02. The first time i met him

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Author's note*

Ok, so, first of all, I wanna clear somethings. First is that the story will continue jumping to the past and present time to time, that means sometimes I'll portray the past of Y/N and Jungkook in some parts and sometimes there present,

so please do not mix the past and the present together. I'll try to make it as clear and detailed as I can.

Secondly, if the characters of the story are speaking then I'll put the sentences in double quotation marks (eg: "Hello, Mr. Jeon")

and if the characters are thinking of something or someone I'll not put any quotation marks (eg: Hmm..what if he doesn't come home tonight? )
I hope you understood, now let's carry on with the story.







"Stop the car!!" Jungkook screamed as his senses started to fill with old memories, not the happy ones of course, cause there were none to his surprise he could remember.

His assistant followed his command and immediately shoved his foot on the brake. "What's the matter, sir?" Jungkook kept reserved while the assistant was concerned about his master. Taking a look back from the rearview mirror on his tensed faced, cold sweat running down his forehead.

"Mr. Jeon, we have booked a flight to Rome tonight at 12 O'Clock... It's less than two hours from takeoff..."

"Change the flight schedule to tomorrow morning" Jungkook cut him off midway growing darker by every moment passing by. The assistant had nothing to do but just obey his command confused.

He wanted something.

Something called home.

10:15pm

Finally! Home!

Is it a home? A home where I live solitary, I thought to myself as I enter our small mansion or I should say my mansion. He barely comes here and it never felt like we are even married. It's been 2 months and he hasn't even a night together peacefully

I entered the shallow house opening up the locks.

It's cold.

The window was covered with small droplets of water as it kept pouring.

I want to keep looking at it

It's raining so hard... He may not be back tonight as well, I thought to myself as I moved towards the bathroom for a shower, yes maybe it will calm me down. The hot water ran all over my body, it was calming but why my mind... is not at peace I guess?

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20 minutes have passed, I turned off the shower, grabbed my towel from the stand, wiped off the crystal droplets all over my body and swiftly over my wet hair.

I glanced at myself in the mirror and the products on the counter.... Skincare.

Pfft, who cares.

Walking out of the bathroom I opened my wardrobe and started to change my clothes, grabbing whatever comfy thing I saw first.

As the sound of the rain hissed in my eyes, quite yet fragile sound on the glass of the window.

The first time I met him  was also such a rainy day,

That was the first time.... I fell in love with a man.

My thoughts shuddered when the click sound of the door grabbed my attention.

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