Nobody Knows | Jeon Jungkook

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Irina

I walk with tired steps up the stairs to my room. My bare feet glide over the cold marble floor as I already spot the door to the only place in this house where I can have my privacy. I have taken off my high heels earlier, not being able to stand the stinging feeling anymore, although I like to wear high heels often.

Maybe it is the heaviness of the evening that lies like a rock on my shoulders.

My father is still sitting in his office, gulping down the I don't know what glass of whiskey as if it were water. He's pissed, as pissed as I've ever seen him. But rightly so, because what Arturo has done cannot be forgiven in the mafia world.

Holding my high heels by the straps in one hand, I open the door with my other. It opens quietly and I am greeted with darkness, but the darkness has never really affected me anyway. Quite the opposite it has helped me think better when I'm alone, though I hated the night until I met Jungkook.

I close the door gently behind me, putting my shoes somewhere on the floor because I don't feel like putting them in their accompanying shoebox right now. I can't really see much as I turn to the center of my room, but when I catch a very slight glimpse of a figure sitting on my bed, I almost shriek.

"God, Jungkook." I take a deep breath as he just chuckles and gets to his feet to walk over to me.

We meet in the middle as I also desperately took steps towards him to feel his warmth so he can reassure me. He immediately takes me in his arms, pressing me against his chest, and places a kiss on my hair.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you." He smiles as we pull back from the hug. He shoves both hands into his pants pockets, not taking his eyes off me. "I wanted to see you, so I kind of came up without permission and couldn't turn on the lights because I thought someone might suspect something."

A faint smile finds its way to my lips for him to be so considerate and careful. It is certainly a great burden for both of us to be in a relationship in a world where no one will understand our love, but I am grateful that he is the support I can hold on to.

I don't want to say I'm not strong for our relationship, but if it hadn't been for Jungkook, I don't know where either of us would be now. I'm thankful that I have him and that he's always with me in the moments when I'm at my worst.

"Yeah, sorry. I forgot you were supposed to meet me here after dinner." I admit. My mind has been somewhere else entirely for the last few hours.

"Not because of that." he shakes his head. "I just wanted to make sure you were okay. I know some things have happened that have been worrisome."

What have I done right in my life to deserve him? I'm not sure what it is, because up until a few months ago I was almost certain that I was either going to be alone until I got old or that I was going to have to marry some man I could never love.

But then he came into my life and showed me what love is. He showed me that a person can put his feelings and desires aside to make sure his partner is okay. And that is exactly what Jungkook always does. He is so selfless and protective that it makes my heart race.

"Thank you." I smile weakly, looking somewhere on the ground. "It's my father I'm worried about. You should have seen him, Jungkook. I've never seen him so angry."

My father is short-tempered but in general, he is a patient person especially when it comes to people who are close to him. However, never in my life have I seen his eyes so dark and distressed as they were today. What Arturo said made him burst out in anger, so that even I was afraid to talk to him.