"I can find it... Where did I put it....", my hands were shaking as I looked for my wedding and engagement ring. I was applying hand cream last night when I took them off and placed them here probably. My phone was blowing up with calls and messages, I was already late for birthday procrastinating. All of this was due to my internal panic of answering my family once again about the absence of my husband.
"Your Grace.... What happened?", it was his voice as he entered my room and saw me throwing things here and there.
"I put them right here....m-my rings. I can't find them....", I said panicking. There wasn't anything to panic because those were just rings, but my inner chaos made me do it. As I told you, these days I would panic, trigger and get angry at small inconveniences.
I was so panicked that I missed his soft eyes on me, probably smiling of how childish I am, "Your Grace.... Breathe....", he said coming in between me and the table I was searching on, "Please sit down, stylist just did your hair... I will find them for you....", he smiled as he gestured me to sit on the chair.
He removed his coat and placed it beside me on the coffee table, rolled his sleeves and started looking for my rings, "Did you put them on top or in the drawer?", he spoke, "I don't remember.....", I said. I literally don't remember where I put them.
"It's alright I'll see.....", he said looking around the table then he knelt down and looked under it and then under the bed, "Maybe you placed them in the drawer, did you check them?", he spoke and I shook my head, "You can check....", I said totally forgetting something.
He nodded as he opened the first one and carefully checked in it, then the second one, they weren't in them. When he opened third drawer, my face flushed with embracement. I looked away, not having confidence to meet his judgmental eye because anyone who would see that will judge me. That drawer has well....my adult toys, viberators and stuff like that. What can I do? I have needs. I haven't been touched by my husband from months.
"They are here your Grace.....", he said as he closed the drawer and stood up. I now remember, I took them off this morning when I woke up with a morning wood desperate urge between my legs. I fidgeted with my fingers as if I have done some crime. I looked up and our eyes met, there was no judgement or mocking in his eyes. It was as if he had seen nothing.
He placed them on the palm of my hand, "Do not worry your head for such small matters when I am here.....", he smiled and I smiled too, "You should get changed now, we are on tight schedule.....", he said as he took his coat, while it was placed there I didn't fail to notice that inside of his coat, it was torn near the collar. Does he wears the same suit everyday? I thought.
I was somehow surviving the evening, meeting and greeting everyone. As I expected, everyone asked me about my husband, and I had the same excuse that he is busy. All of the people were attending with their families and I, incomplete as ever. "Hello, Jungkook....", my cousin Minhun spoke in a cheering voice.
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Blessing | Taekook
FanfictionStory of a fortunate boy Jeon Jungkook, who tries to find the meaning of blessing through his own life. He always had everything status, family name, money, supporting family, love and a husband. Then why does he feel incomplete? Join his journey to...