(EDITING) Baby under lock and key「Jungkook x Reader」

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"Shut up Namjoon." Jungkook growls.

"You know it's true Jungkook. You do. Manipulating her, making her believe you are hers, and she is yours. She's been through hell and back in her life on this earth, and when she thinks salvation is within her grasp, it's just thrown right back at her." Namjoon spat. "And of all people. It's you. She loves us for BTS, but she loved you for Jungkook. We were her only escape when she went through it all. I just hope she takes this news well."

J-hope doesn't make a noise, as he listens to the conversation.

"But that isn't half of the story. Is it Jungkook?" Namjoon questions. "There's a lot more. Didn't you say your father and her parents had relations? It was technically him who wanted you to marry [Y/N]? Be sure to tell her that too. As well as the rest of it that is just too sick and despicable to mention. I know everything. So if you don't. I will."

J-hope gasps, looking back at his bedroom.

"Fine." Jungkook snaps. "I'll tell her. I'll tell her everything."

Jungkook stumbles, and stands to his feet. Jimin not helping him stand.

"I'll tell her right now." Jungkook laughs.

They just stare at him. Their eyes asking, what has our friend become? Why is he this way?...

Jungkook begins to stumble up the stairs, J-hope dashes back into his bedroom, and gets to your side.

"I can't trust him near you. Not anymore." J-hope whispers, he pulls the top blanket over you, and crouches down you your level, gently placing his hand on top of yours. "It's going to be ok [Y/N], I promise."

The door swings open. Allowing incoming light to invade space.

"Wake her up." Jungkook commands, anger in his eyes. "WAKE HER UP!"

Your eyes flutter open, and they glance over to the door, you notice Jungkook standing in the doorway, flinching back, holding the blanket tight. J-hopes grasp on your hand becomes tighter, looking into your eyes for reassurance. He stands up, and sits on the side of the bed, puts his arm around you, and pulls you in close.

"This is how you show love and compassion to someone Jungkook. By actually caring for them." J-hope scowls.

"Shut up." Jungkook spat.

"You have something to say Jungkook? After this you may want to plea for her forgiveness. Bow onto the floor on behalf of your despicable father?" Namjoon appears behind Jungkook, he told the rest of the members to stay downstairs, but they're at the bottom step, listening. And of course, Suga in bed probably overhearing all of this.

"Fine." Jungkook growls. "Before you were born our parents had this business relationship I don't know..."

"All the details." Namjoon pushes.

Jungkook growls.

"They had a business relationship mainly involving finance. My father, of course, is the CEO of a high end company, making a lot of money. But he also has links to many of the the underground gangs and mafias."

Age 9

You have little recollection this far into your adolescence. It's all a blur. But to your parents, it is nothing but a never ending nightmare. Your mother was tall, had long blonde hair, reaching the middle of her back, large blue eyes, a beautiful smile. Her voice soothing like silk. Your father, slick back hair, glasses, a square jaw-lined face, usually wearing a suit and tie.