I need to write a better Jungkook ft Mingyu oneshot, and I will in future 🥲

Five years passed by. It was not easy for Jungkook. It felt like his whole world got flipped.

He thought he would be fine, but he wasn't. Namjoon and Jungkook didn't talk to each other. They still meet when everyone is having a gathering but they don't talk.

Everytime Jungkook sees Namjoon he gets reminded of what he did. Jungkook was drinking more than usual. He feels lonely, as everyone has partners and some have kids too, meanwhile he is still single.

He did try to date some other girls, but he just couldn't. So he gave it to you and decided to stay single for some time.

"How's Y/n?" Taehyung asked Namjoon. A question Jungkook makes Taehyung ask whenever they all are together. Namjoon doesn't bring them to these meetings, no one questions it because they know about their past.

So it has been five years since Jungkook saw Y/n. Namjoon and she got married 2 years ago, but Jungkook didn't attend the wedding either.

Jungkook acted like he didn't want to know the answer but he was waiting for Namjoon to reply.

Namjoon smiled, "She is fine. She stays indoors, as she is preparing to give birth soon."

Jungkook felt pain in his hand, he knew she was pregnant but still it hurts him.

"That is good, I am happy for you." Taehyung said, with a smile.

"Yes, we both are really excited. I am about to have my first child with the woman I love. It's an amazing feeling." Namjoon exclaimed.

"The woman you stole from me." Jungkook mumbled.

Namjoon chuckled. "If you had taken better care of her, she wouldn't have left you for me."

Jungkook threw the glass at Namjoon which he ditched. Getting everyone's attention. "She chose me over you, I was the one who left her. She wanted to stay with me,"

Jungkook yelled, Taehyung held him. "Jungkook stop, you are drunk."

"No, leave him! I left her, I thought he was gonna do the same but he did. He continued dating her knowing how much I love her."  Jungkook yelled. Taehyung and Hoseok took Jungkook away from there.

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Namjoon enters his dimly lit house, his footsteps echoing softly in the hallway. He immediately heads to the control panel, scanning through the live feeds of the CCTV cameras to ensure everything is secure.

Satisfied, he makes his way towards the bedroom, he unlocks the bedroom.

The door creaks open, revealing the tranquil space illuminated by a gentle night lamp.

There, lying in the bed, is his wife, Y/N, her growing belly gently rising and falling with each breath. A small smile plays on Namjoon's lips as he approaches the bed, careful not to disturb her peaceful slumber.

He leans in, his warm breath caressing her skin, and softly presses a tender kiss on her forehead.

Y/N stirs slightly, a contented sigh escaping her lips. Namjoon's eyes shimmer with a blend of love and protectiveness as he watches over her for a moment.

She opened her eyes and smiled. "You are back,"

He smiled and caressed her hair. "Yes Baby, sorry to disturb you."

She sat properly, she shook her head.

"Are you home tomorrow? If you are, we can go out. Please? I am getting a weird feeling, it's exhausting to stay in the room." Y/n exclaimed.

She wanted a normal relationship, but she couldn't have it with Namjoon either. No matter what she does, he would still doubt her. He couldn't trust her fully, no matter what. He still fears that she will cheat on him, that is why he doesn't let her go out of the house. Always keep his eyes on her, checking her phone and CCTVs.

She feels more trapped in this relationship, and just keeps getting more and more trapped as she is married and now having a child with him. She thought maybe this will make him trust her.

"Aren't you gonna ask how the party was?" Namjoon asked.

"Did you have fun?" She asked. He caressed her hair.

"Did he ask you who you want to be with?" He exclaimed.

"Who?" She asked.

"Jungkook, did he ask you who you wanted to be with?" Namjoon exclaimed.

"It was in the past, I don't remember." She said he held her arm and twisted it behind her back. She screamed in pain.

"Baby don't lie." He asked.

"I am not lying," she said and he twisted it more. "Yes he did, he asked."

"Okay, what did you say? Whose name did you take?" He asked.

"It doesn't matter, Namjoon, please stop. " She said.

"It does, who did you choose?" He asked.

"You," she replied. He holds her hair and pulls it. Making her scream harder.

"You still lie to me." He said.

"I am sorry, it doesn't matter, it was long ago. Please stop."

He let her arm go, her arms got his fingerprints all over them. She rubbed them in pain.

"He yelled In Front of everyone right in my face that you chose him over me. You know how embarrassing it was?" Namjoon asked.

She looked down, holding the blanket tightly.

"Gosh, how many more secrets are you hiding from me?" He asked. She holds his hand, she feels more stuck, suffocated, trapped, helpless with Namjoon. She doesn't know what else to do.

"Namjoon, I love you." She cupped his face. He pushed her.

"Stop it," he said. She holds his face and kisses his face.

"Baby, please forget it. Right now our baby is more important, you are more important to me. Only you both are important to me. Nothing else matters, no one else matters." She exclaimed.

"Think of anyone else, and that person will disappear from this world." He said. She Cupped his face.

"I will not, I love you. Baby." She said, He held her hand and kissed her forehead.
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Y/n was sitting with her head placed on her knees, staring at the man who was painting her. His easel was set up and all his brushes were out.

Namjoon dropped her to her parents house a few days before birth. But she wanted to spend some time with someone else.

Y/n's cheeks flush as she feels self-conscious under his gaze.  "Baby, do I even look good?"

"Relax, you look stunning." Mingyu said.

Y/n offers a timid smile, her gaze fixed on the ground.

"I don't know about this. I'm not really... good at posing." She replied.

"You don't have to do anything special. Just be yourself." He replied.

Mingyu approaches Y/n and places a gentle hand on her shoulder, guiding her to the stool positioned in front of the easel.

"Sit down, let's give it a try."

Y/n complies, her heart fluttering with both excitement and apprehension. Mingyu picks up his brush, his eyes filled with admiration as he studies her delicate features.

If you are wondering who he is, he is mingyu. They both met in a cafe just a few months ago, he is an artist. And in the beginning he just wanted to paint her, but that ended up in an affair.

She always craves peace in relationships, she didn't find it with Jungkook nor Namjoon. Now she was hoping to find it with Mingyu. She knew Namjoon was possessive too, but Mingyu is not like them. He is calm and loving. He tries to understand Y/n.

"You know, I've always wanted to capture this moment. The beauty of you, and you carrying life." Mingyu said. She emotionally manipulates Mingyu into thinking Namjoon is abusive and treats her badly. Which is not fully wrong, but she didn't tell him why Namjoon had a hard time trusting her.

He stopped painting, he looked at her, he walked near her and held her hand. "What is this?"

He asked, looking at the marks. "I don't know, he was mad at me for no reason." She replied.

"What the fck is wrong with this man?! You should call the police." He said.

She shook her head, "I tried, but he got more mad, and hurt me more."

Mingyu was feeling bad, he quickly hugged her and kissed her forehead. "Oh gosh, you live with just a monster."

"I am more worried about my children." She said,

"I am here for you and them. We will find a way. " He exclaimed.

"Thank you for being with me, I wouldn't be able to handle all this without you." She said, He shook his head and kissed her lips.

"I love you, don't worry about anyone."
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Flashback,

Y/n sits at a table by the window, sipping a warm latte and absently scrolling through their phone.

Mingyu, a charming stranger, enters the café, his eyes scanning the room. They meet for a brief moment, and there's an instant spark of recognition.

Mingyu sat on the far, but his eyes were still on her, as if he wanted to approach Y/n and talk to her.

After a few minutes, Mingyu approaches Y/n's table with a nervous smile. "Hi, is this seat taken?"

Y/n looks up, startled, and gestures to the empty chair across from them.

"No, please, have a seat." She replied.

Mingyu settles in, his eyes locking with Y/n's in a moment of captivating silence. Y/n feels a rush of warmth, their heart racing as they try to find something to say.

"I like your... um, your jacket." She commented, because he had a really unique style .

"Thanks, I was hoping it wasn't too much." He said.

Y/n smiles, feeling the tension dissipate. "No, it's perfect."

Mingyu reaches into his bag and pulls out a sketchpad, flipping it open to reveal intricate charcoal drawings. Y/n's eyes widened in amazement.

"Wow, you're really talented."

"Just a hobby, really. What about you? What brings you here today?" He said. Y/n hesitates, then decides to open up.

"I needed a break from my husband. It's been overwhelming lately." She said,

Mingyu was surprised to hear husbandwasn't expecting her to be married.

"I get that. Sometimes a quiet café is all you need." He still decided to continue talking to her.

Their conversation continues to flow effortlessly, the café bustling around them as they dive deeper into shared interests and dreams.

As the afternoon sun casts a warm glow through the windows, Y/n and Mingyu find themselves lost in each other's company, their laughter blending with the comforting hum of the café.
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Present time,

Y/n was packing her hospital bag, she gave birth to twins. One boy and one girl. Everything was fine for now, Namjoon was playing with babies on the couch.

She was arranging her reports but one caught her eyes, it was a DNA report.

"What is this?" Y/n asked.

Namjoon looked up at her, he looked at the report in her hand.

"For years I have been with you, doing everything you say. I haven't even stepped out of the house without you. And you still felt the need to do a DNA test for the babies?" She asked.

"I just wanted to confirm. " He said.

"Confirm, you really don't even trust me that much? You thought I was lying to you."

"Stop overreacting. I did it for my own satisfaction and confirmation. I wanted to know if they are actually mine." He said.

She sat on the bed, and covered her face as she started crying. She has to prove her loyalty to him again and again. And he still never trusts her fully.

His phone rang, Namjoon looked at Y/n. "Oh yeah, Jin Hyung texted that he was coming, stop crying. Don't cause drama right now."

He stood up, and stepped closer to her. He removed her hand, revealing her face which was covered in tears. "Stop this,"

He wiped her tears harshly. "Smile, it's a happy occasion."

"You got your confirmation." She said,

"Yes, I did. And I am sorry. I love you baby. Now my doubts are clear." He caressed her hair. "Now stop crying."
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Jin stands by the large windows, nervously tapping his foot. He checks the time on his phone again, adjusting his collar. The anticipation of meeting Namjoon and Y/n's newborn is mixed with a flicker of anxiety about Jungkook's unexpected presence.

"Why did Jungkook have to come too? This could get awkward." Jin mutters to himself.

Jungkook strides in, a faint smile on his face. He spots Jin and walks over, a glint of determination in his eyes.

"Jin Hyung," Jungkook Said.
Jin manages a tight smile in return, trying to mask his discomfort.

" Look, I'm not sure if it's a good idea for you to be here." Jin said.

Jungkook's expression softens as he replies.

"I understand your concern, but I want to see her. And Namjoon is my friend too."

Jin nods, trying to comprehend Jungkook's perspective, even as his unease lingers.

"Okay, but please, let's not make things complicated. It's about celebrating the new arrival, not stirring up old feelings." Jin said.

Jungkook nods, a hint of remorse flickering across his face.

"I promise, Jin. No complications." Jungkook said.

They both went to the room, Namjoon opened it with a smile, but his smile immediately fell saw jungkook. He clearly doesn't want to see Jungkook here.

"Why did you bring him?" Namjoon asked.

"He wanted to congratulate you too, he will not cause any trouble." Jin said Namjoon didn't want to cause any trouble, so he let him in.

Y/n was surprised to see Jungkook there after so many years, she looked down at her lap. She was already sad because of what happened earlier. And now seeing Jungkook open her old wound.

Jungkook couldn't look at her directly, he placed the flowers that he brought near her. He was quick to notice the marks on her arm, He then looked at her face.

She looks weak and dull, maybe because of birth? He didn't think that much. And also her eyes, they still had tears in them.

She was not looking at him, she just looked away.

"Aren't you here for the babies? Stop staring at my wife." Namjoon said.

Jungkook turned to Namjoon, "I don't keep my eyes on my friend's girlfriend or wife."

Jin noticed the aura, " Jungkook, leave that, look at the babies, they are so adorable."

Jin stands at a slight distance, watching as Jungkook tentatively approaches the bassinet.

He lingers for a moment, unsure, before finally reaching out a hand to gently touch the tiny hand of one of the twins.

Namjoon was unsure if he should let Jungkook even touch his child. But he decided to let him.

Jungkook smiled. "Hey there, little one. You're so small and perfect."

Y/n smiles softly, observing the scene from her bed, her eyes filled with a mixture of exhaustion and affection.

"Jungkook, you can pick them up if you want. They're quite calm." Y/n said.

Jungkook hesitates, but the warmth in Y/n's voice encourages him. With a cautious yet tender motion, he lifts one of the babies into his arms, cradling them with a surprising ease.

"They're so precious. Hi there, little angel. You have no idea how special you are, do you?" He asked.

The baby stirs slightly, their tiny fingers curling around Jungkook's as if responding to his soothing voice.

Jungkook's gaze softens, a hint of wonder glimmering in his eyes as he gazes down at the small, fragile being in his arms. His unease seems to melt away, replaced by a sense of quiet contentment.

"They seem to like you, Jungkook. You've got a way with them." Jin exclaimed.

Jungkook looks up, a faint smile gracing his lips, as a gentle warmth settles in his heart.

The nurse called Namjoon to fill up the discharge documents, at first he didn't want to leave but he had to.

"I thought you would leave him too. But you stayed with him." Jungkook said.

"I tried. But he made me stay." Y/n said.

"I guess I should wait 20 years, then I will take my revenge by breaking her heart." Jungkook exclaimed, he stared at the baby and then chuckled. "I guess not, by then I will be too old."

"Sorry,"

"Are you sorry to me or yourself? You can't seem to be happy with what you have." Jungkook said.

"What do you mean by that? I am happy, like really happy." she replied.

"Jungkook, stop talking about the past." Jin said.

Jungkook put the baby back in the crib. "You don't deserve this too, you don't deserve to be a mother , a wife or happy."

"So childish of you, I have them. Does anyone even love you?" She asked.

Jungkook smiled, "No need, the marks on your arm tells me how happy your marriage is. I will take my leave now."
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Y/n closed her eyes and hugged Mingyu tightly. "Baby, stop acting this cute." Mingyu kissed her forehead.

"We met after four whole months, I missed you." She said she couldn't meet for months because Namjoon was at home for three months to help her take care of the twin.

Namjoon and Y/n grew closer in those three months, but she still feels the need to have Mingyu.

"I did more. You can see that too." He said. She chuckled. He is right, his art studio is filled with her portraits. He really loves painting her.

She chuckled and kissed his lips. "Yes, I love you."

The more restrictions Namjoon puts on her, the more sneaky and clever she gets in meeting Mingyu in private.

She doesn't want to leave Namjoon, and go to Mingyu. But still wants to have an affair with him. That is why she makes sure her relationship with Namjoon is perfect, and she tries everything to make him satisfied and happy with her.

Mingyu got up from the bed and wore his boxers, he went to his easel, while Y/n was still lying on the bed. "You look so beautiful, I want to paint you right now."

"What? No. Wait, the stretch marks look weird." She said,

Mingyu smiled, "Let me paint them and show you how beautiful they look on you."

She couldn't help but smile, he makes her feel so secure and happy. He always boosts her confidence.

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Y/n arrives at her mother's house to pick up her 4-month-old twins. "Y/n,  Hanni high fever, it just getting worse."

Her mother informs her that one of the twins has a high fever. Y/n knew that, but she thought it was a normal fever, so she went to meet Mingyu except of taking her duaghter to hospital.

But Y/n's worry intensifies, prompting her to rush her sick daughter to the hospital.

The doctors admit her daughter for observation and treatment. She understood the seriousness of this. Y/n contacts her husband in a state of distress.

Namjoon came there, and they told them they will keep her under observation for some more time. Y/n got really worried. "Y/n, it's fine, fever is normal for kids don't worry everything will be fine."

He comforted her, but she was feeling guilty for not being her to hospital on time.

Namjoon couldn't stay there as they have two kids, so one of them has to go home. Y/n refused to go home so Namjoon  takes care of their other child.

Meanwhile, Y/n remains at the hospital, anxiously waiting for updates.

After three days, the doctors break the devastating news of her daughter's passing to Y/n and Namjoon.  Both parents are shattered, overwhelmed by grief and disbelief.
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The living room is hushed, bathed in subdued light. Toys are scattered around, silent witnesses to the absence of their little owner. The air is heavy with grief, tangible and palpable.

Y/n and Namjoon sit on the couch, their faces etched with sorrow and exhaustion. Y/n clings to a framed photograph of their child, while Namjoon reaches out, gently intertwining his fingers with hers.

"I miss her so much." She said.

Namjoon wraps his arm around Y/n, pulling her closer. Tears stream down their faces, mingling with their shared sorrow.

"I do too. It's like a part of us is missing. We have to be strong for Hansol."

They hold onto each other, finding solace in the warmth of their embrace. Y/n sniffles, her voice barely audible.

"I keep thinking about what we could have done differently." She said.

He pulls Y/n closer, planting a gentle kiss on her forehead. "We did everything we could. It's not your fault. It's not anyone's fault."

Y/n looked down, thinking what Namjoon would do when he gets to know it is her fault.

He hold her chin and kiss her softly. It bring her closer, directly or indirectly, Namjoon started treating her with much more care because he knows she is suffering and he doesn't want to add to that.
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Namjoon guided his family through the art museum, marveling at the stunning displays with Y/n and their wide-eyed little one in tow.

It has been 5 months after the death of their duaghter. And both have grew closer to each other. Namjoon stop tracking her every little moment, and Y/n too, she didn't meet Mingyu after that. She was being loyal to Namjoon and wanted their relationship their marriage to work.

"Look, isn't that beautiful?" he whispered, pointing at a striking abstract painting that seemed to dance with vibrant hues.

Y/n's delighted gaze suddenly turned into a frozen stare, Mingyu was there.

Namjoon followed her gaze. "You know him?"

He asked. Y/n just stood still. Mingyu noticed their approach and turned, a warm smile gracing his features. "Hi, I am Mingyu, it's first exhibition, I would love to invite, would you be interested in coming?"

Namjoon extended a handshake. "Of course, Mingyu. It would be great to see your work. Thanks for the invitation."

"Namjoon,I am tired. Can we go home? I am not feeling good." She whispered to Namjoon. She was not expecting Mingyu and Namjoon to meet.

"It wouldn't hurt to support a young talent," Namjoon said, Mingyu smiled, and he took them to his collection.

But as they see them, both were shocked. Because all of them were Y/n artworks, and Namjoon recognize them. Revealing her affair with Mingyu. That made Namjoon raged. "What the fck is all this?"

"Just a memory of all the times I shared bed with your beautiful wife." Mingyu replied, and Namjoon punched him. He hold his collar and started punching him really hardly.

Y/n was just trembling while crying a lot. She doesn't know what to do, she couldn't even move a step. And after that Namjoon took her and went home without asking her anything.

Mingyu watched them leave, and chuckled. He knew this was coming.

"Wipe it, you are bleeding awfully." Jungkook gave Mingyu a napkin. He chuckled and took the napkin from Jungkook.

"Look what I have to do for your friendship." Mingyu said while wiping his face. Jungkook was the one who asked Mingyu to trapped Y/n. Mingyu and Jungkook become friends after Y/n left Jungkook, so Y/n didn't know they know each other.

"You did it for your exhibition, to get a unique creative motivation not just me." Jungkook replied. He then looked around, "These are actually really beautiful, you captured her raw beautiful. I would like to buy these."

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"Namjoon, I am sorry. Please listen to me. I am sorry, I swear it was a horrible mistake. I didn't want it. It was so stupid to do something like that." She cried but he was not saying anything and just driving home.

When they reached home, he took their son and bring him to bed, and put him to sleep.

Y/n was just waiting in her room, wondering what gonna happen, what will he gonna do to her. Is he gonna forgive her? She was ready to beg for his forgiveness.

Namjoon came to their room, and she quickly hugged him tightly and started crying. "I love you, Namjoon. I am so sorry. I made a mistake."

He pushed her and went to sit on the bed. He looked too exhausted to even talk to her or argue. She walked closer to him and sit on the floor near him and Cupped his face. "You mean so much to me, Namjoon. It was a stupid mistake."

"I knew this would happen, I thought I was careful. I thought I was preventing everything that will lead to you cheating on me. I loved you endlessly Y/n. So much, that every moment every second my mind was thinking about you. Not even once a thought of someone else cross my mind." Namjoon spoke.

"I know, I love you."

He looked at her eyes and hold her neck. "STOP SAYING THAT! YOU DON'T LOVE ME, YOU DON'T LOVE ANYONE. YOU ARE FCKING SELFISH."

He choked her, she tried to push him. The veins started getting visible on her neck and her face was turning red.

"I loved you Y/n. I fcking loved you. I fcking loved you. Meanwhile you never did." He exclaimed. "Hansol doesn't need a mother like you, I don't need a wife like you."

He choked her and then bend over and kiss her lips. While she was suffocating, she felt like life leaving her body.

His tears fell on her cheeks, as he kiss her harder but he couldn't feel her body getting stiff.

He lets go of her, and she fell on the ground.

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