jeonkkives fluff collection

you pass on while giving birth | JJK

"no, no! don't leave me. this wasn't how it was suppose to end. what about seo? how am i- love, please don't. tell me it's a dream. hit me slap me punch me just don't go!" "you're gonna be fine. you'll raise her well. let her know... her mummy... always loves her" before you took your last breathe. as your soul left your body. at least he knows. you'll be in a better place.

your funeral day ;
he hears the cry of his baby girl but never tends to her as the maids do it. he can't face the baby. he has to attend your funeral. but he doesn't leave the house and tells the maid to bring his daughter first. he can't go.

back story.
jungkook was raised by a single mother whom died of cardiac arrest when he was 19. you were with him very step of the way. you were beside him when he broke down during the funeral. when he starved himself. when he was upset and angry. building him up to who he was today. but its your death now you died of undiagnosed advanced cancer and it was too late.

who would possibly comfort him. no one could do it like you did. he couldn't even face his daughter as it would make him break down.

when he saw her for the first time right after your death all he saw in her was you. it was his last time seeing her. since then he overworks himself with all the CEO things. he also had you as his assistant. he would get the old papers you'd do and sign them.

seeing your handwriting and little notes that you stick onto them still makes him tear up. somehow regretting making you work with him and instead go travelling and do whatever you wanted to do. but he couldn't blame himself. your health issue was undiagnosed...

yet he puts pressure on himself and over works himself on everything. whether it was his work or fitness.

present :
but today was different. he let the maids go for a day off. but instead of taking the chance to spend time with his daughter.

he calls his older sister over to watch over seo-a. "jeon, you should really spend some time with se-" "not now", he cut her off walking into his office as his sister bottle fed the little one.

his sister, jungha. was a mother of two with her husband. her kids were in school hence she was able to help out. but eventually she got a call from her sons school office. letting her know that her son was down with a fever.

"come in" jungkook spoke as he took off his glasses looking at his sister with his diaghtwr in her arms, standing by the door. "jungjae (her younger son) is sick. i really have to go. i will bring whatever you need in here. it will make it easier for you." jungha volunteered. "no thanks, just pit her to bed and in her crib that will do", jungkook spoke as he put back on his glasses and continued his paper work.

"jeon, look, i know this is tough for you. but you can't just abandon her like that and pretend nothing happened."
"im not pretending nothing happened. i just don't have time for her"
"maybe it's because you keep overworking yourself?! stop jeon. don't do this to yourself. it isn't healthy"
"who cares"
"me, the maids. every time they see you, i never had tie for seo-a. look, you've went through a lot. but would y/n really want this? it's her daughter too..."

those words hit jungkook. it was your daughter too. you may not be physically there but would you really appreciate the fact that the love of your life treats you child like that?

"just go" he spoke before his sister left the room. making sure seo-a was asleep before leaving.

timeskip
it's been 2 hours since his sisters left and the maids could be home as late as they want as long as they continued their work the next day. so now it was just seo-a with jungkook at home with a few guards.

seo-a was also hungry after being fed 2 hours ago. she started crying. she was fussy. she need the attention. the attention and love from both her parents. which now only jungkook could give.

he heard her cry's but tried to ignore it. eventually it got louder and a guard came in to let him know that his daughter was crying.

Jungkook nodded and sighed before removing his glasses and kept his table neat before leaving the room. entering his daughters room. where the little dumpling was fussing around with her hands and little feet. her hands were covered with small white mittens that she drooled on.

as she tried to scratch her face. he remembered his sisters words. "would y/n really want this.." he walked over to her crib. as seo-a made eye contact with him. her cries died down and showed her grabby arms.

but jungkook still haven't picked her up. she immediately started crying loud. he slowly placed his arms under her under arms. picking her up and holding her close to him as she got use to his scent. trying to grip onto his shirt.

her drooly mittens getting onto his top. he chuckled at her cute tiny behaviour as she calmed down. he slowly put her down on the changing table before removing her mittens and changing into a pair of clean ones.

he carried her like he did before. bringing her to the kitchen. "her milk is in the fridge. warm it up. drop a drop on your palm before seeing her and make sure it's not too warm or cold. lay her down and hold her bottle for her when she drinks" it wrote. he smiled at his sisters thoughtfulness.

he took the bottle out of the fridge and put it in a warmer machine to warm it up. bouncing her up and down so that she doesn't get fussy. when it was done. he followed the steps it wrote before sitting on the long couch.

placing her head on his arm near the elbow as her body on his lap. the other arm holding onto the bottle that aligned to her mouth. he pay her bum as she finished drinking. he burped her like how he saw his sister do before.

but she ended up puking out her food too. which spilled onto the back of his shirt. "shit" he tried to remain calm when he saw his daughter falling asleep. he put her on his bed and tucked her under the blanket before changing his top.

he entered the blanket as he had an arm around her. putting a kiss on her forehead and rubbing her tummy. "we love you, sleep tight" he spoke.

the end

note : in the last sentence. he said "we" as in y/n and him. y/n isn't around with her to say it. so he said it on behalf of her.