Dangerous Woman | Jeon Jungkook

Part 34

Two strong arms are wrapped around me as I open my eyes just after sunrise and am greeted with the beautiful colors of soft pink and orange. It is amazing to experience how the weather adapts to our situation, last week when there was a storm between us it was cold and rainy and today it is cheerful and colorful, just like my inner self.

I feel happy that Jungkook and I have clarified everything between us and that he has openly told me about his past. I hope it also helped him to feel lighter and to know that he is not alone. Even though his past caught up with him and even prevented him from running away, it must have been a relief for him to let out the memories that had stung him like poison.

I forgave him the moment my own tears flowed through the pain, I can understand him better now even if I will never be able to feel what he felt. What his father did to him is unforgivable, he literally stole the best years of his youth. Time is very important in this life because it's something you can't turn back and it slips from between your hands like they're a sieve. You have to hold on to it well and I don't think Jungkook can forgive his father so easily for causing him so much pain, even though he's a person who can't hold a grudge against anyone for long.

I forgive Jungkook with all my heart. I saw the sincerity in his eyes when he apologized. Countless times.

I feel Jungkook's arms tighten around my waist as he hugs me from behind, making me a little spoon. He nuzzles his nose into the crook of my neck, murmuring something in his sleep until he lies still again. This is something I've missed. Having him close to me, waking up next to him, and being able to take in his scent. A couple of weeks of sleeping alone have felt like torture, but I'm glad that's over now.

6:24 am is what the clock on the wall reads and I sigh because I should be out of bed and getting ready for work. However, it is a relief that today is Friday, thankfully, so I can spend the next two days in peace with Jungkook. I slowly try to loosen his arms around my waist without waking him up, but he tightens them around me even more, pulling me closer to his warm body.

"Jungkook?" I call out as I tap his arm so I can get out of bed. "Baby, I have to go to work."

"Just five more minutes," he murmurs, his warm breath hitting the back of my neck and a shiver runs down my spine as I almost can't make out the words.

"I have to get up now though or I'll be late for work. I need to take a shower, I feel sticky." I protest and a sweet whine sounds in my ear before his arms loosen around me and I sit up. I swing my legs over the edge of the bed, but when my foot makes contact with the floor, I wince in pain and gasp.

"Are you okay? What happened?" Jungkook's voice rings out beside me, concern evident in his voice as he takes my face between his hands. I shake my head and bend down to pick up the object that stabbed me in the foot.

"I'm fine. I just stepped on this stupid perfume bottle." I laugh, trying to make him feel better, but instead, sadness appears in his eyes after he lets his gaze roam all over the bedroom floor. I feel his mood suddenly drop and guilt washes over his features. He sits back on his heels before running a frustrated hand through his messy hair.

"It's okay, I'll clean this up real quick," I say and just as I'm about to stand up, Jungkook grabs my hand and stops me from going any further.

"I caused this mess so I'm going to clean it up and you can hop in the shower meanwhile," he argues and when he notices I want to talk against it he looks at me with demanding eyes, making me press my lips into a straight line and nod my head. "Here are your slippers. Be careful when you walk over the shards."