UNREQUITED LOVE

3 months later

"I said I don't want to come! Why can't you understand!!" You whine, kicking the door beside your form as you stand on the doorframe of Jungkook's room.

He checks himself in the mirror, his sharp gaze then landing on you. He wore a black suit over his raven and white blended shirt and wore a ravishing tie across his neck. He parted his hair to one side, showing off his undercut on the other while his sharp jawline was decorated with a long slit of his hair. 

Adjusting his tie, he walks towards you with a strong gaze still on your small figure. As he reaches you, his strong scent hits your nose, ruining your insides and making you gulp. Wetting his lower lip, he takes a step closer to you eventually decreasing even the smallest distance. Your heart raced faster in those damn ribs while you just wished you wouldn't pass out. That would be a disaster.

"You. Are. Coming." He speaks, his long slender fingers giving a short facepalm on your temple making you groan in little pain. 

It's Jungkook's office party and he wanted to take you with him which meant he was breaking rules and allowing you into his life. As scary it sounded it wasn't real but you feared. Feared of getting hurt. 

It's been five months since your dad's death meaning the contract ended. You could have asked for divorce instead you could have filed for it… But you didn't. And you don't know why. Every time you thought of talking about it to Jungkook your tongue got twisted while your stomach did rolls and you failed to speak. But you know you gotta do it sooner before you lose your sanity.

But this man too… doesn't let you breathe alone for a second. He follows your every second, cooks for you, whines for watching movies on weekends, asks you to bake a cake for him, shares about his company and asks about your opinion. As much as you hated his presence earlier you liked his existence now, liked to see him near you… knowing he doesn't belong to you, knowing he's a womanizer and somewhere you were starting to hate yourself. Your mental peace was wrecking and he was the reason for it.

And what makes you more curious is why he is not asking for a divorce? He knows the contract ended, right? He knows that he can leave this marriage and move on as he wants then why is he still waiting and breaking rules?

You are the reason behind my madness… behind those crazy heartbeats 

"Why is my presence important? It's not like anyone knows me…" you muttered as he sighs, thinking.

"Then my presence is also not important because dad is the CEO and I'm just a mere employee…" you cut him off.

"Come on you're his son and you're going to take over the company soon," you answer while he pouts a little.

Stop looking hot and acting cute…

"Hmm… that's right but you're too my wife and his daughter in law, so your presence is appreciated," he explains while you freeze.

My wife… stop before I lose

You stare blankly at him while he steps back thinking he made you uncomfortable. As he does, he looks for approval if you are attending the party with him or not. Even if he basically ordered you just a few minutes before, he won't force you if you don't want to attend in the end. 

"I…" you gulp, looking away and taking a breath before speaking up.

"I am not… Can I please join you some other time?" You ask, gathering strength while your heart beats loud against your chest.

You're my wife and your presence is appreciated. 

"Sure… if you are not comfortable right now. Okay then… I'll get going. Please lock the doors and take care," he advised, suppressing the urge to take you with him.

Everything was new to him. Those feelings of keeping you close to himself, protecting you from the world, hiding you from every bad thing, showing his best to you, giving you the best things… everything. Even if he has some idea about what it could be, he really wanted to ensure before talking about you and as much as he knows you still doubt his actions, his sincerity towards you and he doesn't blame… he accepts he has been a jerk to you from the start.

As he leaves the house, you stand still in your place, his room. 

Nine months.

Nine months of this contract marriage and so many things have changed. From hating and wanting to leave this place to loving and wishing to stay longer. Everything changed, didn't it? Especially the Tom and Jerry relationship with Jungkook. 

As you smile unknowingly, staring at his room you find the room quite changed. The frames were still there, somewhere nailing your heart but the room looked brighter rather than dark and gloomy. 

*Ding Dong*

You are brought to the world again by a loud doorbell sound echoing down the house. Making your way downstairs, you reach the door. As you twist open the knob you find him… your bestie? Yup… Jimin.

A smile creeps on your lips seeing him as he leans forward to capture your form in his arms. 

"How's the cupcake doing?" He asks, swaying your figure along with his as you chuckle at his pronoun. 

"Good. How about you? And why didn't you inform me earlier about your arrival… I could have made something for you," you huff, bringing him inside as shakes his head. 

"I wanted to surprise you two. Where's the angry young man?" He laughs, taking a seat on the couch you follow him.

"He left just a few minutes before for a company party," he nods and passes the food packets he brought.

"I really wanted to spend this weekend watching movies with you two but I guess it's an off now. No worry, we'll watch it next time. And yes, when he comes back do kick him from my side… for not informing me," he teases as you nod agreeing to his stupid request.

"But we can watch a movie if you want to. I am free though and I am not sleepy," you suggest making his lost smile jump right again on his edges. 

•~🍃~•

"Ahh… I should've guessed it!" He groans, watching the mystery being revealed. His eyes stay fixed on the screen as he takes another bite of ramyeon. 

"Y/n… can you please pass me tissues?" He asks, focusing on his ramyeon and screen while you are focusing on your dreamland… sleep.

Getting no response from you, he pauses the movie and turns to look at you. 

You slept. 

He chuckles, rubbing his temple for being so naive. He should have understood that you weren't awake after not getting a reply. 

His hazel eyes twinkled with contentment as he sees you sleeping peacefully. Turning to your side he rests his arm over the couch and tilts his head to just… just concentrate on you. 

Pretty. Ethereal. Adorable. Unreal. Heavenly.

Words aren't enough if he starts describing how beautiful you looked to him. Not only were your features beautiful, but you were also pretty with your kind heart and soul. The innocent soul which saw so many things in a small period. 

Your face shone under the chandelier while a few strands of hair managed to escape your messy bun and block your heavenly face. He sighs and brushes his fingers lightly to tuck them behind your ear. Your long lashes looked like they could hide all his worries, his pain. Your eyes were your perfection… he has never seen such beautiful eyes or to say he never noticed anyone as much as noticed you won't be a lie. 

Your eyes hold forever in them or nothing at all… and he knew what it held for him!

As he dragged his eyes he saw your lower lip plucked out little forming a tiny pout, almost invisible but it was there… he could see that. He won't lie, his heart raced a little wildly in his chest as he stared at those pump edges. 

He wanted that wanting to stay at the same time he doesn't...

Looking away he hides himself in his palms, pulling his hair. 

'No. No. It's wrong. Very wrong, Jimin. Please… don't. Don't hurt your best friend. Don't break the friendship. Don't lose both of them just for…'

Composing himself he ruffles and fixes his hair. However, he could not forgive himself for feeling things which he was deprived of. He dug his slender fingers in your hair and massaged your scalp a little. 

'I may not be a perfect friend but I hope you'll stay…' he mumbles with a soft, low voice. You shifted uncomfortably as your neck started aching due to the couch's elevation and you turned to face him, crossing your arms around your legs and curling up. 

I hope he cherishes you…

As he cleans up the mess and throws the food bowls, cleaning plates and all, he reaches your sleeping form again.

Sleeping beauty

'Should I carry her to bed? I should. But what if she gets uncomfortable? What if she wakes up and gets mad?' 

He thinks a lot. But imagining you waking up with a neck ache he decides to carry you. As he leans down, he coughs a little realising the proximity. Taking his time to calm his heart and nerves, he crouches again.

How come Jungkook doesn't faint over this addicting cologne…

Sliding his arms around your shoulder and waist he picks you up in a bridal style. He tried hard not to look at your face resting against his chest, probably hearing his crazy beats. He crosses the coffee table and was about to leave the living room when the door swings open, welcoming Jungkook.

Don't take it wrong…

Jungkook watches you two with blank eyes while his posture stiffens. It was near midnight and seeing Jimin carrying you like that obviously raised questions. Especially when he had no idea about his visit. 

Jimin turns to face him fully while Jungkook walks inside, reaching you two. He then realized that you were sleeping.

'Come on, he might be just carrying her to bed? But why? He could've woke you up. Shut up, Jungkook… stop being so salty about everything!!' He yells at himself.

However, he couldn't unnoticed your face snuggling in Jimin's chest… poking his chest with a sharp knife. Your sleepy arms tugging on his neck were like you tugging on Jimin. It hurts. 

"Ummm… she slept while we were watching a movie, I guess it was boring for her," Jimin chuckles, not knowing what to say while Jungkook's eyes stay glued to you. 

"She looks pretty, doesn't she?"