Chaeyoung's calm heartbeat becomes hectic at the sight of Jungkook in front of her. She didn't move, scared to ruin Dal's peaceful slumber.Jungkook's eyes were glued to his son sleeping on Chaeyoung's lap, the same way he used to do... returning tired home, he would rest his head on her tights while Chaeyoung would comb his hair with her delicate fingers, singing for him with her honey voice...
"He... He was tired... he said his nanny didn't come after him...", she explained seeing him gaze at them for too long...
He knows about it already... But he kept his frustration to himself. It was so awkward... This is their second time seeing each other and they don't know how to be... It was strange.
They just met again and didn't sit down to talk about their past, about what happened with them... but she already has his son sleeping on her lap, and they both act as if everything is normal... Or it's just an assumption...
"It must be Yoobi... She...", he didn't finish, because the name of his wife coming out of his mouth only makes Chaeyoung angry, remembering what she... what they lost...
"I am not interested in your married life", she coldly said, it was low but the tone of her voice was grave..., "You need to take him home... his neck will hurt if he'll keep sleeping like this...", this time she talked with a genuinely worried voice, Dal indeed makes her calm...
Jungkook bites his lips, he knows that Chaeyoung is hurt, he can feel it from the way she talks and looks at him.
"O-okay", Jungkook stepped towards them and bend down to take Dal in his arms.
For a moment their hands brushed against each other, and he felt the familiar warmth of her skin.
Chaeyoung held her breath. His face got too close for her liking and sanity. She didn't want to inhale his odor, it was enough that she felt his hand when he held Dal's head, his scent will only bring more memories back...
When he finally stood up she let out a sigh of relief... Although, she already is missing Dal's warmth.
" Let me drop you home... It's late..." after he put Dal in his sit securing his body, he offered her his help in return for hers... He feels like they need to talk, he needs to...
There are so many unanswered questions he wants to find the answers to...
"No need! I can manage... Plus I still have something to finish... Good night Mr. Jeon", she refused right away.
Jungkook looked like he wanted to say something more, but chose to stay silent, and sitting in his car he drive away looking through the mirror at Chaeyoung's retiring figure...
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In the big bedroom of Jeon's mansion was happening a very heated conversation
"I told you I can't do that! He can suspect something...", she talked while biting her nails, it was a nervous habit she gained over the years
On the other side of the phone, a man chuckled, " Yoobi... I don't care! Or are you doing it, or everyone will find out your secret!"...
"Yoobi! We need to talk!", she got startled by Jungkook's sudden appearance. She was so engrossed in the phone call that she didn't hear his car and the door... She quickly hang up the phone and faced him.
"Where is Dal's nanny?", he went right away with the question, no greetings just straight to the point. She's used to it since it's not the first time.
"I fired her! I'll find a new one and make sure she's either old or ugly so that you won't have eyes for her!", she declared proudly, she won't tolerate another woman next to him, she won't let him go

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Fiksyen PeminatLife is not always good, it can bring you sunshine as well as storm clouds, just like love, when you think it's your happy ending, it fades, leaving you in pain and tears.