𝐌𝐫. 𝐉𝐞𝐨𝐧'𝐬 𝐒𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐁𝐫𝐚𝐭 || 𝐊𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐉𝐢𝐧 𝐅𝐅

💍𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟. 43💍

Jin delivered another punch to the man’s face, standing tall and breathing heavily.

"How dare you touch me, huh? My own husband thinks twice before touching me because he knows what a diamond I am, and you did that just like that? Be grateful I’m not complaining to him, 'cause I’m afraid he may destroy your entire bloodline. I’m kind, so yeah."

With that, he spat on the man and walked toward the bathroom.

The crowd remained stunned, some in shock at how bold Jin had been, others surprised by his fierce demeanor despite his soft appearance. Jungkook stood among them, his expression a mix of pride and disbelief.

That was the Jin who had caught his attention all those years ago—the one who had stolen his heart and soul. But as he watched Jin dash into the bathroom, his proud smile faded, replaced by a dangerously cold expression that sent shivers down the spines of everyone nearby.

They all knew the dangerous, scary Jeon was about to make his presence felt.

Jungkook casually walked toward the man still sprawled on the floor, trying to recover from the shock of Jin’s attack.

"I knew you were cheap, Mr. Kang, but I didn't think you'd go so low as to dare touch...my husband," Jungkook said, his voice dripping with menace.

"Lee!" he suddenly called, summoning his assistant.

"Yes, boss?" Lee replied, quick to approach.

"I don’t want to see him or any of his family near the Asia continent," Jungkook instructed, stepping closer to the trembling man.

"Make sure he knows what hell is. Don’t kill him. I don’t believe in killing, but in torture." His sharp glare sent the message loud and clear, causing the man to tremble even more.
"Make sure he understands the consequences of even looking at my husband the wrong way."

With that, Jungkook turned and headed to the bathroom to check on his darling, determined to comfort Jin and make sure he was alright after the confrontation.

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"Aren't you mad?" Jungkook spoke softly as he closed the door, watching Jin stand in front of the mirror. The anger that usually characterized Jin melted away, revealing a vulnerable side he rarely showed.

Tears welled up in Jin's eyes, and he seemed to realize that his solace and protection lay with his husband.

Without another word, Jungkook gently spread his arms. Jin, needing the comfort, walked toward him and fell into his embrace.

"H-he touched me here..." Jin complained, gripping Jungkook's hand and placing it over the spot where the man had touched him. It was as if the disgusting contact would be erased by Jungkook's touch alone.

"I didn't know my darling needed to cry. I thought he broke things to hold his crying," Jungkook said with a light tone, hoping to lift Jin's spirits.

"Yeah... but I didn't find anything to break," Jin pouted, his mood slowly lifting.

"There were so many bigger vases and even a pyramid of glasses. You could've broken those," Jungkook teased, a smirk playing on his lips.

"That's a good idea, but I didn't want to destroy the fun for others," Jin smiled, feeling better.

"But my dress got ruined," Jin pouted again, glancing down at the stains marring the fabric.

"You can change it for now. I’ll ask someone to clean it without any stains, and if not, you can buy a new one," Jungkook said, playfully tugging at Jin's hair.