Note: Mature content
JEON JUNGKOOK x READER
"I asked you a question", he said arching his brows.
From that paused earlier, you got a good look at his features which got you all flustered for a second, he's definitely handsome, no doubt about that bu...
One month, the exact time that passed since your fake wedding with Jungkook and on that span of a month you felt like a prisoner of your own world.
Even though the guy never told you to stay put on the house you actually didn't had a choice. The media was still on the watch for you, it already made a huge fuzz when it broke out that you were mute and though that issue had already been set aside you know that you still needed to be extra careful with your actions especially now that the CEO weren't there anymore to tell you what to do since he went for a long business trip again. So just like any other day, you were there inside Jungkook's bedroom, laying on your stomach on the black colored mattress, triumphly smiling as you get a new best on Cytus' Holy Knight.
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You spent most of your day on the Jeon Mansion playing games on your cellphone, eating, sleeping, or insisting to the maids to help them with the chores but of course they wouldn't let you. You seldomly even go to the office since everytime you do, those girl employees wouldn't stop eyeing you from head to toe, drilling a whole on every part of your body with their eyes as you passed by them, but of course you didn't told anyone about that or about the one time you went inside of one of the cubicles on the comfort room and heard voices talking bad about you, it made your heart tighten as you gripped on your shirt that time, trying to ease the pain near your left chest caused by the painful comments they had about you. Even visiting your mom in the hospital was hard but you still felt releaved when the doctor informed you that they were making her ready for the operation and everything was going well.
Jungkook on the other hand would always be home late from the office or where ever he might come from, and normally he would just see you laying on the bed sleeping peacefully as he gently lay beside you, careful not to touch or wake you up.
Or so he thought you were sleeping, but in reality you really weren't. You would always wait for him to get back home, staying up late even until two in the morning and when you would hear his car finally pulling off on the garage, you would close your eyes pretending to be asleep.
Since the night of your honey moon where you almost gave in to him, he had never touched you again. And you know that you didn't have the right to feel bad about it but even though how many times you would remind yourself that he's not yours, it still pained you to reek the strong aroma of alcohol mixed with female perfume plastered on his skin every single night he would enter the room.
"Dinner is ready Madam," the maid called out from the other side of the bedroom door.
And just like any other day, you sat on the kitchen counter as you feast alone, you always eat there since it felt really weird sitting on the long table with just you having dinner.
"The young master called saying that he'll be staying in on the office tonight, he said he needed some extra clothes," you heard one of the maids said to the other.
