BRIDE WITH BENEFITS | JJK

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Your mother gets shocked to see you in front of her as she opens the door. You hug her immediately.

"What did they do? Just tell me what did they do," your father comes shouting from behind.

He tries to call your in laws immediately but they don't pick up probably out of shame that their son behaved like that.

"Let me get her in the bed first," your mother says pushing aside your father and takes you to the bedroom helping you lay down. Your father brings in the bags.

"I can't do it anymore," you cry trying not to.

"What happened?" Your mother caresses your cheeks, wipes your tears.

"I've been enduring so much umma. Still my feelings are like dust to him. I do everything I can for him. This whole pregnancy thing was so unexpected. For as long as I knew, I felt so scared, so anxious, so stressed. I endured it all because it made him so so happy. He's been through much in life so I thought if this brings him happiness then I'll put myself aside and give him this. Is it my fault if it was ectopic?" You cry pouring out all that was bottled inside for so long.

"Obviously not honey," she says.

"I told him we can start trying as soon as I recover. What else do I do? I just can't understand what he wants. All I need is for him to sit beside me and grieve with me. Is it too much to ask for?" You ask.

"You can get pregnant again. What did he say?" She enquires.

"He thinks he was the reason that I almost died. And now he says he'll never have a baby with me. Umma, I want a baby. I want to be a mother and I want him to be a father too because I know for sure it'll make him happy. If not now we can wait but he's just... He made me go through a week of hell after our wedding. I kept quiet. I gave him a chance. What else? How long? I'm tired now. I'm tired of suffering," you say wiping your tears. You look away ceasing to cry now.

"What do you want? Tell me," she asks in a gentle tone.

"I don't wanna go back," you speak lowly holding her hand.

"Then you don't have to. Just focus on yourself right now. You just had surgery and lost a lot of blood. You need to get back your strength."

Her hands caressing your hair in such a gentle manner bring you so much comfort. You lay your head in her lap and try to calm down. You need peace of mind and nothing else at this moment.

"Look I brought chocolates for you. This used to be your favorite when you were a child. I remember how you used to beg me to buy you these," your father says sitting down beside you.

He feels bad too. Feels bad that he didn't try to make you understand your worth. Feels bad that he belittled you so much all your life that you endure similar things from other people too. He feels bad for it all. No father likes to see his daughter suffer like this. He forgets he was the cause of suffering for you before. It's like he has learnt the value of your existence only after you left the house.

You try to just rest and sleep for the remaining part of the day. Your mother forcefully feeds you a meal even though you weren't in the mood to eat.

The next morning you're woken up  your dad bringing in a flower bouquet says he asked who sent it and it was your husband.

The second day, chocolates arrive.

The third day, a dress arrives..

The fourth day, a bracelet arrives.

You text him not to send all this stuff. Nothing's gonna woo you now.

You know all his little tricks. He took you out on dates every weekend while you dated.

Malls, restaurants, movies, workshops it was something or the other already planned by him every damned weekend.

He even took you for a day trip once.  You took a train to a nearby town. Ate local food then rested in a hotel.

You hyped yourself up thinking he wanted to take it further. You were ready even then for anything he was up for. But he never asked. He never laid a finger on you.

Every time he dropped you after the most romantic dinners, you waited and waited trying to delay getting out of the car just to get to kiss him.

You dreamt. You dreamt too much. Maybe that was your fault.

You dreamt of babies who look like him. Three or four, a big family considering you two are financially well off.

You dreamt of a big house with kids and pets running around while you two laid in the grass without having to care about a thing.

You would work hard too. For them, for your family. You dreamt too much that was your fault.

You saw your dreams coming true, almost had them in your hands. It was a start, the first step. A new addition to your team. A bundle of great joy.

You'd compromise. You would be sufficed with just one. If he's scared by several pregnancies, you'd be ready to adjust.

What you just can't do is give up your dream of a family. A family with him. No matter how big or small.

You had prepared yourself to take it all. The nausea, the cramps, the fatigue, the hunger, the discomforts. Even though you weren't initially but you were slowly preparing for it.

The fifth day, you sigh in relief when no other package arrives for you.

You think he's given up. You feel scared that he's just not gonna come around anymore.

As much as you despise him, you also love him. It's so complicated. It makes your head ache if you start to think about it.

You were proven wrong. Nothing came because something else was coming.

Jeon Jungkook himself has arrived. Kneeling down by your door, he bows his head down and makes cries of apology.

Author's note
Sorry for such a late update
Also this isn't the finest chapter sorry