Just Talking

"Daddy, It's Fake."

The car ride was quiet. Y/N and Jungkook sat on opposite sides of the car, not looking at each other.

Just do what you have to do, just like a concert. Jungkook told himself, over and over.

They pulled up, Bang PD and the translator right behind them. The area had briefly been cleared of the general public, allowing them to slip in unnoticed. But first.....they had to get out of the car.

Jungkook took a deep breath and started to open the door when he felt someone touch his hand and he stopped. He looked back and Y/N was looking at him, serious on the outside but quaking on inside, wondering how upset he'd be.

"We need to act like we're in love." She reminded him.

"We're not inside yet." He said blankly, feeling like he was in another world when he said that. She gave him a look that communicated that she did indeed think he was lacking in brains.

"He's about to not get what he wants. There'll be someone watching." She said firmly. There was going to be no arguing. Don't make my job difficult, she thought. To Jungkook's surprise, her hand was as sweaty as his as their fingers sealed around each other. She was nervous too?

Stupid, of course she is. This isn't her world either. PD said she only married you so she can tell her family she found someone. She's a person just like you. And you're failing as a husband right now. He kicked himself. She seemed like she deserved a good husband. And he had no idea how to be one.

But he needed to put up a convincing act. He tried to pretend he was a dapper secret agent who was good with ladies.

The door swung open and he stepped out first, stepping to the side and helping Y/N out of the car. Back straight. Deep breath. You don't know how to do this but you need to. It's like being on stage, it's like being at the MAMAs. Except somehow having thousand of fans far away screaming at you was different than having the attention of one woman. Make conversation. Look natural.

"I'm scared." He blurted out as the car drove away and they watched it, just standing stupidly on the sidewalk. Idiot. That wasn't how you made conversation. Y/N blinked. That was the last thing she expected to come out of his mouth. But....it made sense. Maybe he didn't hate her, maybe he was just feeling very overwhelmed. She should've thought of that.

"Me too." Wait, what? For the first time that night Jungkook looked her in the eye, surprise evident on his face.

"You are?" She nodded and gave him a slight smile and his hand a small squeeze.

"Yeah."

"But...you're so...." Until she'd touched his hand he'd had no idea she might be feeling the same way he did. He wasn't sure how to finish his sentence. "Beautiful!" Idiot! What did that have to do with anything?! "I mean...uh..." To his surprise she laughed softly. He was going to probably say something else stupid but at that moment Bang PD and the translator stepped out. He adjusted his suit and gave Jungkook a nod.

"Let's go, kids." Y/N held his hand until they walked into the lobby and saw a man and a young woman standing there. Then Jungkook found his fingers empty and her arm curling around his. Her shoulders went back and she held her head higher, looking every bit the queen she was playing.

Damn. Jungkook found himself breathless once again. This wasn't going to work, he couldn't see her again after this. Breathing was important to his survival.

The young woman glanced between them, a confused look on her face. The man looked a little shocked at first but covered it quickly and stepped forward to shake PD's hand.

"Nice to see you again. I see you brought Jungkook and....?" Before anyone could say anything Y/N stepped forward and extended her hand.

"Jeon, Y/N. I'm Jungkook's wife." She said in Korean.

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To say that the Dispatch man and his daughter were shocked would be an understatement. Y/N continued, impressing Jungkook with her boldness.

"I guess I have to thank you. I think it's rather disgusting you threatened my husband the way you did but..." She shrugged, a cute, little smile on her face as she cocked her head to the side. "If you hadn't he wouldn't have finally proposed. So....thanks?" She stepped back and rewrapped her arm around Jungkook's and resting her head on his shoulder, slightly forward so she wouldn't get makeup on his suit.

Bang PD had to give it to the man, he recovered well, briefly introduced his daughter, and they were headed to the elevator. Y/N put on a good show, making Jungkook feel extremely flustered when she kissed his cheek. Secret agent, secret agent....it looks awkward if she coos over you and you just stand there like a pabo! He turned his face so his forehead rested against hers and smiled slightly, like the most in love man in the world. Pretend it's Jimin and you're in a staring contest....

Maybe they acted too well, even PD looked a little uncomfortable.

The dinner was filled with small talk between the Dispatch man and PD. Y/N and Jungkook concentrated on their food, relieved to be able to stop being handsy and focus on the food. But someone was watching and this someone noticed the slight change in behavior as they both ate, trying to distract themselves with the meal.

"I don't believe it." Their heads snapped up to look at the man's daughter. She was frowning and eyeing both Y/N and Jungkook. "I don't think you're both a couple. Daddy, this is fake."