When he married you only for his daughter
Jeon Jungkook | Oneshot
Y/N's POV
''don't get your clothes dirty Jiwoo'' I called out to my three-year-old daughter, who kept reaching for the chocolates on the counter. the bell rang as Jiwoo's eyes darted towards the door.''must be dada'' I cooed at her smiling face.
''you're not ready yet?'' Jungkook asked coming inside. That's right. no greetings. straight to the point. ''I was getting Jiwoo ready, I'll be done in a minute'' I spoke. ''dada'' Jiwoo giggled, reaching for him. He broke into a rare smile. a smile which only his daughter can elicit from him.
He was already sitting with Jiwoo on his lap so I quickly walked away to get ready. a sight left my dry mouth as the brush tickled over my cheeks.
We got married three years ago in a rushed situation. His first wife, who was Jiwoo's biological mother had unexpectedly passed away during labor.
her health was always fine during her pregnancy so her sudden critical condition had left the doctors in a shock as well. I worked in his company and was at his house for a file when her wife's water broke. I took her to the hospital and informed his family.
He was too engulfed by his wife's sudden death that he hadn't thought about his newborn daughter. If God takes something, he gives something in return too. but he was dreading what was taken and not being grateful for what he had received.
I had taken care of his little angel along with her mom who was just as hurting as his son. After a few months, her mother had asked me to marry Jungkook as she understood that his son needed someone to take care of his house, daughter and maybe him too.
he had agreed after several days of protesting just for the sake of his daughter. I did sometimes feel like a babysitter but I had to remind myself that I was already told this fact before the marriage and had accepted it.
I still think about why I had agreed to the proposal. maybe because it felt too selfish to leave a baby knowing there won't be anyone to take care of her or love her like a mother.
I didn't want her to crave for a mother's love just how I had all of my life. It was probably the overwhelmedness of the situation that made me decide in hurry without thinking it through.
Just a day before the marriage, I had gotten skeptical about my decision. There was no backing out that time and the fear of regrets had engulfed me suddenly. My father, who lived in England, had called me then.
He had said that what I was about to do will be hard at first but in the future, I will be glad I did it. He had said that he was proud of me.
Now, after three years, I was glad to have a family just how my father had said. Jungkook's behavior with me was just the same as the first day of us being together. it was hard to believe how a person can be this consistent in his disposition unlike me, who had fallen for him in just a year.
I did have hope for him to love me back but those thoughts had faded long ago after seeing him so hell-bent on being loyal to his first wife. but even for that, I respected him. who in this whole world stays true to his wife even after three years of her death?. he surely was crazy in love with her.
today, his mom had arranged a party in which everyone was coming. Jungkook avoided going to any type of events but had accepted it this time.
I was genuinely happy that Jungkook had wanted me to come with him. In some way, I took it as getting a step closer to him. promptly clicking my bracelet close, I walked out to an empty lounge. guess he was waiting in the car.
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