Forbidden Kisses on a Harley| JJK

40

delilah's voice hitched with frustration for the hundredth time, " babe, i said i was sorry. what more do you want?"

jungkook toss the car keys on the table and walk upstairs to their shared bedroom. delilah stood there, her throat starting to hurt from keeping all the tears in.

it wasn't a big deal.

she just wanted to help.

what was so wrong with that?

what was it that her husband couldn't understand?

delilah's went to the kitchen and grab her bottle of water from the fridge. she nearly drank half of it and left the  remaining on the crystal island counter. she removed her heels and stroll up the stairs, entering the bedroom.

" babe..." she started but jungkook held his hand up, a gesture of warning her to not speak.

" you're being childish. you're behaving as if i kissed him or something."

a bitter laugh escaped jungkook. " ah," he scoffed, shaking his head. "childish? or protecting what's mine? unlike some people, i don't let someone peel my perilla leaves."

delilah throat burned, not just from the tears she swallowed, but from the acidic retort rising in her chest. " protect what mine?" she echoed, voice trembling with a hurt and fury. " is that what this is about, hub? possession? territory? i'm not a fucking object jungkook!"

her words struck a raw nerve, echoing in the hushed bedroom.

oh, the marriage life have been great for these two.

silly arguments are normal especially with newly weds.

it hasn't been too long since jungkook and delilah tied the knot. their wedding was somewhat huge but not too big to the exact. their close friends, family, and some trusted colleagues of delilah from work.

delilah's father took an early vacation from the military to come to his daughter's wedding which was also when he met jungkook for the first and the man immediately took a liking to the tattoo artist.

" don't twist it like that," he hissed, his voice strained.

" it's about trust. boundaries. you crossed a line, delilah."

" your wife helping your best friend has nothing to do with trust! you're starting a petty ass argument with me because of this foolishness?"

" grow up" delilah mumbled and walked passed jungkook and into her closet. jungkook let out a sigh and sat on the bed. delilah changed out of her outfit and went to the bathroom to shower.

jungkook's phone dinged with a text message from his 97 liner group chat. he ignored it but the messages kept popping up. he took his phone and opened them.

eunwoo:
bro..
are you mad at me?

eunwoo:
i'm sorry.
lilah was just helping me.
nothing is going to happen between us.
i'm not like that.

eunwoo:
you know that bro.
you're my best friend...

mingyu:
kook it was nothing serious.
she only helped him because he was
struggling to peel it off.

jungkook:
you couldn't have helped him?

mingyu:
seriously, bro??
you're behaving as if delilah is some
possession or something.
she just wanted to help.

eunwoo:
i'm not going to sleep until you talk to me.

jungkook:
we fought..

mingyu:
oh kook...
did you talk it out after?