<HORNS>|| BTS x Jungkook ~Mafia AU~

Flashback

When branches of those cherry blossom trees lit up with peach and dusty pink petals, dainty white buds blossoming from each flower, spring had made itself known. Spring - a time to turn over a new leaf, a time for everything beautiful to grow, and a time for the two lovers to meet under that same oak tree at the back of the park. Luscious green meadows travelled beyond the patches of grass known to the public, and that's where they used to meet. Their own hiding place.

She stared up into his eyes. Round, deep, dark and cavernous; he was making his father's small scale mob rise into an empire and yet was here in her embrace.

He gazed deep in her soul, drowning in her hazel eyes, drools of honey making him sweeter than never has he felt before.

"Hyunjung, you shouldn't have come here, if someone sees-"

The said man placed a finger to her lips hastily, "What? What's the most they're gonna do huh? They already forced me to marry Jiyeon! All because her father is head of the fucking United Nations!"

The girl dropped her hazel eyes to her stomach from which there was a protrusion. Both knew it was to be a boy.

"Whatever the case, I need to go, I need to find someone to marry, once he comes into this world; everyone will point fingers at my family! Our honour..." She trailed off with a sniff.

"Jisu-ah..." He blinked and a tear fell.

She shook her head, "This is the last time we can meet Hyunjung."

They both stared into the others eyes for the last time. Life was unfair. For nine months, he'd stayed with her non-stop, sheltered her in his private home and tucked her into bed himself. By day he was a ruthless killer and by night, he was the softest caregiver.

All of him loves every single part of her.

"I- I'll leave Korea! We can go to America to start our family! Me you and the little one," he pleaded and placed a milky hand on her baby bump gently as Jisu closed her eyes, dreaming of something she could never attain.

"You have a family already. You have a toddler, Woobin right? He needs his father and well - your father would kill us both," she chuckled, but anxiety filling her senses all the same.

They first met when Jisu was hired as a baby Woobin's wet nurse. Mrs Jeon was going through an extreme case of postnatal depression and as for Mr Jeon, he didn't know how to handle everything. He was a man with needs, he needed his desires fulfilled and when he saw Jisu, he could not keep his eyes off her. But unlike other mistresses, there was something deeper which attracted them.

Jisu taught Hyunjung the kindess of nature. Whilst strolling down the beautiful valleys of Old Seoul together, she would point out different types of flowers, different birds and their functions. Then when night fell, she'd explain the true meaning behind each constellation. She'd point up and her eyes, those hazel pearls would shine brighter than the moon. When she'd test Hyunjung on the constellations, he'd reply with the incorrect answer for he could never take his eyes off her to concentrate.

Once they began talking about their past life, once Jisu and Mr Jeon spoke deeper, they both realised something. They both used to study together and the feelings all came back, for ever since University, Mr Jeon could not take his eyes off Jisu. She was the most stunning girl around and he was the school bad boy, the real life criminal who back then every girl wanted. Back then, he was just known as Hyunjung, and all Hyunjung wanted was to make Jisu his. 

But then came his father's success. Black money rolled in, their small house transformed into a villa and a young boy's degree in his hand was replaced with a gun. He was still learning the tricks of the game, but he was a fast learner. Throw in an eighteen year olds arranged marriage to the teen daughter of a powerful man, and an unbreakable allegiance was formed. Hyunjung devoured his own childish crush, he buried Jisu's memory until Woobin's birth.