[ complete ] 𝐌𝐀𝐅𝐈𝐀'𝐒 𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐖𝐈𝐅𝐄 || 𝐉.𝐉𝐊 𝐅𝐅

44. 𝑨 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒕𝒉?

Y/n's Perspective -

I opened my eyes and found him sleeping beside me, his arm holding me tightly in place, such a baby. I slowly tried to remove his arm away from my waist but he held it firmly, even pulling me closer. Is he really asleep? Or is he just pretending?

I tried once again, but he tightened his grip, his face in the crook of my neck. "Are you done?" I asked, my voice playful. "No," he whispered, his nose brushing against my jaw, inhaling my scent.

"Let me go," I tried, but he pulled me, my back pressed against his hard chest. "No, don't go, take a day off," his face pressed against my back, planting soft, wet, open-mouthed kisses on my back.

"No, I can't," I protested. I could feel him pout. I tossed myself to his side, placed a gentle kiss on his forehead, "You're such a cutie," I pinched his cheeks and he growled, trying to free his chubby cheeks from my grip.

"You're... so evil," he cried, rubbing his cheeks, tossing to the other side, freeing my waist from his hold. "Don't talk to me," he pouted.

"Aigoo, the grown baby Koo is mad with his wife. How am I supposed to deal with him," I said playfully hovering over him. He chuckled, his hand wrapping around my waist.

I climb off the bed, his hold slipping down from my waist, and he sighs in disbelief, his weight shifted to his elbow as he tossed to his side to look at me leaving.

"Where are you going?" He asked, his eyebrow raised up as he stood up from the bed, walking behind me. I'm standing in front of his wardrobe taking out some clothes for myself.

I open a drawer and saw some photos. There is a girl in her early sixteens and Jungkook when he was a teenager. Who's she? I take the picture in my hands and turn to him who is trying to find his flip-flops around the room, "Jungkook?", I called him.

His gaze shifted towards me and then it fell on the picture I'm holding in my hands, "Who's she, Kookie?" I questioned, walking to him and showing him the photo.

An uneasy look on his face, he wrapped his arm around my shoulder, pulling me closer as he looked at the pictures over my shoulder. "Her name is Sora, Kim Sora," he whispered near my ear.

"And?" I looked up at his face, who was standing behind me, his palms resting on my shoulders. He chuckled, holding my chin. "And?" He repeated my words. "She was my girlfriend."

"Are you still in love with her?" I said with a frown. He chuckled, squeezing my chin between his fingers. "No," he exclaimed. "I love you, only you."

"You don't have to be jealous of her," he whispered, his warm breath hitting my neck, sending shivers down my spine. But the next words left me shaken to the core. "She's no more," he whispered.

"No more?" I repeated. "What do you mean?"

"Hmm," he hummed, his grip loosening on my chin. "It means she is dead," he said so simply. I hit his head with my knuckle. "Enough of joking."

He again held my chin. His eyes darkened; he isn't in a playful mood as usual. "I'm not joking, Honey," his tone dropped dangerously low, sending shivers down my spine. "She is dead."

"H..how did she die?" I shuddered. "Now you're starting to shudder. Are you scared?" He whispered, his tone taunting my guts. He tilted my chin up to meet his burning gaze.

"Just say it, Jungkook," I whispered back, my voice low yet soft. He chuckled, letting go of my chin. "She was murdered by some boys from college," he replied, turning his face to the window with a heavy sigh.

"That's sad. Did they get arrested?" I questioned again. The uneasiness is clearly visible on his face. He is not comfortable talking about this right now, but I can't help my curiosity. He nodded in answer finally. "Just one left."

"Who is he?" I asked again. His face turned towards me. "Do you think you can handle hearing the name?" He murmured, taking a step towards me, his hands shoved in his sweatpants pocket.

"What...," I said, taking a step back. He held my wrist and took the pictures from my hand, "You're way too curious," he pulled me closer by my wrist, his other hand holding my chin, making me look directly at his face. I don't like it when he behaves like this, as if he owns me; it makes me feel vulnerable.

"Curiosity kills the cat, remember?" He said, his intense stare boring a hole into my head. He looks dangerously serious. I tried to get rid of his grip, but it tightened, not painful yet.

"Aren't you late, honey?" He asked, letting go of me and stepping back. "Yeah," I nodded, quickly turning to the bathroom to grab my clothes from the shelf.

What's with him? Maybe he's sad after remembering what happened with his girlfriend. It's really sad to hear about her. I entered the bathroom, stripped, and stood under the shower. It was a nice feeling, the cold water hitting my skin, rolling down my body, relaxing me.

But the thought of incomplete things Jungkook told me still loomed in my mind over and over again. It was clear he wasn't ready to talk about it more than this and he wasn't even a bit comfortable talking about this, Kim Sora.

Should I try to dig in? Should I ask Officer Min? No no, Jungkook wanted me not to talk to Officer Min at any cost. Aish, why do I have to obey him every time? I slip into my clothes after drying my body and come back into the room.

He was sleeping, damn! He had fallen asleep so quickly. I walk to his side. He looks so peaceful, so soft. I lean down to place a gentle kiss on his forehead, "Sleep well, my baby," I whispered near his ear, "Don't dream about Sora."

I gently stroke his hair and grab my purse from the table. I give him a last glance and left the room.

Author's Note;

OH MY GOODNESS

100K

YOU GUYS ARE SO LOVELY, I can't help but love you all so much. I'm in tears, it's my second book which just hit 100k. Give me a hug guys, I'm so overwhelmed that you liked this stupid story.

I didn't expect this much from this story.

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~ Author koo