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

Bye-Bye

When I first sat down to write this story, I didn’t know it would take me through such depths of pain, madness, love, and redemption. I didn’t know that Jungkook—the man of fire and vengeance—would end up kneeling in a living room, pretending to sip invisible tea from his daughter’s toy cups. Or that Y/n, the girl with trembling hands and a shattered voice, would become the calm that tamed every storm in his chest.

This story was never about perfection. It was about scars. The ones we carry, the ones we give, and the ones we learn to kiss. Jungkook was never just a mafia boss or a husband or a father—he was a battlefield of contradictions. And Y/n? She was never just a victim or a savior. She was the quiet strength that made even the monsters pause.

To those who read this story and cried, raged, and fell in love—I see you. I wrote this for you. For those who’ve been hurt. For those who never believed someone like them could be chosen. For those who believed love couldn't grow in dark places—let this be your reminder: even fire can warm instead of burn.

Thank you for walking through the blood, ink, and ash with me.
Until the next chaos we create together—

With all my heart,
— Your Chae