When I hoped for Jaemin to not be home, the door opens, and Jungkook bursts into the house in no time at all. "You son of a bitch-" he grabs him by his collar and pushes him, making him hit a wall brutally. "Where are the fucking videos?"

"What the hell are you talking about Jungkook? What is happening?" Jaemin looks at him with shock readable all over his face, Jungkook holding him against the wall. "You recorded yourself with y/n when you both were having sex. Uh? Where are those fucking videos now?"

"I..." his eyes full of fear meet mine, but I glance away. "Y/n...You promised me you would never talk about it with anyone."

"Oh, you feel betrayed? After lying to her, manipulating, and taking advantage of her?" Jungkook's strength propels the man back into the wall, the impact making Jaemin groan in pain. "I don't know what the fuck you're talking about! I told you already! I've never done anything wrong to her!"

"So you didn't tell her you were a virgin two years ago when you asked her to be friends with benefits? Uh? You didn't know she just left a fucking asshole right before that?" he uses all the words I told him to expose his lies, and just from the look on Jaemin's face, I can tell he is guilty. "I didn't lie to her, so calm your fucking ass down, alright? I was still a virgin before I had sex with her."

"No, you were not, son of a bitch. I didn't forget about that girl you hooked up with back in high school," Jungkook does not fear the consequences of his actions, knowing this could end into a physical fight or worse. "That was a fucking lie. I never hooked up with anyone in high school. I couldn't stand knowing you could always get the bitches you wanted while I didn't even have the courage to talk to them, so I made up a lie to make you believe you weren't better than me!"

"I don't give a shit about your life no more. You show me where those videos are, and don't you fucking dare act like you don't know because someone has them and threatened to leak them!" he gets to the point, ignoring what made me feel so much better. Despite the situation I am in, I can at least find some relief knowing that he didn't lie to me all this time. "Who even talked about them?"

"A bitch called Ashley. Does that ring a bell?" he holds back from hitting him, explaining the situation. "I...I swear on everything in my life that I never shared or showed those videos to anyone. I can swear on my parents and little brother, I kept them for myself," his eyes remain on Jungkook's ones.

I cannot believe he would lie that way. He would never swear on his family or react that way if he had done it. "Then why the fuck does she have those videos?! Stop fucking lying to me, Jaemin, or I'm gonna kill you if this affects y/n's life!"

"Listen, I don't know how the hell she got those videos. I'm telling you the truth right now! I just met her some weeks ago at a party! I didn't even know you knew her!" he stares right back into Jungkook's eyes, seeming and sounding sincere. I don't even know what to believe anymore.

"You're a fucking liar!" his voice deepens more and more, his anger scaring me. Despite the way he feels, he lets go of him and steps back. "Show me where you kept those videos right now. I won't repeat myself."

Jaemin rubs his neck, but to not infuriate Jungkook even more, he does as told and grabs his phone he left on his coffee table, walk up to his bedroom, and leads us to it. "I swear, Jungkook. I never wanted this to happen. I don't even know how she got them..." he keeps apologizing while heading to his room, opening the door to let us in.

When Jungkook is full of rage like that, I can physically feel my spine numbing. This is way too serious.

Noticing Jaemin's hands shake as he opens his laptop, I worry but keep quiet, not breaking the silence that weighs on us heavily. He does everything a bit quickly but with anxiousness, my stomach turning upside down at the thought of Jungkook seeing the images of those videos.

"There it is..." he rolls his desk chair to the side to let Jungkook bend over and check the file full of videos. I can't even see the amount there is, but I can count for sure more than ten different ones.

Without any warning, Jungkook touches the pad to click on one video randomly, my heart pounding. I'm seriously going to faint, either from embarrassment or fright.

We all remain silent, the disgusting sounds of the recording playing and filling the whole room. Hearing myself moan with Jaemin sickens me, this makes me want to disappear. This is the worst that could have happened.

Jungkook suddenly shuts the video. "Why did you record this?"

"I..." he scratches his neck, averting his eyes from Jungkook's one. "J-Just help me to improve myself..."

"Improve yourself? What kind of fucking joke is that?" the black and blond-haired man doesn't go easy on him, not regaining his composure anymore. "You've always been such a fucking coward. Can't even own up-"

"Go fuck yourself," Jaemin loses it. "It was to jerk off in front of it. Are you happy? Do you think that's what she wanted to hear? Don't you think it's embarrassing for us both?"

Jungkook goes silent, staring at him. I know what that means. "Do you have any idea how she'll feel if that bitch posts those videos everywhere? How she'll feel knowing thousands of people will watch that shit and only see her face but not yours?! Uh?!" he hits him in the chest, pushing him back.

"I never gave anyone those damn videos for fuck's sake! This fucking hoe must have looked through my phone when I wasn't aware of it, but I'm telling you the truth! I'd never leaked those videos!" he finds the courage again to hold eye contact with him.

I feel completely hollow, unsure of what to do or say.

"Give me your phone," he stretches his hand out to him, and Jaemin enters the password of his device and gives it to Jungkook. He grabs it rudely and bends over, and in one single click, the file on the computer gets deleted. "What the fuck-?! Why did you do that?!"

"You shut the fuck up," Jungkook opens the bin and makes sure to permanently delete everything and fixes his eyes on the phone screen, surely checking that none of the videos are left on this device. "You're a fucking asshole for that!" Jaemin snatches his phone out of Jungkook's hand. "I told you I didn't leak or share them with anyone!"

Jungkook looks daggers at him as his words escaped from his mouth loudly. "This girl in the videos is mine, alright? If you think I'm gonna let you keep that shit, you're out of your damn mind."

"You're an asshole...." he mumbles under his breath, believing that Jungkook cannot hear him. However, he throws the phone back at him for it to hit his lap. "Now you hurry the fuck up and solve this problem if you don't want me to kill you," his last words remain firm and clear, and he stomps towards me to grab my hand and drag me out of here.

"Do you believe him?" my quivering voice filled with fear runs out. "No, he's a lying piece of shit, but I don't want you to worry about anything. I'm taking care of this," his voice softens, and he brings us back to his car.

•••

1 am.

'JUNGKOOK'S P.O.V'

I slowly open my eyes, not blinded by lights or sunrays. In the deep darkness of the night, I quickly realize that something is wrong within seconds, if not sooner.

Alone in bed, I notice the bathroom light filtering through the small gaps between the door and walls, accompanied by faint sounds from that direction. Y/n's puppy, who just arrived this evening, sits before me, whimpering softly. This makes me feel like my baby is hiding behind those walls and struggling alone.

Without hesitation, I get out of bed, grab my underwear from the floor, and put it on. Koya, noticing my movement, quickly comes to my side. Initially taken aback, I soon understand the reason behind his behavior.

He stands on two legs, repeatedly pawing at my calf, seemingly urging me to go to the bathroom. After running my hand through his soft white fur, I stand up and follow his brisk steps towards the door.

He scratches at the door with a lot of vehemence, and once I grip the handle of it, I bend over and pick him up with one hand, and I knock on the door. "Y/n?"

The light instantly turns off, her sniffles sounding clear. "Yes?" her trembling voice obliges me to open without asking, knowing what is happening and feeling my heart aching. I put Koya back on the floor to switch the lights on again and head towards her as the puppy already rushed to her.

"Baby girl..." the pain takes over me as I see her burst into tears as soon as I step towards her. I hold her in my arms and carry her to the bedroom. I know the reason for those cries, and the only thing I want to do right now is to kill the ones at fault.

"Hey, calm down," I sit down on the bed and take her on my lap, pull the blanket up over us,and hold her tight. "Tell me what's going on, baby."

"I'm scared, Jungkook..." her arms desperately cling onto me, her head is buried in my chest. Her tears drip down onto my skin. I need to stay as calm as I can for her. Showing my emotions will not help at all. "There's no need to be scared, baby. No one will post those videos," I reassure her, even if I do not even believe in those words myself.

My hands rubbing her back to soothe her and ease her breathing, this one sounding too unsteady and fast. I press my lips on the crown of her head and wipe her tears away. "It hurts to see you in this state, my little one..."

"I'm sorry..." she chokes up on her words, her voice cracking and tearing my heart even more apart. Regretting what I just said, I hold her tight and kiss her forehead. "No, don't say that, baby. I'm sorry..." I comb her hair back and touch the side of her face, rubbing my thumb over her cheek. I want this issue to come to an end as soon as possible.

I do not know what to say anymore; I just feel so much pain and anger.

I never saw her feeling this way before, but now that I'm facing it, I cannot deny how weak I am for her. This is not only mentally but physically painful. I cannot stand this.

"I'm sorry for being such a disgusting and horrible girlfriend," she cries. "Don't you dare say that. You are the most amazing and beautiful girl I have ever met or had," I respond, holding some tears back. "I love you more than anything. I don't ever want to hear you talk about yourself that way," I tangle my fingers in her hair, holding the back of her head to keep her close.

"I'm going to do everything to prevent anything bad from happening. I promise you," I give her my word and kiss her. "Hm? You know I won't let anyone hurt you, right?" I speak softly to her, looking down at her face that she hides in my chest.

She nods and lays one hand on my chest, probably listening to my heartbeat. I comb her hair back gently, gazing at her features. I drop a kiss on the tip of her nose, then do the same on her the bridge of it, kissing my way up her forehead while caressing her cheek.

I've never felt so powerless in my life. I know that once the videos are published, I will not be able to control the consequences.

The only thing I'll be able to do is to keep her away from social media and not let her go to work again. Everything goes fast lately, and I'm terrified too, but I don't show it to her.

"My little one..." I whisper to her and slightly heave her up, pressing her body against mine. I lift her chin up to meet our gaze, but the sight of her engulfed in distress torments me. With one arm, I keep her still and use my other hand to erase the tears rolling down so frequently.

"It's gonna be okay, baby. I love you, and I'll protect you from whatever happens. I promise..." I speak wholeheartedly in a whispering voice, meaning all my words.

Her hands never leave my back, but she glances down, sobbing constantly.

I put my arms around her hips, kiss her forehead, and remain silent. This might be what she needs. My arms around her, some comfort, some kisses. Nothing more that she will not be able to believe.

Sensing her never-ending tears, I lean back against the headboard, cradling her as she rests on me, allowing her to release her emotions.

I take some tissues out of their box and hand them to her. "Here," I smile at her, and she grabs them to blow her runny nose. Once she is done, I drop the dirty tissues on the floor and get in a comfortable position, holding her and keeping the blanket over her body.

"If I sing very softly, do you think this will help you fall asleep?" I pass the back of my fingers over her wet cheeks again, removing that sadness I don't like to see on her face. A gentle and shuddering "yes" runs out of her mouth, so I keep her in my arms and start singing.

- Next day -

March 16th, 2024.

10 am.

"Baby..." I run my fingers through her hair, waking her up. I decided not to go to work today, I want to keep an eye on her here. I take the time to wake her up after cleaning the house, feeding Koya, and cooking breakfast.

I never had to take care of a puppy or cat, but this little one has an undying battery.

My girl finally opens her eyes, greeted to this new day without the bright light as I rolled the shutters down for her. I move forth to lie down right by her side and stroke her cheek.

"My little one," I do my best to bring a smile to her face. Once her gaze comes across mine, I give her a sweet beam to heal her torn heart, and I press a kiss on her lips.

"I missed you while sleeping," I speak against her lips, a smile growing against my skin, meaning I managed to spread some happiness inside her. My fingers on her soft skin as our eyes lock in a deep gaze, I press another kiss on her lips. She cuddles up against me, wrapping her arms around my body, showing her affection.

"I like when you do that," I hold her tight and drop a kiss on her ear and neck. "You don't want to talk to me anymore, baby?" I pinch her waist playfully, her body twitching and making me giggle. "I do..." her voice in my ear flutters my heart, and I kiss her again, rolling on my back to have her on me. "Are you hungry?" I ask, feeling her chest rise and fall with every breath. "Yes," she replies.

"Good, you'll eat well," I say, smiling as I run my fingers over her waist. Her body reacts to my touch, getting tickled. I laugh and do it again, this time moving my fingers up towards her ribs. She tries to stop me and giggles, her laughter filling the room.

"Are you ticklish here?" I push her down on the sheets and tickle her sides, my fingers dancing along her skin as she squeals with laughter. "Yes, stop," she says between gasps for air.

I don't listen but press some kisses on her neck, feeling her squirm under me. I love the way she reacts to my touch. At the sound of her begging, I give her a break and let her catch her breath.

I look up into her eyes and run my hands under her top to hold her close. She smiles at me, breathing more calmly. I lock lips with her and enjoy the warmth of her body against mine. I feel her relax in my arms, I refrain from teasing her any further. I give some caresses to her skin, kissing her passionately and so slowly to feel every soft embrace of her lips.

The slower the kiss goes, the harder my heart races. This makes me feel so peaceful yet so excited.

Gradually, I break the kiss but keep my lips against hers. I open my eyes and look at her. I pull one hand out of her clothing and grab hers, intertwining our fingers. "You make me want to never let you go but shower you with kisses."

"Stop being so cute," she says softly, her eyes filled with affection. "Why? You don't like it?" my insecurities about that resurface, fearing that she could only like my dominant side and not this clingy, childish one.

"I don't," she shakes her head. "I love it."

For a brief moment, I believed she was serious.

"Then I won't stop," I nuzzle her nose and stick one leg between hers, dropping a kiss on her neck. "I gotta leave my mark," I whisper, pulling back slightly to look into her eyes. "I need to show my ownership."

She doesn't disagree but nods. "Do it, I feel like a stray cat without it," she smiles, encouraging me. I laugh but lean in and press my lips against her neck. I go gently, wanting to show my love and devotion without causing any pain. I push the tip of my tongue against her skin and give some soft nibbles, feeling her hand tighten on mine.

I bring it down on the sheets and slowly begin to suck on one same spot, running my fingers down the palm of her hand and wrist. I brush my lips against the hot and wet spot, lick it, and suck harder as I slide my fingers back between hers. I hold her hand tightly, her legs fidgeting the more I keep going.

With my other arm around her waist, I rub it with my thumb and make sure I bruise her neck with my mouth.

I pull away when I feel her back arch, and I check her skin. It's already purple. I smile at the sight of it and look back into her eyes. "You're mine now. And when this fades, I'll make sure to put it back so that it becomes a permanent mark."

She smiles back, trusting me completely. I lean in to kiss her lips this time and speak against them, "Let's go have breakfast now," I move back and stand up with her in my arms, carrying her out of bed to leave the room.

She puts her arms around my neck, staying still. I bring her to the kitchen, Koya following us like a good boy. As I put her down on one of the chairs around the table, she presses a kiss on my cheek and lets go. "Thank you."

"No need to," I sit down next to her, and she grabs the cold glass of milk I served her to drink some. As I dig in the food, I notice Koya trying to jump on her lap nonstop. With her sweet voice, she manages to stop him from jumping and guides him to sit next to her, where he gazes at us.

He's so adorable, I could cuddle him all day long.

I smile at them both, but my attention drifts away once I feel my phone vibrate in my sweatpants pocket. I take a look at the number without waiting as y/n starts eating.

I pick up quickly and leave the room, making sure she won't hear me.