[NOTE -The story was going maximum in third-person POV till now.but from now on it will be mostly in YN and JK's POV.]
-AT NIGHT-
[In Bedroom]YN POV-
Our lunch-date went so well that it will take a top place in the list of my "Happy-Memories".Well, with him every damn moment is special.
God knows how I got a loving life partner like Jungkook.
After dinner I showed Kook my paintings and sketches. Not gonna lie he is the only one who has always supported me and my passion. As always he praised my drawings so much that I'm still blushing and feeling proud of myself.
Now we are lying in bed, in our shared bedroom. His big hand is wrapped around my waist. He put his face in the crook of my neck. His hot breath tickles my skin.
Jesus,does he know what he is doing to me with his actions?
He snuggles more.
"Sleep fast Baby.You need to come with me tomorrow.", Jungkook spoke all of a sudden.
"Where Kook?",I asked being confused.
" To my office. Tomorrow we will go together. Okay Love?"
"Is there anything special Kook?",I asked being curious.
" Why-my gorgeous wife coming to my office, isn’t it a very special thing?", he chuckled.
"You don't leave a chance to -", he cut me off by saying, " Yes Carrot I don’t leave any chance and right now I will not miss the chance to kiss you as well."
He sealed his lips with mine.we kissed quite passionately. More than 7 years we are together but still his kiss makes me blush everytime like a silly teenager.
"Kook-"
"No more words Carrot, Sleep now."
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"Kook wait how am I looking?",I asked fixing my hair.
" You always look stunning Love."
Jungkook came towards me and gently took my hand.His soft lips touched my hand knuckles giving me a euphoric feeling inside my body.~~~~~~
Holding hands,We entered into Jungkook's office.The opulence in every corner of this building leaves me speechless.
Well,everybody bowed respectively seeing us and greeted us "Good Morning", Jungkook didn’t greet back.I don't know why he wears his cold emotionless face when he is in his work place.But I greeted back polity.
We reached the 5th floor and he didn’t let go of my hand from his grip.
Isn’t he acting like an overprotective hubby? Yes he is.
I'm just following him behind like an obedient kid.But his phone rang.After talking in his phone he said-
" Wait here YN I am coming in 5 mins."
I nodded.I was looking here and there but right then my eyes caught some familiar figures, yes they are the same employees who made me insecure the last time.They are coming in this direction.
Seems like I got noticed by them. Whatever I don’t care.
One of them approached me.
"Well, how are you Mrs Jeon? You are obviously good because who would be unhappy with a hot man like JEON JUNGKOOK.Right?", She chuckled mockingly..
I wanted to reply her back but just then the other female employee who is totally looking like a bitch with her heavy make-up spoke.
" Say me what kind of black magic you did to our Boss huh? That he married a girl like you who is just a most ordinary girl- Ohh sorry Mrs. Jeon YN is a cheap painter too..",they laughed making my blood boiled.
"Miss mind your own business. And instead of insulting others, just do your work properly in your work-place.", I finally replied back. Maybe my words came out a bit harshly but they deserved it after-all.
"Work - yes we are working perfectly but first give us some tips of your work that you did.... I mean how to seduce any rich guy?You definitely seduced -
Her words got cut off by a loud manly voice.And it was none other than my Kook.Anger is clearly visible in his face.
" Say one more bad word about her and you will be fired Miss."
~To be continued ~
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Fanfiction"Can't I hug my own wife with my own hands."*pout* •Disclaimer • Hello,, Dear! It's BTS's youngest member, Jungkook ff.I hope you will enjoy it.Stay with me and with the story till the end.And for your kind information,, It's just my own imagination...