Heart wants what it wants [Completed ✅] [ JJK × Reader ]

Meeting his Parents

In the dimly lit room her ragged breathing echoed and cold sweat started forming on her forehead. She hysterically opened her eyes and gulped the lump down her dry throat. Her body started feeling weird, a strong restlessness occupied her and she absent mindedly looked around before searching for something. Upon finding nothing her panick started increasing and her beat went haywire.
Jiah(mumbling hysterically):"Where are those ? I put them here."
Slapping the buttons on, she switched on the lights and her eyes roamed around looking for the d√ugs, soon she started shuffling around the things, bed, duvets, cupboards and upon finding nothing mewls escaped her lips in desperation.
Jack, who was sleeping on the couch in living room, instantly woke up from all the commotion and upon realizing the situation dashed into the bedroom just to find Jiah in utterly messy state. His heart, all over again shattered but he got hold of himself and strolled towards her pulling her hyper self into his arms.
Jack (slightly jerking her):"Jiah ! Jiah ! Look at me !"
He spoke loud and clear.
She stopped struggling for a moment and looked at the familiar face before her eyes welled up and she blabbered.
Jiah:"Jack ! Jack give me those ! That powder please !"
She almost begged and it left him heart broken.
He tried to calm her down by whispering sweet words and caressing her hair but she wasn't listening at all, instead her condition was going bizarre, she was screaming and struggling to get out of his hold.
Suddenly, he tightly gripped her arms and shook her fiercely before shouting at her.
Jack:"GET BACK IN YOUR SENSES JIAH !!!!!! LOOK AT ME !!!! LISTEN TO ME !!!!!! I SAID LOOK AT ME !!!! STOP !!!!!"
He roared and she halted for a moment, staring at him before her pupils moved backwards and she fainted in his arms. He sucked a sharp breath to stop his tears that were at the bay, and hugged her small figure close to himself.
Gathering her in his arms he affectionately but with pain stared at her sweaty face and softly started wiping her face with his hands. His heart cried.
Jack:"I promise you'll be okay. I promise you."
He mumbled and picked her up, taking her to the bed before calling his doctor.
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Sitting Infront of his parents you were quite nervous. You had just come back from university and his parents were already at home waiting for both of you. Jungkook, upon noticing your nervousness, held your fragile hand softly and interwined his long fingers with your petite ones.
You looked at him and he blinked back at you, assuringly.
You slightly bit insides of your cheek and looked back at his parents who were quiet, his mother was observing your interaction with Jungkook.
Mrs Jeon(smiling softly):"Don't be nervous yn-ah. I told you dear, you won't find me strict like typical mother in laws."
She said with a laugh to make the atmosphere light hearted making you small slightly. Jungkook chuckled.
Yn:"Thanks aunt."
Your gaze shifted to mr Jeon who was unbothered all this time, didn't even look at your and Jungkook's direction, while there was that constant frown on his forehead, expressions of complete displeasure.
Mr Jeon:"I'll be in our room honey. I want to take rest."
He said to Mrs Jeon before standing up. Fixing his coat he made his way upstairs without sparing anyone any glance.
You looked at Jungkook and then at Mrs Jeon who sighed.
Mrs Jeon:"He's angry with you Jungkook. You really disappointed."
You averted your eyes at Jungkook and saw him brushing his hand through his hair in distress. Rolling his tongue inside his mouth he leaned back on the sofa, your hand was still in his protective grasp.
Jungkook:"I know mom."
He said, a tone of sadness in his voice. His thumb caressed your hand.
Mrs Jeon once again sighed and nodded before looking back at you. She smiled.
Mrs Jeon:"Yn, come sit here."
She patted the place beside her before taking her handbag and started searching for something in there.
You tried to stand up but your hand was still in Jungkook's grip. He looked at you and smiled, mischievously. You slightly glared at him signalling him to leave your hand but instead he tightened his grip a little more.
Yn:"Jungkook, leave my hand."
You whispered.
Oh my oh, poor guy was once again smitten for you, that innocent glare and puffed up cheeks due to cute anger, oh what's not there for him to d!e for you. He grinned and leaned a little towards your ear, whispering.
Jungkook:"You know what, I want to squish your cheeks so badly right now. You're looking so adorable."
His hot breath caused the goosebumps to appear on your skin nevertheless you struggled to get your hand out of his grip and he eventually loosened his grasp letting you take your hand away, so that you won't hurt yourself in that struggle.
You internally sighed in relief before getting up And taking a seat beside Mrs Jeon. Jungkook slightly cackled, totally enjoying your sulky face.
Mrs Jeon finally fished out something from her bag, and looked at you gently. It was a box, of jewelry. She opened it and revealed a beautiful diamond bracelet.
Mrs Jeon:"How's it ? Do you like it ?"
You smiled at her.
Yn:"It's beautiful."
Mrs Jeon:"Really. Good that you liked it. This is a gift for you, from my side."
She said softly and you slightly shook your head.
Yn:"There's no need for it aunt-"
Mrs Jeon:"Shhh ! There's a need for it honey. I just wanted to gift my daughter in law something, will you not accept it ?"
You sighed softly.
Mrs Jeon:"Now give me your hand."
You reluctantly held your hand out Infront of her and she smiled before tieing the dainty bracelet around your fragile wrist.
Mrs Jeon:"It is complimenting your beauty."
You smiled coyly, thanking her politely.
Jungkook looked at the scene with a warm smile, his heart bursting in joy. You glanced at him for a brief moment and his smile deepened even more. You quickly looked away from him.
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Mrs Shin bit her lower lip in nervousness when Mr Shin asked about Jiah during dinner. She just replied that Jiah was in her room, sleeping. Don't know why but Mr Shin's heart was anxious, he wanted to see jiah. And he couldn't stop himself hence started going to her room.
Mrs shin worriedly followed behind him.
He slowly opened the door and saw Jiah who was sleeping comfortably under the duvets, dim night lights were falling on her face. His eyes softened. Mrs shin quietly stood at her place, watching them.
Mr shin made his way and took a seat beside her, he sighed in relief after seeing her fine in front of his eyes, and then caressed her hair.
Mrs Shin lowly called him.
Mrs Shin:"Honey."
He looked at her questionably.
Mrs Shin (sighing):"She has fractured her ankle."
Mr shin frowned in worry.
Mr shin:"What ?"
He instantly stood up and removed the duvet from her feet watching her one foot with the plaster.
His heart ached.
Mr shin:"How did this happen ?"
He asked in pain.
Mrs shin patted his shoulder before again covering Jiah's feet with the duvet.
Mrs shin:"Don't worry. She's fine now. It'll heal soon, till then she said she wants to spend time at Irene's, she will be bored here."
Mrs shin explained as Jack and Irene told her to do.
Mr shin sighed and rubbed his temple before sitting beside jiah again.
He knew it would take at least two months to get healed, and he knew she won't stop no matter what he says hence he just nodded quietly. His warm gaze was fixed on his daughter.
Mrs shin looked at them for a few seconds before moving out of the room, leaving them alone.
After she went out closing the door, Mr shin stared softly at his daughter, one of his two precious daughters.
Mr shin:"Get well soon, my little princess."
He still remembered the day he held her for first time, she was so tiny, like a fluff. In his eyes she was still a child.
His tired eyes became glossy at the rememberance of how the distance grew between them. His daughter was just like him, egoistic.

Flashback
Mr shin:"Jiah."
He called his little daughter softly who was looking away from him.
He slightly caressed her hair but she pushed his hands away.
He sighed in despair.
Mr shin:"Why aren't you eating jiah ?"
He asked gently. She blinked her teary eyes and looked at him but the h@te in her eyes slit his heart. What did he do to deserve this ?
Mr shin:"Jiah-"
Jiah:"I hate you dad."
She mumbled. Mr shin fell silent as his heart dropped in stomach.
Jiah:"You took mom away from me. Now everyone says she's never going to come back."
He gulped the lump of his own tears and held her smol hands carefully.
Mr shin:"Your mom is at better place jiah. She's in heaven."
She aggressively shook her head and jerked her hands away from his grip before looking at him with scrunched up face, that soon started crying.
Jiah:"You're bad. I hate you !"
The little stubborn girl screamed. A tear slid down Mr Shin's eyes and he pulled his daughter in his embrace but she wiggled out of his embrace and ran out of the room.
Mrs shin who was still not married to Mr shin, was looking at this standing in a corner, her heart broke for that little girl. She had been trying to take care of Jiah ever since her sister passed away but Jiah was not willing to receive any of that care, she didn't like Mrs shin.

Flashback ends
Like this, the distance between them kept growing and it came to the point where none of them contacted each other anymore.
After growing up Jiah didn't hate Mrs shin but she also never really grew close to her stepmother as well. In short she never really considered her as her mother, but Mrs shin used to call her to ask her whereabouts and jiah politely answered her each call. Though that invisible cold wall between them always remained.
Mr shin, used to ask about Jiah's well-being either from yn or Mrs shin. Even when he did call Jiah the conversation between them would always be short and to the point, sort of cold. Jiah, never once called him.
Mr shin released a deep heavy breath and bent forward placing a warm peck on her forehead before standing up. Covering her properly with the duvet he once again glanced affectionately at her, and moved out of the room, closing the door afterwards.
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