ᴄᴏʟᴅ ᴍᴀғɪᴀ ʜᴜsʙᴀɴᴅ | | ᴊ.ᴊᴋ ғғ

ᴄ ʜ ᴀ ᴘ ᴛ ᴇ ʀ ғ ɪ ғ ᴛ ᴇ ᴇ ɴ

-: ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴄᴀɴ ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇ ᴀ
ᴅᴇᴠɪʟ ɪɴᴛᴏ ʜᴜᴍᴀɴ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ
ɪғ ɪᴛ's ᴛʀᴜᴇ.

Y/n Perspective [ PoV ]

I turn around to hug something, but there is no one on the side of my bed. The emptiness in the room feels overwhelming, and I can't help but wonder if he left me. The thought of being used and abandoned fills me with fear, and the darkness of the room only adds to my unease.

I find myself still in my clothes, tightly tucked into the blanket. My legs feel weak, and my body aches all over. I sit up, running my hand through my hair, but my head throbs with pain.

"Babygirl, are you awake?" I see a dark figure at the door. Overwhelmed, I lie back down, covering my face with the blanket. "So babygirl is tired," he remarks. Footsteps approach, and I feel the blanket being pulled away from my face.

"Babe," he says, touching my forehead. "Kookie, I'm tired," I whisper, closing my eyes, hoping to find solace in sleep. He smiles softly at me, understanding my exhaustion.

"Let's go home, babe. It's nighttime, and you've been sleeping for four hours," he suggests, leaning closer to my face. I nod, too drained to do much else.

"Kookie, my legs hurt so much," I exaggerate, seeking comfort in his understanding. He smiles at me and removes the blanket. He lifts me up, holding me in a bridal style. "Now it's okay, let's go," he says, kissing my cheeks, and carries me out of the room to his office.

"Baby, did you have fun?" he whispers near my ear, a smirk playing on his lips. Timidly, I bury my red face in the crook of his neck. The marks on my body, a reminder of his love, turn my face even redder. The office is empty, everyone else having left. He settles me in the front seat beside him, making sure I'm safe.

"Buckle your seatbelt," he instructs before sitting in the driver's seat. I smile and follow his guidance. Leaning my head on his shoulder, I close my eyes, feeling his comforting presence. He pats my head gently. After a while, we reach home, and I see Bam and Kiwi playing. Once again, Jungkook carries me in a bridal style.

"Hi Kiwi and Bammie," I greet them with a smile, rubbing their heads. They enthusiastically lick my hand before starting to playfully fight each other. "Kiwi," I mutter, their energy bringing me a moment of peace. Both Jungkook and I go inside, and he settles me on the kitchen countertop.

"Are you hungry?" he asks, and I nod in response.

"Okay, let me cook," he says, effortlessly cutting vegetables as if he's a professional chef. He possesses all the qualities of an amazing husband - possessive, caring, handsome, and so much more. While I can't help but stare at him, he notices and playfully scolds me, unable to focus on his cooking. I roll my eyes, trying to hide my amusement.

"Go and take a shower," he tells me, and I jump off the countertop, making my way upstairs to my room. I enjoy a refreshing shower and change into comfortable clothes.

When I come downstairs, I find Jungkook serving the food. I offer my help, and together we finish our meal. I sit on the couch watching cartoons, and Jungkook lies down with his head on my lap.

"Hehe, see, Nobita again spoiled everything," I laugh like a child. "Ah, sometimes I feel like I married a child who loves Pokémon and Doraemon," he says, patting my head as I continue to laugh.

"Jungkook, give me the remote," I playfully demand, attempting to snatch it from him. He gives in when I make a crying face, and he leads me to our room, where he carefully lays me on the bed.

"Good night," he says, and before he can fully comprehend what's happening, I grab his collar and kiss him on the lips. "Good night," I say, giggling mischievously.

"Have a good sleep," he says, lying beside me and pulling me into a warm embrace. I feel incredibly content, grateful for the life I have with him, although my dream of going to IIT lingers in the back of my mind.

"Tomorrow, we have to go meet your parents," Jungkook mentions, his cheeks getting a playful pinch from me before I drift off to sleep.

I wake up soon after and head to the bathroom for a shower. When I return to the room, I don't find Jungkook there. He's also not downstairs when I come down. I see him in the kitchen, cooking our breakfast. We eat together, and I make sure to feed Bam and Kiwi as well. The world seems brighter with Jungkook by my side.

"Let's go, y/n," he says, leaving the maid and guards behind to take care of Bam and Kiwi. I sit in the car with him, and after a while, we find ourselves in his private jet.

"Y/n," he says, placing his hand on my thigh. I slap his hand gently, and he pouts, asking, "What?"

"Don't touch me," I say firmly, resting my head on his shoulder. I soon fall asleep, finding comfort in his embrace. His arm wrapped around me brings a sense of safety and security.

I wake up to find myself in an unfamiliar room, but soon recognize that it's Jungkook's mansion in India. I look to the side and see Jungkook lying beside me. His hand rests gently on my waist, hugging me tightly. I can't help but admire his adorable and serene face. There is no one else who can match his beauty.

A/n Perspective [ PoV ]

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