Jungri One Shots

Then what do I do?

Genre: Angst, Fluff

The clock struck 1 am as the night fell deeper and the streets became quieter but not to Yeri's mind. There she was, sat in the living room in her shared apartment with Jungkook, all the lights turned off and the television was on but muted. She sat sideways so she could easily turn to the tv then back to the entrance as her boyfriend who promised to be home by midnight still hasn't appeared. It happened way too many times for Yeri to overreact if he came home later then promised, but that doesn't mean she doesn't worry about his well-being any less.

Jeon Jungkook, one of the most well-known mafia member that has been running for nearly 3 decades. He got in because their leader, Jaekyung, found him bullied by the streets and thought Jungkook could've dodged better than he did. They trained his as a teen and now he was old enough to make his own decisions. Living independently even before he met Yeri and was smart enough to find a part-time job when he was behind on rent. Even if he was labelled as a member of the mafia, he still held onto his rationalities and dream to have a love-life. It wasn't like he hated life, that's why he risked his life in the mafia. In fact, his job was merely to pick up debts and meet with dealers. But that doesn't it was any less dangerous. He just did because if it wasn't for Jaekyung, he'd be sure he won't be alive by now as his foster family abandoned him a few weeks he was spotted by Jaekyung.

Yeri was not pleased to say the least when she found out what Jungkook does for a living. He didn't even tried to hide it from her because he wanted to know that Yeri could accept him for who he was, so he revealed his true self when he confessed to her. It took Yeri awhile to finally return his confession as she had also fallen for him, but the fact that he was involved in the mafia did scare her away a little. Jungkook had promised her, that no matter what, he would make sure she would not get involved at all with the mafia. That even if harm were to be targeted to her, he would guard her with his life. That was how much he loved and wanted her.

However, much to Yeri's concern, she didn't even think about the possibilities of her getting involved with the mafia. Only when Jungkook mentioned it, did it dawn on her that it could happen, but she didn't think much of it. The main reason she was hesitant to start a relationship with him was for his safety. What if something unfortunate happened along the job? What if he got hurt on duty? What if he got forced into things beyond his capability or against his principles? Just what if, she waited for him to come home and get to know that she will never see him again? All sorts of  "what if"  circled her mind before and after they got into a relationship. 4 years have passed and she still feels the same kick in the gut feeling every time he walks out of their shared apartment.

Fully aware that it was a weekday night and she had to go in the office the next morning, she still couldn't get herself to sleep without knowing that Jungkook made it back home in one piece without even a scratch on his face. There were nights when he came back beaten to a pulp, even when he convinced Yeri he was okay, Yeri refused to let him out of the house until she could confirm herself that he had healed. Although Jungkook himself was tied up with strict orders,Yeri sometimes had no choice but to let him go even when she didn't want to. Even if he wasn't limping, she made sure to escort him to his car and silently watch his sleek black car drove past her and out of the parking lot, chocking back  her tears so he couldn't see them.

Although Jungkook was very loving and protective of her, her worries for him never ease down. In fact, they only grew bigger by the day. "If he came home today, he might not tomorrow. If he kisses me today, I might not get them tomorrow". Those thoughts robbed hours worth of sleep at night. Today was like any other days, of her waiting for him to walk through the entrance and shower her with kisses as she pushes away all her past worries to show him her loving face so he would not worry about her. But today, even if Jungkook had walked through the door she had been digging daggers into, she can't muster any happiness to show him. Heck, she can't even eat properly anymore, can't sip her drink or take a peaceful sleep without his presence. The fear of his absence which used to be approximately the size of her fist now consumed her whole body.