𝐌𝐀𝐅𝐈𝐀'𝐒 𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐄 | 𝐉𝐉𝐊

22

Y/N'S POV-

Jungkook was not the sort of man who went back on his word, which was what made me shocking as he let me meet my sister.

I was half-sure I was hearing voices when Yoonji called me from the elevator. But then there she was.

And I just... I shattered.

I was actually embarrassed after the tears dried and my sister and I made our way to the kitchen just how hard I'd cried on her.

"I guess I've been bottling up more than I realized." I admitted as I went to the coffee machine since no one I knew liked caffeine quite as much as my sister.

I had to admit to myself at least that ever since the tub incident and the wedge it had put between jungkook and me, the loneliness had really started to creep in. Sure, I had Jun and Tun who were steadily becoming more like friends than just guards. But I felt like I needed to be really careful what I said around them since their loyalty would always be to their brother, to their Family.

I didn't really ever recognize just how much I'd come to rely on my family for emotional regulation until I couldn't just pick up a phone and call them or drop over and see them.

Without them, I felt so incredibly, bone-deep alone.

"It's no wonder with that f#cking monster you married." Yoonji said, dropping down on the stool at the island, tapping her short nails on the counter. 

"I'm okay," I told her, passing her the cup of coffee and some sugar. "Really. Crazy emotional display aside, I'm okay," I insisted, reaching across the island to give her hand a squeeze. 

"He's... he's not that bad."

"Really?" she asked, gaze guarded as i gave her an assuerd nod. 

It's true tho. After that tub incident, I didn't dare look up at his face or talk to him. And he tried his level best to talk to me or even get my attention. 

"There are a lot of windows here," she said, nodding at them. "They have some sort of block on them, though. You can't see in. Even with night vision."

"You've been watching the apartment with night vision?"

"No. This was the first time I got into this area of The Busan. His little guards are everywhere. And we look a lot alike. There was no way they wouldn't know who I was and that I didn't belong. But the kid that is usually watching the street was being hassled by the cops, so I was able to sneak in. Then got caught by that stupidly good looking asshole."

"Which one? They are all effortlessly attractive."

" chimmy? Jimmy? I don't know. Something ridiculous like that."

"Jimin." I supplied. "He's really not so bad."

"If I have bruises on my arm, I have to pay him a visit."

"You did not threaten them..." I grumbled, eyes closing, looking for a little patience.

"Only to cut off his fingers and potentially pour hot grease over his house."

"Oh, is that all?" I asked, deadpan, getting a smile out of her.

"You do seem... okay," she said. "Aside from the crying."

"I missed you. I miss everyone," I admitted. "I think I was just overwhelmed."

"Honestly, I'm kind of shocked he let me see you. I just figured I might catch sight of you, or you might hear me, and know we love you and are impatiently waiting for you to be able to contact us."