ARCANE || J.JK ✔

4- silences

Evening

"Why did you go to the poolside, honey?" I ask her as she keeps chewing quietly on the meat soup. She raises her head to meet my eyes, "i didn't go there, someone said...me to go water the plants and so...i- and then i was just inside the water. I do not remember the name of the boy who pushed me." She gets teary again and i hush her up, rubbing her head, "shh i know it, keep eating." I cannot even think how i managed to control myself there but i guess you really do become weak in front of your loved ones, especially when they need you more than anything at that time.

"Eat it all." I order her to finish everything served on her plate. She dares to shake her head so i snatch the spoon from her hands and shove it inside her mouth. "You need your proteins, my love." I smile, watching her grumble quietly and she plays with the soft rabbit toy. "I'm done." She ignores the last bite and gets up to go to the sofa. I get up, taking it in my mouth and i go to the kitchen to keep the bowl and spoon inside the sink.

I walk back to the living room and sit down on the sofa, not seeing her there and that makes me a little upset. I sometimes wish i could keep her in my pocket and never let her out in this cruel world but then i remember that she's already suffered a lot and so she needs to be aware of the world we're sadly living in.

Pushing back my long wet hair, i remove my sweatshirt and hang it on the wooden rack, made for it. I take my laptop and sit down, my head filled with some absurd thoughts about myself and now, about her. I open my documents file and work on the project. But, something seems off today, i cannot concentrate. I close my laptop and put it away, getting up. I take a cigarette out from my pocket, along with the lighter and i slide the ashtray closer to myself. I fold my legs up on the coffee table and bend my head back, sleepy but sleepless at the same time. Maybe, i really do need to sleep after all.

End of Jungkook's POV

He's doing it again. I thought he quit it, but my assumption was incorrect. I sigh and walk downstairs, seeing his eyes shut, his breathings heavy and filled with toxicity, dissolving into the sweet smelling air. I can't believe a woman can lead a man to this extend. I walk with short and quiet steps to his half-asleep figure and i stand there.

"Where's the vinyl, papa?" I startle him and he shoots open his eyes, removing the stick from his lips and stubbing it right away. "You umm...weren't you sleeping? And why do you need the vinyl suddenly?" He straightens up, quickly taking the chewing gum in his mouth and he scolds me gently, not understanding me and my presence. I chuckle but get closer to him as he fans the air and i pick up the ashtray to keep it from the handle of the sofa to the table. He furrows his brows, moving forth to catch my wrist, "hey, don't touch that. The vinyl is in my bed-"

He cuts himself as i remove my slippers and climb onto his lap, wrapping my legs around him and i squeeze the man three times bigger than me, making him smile. I shift and get comfortable, to then move forward and rest my head on his chest, loving to hear his calm heartbeat but to my bad luck, it's not calm but fast and heavy today instead. I frown but move back and stare at him as he does too.

"What's wrong? Not comfortable enough?" He rubs my thigh with his veiny protective hand and smiles tenderly at me. I shake my head but go forth and lay down again. I grab one of his hand and bring it to me to play with the veins and fingers which i find more than amazing. It does not cease to drive me away from my worries and every wrong thoughts.

I bring forth this question since i'm really not happy with his addiction, "have you been smoking again, papa?" I mumble in the skin of his scented neck. He swallows, his throat moves up and down nervously as i flatten my palm of his chest and get up. "Okay, you're not gonna answer." I sigh and try to get up but he holds my sweater and says, "i've not, honey. It's just some...you do not need to worry." He looks deeply in my eyes and thinks to convince me when i could've burned the whole packet if i wanted.