Red and Violent ✔️

Chapter 36: Liability

"Okay, but wouldn't winning an Oscar be great?" Jungkook said as you guys were walking around  Disney. Both your faces covered with masks.

"It would be. But I think it would be kind of impossible to, you know?" You said as you linked your arms and laid your head on his shoulder.

"Are you serious? You were nominated for a Cannes why not an Oscar?" He took a bite out of the cotton candy.

"I don't know, kookie, I just feel like there'd be nothing I would work on that will get me there." You said matter-of-factly. You believed it and you weren't bothered.

"Tell me that when I'm holding on to your waist on the Oscars' red carpet when you're nominated for the best director."

"You're too optimistic." You said getting in line for the ride.

"Umm.. I guess there's a mistake, here." He said frowning.

"What?" You said looking around.

"I can see the future and I know, you'll be a fucking bomb." He faced you and looked into your eyes. That was the only thing you both could see. They were just enough, his eyes and his spirit.

"Let's hope you're tall enough to get on this ride." He said bending his knees to reach your height. He liked joking about your height.

"Jungkook, again, I'm only 15 cm shorter than you!"

You two had a 3 am quarrel about your height difference. He guessed around 20 and you guessed 15. That night, you weren't able to sleep until you confirmed which one was right.

You didn't remember your height so you used the tiles as a reference. You bet on a steak meal. You were right and you had a mini party as you danced to his face and stuck your tongue out.

After you were done with the bet you both made ferocious love and slept immediately. That's how most nights went. Stupid bets and dares. If it wasn't that it'd be sex, sleep or maybe all three. He never pressured you to talk. He left you the space to feel comfortable enough to open up.

"Jungkook, I'm 15 cm shorter." He imitated you then patted your hair like a puppy.

You both got onto every single ride. You laughed while everyone was screaming on the roller coasters. By the end of the day, you got too tired so you piggybacked him to the uber ride.

As he was staring out of the window you marveled at his presence. You smiled goofily at the idea of you being loved by such a man. He made what you thought was a barren land into a flower field. Suddenly, all the men who broke your heart felt too distant. He didn't have to repair yours, he just accepted it the way it was. You love the fact that he knows that you don't need helping, you just needed him and he existed ever so smoothly in your life.

He turned around to look at you and you looked the other way so he doesn't know you were staring.

He laughed, "you have never been good at being subtle. I know you love staring at my beautiful face, Kaesolin." He teased you and tickled your side. You jumped as he tickled you.

"Jung-fucking-kook, I swear, if you tickle me one more time in public—

"You'll kiss me?" He interrupted. You giggled and hit him playfully.

"You're too confident, young man." You said as you got into his side hug.

"No, I just love you, noona." He said as he brushed your hair with the hand that was hugging you.

"And I do, too." You said back.

When you got back to the hotel and changed to your pajamas Jungkook's parents called and as he answered you excused yourself as you usually did. As you were about to leave he held you by the hand.

"Yes, dad, I'm healthy and happy." He answered. "I'm very much in love, too." The moment he said that you stared. You almost choked.

"Son, what do you mean?" His mum asked.

"I met a girl, mom. She's a treasure." He smiled at you. You made a fist and mouthed that you'll kill him.

"Is she Korean?" His dad interjected.

"You'll meet her, Dad. Don't worry. Just wish us luck."

"Well, as long as you're happy, son." His mom said sweetly.

Your heart felt like it moved from your chest. You heard it beating beside your ears. The conversation didn't take long. It was soon over. You were too upset at the sudden introduction. You never knew this moment would come and it took you by storm. On the other hand, he's met your only family.  So, this didn't sound so bad after all.

"They'll love you." He said as he hung up.

"I hope so." You said, doubt filling your entire being.

"I know so." He replied as he took you into his arms. Almost 4 months in and you feel like you've been together for years.

"Jungkook?"

"Yes?"

"Do you really love me?"

"I won't answer this with the typical 'you know I do' because you know I do," he paused and adjusted his seating so he could face you. "Why are you saying that, though?"

"I don't know." You kept looking in his eyes instead of diverting your gaze. That's how much he's made you comfortable in his presence. You didn't fear to be seen by him. "But, I feel like you don't know what you're getting yourself into."

"And what is that?" He asked as he brushed your cheeks.

"I'm a forest fire, Jungkook." You blurted out.

"I'm a little too much for every one. Like, I've never felt like I was more than just a toy. Whenever I malfunction, they throw me away." You didn't know how the confessions kept coming. They just came out with no hindrance.

"You know, my illness, and all. I'm unpredictable." You sighed and he didn't talk for a while. The silence sat there between you two looking at you both like it was waiting for you to break it.

"One, you're not a forest fire. You're the whole forest and that fire that starts, that's not you. Okay? Two, they're players. That's why they see you as a toy. For me? I've never seen you through your illness. Will breaking my leg make you leave?" He waited for you to answer.

"Why would I?"

"Exactly." He left it right there. He supported his back on the bed as he looked at you. You started crying.

"Stop crying or I'll tickle the fuck out of you." You laughed as you dried the tears.

"What if I don't?" Your tears still flowed.

"Then I know what I'm eating for dinner." He said getting closer to your face.

"Ew, Jungkook! Stop!" You pushed him away. He laughed and took you in his embrace. You locked your arms and legs around him and started fading into sleep.