The Toxicity | Taehyung x Jungkook

Cʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ Tʜɪʀᴛᴇᴇɴ.

"Kiden Kim!" I yell as I sped down the hallway and into my son's room. I sigh and I rest my body against the door frame as I see him sleeping peacefully in his bed. He groans as he starts to stretch.

"You're suppose to be doing what mister?" I ask and he lifts himself up tiredly.

"Mommy can't my homework wait..I'm sleepy." He whines and I walk over towards him and untuck him from his blankets.

"My energetic son is sleepy?" I tease, and he smiles.

"Mommy...you look pretty where are you going?" He only asks and I kiss his forehead and I smile. He didn't know I was seeing a doctor, and he didn't need to know I was dolled up to just to see a doctor.

"Hmmm...I'm just running errands." I answer and Kiden raises his eyebrow. He was an intelligent boy, so it was very hard to lie to him and keep it going.

"You'll be back before dinner..daddy said he wanted to cook." He says with a bright smile on his face.

"Oh he did." I only say, Taehyung's been extremely nice this past week, and I didn't complain. However it felt off, I felt safer. I didn't know if he pitied me for losing our child or if he felt extremely bad for how weak I've became. Either way I guess it was just fine.

"I'll be back soon okay..I love you. I'll check your work when I'm back." I say hugging him tightly before exiting his room.

"Where are you off to?" He says as my hand touches the front door knob and I turn around to face him.

"Doctor Jeon's." I firmly say and he only keeps his distance as he scoffs and walks away. I don't question it as I turn around and make my way out the house.

I breathe heavily before I took the courage to knock onto his door, it's been a while since we've spoken and I knew he would want to know about the thing. I wished to bury. I sigh as he opened the door, but he doesn't greet me. He hugs me and he hugs me tightly.

"Jungkook?" I whisper softly as he pulls away.

"It's okay." I say as the water started to fill my eyes.

"If you are truly at peace with it, then we don't have to speak about it." He says and I wipe my eyes and I smile. I was at peace with it, it wasn't my time. It wasn't my time to bring a blessing into the world just yet, and it was okay. It would be okay. It had to be okay.

"I don't want us to waste our time being sad." I say stepping into his office and he coughs as he closes the door behind us and faces me.

"How about a date then?" He asks and I smile so wide that I think my cheeks were starting to hurt, gosh what a dork.

"Ah..yes sorry." I say out of embarrassment and Jungkook walks over and he chuckles as he takes a hold of my hands.

"I'm glad you said yes because I have a specific idea in mind." He says and I squint my eyes as I try to figure out with this man was up to.

My eyes light up as I walk into Jungkook's kitchen, three candles light up in the center of the white marble kitchen table, rose petals were all over the marble floor, and it smelled like samosa's. It was a popular dish a lot of us native Indian Americans ate. I rush over towards the silver covered platters and I open the dish and my eyes widen as I see Biryani. Another popular food I used to eat growing up. I haven't seen or smelt these dishes in such a long time, it brought my nostalgic memories.

"Jungkook." I start and he walks over and smiles.

"You took the time to cook these...for me?" I whisper.

"I did my research and I wanted to surprise you." He says.

"Hopefully they taste as good as they smell." He jokes and I give him a reassuring smile.

"I'm sure they taste excellent." I say as I wrap my arms around his body, and resting my head on his muscular chest.

"Nobody has ever been this thoughtful I really love this Jungkook." I say and he holds on tighter and he sighs.

"You deserve something nice." He says and I pull away smiling.

"If I would of said no that would really be a bummer."  I tease and Jungkook chuckles.

"I would of been heart broken." Jungkook whines and we both laugh.

"Shall we try your cooking?" I question raising my eyebrow.

"We shall." He says.

I pick up the one of the samosa's and I shove it into my mouth, my mouth instantly waters and I hum in satisfaction. Taking my time with every bite and enjoying each and every single flavor.  Jungkook only watches me carefully as I tasted his creation.

"Well.." he says.

"It's awfully scary how delicious you made them with just one try." I say and he smiles.

"My father used to make them and his secret was some sort of special sauce he used to fill them up with."

"Of course he never told me, as I left my home early age." I say taking another bite and Jungkook takes my hand.

"Is your relationship with your family good?" He asks and I shake my head as I frown.

"I wish..my father was abusive towards my mother, my mother was abusive towards me, and our home was never a place of peace." I say.

"I knew my father loved me in way, but just not enough for him to keep me around after he found out I was pregnant. I haven't spoken or seen either of my parents since." I inform.

"I'm sorry, you really went through a lot." Jungkook says and I smile.

"I don't want your pity, I want a friend." I say.

"In that case, I might have not went through something so crucial as you, but I know how you feel about your home not being a place that's supposed to be your peace." He starts.

"My father was very hard on me growing up, I had to be perfect. Nothing else but that."

"I had good grades, and I was athletic. I had scholarships to play football for universities..."

"And when I broke my arm from a football game, I lost all my scholarships and I could never play ball again."

"My father called me a disappointment and he told me I was failure, while my mother let him."

"So I went off to college and I had to find my purpose, I wanted to help people, because I know how it felt when nobody helped me.."He says, and I watch Jungkook carefully finishing his sentence.

"So you became Doctor Jeon." I finish and Jungkook looks at me and smiles.

"And I'm glad you did." I add and he smirks.

"I'm glad I did too." He says.