The Prince & The Servant Girl

Chapter 55♥️

~Y/N POV~

Running into the bedroom I didn't even bother to shut the door. I left it open and made my way across the room to create space for when he entered the room. Which didn't take long, only seconds and Jungkook came rushing in after me like a raging bull but with out the rage it was more of fear and worry he was expressing right now.

Slamming the door behind him without even looking he kept his sights on me, hesitatingly stood beside the door as it scared to come near me. I'm not mad I'm just shocked he would do such a thing.

I mean how much does he know if he killed his father?
Why did he kill his father?

I had questions but I'm as scared to ask them.

"Y/n I swear I was going to tell you one day but just not now. This wasn't how I wanted you to find out." Jungkook

I took in what he said but said nothing. Taking in a moment to myself still trying to wrap my head around it all. In my head it's hard to believe he would do such a thing because the Jungkook I know deep down is a softy that couldn't hurt a butterfly even if I haven't seen that side of him in a very long time but I know it's there. He just hides it a lot because he's king and doesn't want others to think of him as weak. That will be his downfall if he's not careful.

After taking several quiet minutes to myself I took a deep breath and sta on the edge of the bed, hands to my knees and absorbing all this information even if it wasn't a lot. I don't know all of it but just enough to know he killed his father.

Jungkook was patient enough with me to say nothing and stay on the opposite end of the room but watching my every move.

"Why?"

I managed to finally speak out loud despite my voice coming out as quiet and small.

"You know my father was an evil man y/n. Someone would of done it sooner or later if it wasn't me." Jungkook

I nodded, rubbing my hands up and down my upper thighs.

"True but what I mean is what made you crack to do it?"

Turning my head I found Jungkook just staring at me with his large doe eyes, fiddling with his finger nervously in front of him.

"Your father was a wicked man Jungkook but he was the only blood relative you thought you had left. What was so terrible to you that made you do that?"

"Because of what he did to you and our child." Jungkook

Hearing him say that I automatically turned away and my hands caressed my rounded stomach.

"Our child's fine Jungkook."

I mumbled to look down at myself.

"I'm talking about our first child y/n." Jungkook

Gasping out of shock I stood up again, stumbling back over my feet when Jungkook began to slowly walk towards me step by step but never having his eyes leave my form.

"H-how did yo-"

"Know? Simple I heard you that night with my father and Sakura before he pushed you down the stairs." Jungkook

One more step closer to me I took another step back until my back was pressed against the wall.

"It was me that found you at the bottom of the stairs." Jungkook

Another step.

"It was me that ordered the doctor to look after you and Minseo to take care of you." Jungkook

Another step.

"It was me that snuck into my fathers room at night and stabbed as he looked me dead in the eyes until his last breath." Jungkook

Another large step was taken and now he was so close I could feel the heat radiating off his body and onto mine.

"And you know what?" Jungkook

He leaned in closer, so close our noses were almost touching and yet I couldn't turn away from his luring dark eyes.

"What?"

My voice whispered to him.

"I'd do it again." Jungkook 

For a moment I was speechless. All these years I thought only Minseo and the doctor knew about my miscarriage. But all this time he knew and never once told me he knew. It somehow explains a lot looking back on his behaviour towards me. Ignoring me for years and barely speaking to me could of been his way trying to get over what happened but also maybe he thought it was what I would of wanted.

"You killed him because of the lose of our child?"

He nods slowly, but not to move away.

"Yes. If only I knew sooner I wouldn't of froze the way I did when I heard them speak about it then I could of done something. I should of taken you away and ran from this place." Jungkook

He finally broke that intense eye contact and looked down between the small gap between us but what he would of been looking at would be my bump.

"I'm so sorry." Jungkook

Quivering his lip staring down he had me melt at his words and I cupped his cheeks forcing him to look back up at me, pressing our foreheads together.

"You have nothing to be sorry for Jungkook."

"I do. I hit you, I've chocked you and I shouldn't of. That's something I will never be able to take back" Jungkook

"We've been over all that already so lets not talk about it anymore okay?"

He nodded and let a tear slip from his eye and down his cheek but I wiped it away with my thumb.

"I love you so much Y/n. So much it kills me when you're not by my side." Jungkook

He took my hand and placed it to his chest, pressing my palm flat and his two hands to stay on top of my hand keeping it there.

"This heart will always belong to you Y/n. It always has and it always will. I'll do anything for you and I wont even question it because you are my bunny, my life source in this world." Jungkook

Now it was my turn to start tearing up. With my free hand I wiped my tears from my face, all the while feeling his heart beat under my palm. The very heart he says beats for me and I believe him, I really do.

Finally accepting his love for me in my mind, washing away any doubt I had for him, I made the first move to step on my tippy toes and kiss him hard on the lips. I couldn't resist it but I had to. He's declared his love for me so many times before but this time it hit me hard and finally I accepted it in my mind.

Jungkook responded with a grunt but kissed me back and our lips locked. His one hand to the back of my head, fingers between my hair to deepen our kiss. To finally accept his love was a huge weight off my shoulders that only I created in mind but finally that is gone.

He is mine and I am his.

It's always been that way and it always will be.