A Blast From The Past (Jungkook FF 21+)

chapter 18

Y/n pov

It was our last day in Seoul and we decided to spend it on the beach, all together. I couldn't believe this week flew by, so fast. This time was different, though. I really didn't want to go back and leave Jungkook behind. Not now that we had found each other again. Jungkook had begged me to postpone the trip back to NY but we both knew the responsibilities our position held. We talked about last night's dinner, our future plans and the fact that, if I couldn't manage to get back in Seoul, as the head of the overseas company, he would definitely find a way to be with us in NY. At this point, I knew we couldn't stay away from each other, nor did I want Jung Hee to stay away from his father. I was staring intently at the two of them when I heard Namjoon whisper into my ear.
"A penny for your thoughts." Smiling at him, I replied.
"I didn't think I'd be third wheeling them." I confessed to him. The two of them were building sand castles, just above the high-tide water line.
"Let them be." He said nonchalantly, looking far away on the horizon, as if trying to figure out something.
"Since when have you become so indulgent towards him?! I'm actually curious." I asked, with a noticeable expectation.
"Many things have happened while you were away." It kinda felt more like a reprimand than a revelation.
"You have no idea how much he needed this. This is the first time, in years, I'm seeing him smile. Like really smile." Turning around, I looked at Jungkook and he was truly happy. He had a new light in his eyes. And, Jung Hee had never been that happy, either. He was thriving in his father's presence. My heart was so full of them. But, when I turned back to look at Namjoon, my happiness was short-lived. He looked so low-spirited that was trying so hard to mask it through a forced smile.
"And what about you?! Are you happy?!" I asked, in the hope he would finally spill.
"Define happiness." He answered with another question, trying to avoid the topic. Seeing me put a pouty smile on my face, he added.
"I'm good, don't worry about me." He patted my back and then squeezed my arm, softly.
"But, I do worry about you." Even if it weren't in the way he wanted me to, I had to let Namjoon know I still cared about him.
"Hmmm...really?! I wouldn't have guessed. It took you five long years to tell me." His tone was a bit sarcastic mixed with a hint of longing, disappointment and something else.
"I thought you got over it already." I nudged his side with my elbow, wanting to kill off the tense atmosphere that was still ever-present between us, since the day we met again.
"I'll never get over you. You already know that." He turned to look at me, furrowing his brows for just a moment.
"Joonie..." He stopped me before I could say anything else.
"You shouldn't have ran away the way you did. Things may have turned out differently. You would still be living here now." He omitted to add "with me" cause it didn't matter, at this point. He looked at me then bowed down his head to stare at his foot which, by its own will, was trying to draw improbable things on the sand.
"And what about him?" I pointed my head towards Jungkook's direction.
"You think he would have let us get away with it?! Oh, come on, Joonie. Would you have raised his child as your own?! Did you want to get back at him, so badly?" I asked, already knowing the answer.
"I would have done it for you and for him, eventually." He smiled, looking at Jung Hee.
"It would have been hard, though. I have to admit it. Imagine having to compete for your love with another Jeon...AGAIN." He tried to smile while stressing the last word.
"You've only blamed Jungkook all of this time but, it takes two to tango. I was at fault, too. More than him, if you ask me." Understanding my distress, he put his arm around my waist and pulled me close to him, giving me a small peck on my head.
"What's done is done. I just wish you hadn't run away from our wedding venue, the way you did. I nearly lost my mind that day. Before I found the letter, I mean." Then, absentmindedly, he started massagging his temples thinking about the next thing to say.
"Y/n...techincally speaking, you're still my wife." He finally blurted out the unresolved issue that had been lingering on between us, all of this time. We were both facing the shore when we heard a voice behind us.
"She's your what?!"
Taehyung and Jane exclaimed in unison. We both jumped, not expecting anyone to be so close.
"Dude, what the hell!" Namjoon gave Taehyung a death stare.
"We wanted to surprise you but..." Taehyung was making all kinds of gestures, pulling his hair out, clearly still in shock and sort of waiting for an explanation.
"OMG, I can't believe this. I mean...this is huge. Like how?! When? Why didn't anyone know about this?!" Both of them were still in disbelief.
"Because this is a personal matter. And, you're not supposed to be eavesdropping on people." Namjoon was really getting pissed at Taehyung but was cut short by the latter.
"Kookie better not know about this or... ." He didn't get to finish the phrase when.
"I better not know about what?!"

This cliffhanger marks the ending of the first part of the story. In the next chapters, we'll dive into the past, when everything started. Hope you enjoy it :)

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