SIR! ✔️

THIRTEEN

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Seokjin

Jungkook is having a full-blown panic attack. I guide him outside to the balcony so that he can get some fresh air. Taking his hands, I make him sit on my lap. "Look at me, baby boy. Look at me", I tell him. He does. "I'm fine. I'm safe. You're safe. Look at me, I'm right here, holding you", I tell him softly. "Sir", he says, starting to cry. "Breath baby boy, everybody is fine, and Robert is going away for a long time", I say. He hugs me tightly, crying hard into my neck. "Let it out baby, let it all out. I'm right here", I say, easing his mind.

When he finally settles down, he looks exhausted. "Let's go put you to bed", I say. "No", he tries to protest. "Are you telling me no. You are going to lay down and rest, you have had a very hard day", I say with a bit of forcefulness. "Yes sir", he pouts. I get him upstairs and out of his clothes.  "Climb in love", I say. He snuggles under the covers, and when I lay next to him, he lays his head on my chest. "Is he really going away", he asks sleepily. "Yes baby, Yoongi is going to make sure of it", I tell him, kissing his head. "Good riddance, now we can finally live a normal life without looking over our shoulders", he says.

When I hear his soft snores, I slide out of the bed and head back downstairs. Everyone is still here waiting to hear how Jungkook is doing. "He is fine, shaken up but he's okay now", I tell them. "I am heading to the police station now. I want to make sure Robert gets booked in and all the charges stick", Yoongi says. "What about Mr. Yeon, according to Su-ye, he was in on it", I ask. "I'll have him picked up also", Yoongi says. "We are going to head out too so that you can take care of Jungkook", Hoseok says. I see everyone out and lock up for the night.

My boy is still sleeping soundly when i go back upstairs, so I decide to take a shower. I think I sweated thru my clothes thru that whole ordeal downstairs. I just hope all this is over for Jungkook's sake. He can't take all this drama. After getting dressed I see a message on my phone. It's from Namjoon asking if he can come up and talk. I tell him to come over and check on Jungkook one more time before going back downstairs. Snug as a bug. I kiss his temple and head down to wait for Joon.

"Come on in. Everything okay", I ask. He follows me into the living room, and I hand him a beer from the bar. "I just wanted to talk with no one around", he explains. "Wow, sounds serious", I say. If he tells me that I can end my marriage to Jungkook now, he is going to be very disappointed. "I wanted to say thank you for everything", he says. "Thank me for what", I ask confused. "Taking care of my brother. I am really glad he has you. My dad is still concerned, but I think that's because he doesn't understand Jungkook's issues", he says. "I love him, Joon. I think I always have. You will never have to worry about him", I tell him. "My dad will get used to it. He's known you since you were a kid", he says laughing.

Jungkook

Waking up and not seeing Jin next to me, causes me to panic. I climb out of bed and head downstairs. That's when I hear voices. "Hyung, Sir", I say climbing into Jin's lap. "You okay", Jin asks me, squeezing me too him. "You weren't there when I woke up", I whine. "Sorry baby, your brother wanted to talk to me", I tell him. "Everything okay", I ask, looking at Namjoon. He stands, kissing the top of my head, "everything is great little brother. I am happy that we can all be together here." "Me too, Hyung", I say.

After he leaves, Jin and I sit a bit longer. I love his lap, it's my favorite spot. I lay my head on his shoulder while he holds me. "Hungry, we didn't get to eat dinner because we were interrupted", he says. His phone buzzes in his pocket and he pats my ass. "Scoot, so I can get my phone", he says. I slide off but stay right next to him. "It's Yoongi wanting to know if he can come by. That okay", he asks me. I nod, "but can we cook, I'm hungry." "Yes, love. Come on", he says, helping me up off the couch.

"I'll get the door", I say when we hear the knock. "Hey Kook", Yoongi says. "Hi Hyung", I say letting him in. I lead him into the kitchen where Jin is making spaghetti and meatballs. "Damn, it smells good in here", he says sitting at the kitchen island. "Want to stay for dinner", I ask. He chuckles, "no thank you Kook, you and Jin have had quite a day. I am sure you both need some alone time. I just came to give you an update." "Good news I hope", Jin says. He leans against the counter and pulls me to him, wrapping his arms around my shoulders.

"We picked up Mr. Yeon and charged him with conspiracy, he has agreed to testify against Robert for a lesser charge. Robert on the other hand is being charged with everything, the main one being murder for Su-ye. He has a bail hearing in the morning and the prosecutor is asking the judge to revoke bail because he is a flight risk", Yoongi explains. "So, we can finally stop looking over our shoulders", Jin says kissing the side of my neck. I smile, feeling the blush on my cheeks, "that sounds amazing." I turn in Jin's arms and kiss the breath out of him, "I love you. Sir."

"I love you too, baby boy. Let me show Yoongi out, and then we can eat", he says, pecking my lips. I make us plates, both with extra meatballs, and set them on a tray. He walks back in and looks at the plates. "I was hoping we could have dinner in bed, watch a movie and cuddle", I plead a little. He smiles at me, "of course, baby. Carry the tray, and I'll grab us some drinks."

After stuffing ourselves with spaghetti and watching a good movie, I snuggle into Seokjin's side. "Are you full baby boy", he asks kissing my head. "Yes, sir. It was so good", I say. It's nice to be able to lay here with my husband, in our bed without having to worry about someone trying to hurt us. I hear Jin's relaxed breath as he falls asleep. His wound was hurting so he took some medicine, making him sleepy. Wrapping my arms around him and closing my eyes. I can't help but smile. "I love you, Sir", I whisper.