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A gentle hand stroked Jungkook’s hair, the warmth of the touch so familiar yet so distant. He let himself melt into the embrace, resting his head against the broad chest of the faceless man who held him so delicately, as if he were the most precious thing in the world.
They were both in their school uniforms, the setting around them blurred and hazy, like a half-forgotten memory.
“Bun,” the man’s voice was deep yet tender, filled with unshaken devotion. “Let’s live together forever, just you and me.”
Jungkook lifted his head slightly, his doe eyes blinking up at the man. A soft smile played on his lips. “Hyungie, is that really possible?” he asked, innocence dripping from his voice. “Just you and me?”
The man nodded without hesitation. “Nothing is impossible if it’s with you. I can do anything to be with you. Even if I have to go against my dad… You are my everything.”
Jungkook giggled as the man leaned down, peppering his face with butterfly kisses, their warmth tickling his skin. The overwhelming affection made Jungkook’s heart swell with happiness.
“I wanna marry you,” the man suddenly declared. “And we’ll grow old together.”
Jungkook scrunched his nose as if deep in thought before pouting. “But I don’t want to be your husband, Hyungie.”
The arms around him stiffened for a brief second, the man’s body tensing ever so slightly.
Jungkook smiled mischievously before whispering, “Instead… I wanna be your one and only wife.”
The man let out a deep chuckle, his hold on Jungkook tightening in delight. “Oh? My little bun wants to be my wife instead of my husband?”
Embarrassed, Jungkook covered his face with his hands, hiding his flustered expression.
The man cooed at him, gently prying his hands away. “Aww, my little wife is all shy now,” he teased before pressing a soft kiss to Jungkook’s forehead.
“My wife,” he murmured again, his voice filled with nothing but love. “My one and only wife.”
Before Jungkook could respond, the world around him began to shift, the warmth fading as reality pulled him back.
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
Jungkook groaned as he woke up, rubbing his eyes before reaching out to stop his blaring alarm. The remnants of his dream still lingered in his mind, the faceless man’s words echoing in his ears. But there was no time to dwell on it now. He had a routine to follow.
After freshening up and getting dressed, Jungkook made his way to the kitchen, only to find a small note stuck to the fridge.
"Today I needed to go early, so please enjoy breakfast without me! 😊 – Jimin"
Jungkook sighed, shaking his head. “This Hyungie …” he muttered, though a small smile tugged at his lips.
He ate his breakfast quickly and scrolled through his phone for a while, but boredom crept in. Deciding he needed some fresh air, he thought of heading to his now-favorite place—the cozy little restaurant where Miss Yuri always welcomed him warmly.
He wore his usual wear and head out.
as he walked at foot path, his mind drifted back to the dream he had that morning. The soft voice calling him "Bun," the warmth of gentle touches, the promise of staying together forever—it felt so real.
And then it hit him.
The faceless man in this dream… he was the same one from the others. The same presence that had haunted his subconscious for as long as he could remember.
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MY WIFE
Romance* A beggar who got married to a mafia, who was also his high school best friend. the beggar aka jungkook was his second wife, the mafia was so dangerous , ruthless and cold , he had never shown any love to other . Will he change after his bunny en...
