My first and last

Chapter 7

Seven years passed in a span. Many things have happened, for example, Jungkook's son will soon be a 7-year-old boy.

Jeon Dal is the only happiness in Jungkook's life, the reason he lives and works hard. He's the sunshine that brightens his being, adored by his parents and grandmother.

Yoobi will always say that he is his father's carbon copy.

Yep, they're still married, Jungkook didn't have the gut to divorce. He couldn't separate them, especially when their son was born weak and needed his mother by his side.

They kept their relationship decent in the eyes of people and Dal.

But behind closed doors it was hell.

It was a usual morning in the Jeon family, having their breakfast before starting their schedules.

"Daddy..., my birthday is soon right?",

"That's right, big boy, is there something you want?", he smiled at him, he knows when his son wants something his voice will always betray him.

"Yes! My friends from school told me about a new toy store... they said there are the coolest toys, and they even have special playrooms... Can I have one of those toys too?", he pleaded with his doe eyes.

Dal is not a spoiled kid, and he rarely asks for something.

" Well, since it's your birthday and you make us happy, you deserve one! We'll go there together and you'll choose whatever you want!", he said animatedly

"YES!!! Thank you, Dad!", he got out of the table and hugged his father tightly.

" Dal, it's time for school!", his nanny called, Dal finished his milk quickly and went to get ready for school.

"Cupcake, how about to give a kiss to your mommy?", Yoobi sulked

" Sorry, mom!", he pecked her cheek and left

"Sometimes I think he loves his nanny more than me...", she complained to her husband.

"Maybe if you spent more time with him, you wouldn't feel that way...", he scoffed.

"Are we on this again? I have work too, you know I want to, but Dal is always busy with his homework or Mom...", she tried to reason her lack of time spent with Dal.

"I don't even know why you're trying ... Your little business isn't working anyway, so you better leave it and spend time with him ..."

"Jungkook...", she purred like a cat. Yoobi approached him and began to massage his shoulders,

"What about us spending some time together, hm?", she kissed his jawline in an attempt to arouse him,

" I want some intimacy, and I have needs too...", she lowered her hand toward his tights, caressing them.

They are married for some years already but Jungkook was cold to her. The only intimacy she can get from him is when she gets him drunk enough to force herself on him.

And whenever he wakes up next to her he feels disgusted.

"I am not in the mood...", he pushed her away and stood up from the chair, "I have real work to do!", he said, looking blankly at her and ignoring her attempts.

" You are never in the mood! Is this because you're messing around with the nanny or your secretary?", she shouted in rage

"Yoobi, we're not going to discuss this now! ", he said in all his seriousness, his calm starting to diminish

"What is happening here?", it was his mom, she heard them arguing, "Are you two fighting again?"

"No mom, of course, no... How are you feeling?", he hugged her and then helped to sit down