Mysterious Marriage. || Jungkook FF. (Completed)

ch.6 sweetness

Jungkook's POV:

I hoped she liked it.

Yes, since Yn had been gone, I had thought of something else that might make her a bit happy. I never really thought to do this with Lisa, she just did it herself when she moved in, but this time I decided to do it. So for the past few hours I had been hard at work clearing half my closet out so that Yn had some space for her new wardrobe.

It had been harder work than I thought, not realizing just how much I had for myself. I looked at the now condensed version of my walk in closet, then sneezed.

"Oh god." I sniffed, realizing that I should have probably dusted as well. Ugh, this was so not my thing. I honestly don't remember the last time I actually did housework. It felt pretty good actually, but for some reason I felt a bit nervous about Yn coming home. Was it because I worked so hard and thought she might not actually like it?

I mean... It was just a closet. Not fancy jewelry or shoes of any shorts. At least she had the time to go get everything herself that way.

Sighing I looked at my watch and saw that it was already almost five PM. I should probably take a shower and get decent before she came home. Lisa always hated seeing me all sweaty or lounging around in my comfortable grubby clothes. Right now I just had on a blue t-shirt and a pair of shorts. I changed once I started getting hot in my jeans earlier. Go figure.

Suddenly I heard the front door open and shut followed by a loud thud. What in the hell!? I quickly ran out of my bedroom to make it to the front door to find Yn on her hands and knees with a few bags laying on the ground. "Are you alright?!" I asked, coming up and bending down in front of her. Her face was hidden, yet I could hear her shaky voice.

A sudden cynical laugh came from her. I raised a brow, even more concerned and confused. "Why does everyone keep asking me that?" I stayed silent and waited as she finally raised her head to look at me. I frowned. Her eyes were puffy, her nose red, and she looked like the night I met her. Except this time she still had fresh tears covering her soft skin. "I look like something horrible right now." she commented.

I studied her grey eyes for a moment, then held out a hand to her. "Yes, honestly you do look like shit." Surprisingly a small smile came upon her face at those words. Something was very wrong with her. Yn looked at my hand and finally reached up and took it. I helped her to her feet and quickly took her bags. I didn't see the familiar brands I was used to Lisa having, but I didn't bother. "I have something to show you." I told her, causing her stained puffy face to raise an eyebrow.

I motioned for her to follow me, now feeling the pressure even more. What had happened that had made her cry so? Was it me? Was it her so call 'love', or was it... that man again...? I felt myself grow angry at the thought of him even touching her again. One thing was for sure: I would find out why she was so distraught.

I led her to the bedroom and then into the walk in closet. I went and sat her bags down on the now empty portion of it. Turning I focused on her and watched as she widened her eyes with question at the empty space. I cleared my throat. "While you were gone I worked on clearing some space for you."

"Some space?" she swallowed hard, narrowing her eyes at the area. Damn, did she not like my hard work? "You cleared out half the closet." Her voice was still coming out shaky and light, but at least she was talking to me.

I rubbed the back of my neck with my hand. "Well, true. I didn't know how much space you might need, so I thought half was fair." After scanning my work once more, I looked back to her for a reaction. Fresh tears pooled around her rare eyes and I found myself frowning again. Not exactly the reaction I was looking for. "You don't like it."