DADDY ISSUES || J.JK × Reader ✔

chapter 30 | Authority

"Hm...we haven't talked about that fight though...you know..." he gazes at me, mentioning something I tried to avoid. "...the one you had with him."

"Oh...yeah. I just don't want you to hate him, so I'd rather say this was a small issue..." I torture myself by not telling him the truth, but he keeps his hazelnut eyes on me and complicates this fight against myself. "Really? You know I won't be mad, y/n because I'd like to know what happened between you two. I noticed you were not feeling all right."

I shrug and drop my look down, knowing this is not a good decision to explain everything when Jungkook is about to arrive. "I just...I hurt him without wanting to...and he got angry and said some words he didn't mean, but it's fine now. We talked it out."

"You hurt him? How?" he listens carefully, leaning back on the kitchen counter. "You know we both did it...and...he was in love with me, but I didn't want to have a boyfriend when that happened, so while we were at the gym, I said that he's not my boyfriend, and he got hurt because he thought I was playing with his feelings and doing some things with Korain...but I was not...I was just scared to be in a relationship..."

"Oh...I see...but what did he say to you?" he tilts his head to the side, gripping the edge of the furniture behind him. "Just..." I hesitate and keep it to myself, fearing what his mind might make him think of him if I ever say it. "Bad words...you know...what we say to a girl who sleeps with a lot of guys..."

He stares at me with dismay as he must have understood, so I hurry to change his thoughts. "But it was because he was hurt and mad. I swear he's not a bad person...I should have been honest and not say that I didn't feel anything."

He clenches his jaw and glances away, the wrath running through his veins. "I swear, papa. Don't hate him. He cried for days because of me..."

"Y/n, you want me to not be mad at a fucking boy who called my daughter a slut? Does he even know how much words can hurt or affect someone? I warned him already, I told him that he better not hurt you again or else he would not see you again," he reacts like I expected him to, but I step towards him to wrap my arms around him. "Please... I'm okay."

"But I'm not, I can't accept that type of thing," he refuses to feel the same way I do about it now, his overprotective side speaking for him. "Come on, you said you wouldn't be mad."

"How could I not be?" he raises his eyebrows, keeping a low and calm voice to talk to me. "Because I'm fine. That's all that matters."

He remains silent, probably thinking about what to do or how to react. "I hope he won't stay for dinner," he goes back to cooking, so I move away but sigh. I knew he would not be okay with it, but I had to tell him the truth.

I leave him alone and don't say anything anymore, he serves the lunch and places the dishes on the table, so I sit at it with him to eat. I grab the chopsticks to use them, and I relieve the hunger felt inside me, but I look at him, fixing my eyes on his face while chewing. I put my elbow on the table and rest my face on my hand.

Once he gazes up at me, he stops moving his hand and lowers his chopsticks to his food. He swallows what is in his mouth. "What's wrong? You don't like it?"

"I do...I just regret telling you because now you hate him," I don't hide it but let him know how that makes me feel, and he heavily exhales. "Let's not talk about it anymore, honey," he puts more food in his mouth. "And I don't ever want you to hide anything from me or keep anything to yourself just for that reason. All right?"

"All right..." I don't argue or try again, knowing how he is. It's better to understand him and accept the way he feels about it. However, the doorbell rings, and we both look at each other. I know what it means, but I hope he's not going to say anything and get angry.