MY FAULT

"Kook, when did you start eating all these?" Sarang's amused voice stopped you. Your gaze moved up to look at Jungkook. 

His sight shifted to yours. While you wondered why didn't he ever tell you that he doesn't like Scallion pancakes and Kimchi toasts. His expression was unreadable. Is he thinking of dodging the question? Or is he going to accept that he doesn't like this breakfast? 

Meanwhile, Sarang regretted asking the question. She looked over at you as she realised you were hurt and somewhere waiting for Jungkook to answer.

"Aish… I'm so stupid. People change and their taste buds too, I am sorry…" she chuckles softly, leaning forward to rub your forearm gently. She really didn't mean to hurt you whereas you didn't mean to show your weakness. 

Jungkook broke the contact as he dug in his plate. He thought it wasn't important to explain something to Sarang. He thought you would understand him because whenever you made these dishes he always appreciated you and the food. He believed that you know he likes the food whereas a small explanation mattered to you. 

You sighed internally before taking your food and leaving the place.

'No way in the hell I'm going to eat with these two idiots in the house,' you mumbled, taking the steps and reaching your room. Jungkook understood that his ignorance made you upset for which he was mad at himself.

'Once a stupid always a stupid,' he curses at himself. Again, thinking that he'll make up for this later… he forgot that the later might never come.

"Sarang… years have passed and many things have changed, including me. I know you didn't mean to hurt her like that but please think before saying something like this for the next time," he insists before wiping his mouth and leaving the house. 

Sarang pouts a little while her tummy growls for food. She digs in her plate and starts eating breakfast. 

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The day rolled in like usual where Jungkook attended meetings with his dad about investments in upcoming projects and his travel to Sydney for a week. Meanwhile, you were starting to indulge yourself again in the factory. You talked about the materials and the new orders placed in the company. To say you were busy the whole day won't be a lie. 

Sarang took a rest as needed and she didn't disturb you to which you were glad. You weren't in any mood to handle her or her demands. You don't even know if she's genuine or not. 

A sharp knock on the door ruins your calculations. You sigh and turn your head towards the door, looking for the person.

"Yes?" You ask and soon the door twists open revealing Jungkook still in his office outfit. You believed he arrived just now. His tie was loosely bounded around his neck while he carried his silver coat in his hand. 

You looked pretty even with the messy bun, a speck dangling on the bridge of your nose. As he remembers it's the first time he saw you wearing glasses. Your skin shines even in the dim lights, allowing him to adore you longer.  

You clear your throat waiting for him to speak. And that catches him off guard. His cheeks flush up as you see his face becoming all pinkish-red for the first time. He looks down feeling embarrassed for getting caught while staring at you. 

Did he just blush?

You couldn't help but smile in response, your heart feeling its lost warmth again. Everything would have been beautiful if you two met under normal conditions, wouldn't it be? You wouldn't have to be so protective of yourself if he didn't hurt you, right? He would have been sure about his love, wouldn't he? 

"I've some important work in Sydney hence I will be leaving by tomorrow evening. Umm… I'll be back by this weekend. You don't have to worry about anything, I'll give you my secretary, Park Hyeun's number. If there's anything you need, you can call him… Anytime," he explains while you give a short nod without looking at him, somewhere killing him by your ignorance. 

"Y/n. Sarang won't be a trouble but if she is… then, please adjust with her or stay with Jimin until I come back," his voice lowers as he talks about Jimin. You gave a small nod again as an answer. 

Adjust with her. Stay with Jimin. 

'Did I ever matter to you? You can ask me to leave the house but not ask Sarang to act accordingly? Thanks for once again proving that I never mattered to you. That I was just an option… an option who would be treated favourably only when your favourite people aren't around! Maybe I was never near to your favourite people's list and maybe never will be but you were… because my life revolves around very few people and it includes you too. I'll be giving you our first wedding anniversary gift before you come back,' you thought, closing your eyes. 

Jungkook wouldn't have asked you to stay with Jimin if Sarang had somewhere else to go besides she is pregnant too. 

He walked towards you and leaned at the table where you sat. His eyes studied your features, his favourite thing in the world. 

"Okay. Goodby…" you get cut off when you open your eyes and see him crouching near the table. He was so close to you. You could feel his breath fanning over your forehead. It was supposed to make you feel butterflies, to make your heart go crazy instead you felt like crying. Tears welled up in your eyes. 

Maybe it's the last moment we are sharing together…

"Take care of yourself. And forgive me, please," he pleaded and you know that he pleaded… his voice broke while his eyes were on the verge of tearing up.

But why? He didn't care about you, Sarang and Eunji mattered to him, he would kick you out for Sarang, he never took your side, he always took you as a joke, this marriage as a joke… then why? Why did he wish to cry?

You turned your face away to ignore him. As cruel as you looked right now you needed to do this. If he hates you for this then he can because you won't be his wife forever to be afraid of his hate. 

He bit his lips before tilting a little more to press a kiss on your head. His comfort. His safest place. But was it really his safest place? If it was then why didn't he ever talk about his insecurities, his weaknesses… Why did he always hide everything from you and expect you to trust him, love him? 

"Are you okay, Jungkook?" You asked, taking a seat near to him. 

"Yes. Don't worry. It's just something small…" he muttered before locking his gaze to the laptop screen again. 

"You sure? It doesn't look like one… wanna talk about it? Do you want me to bring you coffee? A head massage?" You ask, and he groans while staring at the screen. 

"No. Just give me privacy. I'll be fine…" he spoke, his tone coming out as an annoyed one. 

You nodded with half heart and left his room. While you got to know the other day that it wasn't a SMALL THING… someone from the company leaked details about new products before their launch resulting in losses of the company's sales. For the whole week he was stressed and worked up and for the whole week, he ignored you…

The shutting of the door brought it back to reality. You sighed and took a deep breath before working on your files again. 

You tossed around the bed, trying to get some sleep while your eyes were wide awake. You didn't even take a nap. Then why weren't you sleepy? You groaned and sat down, resting your head on the headboard while your eyes followed the fan's movement. 

Round and round. Round and round. You aren't sleepy. You checked the time only to find it was past three in the morning. You were getting frustrated by now. 

Sighing to yourself you decided to head downstairs for a few minutes. As you opened the door of your room your eyes landed on his bedroom. 

He must be sleeping peacefully… I hope he doesn't lose his peace. 

Your feet dragged you towards his room and you found yourself getting inside. If he was awake he would have teased the sh*t out of you for sneaking in his room at this hour but he was asleep. Sleeping like a pure form of innocence… A baby. 

As you reached his figure, you crouched down and sat on the floor. You noticed how his eyes were half-closed while his bangs covered his forehead. His one cheek was crushed in the pillow while the other was covered with his soft curly bangs. Parting the hair from his face you tucked his bangs gently behind his ear to get a clear view of his graceful features. Prettiest. You wondered if he wasn't into business then for sure he would have been one of the top paid models. His lips were pinkish and they looked so soft, fluffy and full. Perfect was the only word for his features.

Your palm shifted to rest on his cheek as you caressed his smooth skin. A flash of thunder lightning passed through your form while his skin met yours. The shivering was real. You could feel your heartbeat rising.

"Funny isn't it? That I come back to square one after trying and pushing you away so hard. That we fall for a person who hurt us in every way. Maybe I am being very selfish, maybe I am not the one you want. But I want to know Jungkook…" you halted while words stuck in your guts.

"Kook. I don't even know if I would ever get to call you by this nickname while you are awake… but was anything real between us? Anything? Even if it was for a moment… Was it real? Or it was just because you got bored at home. I want to trust you… I mean it but I can't. I can't after what you do every time. You know what our relationship is at this moment… you are my moon while I don't even know if I am one of your stars," you spoke, pouring all your insecurities.  

"Love is such a sweet word yet a painful thing. I never thought I would fall for you… Yes, I accept that I fell for you. I love you, kook. Maybe I'll never stop loving you, maybe I will forget you within a few months after my leave. I don't know but I know for sure that I won't be able to hate you. Because it's my fault for falling in love with you. You were just being a companion, a good friend supporting me during my hard time and I… I screwed up, didn't I?" You chuckled softly, looking away as you wiped your tears. 

"Jungkook. Congratulations, you are gonna be free from this marriage before our first wedding anniversary. I hope you stay happy then with whoever you want to be. I talked a lot I guess… goodnight, bun. Sleep well…" you whispered and stood up.

Leaning down you were about to kiss his forehead, his cheek but then stopped yourself as you are reminded that he belongs to someone else. You don't have any right on him. You won't have any. Controlling the burning sensation rising in your heart you turned your heels and walked outside. 

After his leave

"Y/n…" Sarang's call stops you as you turn to face her. She smiles and asks you to sit with her for a few minutes. You really didn't wish to but understanding pregnancy hormones you nodded and sat near her. 

She talked about everything, from her childhood to her favourite things, from her favourite destination to her favourite shopping centre, from her fear of not being a good mom to wanting to give her baby everything. She talked about everything except Jungkook and her husband. And somewhere you were glad that she didn't. It would have made the atmosphere awkward and unbearable for you and you were glad that she understood. No wife would like to discuss about her husband with his ex. 

"So… tell me what you like to do in your free time?" She asks in an excited tone as you give yourself time to think.

"Umm… I like digital art. And somewhere designing too I guess?" You mumbled unsure of your answer. You never really got free time to discover about yourself or your hobbies to even have something to enjoy in free time. 

"Wow. You have a creative mind. I want my baby to be creative as well. I will support him/her for anything she wants to pursue… unlike my parents," she sighs, laughing at the end making you smile too. 

"Have you thought about any names yet?" You ask, diverting the topic as you see her smile fading.

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