Rude husband

55: jungkook

ᄂ𝗣𝗹𝗮𝘆 ♪♫ 🍃: Those eyes by west on repeat for a better experience ;)

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“when God became bored, he created man Or was it when man became bored he created God?”

“because if God was alive, he wouldn't let it happen to me. Or was it that God was alive it happened to me?”

-His Pov-

“y/n, stay still I will check”

"I don't think so they will.. do something to me.." she muttered looking behind me towards the door of our room that lead downstairs to the hall and the ringing door bell.

what if they attacked us after knowing that I have quit the mafia?

Yeah the exact same mafia. That I worked my bones off for, Till my blood ran cold. Till i felt the skin scratching from my body.

Since childhood. I only wanted to feel loved, it wasn't possible after the mother went.

So i preferred letting the people afraid me. Fear me.

But with her. It's different. I have never once i asked her to love me. It just happened. Like when we start learning a bycycle? Slowly we get in the track. Each paddle grows a enraptured within the heart. That beats louder slowly and feels alive again.

That's how I remember falling for her. Deeply.

Now that I have quit the mafia, but the rivalry goes around for ages in my field of work, people forgive but never forget.

Including I, But since now I'm not the only one but the mother of my growing child is here right beside me.

And this time no one can defy me, trust me when I say this. This was it. I have lost the worst. I'm unstoppable, no one can harm the family I have built so far.

The family which made me find myself, the family which reminds me of my home.

This was like one of the phrases of the moon. Which we have to go through to feel full again.

Everything was roaming inside my head. I knew what i had to do, we got down while opening the door, i pulled her behind me. Shielding her small frame behind me.

My gaze darted towards the person standing in front of me. Mr kim. the secretary of my father standing there, Aka the father of my Two friends, who once was. I unlocked the door letting him come inside

His eyes showed the sadness and grief present in them but a glimpse of unknown admiration present in the depth of his orbs

In a way which tries to provide warmth into my soul,

I looked away.

Sensing my discomfort y/n stepped forward "Please come inside have a seat sir.." y/n spoke with her soft voice, he nodded and smiled at her.

He hesitatingly walked inside taking the seat admiring the small place i created for my family.

“How have you been my children?.”
She smiled replying in a sweet manned a gesture of kindness and respect.

"We have been alright, sir-"

“Call me uncle Kim that's what I have been since his birth, y/nie..” he smiles and those old line forms around his face, letting out a deep rumble of Chuckle, And she nods taking the information in.