PROTECT YOU <JUNGKOOK X READER>

CHAPTER THIRTY TWO

Y/n

Two weeks later

Holiday is over. Irish stay home with me and she felt sad because Prudence has to go back home. She wants to come with her but of course, her father never allow her to step out of this house. He prefer to prepare her a private school. But Irish is only a child, she wants to have fun with her friends in her age. And here is only with me and tons of guard caging us as if we were a prisoner.

After what happened in his monitor room, he started to act differently, and he left so often from this house in order do a business. I let him without giving too much question. Being obedient wife that I am.
Why am I saying that? Do I started to accept the fact that we were married?

No, I don't forget Jungkook. I still hoping that I could somehow seen him on the screens to make sure he's alright. That's why I sneak into his monitor room while he's gone. One of the maid here is close to me. She's my age, and we kinda make friends with each other. I trust her with Irish when I have to do my routines.

Right now, Irish is sleeping and I stay with her. Her eyes is swollen from so much crying. I caress her hair to make her calm and sleep better.

(I just heard - or rather read- the news, that Jungkook and Calvin Klein 😱😱😱😭😭)

When she finally sleep peacefully. I get up from the bed to go to the bathroom. I wanna take a shower and sleep right after. Today is tiring. I try a thousand way to make Irish calm.

An hour later, I change into my pajamas and sleep next to Irish. Fixing her blanket to make sure she stay warm. I close my eyes and relax all my muscles out of tiredness.

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In the middle of the night, I wake up when I feel so thirsty. I walk down to the kitchen to get some water. Everything is dark, only the light from the kitchen as I stepped in. I take the water bottle from the fridge and a glass to pour some in it.

I lean my hip on the kitchen counter to sip my drink slowly. Feeling the freshness going through my Throat. I sigh and take a seat on the stool, when I heard someone opening the door. I look away and focusing my eyes on the darkness. Something is moving. My heart skip a beat when I heard the foot steps approaching me. I hold on the glass and standing up, looking around when I saw the knife. I took it quickly and hide it behind my back. The steps is getting closer and finally show its person.

It's him. Jeong Hoseok.

He stepped into the kitchen and smiling as soon as our eyes meet. My hand clenching the knife and slowly put it down. However, he looks awfully bleeds. Cut in his left cheek and lower lips, black eye is visible in his face a few more bruises in his neck, his dress shirts is dirty and so many blood stains on the front of it. What is happening?

I can't help but to worry about him. He come closer and smiling painfully.

"You're awake, sweetheart?" He say with his voice heavy and hoarse. He took a seat on the stool where I sit earlier. He looks worn out.

"What happened?" I ask and he look up to me.

"I'm fine, can you give me water?" He says and I get him the water and give it to him. He drunk the water as if he's a man having long journey in the desert. Even his hands filled with blood.

"Thank you, sweetheart."

"Hoseok, what happened to you?" I ask again, can't help being curious about him. I want to pretend that I don't care if someone hurt him, he might deserve to be in pain like this after what he's done. But I don't, I was curious, which mean I'm a little care.