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#4 ◇ jungkook

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Summary: You and Jungkook had an argument but soon made up

Arguing with Jungkook is the worst thing in the world. One of you would leave the house, mostly your husband, Jungkook.

Here you are bickering with Jungkook, "IT WAS YOUR FAULT FOR NOT TAKING YOUR DAUGHTER HOME,"

He yelled back at you, "I HAVE WORK, Y/N"

"SO? YOU THINK I'M NOT BUSY?" You screamed, "BECAUSE OF YOU, MY MOM HAD TO PICK HER UP AND BRING HER TO THEIR HOUSE,"

You then realised that it was your fault. You couldn't ask your husband to do this for you. It was your job. Jungkook came home late and he had to rush to get your kid, of course he will he forget.

"Whatever, Y/N. I'm going out," Jungkook said and slipped past you.

You stood still, dumbfounded. A few seconds later, you got to your senses and run towards Jungkook who was already putting on his shoes.

"Wait... Jungkook..." you trailed off, unsure of what to say.

"What are you going to yell at me again?" he retort.

Tears brimmed your eyes, "no...,"

"Then what?" he asked rudely.

"Where are you going?" you asked.

"Why do you care?"

"Because i'm your wife," you spoke louder this time.

Jungkook rolled his eyes, "i'm going to get some drinks with Taehyung and Jimin,"

"You can't get drunk!" you exclaimed, "It's not good for you!"

"You can't tell me what to do," Jungkook said and held the door handle.

But before he could open the door, you rushed towards him and wrapped your arms around his waist.

"I'm sorry," you mumbled against his chest.

You hear Jungkook sighed but open the door anyway and left. You trust him. You know he wouldn't be drinking because he hates it.

You just sighed and went back to bed, he'll be home by morning. You know he will.

***

Feeling of the bed dipping beside you woke you up. You couldn't sleep after your fight with Jungkook. Although you knew he wouldn't be drinking but you couldn't help but think if he would actually come home.

You hummed softly as you turned your body to the other side and saw Jungkook putting the blanket on.

"What time is it?" you asked groggily, sitting up.

"3am, go to sleep," Jungkook simply said.

"Are you still mad at me?" you asked, lying down again.

"Go to sleep, Jagi," Jungkook said, sounding a bit annoyed.

"I'm not tired," you argued and crossed your arms. You sat on the side of the bed.

"Aish, just go to sleep, will you? I have work later, I need sleep, you know?" Jungkook whined.

"Then go to sleep,"

"Aish, you're so difficult," Jungkook said. You felt arms wrapped around your stomach and pulled you back.

"What are you doing?" you asked.

"Come on, let's sleep," Jungkook pushed you down and he nuzzled his face in your neck.

"I said i'm not tired,"

"I need to sleep," Jungkook started, his breathe tickled your neck, "and in order for me to get sleep, I need your cuddles,"

You sighed, defeated. You wanted your husband to be healthy, of course so you had no choice but to let him hug you to sleep.

You wrapped your arms around him, "You don't know how much I was worried about you,"

"You think I would drink?" Jungkook mumbled.

"No, I was scared you wouldn't come home," you admitted, you couldn't help but burst into tears, "I thought you were going to leave me. I was so scared."

"I won't leave you," Jungkook said and held you tighter. "I love you, I can't leave you and my daughter,"

You sniffed, "I love you too. Next time don't leave like that,"

"mhm," he hummed and kissed your neck softly, "go to sleep. Goodnight, baby,"