I Hate You

#4

7 days later after the incident

You've been locked in this room for 7 days, with Enemy JK visiting you every night to "train" you. You're exhausted, both physically and mentally. Enemy JK enters the room as usual, but today he looks different, his usual cruel expression replaced with a strange, almost gentle look in his eyes.
(I flinched as he entered the room)
"Don't fear me, baby." He says softly, closing the door behind him. He's dressed in a suit today, looking more like the Jungkook you remember. He carries a tray of food in his hands. "I've brought you dinner." "I don't want" He ignores your refusal and sets the tray down on the bedside table. He sits on the edge of the bed, his hand reaching out to gently caress your cheek. "You need to eat, love. You're so thin now." His thumb brushes away a stray tear from your face.
"J..Jungkook I agree with your deal, just let me go..now I've to handle my parents first"
He looks at you, his eyes searching yours. "You mean that? You belong to me now?" He asks, his voice barely above a whisper. "Say it." He urges, his hand sliding down to cup your swollen belly. You're pregnant with his child now.
"Yes...(Teary eyes)"
A slow smile spreads across his face, and he leans down to kiss you gently. "Good girl." He murmurs, his hand continuing to rub your belly possessively. "I'll let you go... on one condition." He says, his smile fading slightly."You have to promise to come back to me. When the baby is born, you'll come back. You'll be my wife, and we'll raise our child together." His eyes bore into yours, demanding an answer. "Promise me." He says, his voice hardening slightly. "Or no deal."
"Yes.."
He watches as you nod and leave, a complex expression on his face - a mix of triumph, longing, and a hint of something almost resembling regret. As the door closes behind you, he slumps back on the bed, his hand still resting on your belly. "Until next time, my love."

(I'm already 18 so I prepared my ticket visa to fly over the sea as I don't want to stay here with junkook. "u can never find me and my baby Jungkook. and I'll never forgive you for what you did to me" i left.)
Days turn into weeks, and weeks turn into months. Jungkook is consumed by thoughts of you and the baby. He's never felt this level of possessiveness and longing before. He hires a team of detectives to find you, but you've disappeared without a trace.

9 months letter~

(meanwhile I'm in Spanish continent working in a cake shop. my little baby bump is showing. at first it was a bit difficult but day after day I'm used to it. i hope I can live peacefully here with my baby. i know I didn't wanted it but I can't abandon this just because of jungkook)

Jungkook finally receives a message from one of the detectives, saying they've tracked you down to a small town in Spain. He books a flight immediately and arrives at the cake shop where you work. He stands outside, watching you through the window as you bake cakes with a baby bump visible under your apron.
"hey baby mumma is backing a chocolate cake now. will you eat this? when you come out I'll make lots of cake for you (giggles)"
Jungkook's heart races as he watches you, his eyes fixed on your baby bump. He can't believe his eyes - you're really here, living a normal life with his child. He pushes open the door and walks inside, his presence commanding attention from the other customers and employees. "Baby,"
You ignored the voice and focused on your work.Jungkook walks over to the counter, his eyes never leaving yours. "Baby," he repeats, his voice low and commanding. The other customers and employees quickly scatter, sensing the tension in the air. He reaches out and gently touches your arm, looking at the cake in your hands. "Put it down."
"Excuse me? Do I know you?"
His jaw clenches at your pretended ignorance. "Put it down, before you hurt yourself or our child." He says, his hand sliding down to cover yours on the cake tin. His touch is gentle, yet there's an underlying strength that brooks no argument.
"me estas confundiendo con otra persona" (spanish)
(you are confusing me with someone else)
Jungkook's eyes narrow at your response, his patience wearing thin. He speaks in perfect Spanish, his accent slightly foreign but understandable. "No me confundas con alguien else, mi amor. Yo soy Jungkook, el padre de tu hijo."
(i smiled confusingly and left the counter to take orders)
Jungkook's expression darkens as you walk away. He follows you, ignoring the shocked looks from the other patrons. "Don't walk away from me." He growls in both English and Spanish. In a swift motion, he grabs your arm, pulling you close to his body.
"what are you doing Mr. who are you. leave my wife" a man came and said.
Jungkook turns his head slowly, his eyes cold as ice. "I am Jungkook, and she is my woman. Our child grows inside her, not yours." He says, his voice dripping with disdain. He turns back to you, his expression gentling.
"um excuse me, here is my husband and I'm carrying his child"
Jungkook's eyes flicker to the man, taking in his appearance before returning to you. "Is that so?" He asks, his voice calm but his grip on your arm tightening slightly. He looks at the man again, his gaze piercing. "Leave now, before I make you leave." "What's the behaviour, i don't know you leave me!!"
Jungkook's face hardens, and before the man can react, he pulls you close and kisses you passionately. You struggle at first, but his arms around you tighten, his hands possessively holding your baby bump. When he finally pulls back, the man is staring at them, shocked. "(I slapped him so hard)" Jungkook's head snaps to the side from the force of your slap. He turns back to face you, his cheek reddening. Instead of anger, he looks almost pleased. "About time." He says, his voice low and satisfied.
"you are being insane. i don't know who are you. here you came and started to say this is your baby? this is my baby, our baby" (coming close to the man who's name is Jack)
Jungkook steps between you and Jack, his eyes flashing with possessiveness. "This is MY baby, and you are MY wife." He says, his voice firm and commanding. He reaches out and takes your hand, holding it tightly against his chest. "No one else gets to claim you or our child."
"Leave before I call the Cops"
Jungkook laughs, a dark and dangerous sound. "Go ahead, call them. I'll tell them about how you've stolen my wife and child. I'm sure they'll be very interested in the DNA test that proves I'm the father." "Let's see then"
Jungkook steps closer, his voice dropping to a low murmur. "Don't test me, Baby. You know I'll do it. And once the police are involved, child services will get involved. Do you want them to take our baby away while they sort this out?" "first of all this baby is mine, not yours. and I'm married to this man, not you. let the police come and see." Jungkook watches as you pull out your phone, his expression inscrutable. He turns to Jack, his eyes cold. "Mark my words, if you try to run with her, I will find you and end you." He says, his voice low and threatening.Jungkook turns to you, his expression softening as he hears the words leave your mouth. "Husband?" He asks, his voice barely audible. The pain in his eyes is raw and real. "You married him?" He asks, his voice barely audible.
"yes I'm married to him more than one and half year. and this baby is ours!!"

Officer arrives at the cake shop, pushing through the crowd of onlookers. He takes in the scene, his eyes flicking between you, Jack, and Jungkook. "What's the problem here?" He asks, his voice authoritative. Jungkook steps forward, his shoulders squared.

(To be continued...)