(Jungkook FF) The Mysterious Marriage

Chapter 2 (Part 2)

(Jeon Jungkook's POV)

I can't believe that the woman I supposedly married last night was an assistant to Kim Namjoon. I hated that man. He was the pebble in my shoe I still hadn't got rid of it. On top of that, I can't believe I married her and Jimin got me to leave the office to go home. I've never been pushed out of my office so fast before. He was lucky he's my friend, otherwise, he would've been fired years ago. 

I grabbed my umbrella before getting out of the car since it had started to rain and it shows no signs of stopping. As I got out I lifted the large umbrella and opened it up. As soon as I did, I looked up at my front door and froze. 

There standing in the pouring rain, soaking wet, was my wife, Park Y/n. Knowing she wasn't a scam artist made things a bit better, and I didn't feel as much anger towards her as I did this morning. I locked my car door and then walked across the street to her quickly putting the umbrella above both of us. Her eyes lifted to meet my own. I was shocked to see that her eyes shown fear. 

Jungkook: "What are you doing here?" 

Y/n: "How's this supposed to work?" her shaky voice came out, sounding scared and desperate. Completely different than the woman I remembered from this morning. Something was wrong. 

Jungkook: "Our marriage?" I asked and she nodded. I sighed and looked at her face. The rain had poured down it, but from the looks of the nose and eyes, she'd been crying. I couldn't tell what were tears and what was raindrops-Wait...what was that on her... "What happened?" I asked nodding towards her face, my voice becoming dark. She quickly turned away, not allowing me to see the bruise on her jaw. I instantly reached out and took her chin in my hand and turned her face. She winced and I eased up a bit. Her eyes avoided looking in my direction as I looked at her. Yes, there was a fresh bruise on her jaw. Anger filled my chest and I narrowed my eyes. "Inside, now," I demanded. She moved and let me unlock the door and as I opened it, I allowed her to walk in first. 

She sniffed and hugged herself as we made it out of the rain. I wasn't long before she began to shiver. A small puddle was forming around her feet. I looked over at her again and swallowed hard. 

Jungkook: "You don't have a change of clothes with you, do you?" She shook her head. I sighed and pointed in the direction of the bedroom. "Go into the bedroom and find the closet. In there, you can pick out a shirt of mine and some shorts or something. There are towels in the master bedroom as well, so you can dry off." Without a word, she listened and obeyed. I guess being someone's assistant, she was used to taking orders. Yet, I still hated knowing she took orders from Namjoon. 

I decided to walk over and pulled out two beers from the fridge. Hmm...did she even like beer? I pulled out one for her anyway and sat on the counter. This was just not my day. First, I wake up to having a wife I don't remember marrying, then I kick her out, and now she was back under my roof and someone had touched her. I don't know why, but I felt guilty for sending her away. Wasn't a husband supposed to protect his wife? But, here was y/n and she was coming to me when she was scared and had been attacked...I had to do something. Footsteps from the hallway snapped me out of my thoughts as I watched y/n emerge. 

I hadn't noticed until now, but y/n was tiny compared to me. My shirt and my shorts were huge on her. I studied how her long hair was down and fell across her shoulders. She was pretty attractive... What surprised me was the shirt she was wearing. 

Y/n: "What? Is something wrong?" she asked, not meeting my eyes. I cleared my throat and shook my head. 

Jungkook: "No." I told her. She was wearing the most worn-out shirt of mine. I could've sworn I had that laying on the floor too. "Come here." I tried to speak nicely, but it came out more like an order. She didn't seem to mind and came over anyways. "Drink this." I gave her the beer.