Mr Player//BTS FF

Chapter 25

Jungkook had entered his apartment, having returned from work only to not be greeted by the sweet voice of his wife, as she usually pops up from somewhere to welcome him.

"My love ~, I am back." His voice echoed around without an answer, which made his facial expression morph into confusion.

After placing his briefcase on the table, he headed to the small studio, where Seon closes herself in every day and writes.

As soon as he opened the door and her sleeping figure fell into his sight, a smile reached his lips, finding it adorable how she had passed out between paper, pens and open notebooks.

The computer was still open in front of her, only the screen being on sleep mode, which was covered here and there with stick notes.

He removed the hair from her face and his smile became wider, then he carefully took her in his arms and carried her to the bedroom where he laid her on the bed.

As he went to cover her up with a blanket, he took a closer look at her face, noticing the reddish skin around her eyes.

"Why was my baby crying?" Jungkook murmured to himself as he left his thumb to caress her cheek gently.

"You don't have to worry about anything my love. You don't have to shed tears for whatever it is. Give me all your sorrows and just smile for me." He whispered to her before letting his lips gently peck her and then walking away to go to the kitchen.

As soon as he reached the living room he took off his tie and jacket and laid them on the couch and then rolled up the sleeves of his shirt.

Let's see what I can do.

He thought as he grabbed his cell phone to search the internet for any recipe so he could at least cook something for dinner and awake his tired wife to something tasty.

---change of set ----

Jimin was sitting on the edge of his bed, waiting for you to come out of the bathroom where you had excused yourself to, after he had managed to reassure you a bit and your mind seemed out of the shocked state.

He had never felt so awful in his life for the way he acted upon his anger and he honestly didn't know how to make things better.

He had picked up the pieces of glass once you had left the room and had cleaned up everything then he had went and found the first aid kit and had reached to the bedroom to wait for you there so he could take care of the wound on your arm.

After a quarter of time or so, you finally appear on the doorstep bringing an end to his agony.

You approached him silently and sat on the other side of the bed, expressing silently your desire for distance.

You two remained silent for a while until Jimin gatherer the courage to get up and make his way before you, kneeling in front of you as he hesitantly stretched out his hand to touch yours.

When he saw the way you flinched and pulled away however he halted his in mid-air, feeling as if he was ready to touch an untamed animal. You took a deep breath and gave it another try, this time your reflexes allowing him to take hold of your hand in his tenderly and then put the box aside, which he proceeded to open and began to treat the cut in your right arm.

You remained silent as you watched him work carefully on your wound and it was then that a realization crossed through your mind.

The Jimin you knew, was a good man. Someone who cared about the people he loves more than words could ever say. Yet he had also proven himself a lier towards you. A hypocrite ... But you were the only one that had withstood this bad side of his...didn't that mean that maybe you have been at fault for some things too? In a way maybe you pushed him to do all those things with your indifference and the lack of love that you had made him go through in your relationship.

Maybe from the beginning, it was a mistake and you were the only evil one in this case. From the start you always knew, you would never be enough. And if you should be truly angry with anyone that should be yourself.

"Jimin, why were you like that before?" Your words that reached his ears made him freeze as he didn't know what to say to that.

"It hurts." You continued and he, terrified, pulled his hand away, thinking that he might have unconsciously pressed your wound more than he should have.

"To see you hurting... It hurts." You completed your sentence, feeling a burden on your chest over that fact for it was making you feel even more of a fool.

It hurts that I can't fully hate you or her.. it hurts that I still care about you both. It hurts that I know now that I would have preferred to have been ignorant for now I can only be in misery, waiting for any of you to decide to trust me and tell me the truth by yourself just so I can justify you.

Your eyes moved away from his as your words had made him face you and he bit his lower lip, in an attempt to keep himself from shading tears for he couldn't help but be touched by what you had just told him.

"Sorry. I know I am an awful person. I am truly so sorry." That was all he said as he left his head hanging low, hiding the tears full of guilt that filled his eyes.

Your hand that touched his shoulder made him face you again but now he was faced with two eyes of compassion and a sweet smile on your lips.

"I won't die. The wound isn't that deep. Everything is okay." You reassured him, making him think that you were referring to the wound in your arm but you were talking about the one they made in your heart.

It's okay...part of me can't deny that maybe... I deserve this.

--- Time skip ---

Seon was bathed in a cold sweat as she began to move in her sleep, once again having an intense dream.

Dreams that she never remembers well once she wakes up and all she recalls from then are broken images here and there that did not make sense.

Jungkook, who was sleeping next to her, woke up to the murmurs and movements of her body and looked at her anxiously.

"Jungkook .. no... Stay away .. Save me..help" She began to talk non-stop making Jungkook's face take on a dark expression.

He got out of bed and headed to his office, hurriedly taking a Canva of a painting off his wall only to face the secret saving box he had behind it  He put on the password quickly, opened it and retrieved from it a small bottle full of pills.

He took a pill out of the container and put it back in place and then headed to the kitchen where he filled a glass of water and in it he plopped inside the pill, mixing it well until it dissolves completely.

When he returned to the bedroom, Seon was awake and was sitting on the bed, while having difficulty breathing.

"Come, love me. I brought you something to help you calm down." He told her and helped her drink the water and then softly lay her back down again.

He left the glass on the nightstand before getting back into bed and taking her in his arms gently stroking her hair until she started dozing off again.

"You are not in danger my love. Calm down. I will take care of everything. Because I love you..." He whispered to her as she fell asleep in his arms, the pills had taken action as quickly as usual.

...So don't try to run away from me, not even in your dreams.

--- To be continued...