Disguised Feelings • 𝙟.𝙟𝙠 ✓

𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙮-𝙨𝙞𝙭

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Early in the morning Jungkook was looking at me.

Last night we slept in the living room. Jungkook won't let go from hugging me.

I decided to go back to my parents for I don't know how long.

"I'll come back..." I told him, his brows furrowed.

He accompanied me towards the taxi, I kissed his cheeks one last time before entering the taxi.

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The travel to my parents houde was draining, I could see that the taxi driver is worried because of my continuous sobs.

What would I say to my parents when they see me?

The taxi parked infront of our house, I payed and he helped me to carry my things towards the gates of our house.

"Thank you and sorry." I told him hejust shook his head and gave me a sad smile before going back inside his taxi.

When the taxi was finally gone I started to press the doorbell. I waited for my parents to open the gates but before they could even come I suddenly lose my consciousness.

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As I opened my eyes the scent of antibiotics attacked my nostrils. I slowly roamed my eyes trying to remember what happend before I end up here in the hospital bed.

"Y/N..." My eyes widened when I heard my mother's voice.

"Mom." I uttered, her eyes then were pooled with tears. She tried to hug me caressing my hair softly.

"How are you? What happend? Are you ok?" She throws so many questions making my head throb. I can feel that my throat is dry, my eyes tired and I had the feeling of puking.

I'm not feeling well, I'm too tired to explain and I hope my mom would understand and notice it. I looked at my mom slowly my tears began to fall from my eyes and I felt a lump on my throat.

"Mom... I'm tired." Hearing those words from her daughter would really make a mother cry. My mother's hug tightened trying to console me from sadness and grief.

"It's alright, everything's going to be fine." My mother uttered.

I tried to calm myself, pulling a tissue to wipe my tears. My mother gave me a water bottle. I'm still sobbing but I try my hardest to refrain from crying. My eyes is sore from all the tears I shed.

"If you're crying because of Jungkook..." My mother stopped to cover her mouth with her hands. "I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have agreed with your father's plans. Don't worry I'll do everything to stop this marriage contract. I shouldn't have agreed in the first place." She caressed my hands, I was silent for the whole time staring at the white wall and just listening to my mother's words.

"Jungkook got his secretary pregnant." I muttered with a faint voice. My mom brows were furrowed and her eyes were looking at me intensely.

"She's been pregnant for 4 months now and I don't know what to do. I did loved Jungkook and I'm still loving him but I don't think I can take this heart ache."

My mom was quiet, letting me explain and at the same time comforting me.

"I'll stay here in Busan to rest from all this shit and also have time with myself." My mom nodded in agreement.

"That's good, don't worry I'll make sure this time I won't mess up. Stay here while you're healing."

The whole days that I was staying in the hospital me and my mom got to talk about my life in Seoul and my struggles with the contract and being tied to Jungkook.

As expected my mom didn't know that Jungkook has a relationship with someone else while we are married. I begged her not to tell dad because of his condition, the least thing I want to happen right now is witnessing my dad suffer from high blood and heart attack.

When dad visited me one time, worry and guilt is visible on his face. He did apologize to me several times and of course I forgive him. We talked, finally I got to tell him what I really feel. For years I've stayed silent so I won't be a disappoinment.

I spend most of my time inside my room reading or sometimes learn some new dishes. I kept myself busy to stop myself from overthinking and crying. But I can't avoid it, it's kind of unhealthy that I cry for hours before I get myself to sleep every night. Sometimes I won't sleep on the bed because I would always crave for Jungkook's cuddles.

I was busy folding my clothes when I heard a knock, the door opened revealing my mother with a phone.

She positioned her index finger in front of her mouth telling me to keep quiet. My forehead creased, confused with her weird action.

"Hello." My eyes widen, biting my lower lip when I suddenly heard Jungkook's voice from the phone.

Mom quietly sat in front of me and held the phone properly in between us.

"Hello Jungkook." My mom greeted back to let him know that she's still here.

"I'm sorry to bother you but c-can I talk to Y/N, her phone number is always unavailable." Said Jungkook.

I bit my lower lip more to refrain a sob. My eyes started to form tears.

"Jungkook... I think you know that my daughter has been crying for weeks now and she's not yet ready to talk to you." My mom replied looking worriedly to me.

"M-ma'am."

"Her health is not good because of you, she barely eats, stays at her room, cries at night and not the jolly girl I used to know." My tears slowly cascade on my cheeks. I could sense that my mom wanted to make Jungkook guilty.

"I'm really sorry, I know I hurt your daughter and still had the audacity to ask you if I could talk to her. I miss her, I miss your daughter's voice, scent and presence."

Those words coming from him is like a trigger that made me burst into tears. I can't deny that I also miss him. For times like this I really need my husband's presence and support.

"Let me talk to him." I said.

My mother looked at me worriedly but still handed me her phone. She quietly lefty room to give us privacy.

"H-hello." I said with a tired voice.

"Love?"

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