Not So Shy! | | JJK [ON HOLD]

07

«Kristen»

The next morning I woke up with a huge headache that was eating me up alive. It takes me fifteen minutes to process my surroundings. The clock reads 8:30 in the morning. I get out of the blanket walking downstairs searching for Jungkook like children search for their mothers as soon as they are back from school. 

I find him in the kitchen. "Good morning." He says when he sees me walking towards him. I sit on the stool throwing my head down on the counter. "Morning" It sounds more like a groan. 

"Drink this." Jungkook hands me a glass of lemon juice. I drink it right away still feeling sleepy. "What are you doing here? Are you not going to work?" I fumble on my words. 

"I am. Just a little late though." I pout propping my elbows up and placing my chin on my palm. "Why?" He shrugs his shoulders. "Just like that." I sigh rubbing my forehead. Last night I had quite a lot of drinks. It was fun nonetheless.

"Go brush your teeth. we will eat breakfast together." Jungkook tells me. I give him a thumbs-up and walk upstairs. Brushing my teeth and washing my face I get back down. He has the food served on the table. 

I sit across from him. "I can cook too." He tells me when he sees me staring at the food for a long time. I play with the fork tossing my food around. 

"I am so hungry but I won't eat until you tell me something." Jungkook frowns. "What?" I sheepishly grin at him.

"What did Nathaniel say to you?" He sighs shaking his head. "You are still thinking that?" I nod my head. "Please tell me. I am a very curious person and I just need to know everything." He chuckles eating his breakfast. 

"He threatened me." Eh!

"He- what?" Jungkook nods his head smiling wide.

"He said he would chop my body into fifty pieces if you ever cry because of me." I gasp covering my mouth. That is so Nathaniel like but I didn't expect him to reach out to my husband like that.

"I can convince you he is not a psychopath-" Jungkook laughs shaking his head. 

"It's alright. I don't plan on making you cry anyways so I hope my body will stay in a single piece." 

No! I am not blushing at all. My husband just said he won't make me cry and I am totally not jumping internally. 

I mean, it is a man's responsibility that his girl never cries because of him. 

Nathaniel could absolutely do that. I mean threatening. He has always been protective of me. He never shows that but I know he is. 

The rest of our breakfast goes by in silence. After yesterday, I had hoped Jungkook would talk to me a little more but nothing changed except the fact that now he started eating all his meals with me. When I asked him why he changed his routine he told me that he liked what I cook so instead of eating food from outside he would rather accompany me. 

That made me happy. 

I started liking cooking a little more than before. 

I didn't cook that much before marriage because I was too busy. Now I had lots of time and interest too. 

I will return to the company next week. I am excited about my return but I would still make time to cook. 

I love cooking for Jungkook. I love when he compliments my food. 

It's Saturday today. I have been reading a book since morning. It is a dark romance novel. I haven't read books in so long. The weather is windy today and it has been raining since 11 in the morning. I make a cup of coffee and sit in the balcony enjoying the slow rain with music playing in my ears. 

There is nothing more perfect that the combination of books, coffee, music, and rain. 

When it starts raining heavier, I go back to the living room. It is starting to get dark and the heavy rain is now accompanied by a wild thunderstorm. 

I am trying hard to focus on the book but I just can't. Even when I turn the music on highest, it doesn't drain away the voice of lightning. 

I keep the book away pulling my legs up and hugging them to my chest. I like rain but I don't like thunder and lightning. It triggers a traumatic memory. I keep my hands on my headphones trying to divert my mind but nothing works. 

There is nothing I am scared of except stormy weather at night. 

I hear a sound but I assume it is coming from the music. 

I feel a pull on my headphones. "Kris?" I hear Jungkook calling me. I open my eyes and look up. Jungkook is right in front of me. I jump into his arms hugging him tightly. As a loud thunder strikes I flinch against him but cover it up anywyas.

"I am so glad you are back." I tell him. 

Jungkook doesn't hug me back. "Are you okay?" He asks. I pull away nodding my head and making a failed attempt at smiling. 

"Freshen up. I'll put the plates." I tell him. He eyes me suspiciously. "Are you really okay?" I nod smiling wider this time showing off my teeth. "Totally okay." He doesn't believe me but he doesn't push me more either. 

When he comes down, we eat the food in silence-

No! The fucking rain won't shut the fuck up. 

"You don't like rain?" Jungkook asks when we are finished eating and I am in the kitchen washing our dishes. I laugh. "I love rain." And then my smile drops. "Just during the day though." He crosses his arms leaning on the counter gorgeously staring at me while I do the household chore. 

"Why?" I shift on my leg licking my lips nervously. Nobody really knows about this. Not even Nathan. It is not a top secret kind of thing. I just never felt the need to speak about my fears. 

"It's okay if you are not comfortable-" I rinsed the last plate washing my hands.

"My grandfather passed away on a day like this." I leaned on the counter facing Jungkook.

I stayed with my grandparents more than I stayed with my parents.

When I was a kid my parents were busy making money so most of the time I was with my grandparents and aunts. I loved it there. Back at my house, I had to live alone if my parents were out.
I had a nice relationship with my grandfather. He used to show me his collection of precious stones and tell me stories of how he found them.
He used to tell me about his trip to various countries.

I even traveled with my grandfather a lot.

"I was thirteen years old. That day I was alone at my house watching some shitty cartoon because there was nothing else to watch. The weather was so bad that day. It rained heavily like the world was angry at the loss of my grandfather. Later at night my parents returned with the news of my grandfather passing away in his sleep and since then things changed for me."

I don't even realize that tears are falling from my eyes until Jungkook closes the distance between us and softly wipes the tears off my face with his thumb.

I fist my hands biting my lips when the thunder roars again.

Jungkook holds my hands walking me up to our bedroom. We lay down on the bed and he pulls me in his arms.

"Not bragging but I can sing." I laugh against his chest.

"You are so talented." He smirks shrugging his shoulders.

"Let me sing something to you." His one hand is around my waist while his other hand is behind my head caressing my hair.

Suddenly everything else fades away and it's only Jungkook's sweet voice that I can hear.

He is incredible at singing.

I relax against him. My breathing rate getting normal as I snuggle into his chest.

It's calming and so lovely.

I remember Jungkook silently whispering "Sweet dreams" to me before I drift off in his arms.

I guess, this is "Sweet Reality".