Jungkook may be an inferno, but maybe he's more dangerous than anybody imagined. Nobody can be trusted here... Not even Taehyung
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Chapter 9 11 years later Jungkook's POV
I was dancing in front of the crowd of people who actually showed up to watch me. So I gave them a dance. My children were starring proudly at me. I love my two boys...
When the music finished, myself and Suho were on the ground, laying on each other while Yoongi and Hobi were lightly placing their feet on us like they had slayed us.
The crows erupted with applause and we all stood, out of breathe and bowed before going backstage where Yoongi and Hobi kissed while Suho talked with Kai. I had something better than a boyfriend or lover, I had my two boys.
Namjoon smiled at me and hugged me, then my two boys. My eleven year old Taegguk and my six year old Junghyung. Both absolutely beautiful.
I kissed both their heads.
"Mommy you did amazing!" Junghyung complimented.
I smile. "Thank you."
Jin and Namjoon stood side by side. "How are you doing. I know you cancelled the pills, they made your fire go up often, didn't they?" he asks.
"Yup." I nod. "Now the boys are learning how to control their fire." I hold out Taegguk's hand and touch his middle palm where his trigger activates, and his hair turned red, and fire came out from his hands.
"Can we go out for dinner?" Junghyung asked.
"Of course." I smile.
I sat at the table full of people. Chanyeol, Baekhyun, Hobi, Yoongs, Taegguk, Junghyung, Chanbeak, Suho, Kai, Namjoon, Jin, me and Jimin. "Jungkook you lost a lot of the baby weight fast." Namjoon comments.
"Thank you." I look down at myself. "But what about Baekhyun, I mean, he lost it fast." I comments.
"Thank you." Baekhyun winks, making me wink back.
I stand up. "Imma go order the adult drinks. The normal?" I ask.
"Yup." Everybody says in unison.
I leave and go up to the front. I was waiting for somebody to come up and place my order but what I got was way worse. A slap to my damn ass.
I growl and turn around, looking at the culprit. The amused boxy smirk met me angry eyes. "Didn't think I'd find you here." he comments.
"Don't flatter yourself." I growl and turn back around, as somebody finally wants to take my order. "The normal for table Park." I smile.
"Is everybody here today?" he asks.
"Yup." I nod.
"Here you go Jungkook." he hands me the paper order and I sign it off, handing it back. "Got it." he then waves me away.
"Thanks Sam!" I wave as I go back to the table, Taehyung following me.
I turn around and smack his chest. "Get the hell away." I growl.
"Jungkook baby, you okay?" Jimin comes up, then notices my ex fiancé. "What the hell are you doing here ya damn stalker?" he asks.
Taehyung turns his attention to Jimin. "You're his boyfriend!?" he asks.
"You could say that." Jimin smirks.
"You can't say that because we aren't." I said. "Go away Taehyung, you lost the rights to your snos a long time ago." I glare and turn around.
"JUNGKOOK." He gets serious. He used that voice that used to have me slick all over the place. "Get your ass over here and explain!" he orders.
Me being a submissive, I automatically go over to him. Jimin glares at Taehyung. As he can't do anything because he's a submissive as well, even though he was a dominant person, he had submissive in his veins. "Cuddle into Daddy baby. You know he missed you." Taehyung smirks.
"Taehyung no." I glare. He pulls me in anyways and my eyes start to water. "Stop..." I beg.
"No." he answers. "Jimin, what are have you been doing with Jungkook?" he asks in the same tone he uses on me.
"Literally, nothing. I kiss his cheek here and there but he's busy with his children!" Jimin hisses.
"Jungkook do you still love me?" he asks in the voice.
"Not a lot." I admit.
"Do you love Jimin?"
"Kinda. I've been developing feelings." I sniffle.
He smirks. "So, where do you live?" he asks.
I tell him the address and he then leaves. I snap out of my trance, tears streaming down my face. I hug Jimin. "I hate when he uses the voice. It makes me wet for no reason." I whimper.
"That happens. Do you want me to help clean you up when we get home?" he asks.
"Yeah. Just start a bath for me please. I'm gonna put the boys to bed." I tell him.
"Got it." he kisses my lips and I kiss him back before we return to the table.
