along the table if Jungkook didn't manage to catch you. You feel exhausted and haven't done anything but get fucked. "Tired?" Jungkook hums.

You nod your head.

"Let's get cleaned up then go to bed." Jungkook pushes you towards him to hop off of the table.

"What about this mess?" you sigh. You're unsure how one thing got to another and you two left the kitchen this chaotic.

Jungkook shrugs. "I'll deal with it tomorrow." he responds, pulling you with him.

You grab your discarded underwear and follow Jungkook towards your room to shower and sleep, far too exhausted to question anything that's just transpire.

You released everything you ate into the toilet, loud gagging noises could be heard. Jungkook had followed you after you ran from the breakfast table. His eyes widen at your figure, grabbing your hair to pull it back to ensure it doesn't get caught into the mess.

"Get off of me." you hiss, slapping his hands away from you.

"Y/N-"

"Can you leave me alone?" you spit into the toilet, groaning at the way your mouth tastes. "You've done enough."

Jungkook doesn't respond. His eyes lower to the ground when he leaves the bathroom, making sure to close the door behind him. He sits onto the bed, eyes staring at the ground still.

Even after a month and a half had gone by, his relationship with you has yet to change. The two of you had returned home and you managed to avoid him every chance you had. You didn't cuddle into him anymore and slept with your back facing him - Jungkook never touched you, afraid you'd flinch away from him. While he was at work, he constantly contemplated calling you, but he realized it'd go nowhere.

Each morning the two of you ate breakfast silently, you never making eye contact with him. After the first week, Jungkook respected that you didn't want to talk to him now - but that didn't mean it made it easier. Dinner was just as silent and the home didn't feel warm anymore.

Jungkook asked himself constantly if he went too far with the bedding ceremony. He sat through many bedding ceremonies with his Hyungs and watched half-heartidly and couldn't remember anything that went down besides quick sex. He told himself that eventually you'd come around - that you'd soon begin to forgive him. But as days turned to weeks, he craved for any form of interaction with you - even if it was you berating him. He longed for any form of physical touch - even if it was you kicking and punching him.

Jungkook knows he lost your trust - the same trust he fought hard to gain. His attempts to ensure that you were safe with him and that he'd never hurt you intentionally had since gone down the drain. You flinched away whenever he got too close and refused to even acknowledge his existance.

Jungkook snaps his head up as soon as he hears the door creek open. He stands, eyes examining to be sure you weren't hurt. He's unsure why you're vomiting - you only ate a few bites of the breakfast. Maybe it didn't settle in your stomach the way it should've.

"Are you alright?" Jungkook murmurs. He doesn't move closer to you, but nor does he step back.

You ignored his words and made your way around him. Jungkook turns as you do so. "Y/N-"

"Please." you sigh out meekly. "Leave me alone, Jungkook."

"Jungkook?" Ren's words bring him back to reality.

Jungkook finally blinks, the moisture coming back to his eyes. He hadn't realized he had been staring at you as you spoke of the past.

"Y-Yes?"

"Is it becoming crucial to hear about the past?" Ren inquires. "You haven't blinked once."

Jungkook shakes his head. "It's something we have to do." he responds. "I want to right my wrongs." he turns back to you. "As long as you want to relive them. If it's too hard then-"

"I can talk about it." You nod at him. "It won't get better unless we talk about it."

"If it makes it easier to talk, I can leave the room once again." Ren suggests, but she's already standing and grabbing a few of her belongings.

"Doesn't it defeat the purpose of coming here?" Jungkook's eyes follows Ren as she strolls towards the door.

"Not at all." Ren shakes her head. She opens the door to her office. "I give you the tough topics to talk about and the two of you discuss them. I don't need to be present for it to happen." Ren walks out the door, giving the both of you a nod before closing it.

Jungkook turns to you and offers a small grin - an awkward one. The two of you had a list of topics to talk about - and you have yet to speak about the hookup the previous day. The both of you woke to Jin-Seon jumping onto bed to get your attention indicating that he was hungry. Just as you scurried out of the room, Han-Jae was coming out of Jin-Seon's room, rubbing his eyes. There was no time to talk when Jungkook cleans up the mess in the kitchen you made and you get both boys ready for the day - bath time was always an adventure with Jin-Seon, adding Han-Jae to the mix was just chaotic.

Jungkook had breakfast made by the time you're done, yet he's unsure how to approach you. He's unsure how to read you - if you were upset and regretted it, or did you feel the same as him?

You sat Han-Jae and Jin-Seon down between the two of you, both boys diving right into the breakfast Jungkook makes for you. You don't avoid his eyes, yet there still wasn't a moment in which you spoke about the night before - and Jungkook's unsure if he's overstepping if he asks you himself.

"Where do you want to start?" You question. Ren had suggested that Jungkook and you recount how you were feeling once you returned home from Greece. It was a tough topic to speak of - especially when the outcome is you leaving while pregnant. Yet, there were little details that even you didn't wish to speak of.

"Did you know you were pregnant then?" Jungkook whispers. "When you were vomiting?"

You shake your head. "No."

You grasp the small pills hidden deep within your closet and take one - just like you had ever since Eun-Young has given it to you. Still, you cannot shake off the feeling that something is wrong with you. You don't feel like yourself - food and aroma that once sat right with you has you vomiting within seconds. You felt bloated at times even without eating anything the cramps were becoming unbearable - you told yourself your period was coming, yet it had yet to come.

"Maybe you should see a doctor." Jungkook suggests when you come from the bathroom once more, wiping your mouth. "I can go with-"

"No." you interrupt. "I...I'm meeting Eun-Young today for lunch."

Jungkook furrows a brow. "I didn't know." he speaks. "How are you getting there?"

"Jae-beom agreed to come and stay with me." you walk towards your closet to get ready.

"Why didn't you ask me to take you?" Jungkook isn't upset with you - more at himself than anyone else. He's glad you came yourself comfortable with Eun-Young and Eun-Ji, yet he can't stop himself from thinking you're constantly away from home to be away from him.

"Thought you'd be busy." you respond without turning away from him. You scower the amount of clothes in the closet and try to piece together an outfit.

"I'm never too busy for you, Y/N." Jungkook states - but you know this. Jungkook has stopped what he was doing before when you asked him to get you some type of chocolate that could only be found 45 minutes away - all without complaining. You stated that you'd "die without it" and this was when he learned you enjoyed chocolate while on your period.

You don't respond, and Jungkook doesn't continue to talk.

Once you're dressed, Jungkook follows you down towards the foyer where Jae-beom is waiting. You don't say goodbye to him - even when he sullenly waves his own goodbyes.

Jae-beom doesn't take his eyes from you and sits in the next table over. He refuses to have history repeat itself - especially since Jungkook and you weren't on good terms. He's assured that the restrooms didn't have any escape route - and is satisfied when he doesn't find any.

You and Eun-Young speak lowly to one another but only exchange a few words while the two of you eat. Eun-Young's eyes rarely leave yours and she's no fool to know just exactly what you're going through. She wished she could have warned you herself about the bedding ceremony. It wasn't something she herself attended - none of the woman in Bangtan attended that - but going through it once, she understands how difficult it could be to go through.

"Here," Eun-Young opens her purse. She glances at Jae-beom who was now shoving a piece of steak into his mouth. "I got this for you."

Eun-Young passes the rectangular box towards you - more like shoving it into your hands. You blink a few times until your eyes read the letters on the small packaging. "You think I'm pregnant?" you murmur.

"By what you've told me - yes." Eun-Young nods. "It doesn't hurt to check, right?"

You gulped. With all the symptoms you had of pregnancy, you refused to believe you could be. You never missed a day on the birth control Eun-Young has given you. You took them around the same time everyday - even while in Greece. What were the chances of Jungkook getting you pregnant during the bedding ceremony?

You visibly shudder and this makes Eun-Young grab your hand in sympathy. "It could be negative." she insists, yet she's sure it wasn't. "And if it is then we could drink to that."

You know Eun-Young's trying everything she could to cheer you up, but it wasn't working. The possibility of you being pregnant frightens you deep to your core. You ponce thought living alongside Jungkook wouldn't be too bad - but after what you endured in Greece, you saw the man in a different light. It was hard to separate yourself from him and even you could tell the regret and guilt coming over him - you couldn't bring yourself to forgive him.

"I'll take it." you take a deep gulp of the water at your table. You were parched, throat dry with just the possibility of being pregnant.

"I can come with?" Eun-Young offers and you only give a curt nod. You can feel Jae-Beom's eyes on you as you make your way to the restroom - you only hoped he wouldn;t follow.

Thankfully, the restroom was empty when you arrived. Eun-Young lingers by the mirrors as you enter the stall. You hesitantly open the box. Your mind tells you to throw it away and come out after a few minutes and say it was negative - however, you don't. You know you can't.

You never took a pregnancy test and only could hope you did something right while doing so. You placed the cap onto it and waited, eyes never leaving the stick test. It took about five minutes for the test to say the results - and when you saw the two positive lines it didn't take long for you to release the food you previously ate right into the toilet.

"Y/N?" Eun-Young knocks softly on the stall. "Are you alright?"

No, you weren't.

Jungkook listens intently as you speak and he himself feels sick. He doesn't want to speak and interrupt you, but he understands that this is hurting you to relive the moment. He places a hand on yours, thumb rubbing your hand and you lift your eyes to reach his.

"I was scared." you admit to him. Reliving the moment you found out you were pregnant - in a restaurant stall at that - was something you wanted to forget. At that time in your life you weren't in the correct space of mind. "I scheduled an appointment for an abortion."

Jungkook's thumb stops rubbing and he stiffens. He doesn't blink when he scans your face for any form of lie - and finds none. After a few moments of silence, he swallows and blinks to regain moisture back into his eyes. "What?"

You chose to remove your hand from his. No secrets, like he wanted. "A few days later I scheduled an appointment for an abortion. I..."

"You said you were sick." Jungkook continues, the memories coming back to him of that day.

It was the first time you'd ask for Jungkook to take you to an appointment that you set yourself - ensuring that he could wait in the waiting room. He was excited that day - you hasd actually spoke to him first and asked him to accompany you; to where you were thinking of aborting his child.

"You're upset." you state, and when Jungkook shakes his head you continue. "You are."

"I'm not." Jungkook mumbles, but his eyes don't meet yours. He was upset at the thought of you aborting a child you two shared - but how upset could he be for you choosing what you wanted with your body? "Jin-Seon's...here." is all he manages to say.

"I didn't go through with it." you nod your head. "I...started to cry. And the doctor kept asking me if I was sure and I wasn't sure."

Jungkook's heart tightens; not only at your words but at the way your voice begins to quiver. It makes him hate the way he treated you even more - you were hurting because of him and you couldn't come to him for comfort like you should've been able to.

"I didn't want to be pregnant and tied to you forever." your words hit Jungkook, but he doesn't show it. "But I couldn't go through with it. I'm not sure what changed because I still didn't want to bring a child into this world and force them to grow up and endure what you had."

"He's not going to." Jungkook is quick to state, head snapping to you. "I promised-"

"I know." you nod your head. The sheer flashback of you scheduling an appointment for an abortion always makes you cry. You couldn't imagine your life without Jin-Seon, he brought an immense amount of joy in your life. "I didn't know that back then."

You exhale. You'd admit that it felt good - like a boulder off of your shoulders - to speak to someone about this. Realizing you were pregnant by Jungkook, you swore that your life was over and everything he wanted from you was fulfilled.

"Thank you for telling me." There's a lump in Jungkook's throat, but he is grateful nonetheless. You didn't have to tell him and went on with your life with leaving him in the dark - even if ultimately you didn't go through with it. "I wish I..." he licks his lips. How many times could he apologize until you grow annoyed? "...I was I was the man I should've been."

Jungkook eyes finally meet yours.

"Is that why you left?" Jungkook murmurs. "You didn't want to be...tied to me?"

Carving the chip from your shoulder hurts like a bitch. You shed a few tears at the unfortunate circumstance - yet you didn't dwell on it. Tonight was the only night you were sure you'd be able to get away from Jungkook and Bangtan in a whole.

Your plan was set in motion the day you decided you couldn't go through with the abortion. You sat in the restroom for half an hour to get yourself together - you were crying ugly tears. Jungkook couldn't know of this and would immediately catch on that something was wrong.

You had a bag packed that you managed to hide deep within the closet with the essential clothes needed. You grabbed whatever you could find with value to it to eventually sell while on your escape. Jungkook didn't leave money laying around, but what you did find you managed to snatch and add to your possession.

The same night of your escape was when you took the second pregnancy test - just to ensure that what you were doing was the right decision. There was the possibility that you weren't pregnant and maybe you'd have more time to plan your escape. But, even after you took this pregnancy test and witnessed the two lines you were left with only one option - and that was to escape and never turn back.

It wasn't easy in the slightest, but you chose a day where there were limited guards in the Estate and Bangtan were holding a meeting elsewhere. You only had a limited amount of cash and used some of it to catch the train outside of Seoul - the rest being for cheap motels and food.

You didn't have your phone with you, already knowing that Jungkook could easily track it. You only hoped by the time he realized you weren't home, you'd be far from Seoul and far from Bangtan.

Your family weighed in the back of your mind. Would Jungkook ruin their lives out of spite? Were you being selfish for leaving them vulnerable to Jungkook's rampage? It's a thought you didn't enjoy thinking about. You could only hope that Jungkook wouldn't take his soon to be anger out on your family - they didn't deserve the shit end of the stick.

You never remained in the same place for too long and made sure you weren't too comfortable anywhere. Your head remained down and you didn't risk speaking to anyone. As you grew in size, being out on your own was risky - yet you couldn't fathom going back to Jungkook now.

You had no general plan. You only wished if you were gone long enough that Jungkook could get over you and maybe find a woman willing to be with him. You'd soon find a job and a place to stay and raise your child. Again, it was risky. You didn't have a set clinic you went to and only opted in Urgent Care who asked little questions and would tell you if your child was healthy or not.

You slept in motels? Outside?" Jungkook couldn't believe his ears, but it takes everything in him not to shout. It's all in the past and even though you and Jin-Seon are now safe - his mind still cannot fathom the idea of you being vulnerable out there without him.

"I survived...?"

Jungkook isn't amused in the slightest and you release a soft sigh.

"That's why I'm grateful to Soobin and Byeol. She was the one that found me unconcious and had Soobin bring me in."

Jungkook's jaw tightens, but he doesn't respond. Hearing Soobin's name brings back unwanted memories of the man. Truly, Jungkook couldn't be upset. It wasn't Soobin's fault that you grew fond of him - he was the opposite of Jungkook himself. Though it hurts to think that if you were never found that Jin-Seon would be raised with another man. However, how resentful could he be with the man? He assisted in taking care of you when he couldn't and in the end, he could only be thankful.

"Do you miss them?"

Jungkook leans back against the couch. He knows the answer to his question - you do. You spoke little of Soobin and Jungkook thinks it's because you'd rather not see him become jealous of the younger man. You speak of Byeol every now and then and Jungkook learns that you were truly content living with them.

"A little." you admit. You often thought about sending a letter to them, but decided against it. Soobin surely hated you by now and Byeol would be disappointed - you never had the chance to say goodbye to her. "I wish I had...closure."

Jungkook's eyes examines the way your face falls and now he's mentally sighing. He told himself that you'd never go back to that place - and never see Soobin, the man who took you from him. Yet, Jungkook accepts that you grown to love the two of them and if given the decision just a year ago - you'd wouldn't be here with him.

"We can take Jin-Seon..." Jungkook begins and when your eyes snap to his, he feels his heart flutter. "...and visit...?" he's unsure how to word it. Soobin despised him - by the words of Jimin and Jin - and he's never met Byeol herself. But, if it would make you happy and grow to love him, it's an act he'd had to go through.

"I thought-"

"I'm trying, Y/N." Jungkook groans. "If you and I are going to be better than," Jungkook releases a sigh. The things he did to get you to love him. "I guess we can-"

"Ok." you nod your head without a second thought. "I, um...Hyun-woo is coming over tonight for dinner."

Oh.

Jungkook nods his head slowly. He makes an attempt to smile, but it doesn't appear as one; more like a grimance.

Hyun-woo had been released a week prior from rehab. He began a program that offered him housing as long as he worked, and so far it's been successful.

"Have you seen him since his release from rehab?"

You shake your head.

"I see." Jungkook nods. He's unsure what to say. "Does he know about me?"

Another shake of your head and Jungkook manages to feel some weight release from his shoulders. That only meant that Jungkook had time to prepare for Hyun-woo's arrival.

"Are you alright?" Jungkook hears your words and if only there was a way to explain to you his distain for Hyun-woo - he would. However, there wasn't a way to do so. Would you forgive him if you knew he was the one selling your brother the drugs that made him an addict?

And was responsible for the debt?

And his men ruining your apartment - and traumatizing you in the long run?

Of course you wouldn't.

"I'm fine." Jungkook murmurs. "I think we should have a family dinner, don't you? I can invite my hyungs and you can invite your siblings."

Jungkook's intention was to purely threaten Hyun-woo. Having all 7 of them there, he wouldn't dare speak aloud.

"And of course the children. It's not every day someone special enters your life again."

Even if Jungkook wished Hyun-woo remained far from him, you and his son.

"Okay." you're beaming - so beautfiul in eyes that he returns the gesture.

"Can't wait." Jungkook mumbles.

"Jungkook." you murmur, voice dangerously low. "Why is my son in the bath tub when I bathed him an hour ago?"

The dinner hasn't even started and you were already stressed.

Jungkook insisted that he bring back his personal kitchen staff to cook for the night so you and him didn't have to run around and do much. You agreed - however, Jin-Seon and Jungkook had different plans. After you dressed him for dinner, Jungkook thought it would be alright to give his son a quick treat. Nothing too much to spoil dinner - just ice cream. However, it only took Jungkook turning his back once for Jin-Seon to ruin his outfit.

"Oh no," Jungkook quickly removes Jin-Seon's hands from inside the bowl. His dress shirt was covered in the chocolate ice cream, as were his hands and cheeks. "eomma is going to be upset." he shakes his head. "Not with you. With me." You'd been running around making sure that everything was perfect - and now he would surely have to hear you scream.

Jin-Seon lifts his ice cream covered hand to Jungkook who shakes his head again. "No, I'm not hungry." he murmurs to his son. He lifts his son in his arms and ensures that his small hands don't touch and dirty his own shirt. "We need to bathe you before eomma sees."

Now Jin-Seon happily played with the water toys Jungkook had put into the bath while he rubbed his arms and back.

"Y/N, baby." Jungkook gives you a short smile with widened eyes. "Why aren't you down-"

"What happened to his clothes?" you groan, eyes cast down to the discarded clothes by the large bathtub. "You gave him ice cream, didn't you? I told you-"

"Not to give him anything messy." Jungkook sighs in defeat. You told him this day by day - and each time Jungkook never listened. "I'm sorry. That's why I'm bathing him now."

"There isn't any time to clean these." you huff, lifting the cute matching outfit Jin-Seon would've worn to match Jungkook and you perfectly. "Now we have to change our clothes."

Jin-Seon and Jungkook watch as you kick off your heels and scurry off with a huff. Jungkook could only laugh - you were cute when you were anxious.

Jin-Seon loved taking baths and removing him from said bath was what caused a meltdown. Jungkook chasing his naked and wet son around the bathroom was something you didn't need now - not when the both of them needed to be dressed and ready.

"Jin-Seon!" Jungkook hisses, raising his voice slightly. If he didn't get him dressed he was going to have to deal with your wrath.

Jungkook stops in his tracks as Jin-Seon flinches. He soon falls to the floor and begins sobbing loudly.

"Why is he crying?" you scurry back into the bathroom. You examine Jin-Seon, concerned that maybe he fell and hit his head.

Jungkook overcomes with sadness, his heart pumping at the sight of his son. He scoops Jin-Seon into his arms and cradles him close. His small arms wrap around Jungkook's neck as he continues to cry. "I didn't mean to yell at you." he rubs his sons back.

You huff and roll your eyes. Any other time, you'd be concerned for Jin-Seon's whimpering - but now was not the time. Especially if he was crying because Jungkook raised his voice slightly at him. Jin-Seon was spoiled by his father and never had to deal with Jungkook's temper - it amazes you how this was the first time he had to.

You place Jungkook's clothes onto the bed besides Jin-Seon. "Get dressed. I'll dress him." you say as Jungkook finishes lotioning Jin-Seon's skin.

"No, what if he thinks I'm mad at him?" Jungkook frowns. "Appa didn't mean to raise his voice at you." he says to Jin-Seon.

"That's cute," you sigh. "but we need to get dressed so-"

"I'll get him dressed." Jungkook stands to face you. "You go downstairs and get ready to greet our guests. I'll make sure we're down in the next five minutes."

You take a deep breath and nod. You're unsure why you're so anxious. The only person you haven't seen in nearly 2 years was Hyun-woo - and maybe that's why you want to appear as though you had your life together. "Ok." you murmur an agreement.

Five minutes turned to fifteen, and Jungkook finally has Jin-Seon dressed when he enters the sitting room to find most of everyone already there. He's holding Jin-Seon, whose head is laid on his shoulder with both arms wrapped around his neck. As he enters, it's already chaotic with the amount of children running around - you had a total of 9 nieces and nephews and that didn't even include his Hyung's children.

"Jin-Seon-ah."

"Noona, hello." Jungkook smiles once he sees the familiar face of Namjoon's wife - behind her Momoka holding hands with Cho-he and Yui. "Momoka-ah." he nods his head.

Jin-Seon lifts his head and soon reaches his arms out for the woman before him. Jungkook shakes his head - it appears as when it came to his Hyungs, Jin-Seon could only stand to be around them for so long. Their wives were a different story - he adored each of them, Namjoon's being his ultimate favorite.

With Jin-Seon being gushed over by his Hyung's wives, Jungkook makes his way around to find you. When he does, he couldn't help but think how beautiful you looked. You barely slept when it came to organizing this occasion - making sure everything was perfect, even if it was just a dinner with family.

"Is there a reason why we're doing this, eomma?" Soobin crosses his arms. "How are we certain that it's even safe?"

"Do you know something about these people that I don't?" Byeol asks her son, furrowing a brow at him.

Yes - Jungkook and the mountain of men that he sent to their home were more than "good and generous" people like his mother believed. After a year of hearing nothing from Jungkook, there was another knock on their door - this time another man calling himself V. The man made himself at home and spoke mainly to his mother instead of him. He showed pictures of a now one year old Jin-Seon - Soobin's mind convincing himself it was just a ploy to butter his mother up - and inviting them to a dinner.

Byeol was none the wiser - but Soobin wasn't convinced. He was threatened to stay away from you and Jin-Seon, now they were inviting them to a sudden dinner? He wanted nothing to do with it - but his mother wouldn't hear any of it. She missed you and Jin-Seon, and having the chance to see the both of you (with no questions of where the hell you two been and why the sudden leave - she was an understanding woman, afterall) she was going to take it.

"We're here." Soobin murmurs sullenly, the large estate was a home he'd never thought he'd ever come across. It appeared to be something from a movie inside a gated community.

Soobin removes himself from the car - brought to them by V of course - and allows his mother to hold onto his arm. He follows close behind the men as they make their way to the front entrance - huge doors with carvings upon it, Soobin scoffs. Even Jungkook's doors and knobs were far more expensive than anything he could afford.

Byeol smiles as the doors open for them, a sea of people already inside and chatting amongst one another. Kids running around and playing in the large area, the sounds of laughter and joy coming from their youth makes her heart feel warm.

"We can always turn back and-"

"Soobin." Byeol hisses, and Soobin shuts his mouth. He wasn't impressed - sure, the estate was huge, luxurious and possibly the best he's ever been in. However, Jungkook and his friends - whoever the hell Jimin, V and Seokjin were to him - were to not be trusted. This money they flaunted had to be obtained illegally - how else could one man live like this?

"Ah, our guests."

Speak of the devil.

Jimin wears a devilious smile on his lips. He rolls his eyes sassily at Soobin who only scoffs beneath his breath. He holds out his hand for Byeol who removes herself from her son and takes it without a second thought. "Thank you for coming, ajumma." he says sweetly to her, but Soobin only huffs at the fradulance. "Cho-hee, Yui," Jimin waves a hand to the side at two young girls who come towards him at the sound of their names. "These our my daughters."

Soobin crosses his arms. He's unsure what's going on, and why they're being introduced to his children. They were cute - whatever - but this isn't what Soobin would thought would happen. His mind told him that he would be bound and gagged upon arrival - not meet two children, and a dozen more belonging to these men.

Byeol adored children and soon, she's caught up by the two girls to realize Soobin seathing behind her.

"Soobin." Jimin hums. "How's-"

"Why are we here?"

"Rude." Jimin chuckles. "You should be glad to be in the presence of Bangtan."

"Bang...tan?" Soobin knits his brows. "What-"

"You know what we are and there's no point in hiding it any longer. You're not stupid enough to go against us any longer." Jimin waves his hand dismissivly. "Kookie was the one that insisted we invited you."

Soobin crosses his arms.

"Do you not want to see Jin-Seon? He might not like you, he's attached to his father's hip." Jimin rolls his eyes. "Cute kid, though. How about I get him for you?"

Jimin strolls away without hearing what Soobin has to say - if he was truly getting Jin-Seon was unsure to Soobin.

"We have guests to speak with." Jungkook places a hand on the small of your back. Prying Jin-Seon away from his hyung's wife was a challenge, but he managed to do so with taffy candy.

You turned around and glared at Jungkook. "Why is he eating candy? We're about to-"

"You can slap me around later about it." Jungkook sighs. "Come on."

You allow Jungkook to lead you to wherever - towards the front entrance. As you come closer, your eyes train on the familiar faces. Your throat tightens and soon, you're slowing down. "Why are-"

"Did you invite them?" you murmur to Jungkook who nods. "I-I...what if-"

"They wouldn't have agreed to come if they were upset, Y/N." Jungkook assures. "I'm trying to right my wrongs." Maybe breaking into a home, pointing a gun at Soobin and disrespecting not only him, but his home was more than wrong - but, he was attempting to correct it.

"Okay." you nod, but the uneasiness in the pits of your stomach doesn't die down.

Instead, it bubbles with each step closer - especially when your eyes meet Soobin's. You swallow - he doesn't appear upset with you, more shocked to see you. His eyes flicker to Jungkook and Jin-Seon and noticeably softens.

"Soobin." you bow when you reach the two of them. "Byeol-ah."

Cho-hee and Yui had scurried off once they didn't have the attention of Byeol. The older woman widens her eyes at you, then turns towards the tall - and handsome - man besides you holding Jin-Seon.

"Y/N." Byeol doesn't contain her excitement. She wouldn't ask what happened to you, or where you'd been - she never truly understood your situation. She wasn't going to judge and instead would rather enjoy the time she could spend with you now. "Is this..."

"Yes." you nod your head, a smile on your lips. Your eyes glance at Jin-Seon, sucking on the taffy when Jungkook goes to put him down. "He's a bit-"

"attached." Jungkook murmurs when Jin-Seon clenches his suit pants tightly. His small eyes look up at Soobin who does nothing but look down at him.

"Watch the way you speak to me in front of my son." Jungkook hisses at Hyun-woo. He has Jin-Seon in his arms as he glares at his uncle. He's rocking him gently side to side to soothe him."A man like you should be grateful that you're out of rehab and clean - all at my expense." Jungkook's words were dripped with venom - sinister even. "I'm not against tying you down and having you injected with whatever drug to prove to Y/N that you're nothing but the addict we all know you are."

Hyun-woo's eyes widened, but Jungkook's words didn't stop. "Y/N and I are happy. Jin-Seon is happy with both parents and you're not taking that away from me." Jungkook shakes his head, chuckling. He begins to rock Jin-Seon in his arms. "You have two choices, Hyun-woo. You can stay and continue to live comfortably at my expense or..." Jungkook shrugs. "I'll have to comfort my wife and explain to her that some addicts cannot be saved. And you'll be right back at rehab - this time, there won't be no coming back home. Your choice."

Of course, how Hyun-woo and Jungkook gotten here could not go unexplained.

Your eyes nearly teared up at the sight of your brother. He entered behind Jae-beom, and immediately it was as if time stood still. His hair was cut short and no longer the greasy mess it once was. He was cleanly shaved and overall appeared much healthier. His eyes darted around the room, finding Sehun first. It didn't take long before the five of you all stood around one another hugging the eldest of the family.

Jungkook stood back, not yet making himself known. Yoongi stood closest to the doorway, Taehyung creeping to his side. Namjoon and Hoseok stood directly behind Jungkook while Jimin and Jin stood opposite of one another and on each side of Hyun-woo. No would would have suspected their intimidation tactic - they were just men introducing themselves to a new (but familiar) face.

"Hyun-woo. I told you I had someone you should meet." your voice was filled with excitement and Hyun-woo's eyes matched them. When you turned and motioned for Jungkook and Jin-Seon over was when the light drained from his eyes. "This is Jungkook. My husband." Calling Jungkook your husband was foreign on your tongue - at times you nearly forgot the two of you were bound by law. "And our son."

"Jin-Seon." Jungkook smiles - too sickly sweet for Hyun-woo's liking.

The man felt sick and he turned his head to the right side, Jin's eyes staring back into his own. His heart pumps outside of his chest when his eyes catch Jimin to his left - and behind Jungkook to meet eyes with Namjoon and Hoseok.

"Are you alright?" you place a hand on Hyun-woo's shoulder and the man flinches.

Hyun-woo nods his head. "Y-Yes." he swallows the lump in his throat. "I-I...this is all news to me. You have a son." he tries to smile down at his nephew - but the similarity to him and the man you called your husband and father of your son was frightening. "And a husband."

"It's a change. But a good change." you hold your hands out for Jin-Seon and the boy willingly comes from his father's arms to you. "Say hi, Jin-Seon-ie."

Jin-Seon doesn't say or do much - just blinks at the unfamiliar man. Hyun-woo blinks away, eyes on Jungkook's - whose eyes were already boring into his own. A silent warning - they all were giving Hyun-woo's warning. Don't say anything, don't do anything - don't act out in the slightest.

"Let's eat." Jungkook claps his hands, eyes never leaving Hyun-woo's. "To welcome back our special guest."

Hyun-woo is sickened to his stomach throughout the dinner. He'd admit that he missed his family that grew before his eyes. He had mountains of nieces and nephews that his siblings gave him - especially you, his youngest sister.

However, Hyun-woo was no fool in understanding that they were brainwashed - all of them. His siblings adored Jungkook, as did their children. Their eyes shined at the man and their smiles plastered on their lips were wide and genuine. Jin-seon, though having his own seat between you and Jungkook, insisted on being in his father's lap while he ate. Jungkook appeared to be like the kind father figure and family man.

And not the Drug Lord he truly was.

Hyun-woo glances at you to find your eyes already on him. He offers a quick smile before he takes a few gulps of the water. You must've not known who exactly you were married to and he cannot blame you for this. How in the world Jungkook managed to slither his way into your life is beyond him, but he hates himself for not being around to allow him to do so.

The dinner was successful in your eyes. Hyun-woo appeared stiff and standoffish, yet you were glad he was able to be here with you tonight. Having your full family here with you - and even the family you've been married into - makes your heart full. You're glad you've had the chance to see Soobin and Byeol and was grateful immensely that they harbor no hard feelings for you. Byeol adored Jin-Seon and as the dinner wrapped up, she made sure to ruffle his hair affectionately.

As for Jin-Seon himself, the young boy was fighting his own sleep in his fathers lap. His small hand clenches his shirt while his head rests against him. You smile gently and kiss his head. You glance at Jungkook. "Do you want to take him to bed while I show Soobin and Byeol out?"

Jungkook nods his head slowly. He adjusts Jin-Seon in his lap who begins to whimper.

"Can I?" Hyun-woo speaks up. While the rest of his siblings began to scatter to gather up their children to leave for the night, he remained at the table. "Um, wish him goodnight?"

Jungkook tighten his jaw but he nods. "I'm sure he'll like that." he murmurs out.

You nod your head. "Okay..." you hum. "Kookie. Hyun-woo." you nod. The tension couldn't go unnoticed by you - but Jungkook was trying and so was Hyun-woo.

"Follow me." Jungkook stands. He can feel your eyes on him as he makes his way out of the kitchen, making sure to say a few words to his Hyung and their wives as Jin-Seon and him made it past them.

Hyun-woo follows closely behind Jungkook, eyes glaring at his back. His nephew's eyes catch his and his eyes soften. There was a part of you in Jin-Seon and it makes his heart tighten that he feels little adoration for him because of who his father was. Jungkook stops after a few moments of climbing stairs.

"How did you get involved with Y/N?"

Hyun-woo doesn't waste any time in questioning. Jin-Seon's eyes were closed, arms limp around Jungkook's neck. "That's what you have to ask me?" he chuckles. He turns around to furrow a brow at Hyun-woo. "A thank you would be a better conversation starter?"

"Thank you?" Hyun-woo hisses. "You-"

"I what?" Jungkook snaps quietly. He didn't need anyone hearing the - especially you - or Jin-Seon waking. "Got you out of jail? Paid for your rehab?"

"Don't try to portray yourself as some type of Saint!" Hyun-woo hisses. "You're nothing but some type of Drug Lord that conned your way into my sisters pants!"

"Watch the way you speak to me in front of my son." Jungkook hisses at Hyun-woo. He has Jin-Seon in his arms as he glares at his uncle. He's rocking him gently side to side to soothe him - he began to stir. "A man like you should be grateful that you're out of rehab and clean - all at my expense." Jungkook's words were dripped with venom - sinister even. "I'm not against tying you down and having you injected with whatever drug to prove to Y/N that you're nothing but the addict we all know you are."

Jungkook turns away from a stunned Hyun-woo and opens the door to his bedroom. He strolls towards his bed where he places Jin-Seon right in the middle. Jin-Seon whimpers lowly, but doesn't wake.

Hyun-woo's eyes watch Jungkook place a kiss on his nephews head before lifting the covers to his torso. He swallows, feeling his hands sweat. His mind swirls around Jungkook's words. He wouldn't doubt that Jungkook was a good father and possibly a good husband to you - you didn't appear as if you knew what he did for a living, and by the attire and the massive estate you lived in, you and Jin-Seon were comfortable.

But, Hyun-woo also didn't doubt that Jungkook would do what he threatened. The idea of Jungkook injecting him with whatever to get him to relapse makes his blood run cold - he was the same man of 2 years ago, now just a father and husband.

Hyun-woo blinks just as Jungkook closes the bedroom door behind him. He's facing Hyun-woo, eyes glaring and shoulders bulked.

"Do you want to see Jin-Seon's room?"

Jungkook strolls past him without a response and opens a door to a room exactly across from them.

"He doesn't sleep in here often." Jungkook murmurs, flickering on the light switch. "Only plays. He prefers to sleep with us."

Hyun-woo hums at the sight of the room. The array of toys littering around the room and the large TV was enough to tell him that Jin-Seon was already spoiled - in a good way. He enjoyed to see children have what they needed and desired.

"Are you trying to convince me you aren't a bad person?" Hyun-woo asks Jungkook. His eyes linger on a picture hanging above Jin-Seon's bed - a neat bed that appears to not have been slept in. It's a picture of you, Jin-Seon and Jungkook and his eyes blinks away what appears to be tears forming.

"I don't need to convince you that I am anything." Jungkook shrugs. "You know who I am and that's all you'll ever see me as."

"Does Y/N know?"

"Yes."

Hyun-woo spins around to face Jungkook. "You're lying." he shakes his head. "Y/N would never willingly-"

"She knows who I am and what I do." Jungkook hisses. "And we're happy."

"Does she know who sold her brother the drugs?" Hyun-woo snaps. "Does she know it was-"

"You're a grown man, Hyun-woo. I'm not going to take responsibility for your own actions." Jungkook scoffs. He leans against the door frame with crossed arms. "I'm not going to allow you to take my family away from me."

Hyun-woo eyes lingers on the seriousness in Jungkook's eyes.

"I gave you that coke that you snorted in hopes that you'd flip it and get me the money I needed." Jungkook says. "Instead, you snorted it all like the addict you were. That amount of coke happened to be worth the exact amount of money you owed me. If you were smart..." Jungkook hums. "...maybe you would've never ended up in jail. And maybe, Y/N wouldn't be my wife or the mother of my child."

Jungkook shrugs. In the end, there was truth in Jungkook's words. The drugs he given Hyun-woo that night in his office was the exact amount the man owed him. However, he's no idiot. Hyun-woo is an addict and giving an addict their addiction would do nothing but make them fall into temptation. He was well aware that Hyun-woo wouldn't sell it and instead would use it all for himself.

"You still hate me, however. I'm well aware." Jungkook licks his lips. "And you should. I was the one that sold you the drugs I knew you could never pay."

Hyun-woo clenches his fist. His eyes are glaring at Jungkook - the man who stood before him with a smug look upon his face.

"And while you were arrested, I was also the man who required your sister to pay the price you owed." Jungkook continues. He places a hand in his pocket. "Of course, I didn't want Y/N's money. I wanted her, my beautiful wife. However, of course, she was far too independent. Why would she need a man like me, Hyun-woo? When she could do everything she needed herself?"

Jungkook pulls his hands out of his pocket, a small syringe in his hands.

"I had three of my men go to Y/N's house and break anything they can find and tell her she had a week to come up with an insane amount of money. More than you even owed." Jungkook scoffs. "She was desperate to pay off your debts. The debts you left her, Hyun-woo."

Hyun-woo watches as Jungkook lifts the syringe, all the while the older man is stiff. Listening to what Jungkook has to say is making him feel sick to his stomach.

"So desperate that she was willing to sell her own virginity." Jungkook shakes his head with a tsk and Hyun-woo's eyes widen. "Luckily, I was there to buy her virginity. I'm no heathen, Hyun-woo, of course I didn't sleep with Y/N until she was ready."

"Shut up." Hyun-woo shakes his head. "Why-"

"I mind as well tell you the truth, right?" Jungkook shrugs his shoulders. "I gave you two choices, Hyun-woo. You'd either leave here tonight and enjoy your freedom like the rest of your siblings or," Jungkook toys with the syringe in his hand. "I'm going to drug you. Y/N is going to find you drugged up in our son's room and she's going to hate you for it."

Hyun-woo swallows.

"And of course, I'm going to be the doting husband. I'm going to send you right back to rehab and pay for it. This time - you'll never leave. I have connections and those connections will make sure you never recover. Y/N will never know that, however."

Jungkook blinks at Hyun-woo. "Regardless, Hyun-woo. My wife and son will be happy and comfortable. You're not taking that from me."

You climb the stairs, your heels in your hands. You were exhausted, but glad that the dinner was successful. You promised to come visit Soobin and Byeol, but the goodbyes weren't easy. You had to thank Jungkook for allowing them to re-enter your and Jin-Seon's life.

As you got to the top, your eyes find Jungkook in the doorway of Jin-Seon's room.

"Is he asleep in his own room tonight?" you ask from down the hall, coming closer to see if it was true.

Jungkook's eyes disconnect from Hyun-woo's and his hand swiftly hides the small syringe.

"No." Jungkook shakes his head. He gives you a smile as you appear. "I was showing Hyun-woo his room."

"Ah." you nod. "It's like a wonderland in here, right?" you giggle, eyes connecting with your brothers.

Your smile turns to a frown soon when you notice tears dripping from Hyun-woo's eyes. You glance at Jungkook who appears just as confused as you. You step forward, hands reaching out for your elder brother. "W-What's wrong?"

Hyun-woo shakes his head. "I..." How could he tell you the truth? That he's the reason you've been through so much, and Jungkook hasn't even scratched the surface on everything you've been through since he's been gone? Even if he did tell you everything Jungkook was about, would it matter? It was his fault for allowing Jungkook the opening to you because he was nothing but an addict.

"I'm so happy that you found happiness." Hyun-woo murmurs pathetically. He glances at Jungkook only briefly before his eyes connect with your own. "You've grown and now you're a mother and..."

Hyun-woo is stunned to feel your arms wrapped around him - he doesn't deserve it. He doesn't deserve to feel your warmth or be the center of your love; not after he failed you as a brother.

Jungkook takes a few steps and places a hand on the low of your back. "Y/N's happy to have you back." he nods at Hyun-woo, satisfied that the man wasn't dumb. He chose the right side - the side that wouldn't put him into an early grave. "She's told me so much about you while you were gone. You enjoyed baking in your youth."

You disconnect yourself from Hyun-woo and nod your head, eyes shining. "Jungkook knows people who could get you back into baking. It won't be easy, of course, since you haven't baked in so long but-"

"If it's something you'd want to do." Jungkook stares at Hyun-woo deeply. "It can be done. Ye-Rim has her own restaurant and you could have your own bakery eventually. You just have to want it."

You just have to want it.

Hyun-woo nods his head. He did want it - but he couldn't shake the feeling of regret going through his veins. He couldn't shake the feeling that he was becoming a sell out and allowing Jungkook to throw whatever money he had at him.

"Good." Jungkook smiles, a sinister smile that doesn't reach your eyes. "Tomorrow I'll make some phone calls. We have a guest bedroom down the hall to the right where you'd be comfortable."

Hyun-woo nods and doesn't say another word to you or Jungkook. The heel of his shoes is heard clicking against the tile until it's inaudible.

"Thank you." you sigh to Jungkook. You place your head into his chest.

"You don't have to thank me, Y/N." Jungkook wraps his arms around you. He inhales the scent of your hair and feels the goosebumps rise upon his skin. "You're my wife. I'll do whatever makes you happy."

You take a deep breath. You don't respond and Jungkook doesn't need you to because he understand you're content. You're happy now that Hyun-woo is back and better - safer.

Jungkook ponders how his life would be if he never proceeded to go through with his plan. He wouldn't have Jin-Seon - and he wouldn't have you. Sure, there's the constant display of events that plays out in his mind that one day you'd find out about him - about what he's done to get you. However, it'll be against his dead body to see you and his son be taken away from him.

In a way, Jungkook thanks Hyun-woo for turning out the way he did. He gave him a wife who he adored and a son who he'd do anything for. All Hyun-woo had to do now was take what was being handed to him - a better life in the career he adores.

Jungkook was happy. You were happy. Jin-seon was happy - and that's all he could truly wish for.

Thank you all for reading and enjoying Cruel Intentions 🥲

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