Shattered Deception. (jungkook and Yoongi ff) 21+

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As the day came to an end, the office slowly emptied out, leaving Jungkook immersed in tension over the missing file. Just then, Somi's urgent call broke through his thoughts, asking him to meet in her office immediately. With a heavy heart, Jungkook made his way to Somi's cabin, his mind already filled with dread.

Upon entering, he found Somi looking stern and impatient. She wasted no time and asked Jungkook if he had found the file. Sadly, Jungkook shook his head, confirming his failure to locate it. Somi's tone turned sharp as she expressed her disappointment. "Good! Tomorrow the dealers are coming. What should I show to them? You've lost your position. I can't believe you can't handle such a small project and keep it safe. How irresponsible of you, Jungkook," Somi's frustration was evident in her words.

She continued, "Now, what should I tell them? That we lost the file? My mind is in turmoil, and I am truly angry with you. Don't even show me your face. Get out of my cabin now!" With a heavy heart, Jungkook left Somi's office and made his way back to his desk.

Frustration and disappointment boiled within him as he reached his desk. In a moment of anger and despair, Jungkook slammed his hands on the table, cursing himself softly. "How could I have lost it? How could I mess up this badly?" he muttered to himself, feeling the weight of his mistake pressing down on him.

Feeling the weight of his failure heavy on his shoulders, Jungkook wrestled with a mix of emotions - regret, frustration, and self-doubt. The disappointment in Somi's eyes echoed in his mind, amplifying his feelings of inadequacy.

As he sat at his desk, Jungkook tried to calm his racing thoughts and come up with a plan to make amends. He couldn't afford to let this mistake define him, not when his career hung in the balance.

Taking a deep breath, Jungkook got up and left the office Jungkook's mind was in turmoil as he drove home, the weight of the day's events heavy on his shoulders. He pulled into the driveway and made his way to the front door.

Jungkook stormed into the house, his footsteps heavy with frustration and anger. Yn watched him with concern, her heart sinking as she sensed the storm brewing within him.

"Jungkook, did you find your file?" Yn's voice was soft, trying to diffuse the tension that hung in the air.

Jungkook turned towards her, his eyes dark with pent-up emotions. "Can you let me come in, in my own house?" His tone was sharp, cutting through Yn's attempt to reach out.

Yn stepped back, hurt flashing in her eyes as she replied, "Of course, Jungkook. Please, come in."

As Jungkook made his way to their room, Yn followed him, her worry growing with each step. "Why don't you freshen up and join me for dinner?" she suggested, hoping to calm him down.

Jungkook spun around, his frustration spilling over. "I'm not hungry," he snapped, the weight of the day's events pressing down on him.

Yn swallowed, her voice tinged with concern, "You didn't even have breakfast this morning. Please have dinner, Jungkook."

But Jungkook's walls were up, fortified by disappointment and anger. "I said I am not hungry. Don't force me. You are my wife, not my ruler," he retorted, his words laced with bitterness.

His next words cut deep, a reflection of his inner turmoil laid bare. "You know what? I lost the file I needed for the position I worked so hard for. I did everything for that position. I even took you on our honeymoon because of that job I was aiming for. And now I'm in debt, both financially and emotionally."

Yn's eyes widened with shock and hurt at his outburst. She followed him to their room, her heart aching for the pain he was carrying.

Yn stood in the dimly lit living room, her heart pounding with a mix of confusion and hurt. Jungkook's words echoed in her mind, each syllable stabbing at her core. She stared at him, searching for any trace of the man she had fallen in love with, but all she saw was a storm of anger and frustration brewing in his eyes.

Jungkook's voice was like thunder in the small room, his words lashing out with a force that left Yn reeling. "Because of the honeymoon, I wish I had never taken you on the honeymoon," he spat, the bitterness palpable in his tone. "You know how big my dreams were. Everything is over. Nice house. Big car. Have you ever seen how small my house is? This is my car. Life is not even a brand. I wanted to live a luxurious life, and I am a middle-class child."

Yn felt her throat constrict with unspoken words, the weight of his disappointment crushing her. His dreams, once shared whispers in the night, now felt like jagged shards tearing them apart. "Jungkook, I..." she began, her voice barely a whisper before he turned away, his steps heavy as he stormed towards their room.

As Yn followed him, her footsteps faltered, each step heavy with the weight of their shattered dreams. She found him standing by the window, his silhouette a stark contrast against the moonlit night. Yn's eyes widened with shock, tears threatening to spill over as she tried to make sense of the hurt etched across his features.

"Jungkook, please," Yn pleaded softly, her voice trembling with emotion. "I never wanted to cause you pain. I thought... I thought we shared those dreams, together." Her voice wavered, the words hanging heavy in the air, pleading for him to hear her, to understand the depth of her love and devotion.

Jungkook remained silent, his back turned to her, a wall of hurt and frustration separating them. Yn felt a wave of helplessness wash over her, each heartbeat echoing the growing chasm between them. She reached out tentatively, her fingertips brushing his shoulder, seeking a connection that seemed to slip further away with each passing moment.

As they stood there, caught in a whirlwind of emotions and unspoken truths, a soft voice broke through the tension. Jungkook's mother stood in the doorway, her eyes filled with a mixture of concern and empathy. "Dear, don't cry," she said, her voice gentle yet firm as she reached out to Yn, enveloping her in a comforting embrace.

Yn's shoulders shook with silent sobs as she leaned into Jungkook's mother's embrace, the floodgates of her emotions finally breaking free. The weight of their shared pain and discord hung heavy in the air, each breath a struggle against the storm raging within.

Jungkook's mother held Yn close, a silent beacon of strength and understanding in the midst of chaos. Her touch was a balm to Yn's wounded heart, offering a glimmer of hope amidst the darkness that threatened to consume them.

As Yn's tears slowly subsided, Jungkook's mother led her to the kitchen, a quiet sanctuary away from the turmoil of emotions that raged in the living room. She sat Yn down gently, a warm cup of tea appearing in her hands as she offered a small smile of reassurance.

"Dear, I know things may seem overwhelming right now, but remember, love is a journey filled with twists and turns," Jungkook's mother said softly, her voice a soothing melody in the midst of chaos. "Let your hearts speak the words your lips cannot, and may understand blossom where hurt has taken root."

Yn gazed at Jungkook's mother, her eyes reflecting a mix of gratitude and uncertainty. The weight of their unspoken words hung heavy in the air, a barrier that felt insurmountable in the wake of their shattered dreams.

But as Yn sat in the warmth of the kitchen, a seed of hope began to bloom in her heart. Perhaps in the darkness of their pain, there lay a glimmer of light, a chance for healing and understanding to pave the way for a new beginning. And as Jungkook's mother sat beside her, a silent pillar of support, Yn found a flicker of courage amidst the shadows that threatened to consume them.
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