❝Know you❞
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I SAT ON THE MATTRESS, TOOK OFF MY top, looking at the fresh wounds mixed with the old ones. I sighed, feeling my breath tighten as I noticed how tight my bra was actually hooked, I groaned at the pain, leaning back a little. I looked at the ceiling, a nostalgic feeling filled my nose as I finally recognised the familiar roof, water was always coming out from the cracks whenever the person living up took a bath.

The flat felt more empty without my father, I was lonely. Looking at these scars and wounds, my insecurity deepened, just having a beautiful face doesn't makes my body equally beautiful. All this life, I've been wanting to find the man who will love me amid these scars, but guess what, I found a man who was struggling with his own life.

Today I've said that. No more regret, if he loves me, then he needs to love me, not the Seran in me. I sighed again, finally noticing the tears near my eyes. I sniffed, getting up and pulling the top over my head. I sat near the table, opening the noodles and trying to forget things, I had my dinner.

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Jungkook bit his lips, tired. You barely know anything about me. Your voice was stuck in his head, he realised that it was actually true, he didn't know anything about you, except your dead mother, sick father and poverty, he never digged into your life deeper.

He didn't even listen to your life story like you did, it made him realise you both were so different, he was clueless, while you knew everything. You comforted him when he was sad, but he never comforted you, he realised that his love was too clueless, pointless to even exist.

"Why?" He muttered, feeling tears fall down his cheeks. "Why Seran? Why did you leave me with this scar?" He held his aching chest. "Haerin. Haerin. Haerin I'm sorry for not knowing. I'm sorry for not comforting you. I'm sorry for being this cruel that you forgot yourself somewhere because  of me." He muttered, sobbing and leaning back on the couch.

"I want to find out about you. I want to like you, love you, purely. You, just you. No Seran, please, just give me one more chance." He muttered, wiping his eyes.

"I'll find out about you."

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"Hey, your husband didn't come today." Anna poked my shoulder, startling me. Usually if Jungkook came, I'd feed him something, but I think because of our encounter yesterday, he's angry.

However, I don't regret it, I had to say it some day. "I think he's offended or something." I muttered, eyes on the glass door, before I got busy with the customers.

"Welcome—" I stopped, noticing the loan sharkers. "Why're you here?" I asked, they smirked. "When do you get off work?" He asked, I sighed. "Who are you all?" Anna asked, noticing that they weren't ordering something. "We're her brothers. When does she gets off work? Can we have her for some time?"

Anna glanced at me, and I nodded. "Fine."

I walked out with them, glaring. "Why're you here?" I asked, he laughed, "I've paid the loan off." He nodded. "Who was that guy who came to give the money, your sugar d—" I raised my hand, "Stop already. I've got nothing to do with you anymore. Don't bother me anymore."

"How can I not?" I pushed them, "You b—" I closed my eyes when he raised his hand, opening them back when I noticed that he got stopped. I looked up, eyes widening, "Jungkook?" He looked down at me, grabbing my waist. I was shocked by his actions. "Don't you dare touch my wife." He growled, making my heart flutter.

"Who the heck are you?" He growled, Jungkook scoffed. "I'm her husband, and the 'sugar daddy' you're talking about...is also me." He said, unsure if it made sense.

"Jungkook—" He cut me off by punching the man. "If I see you near her again, I'll make sure you don't see the daylight ever again." He said.

And thanks to his boldness, the loan sharkers left. He pulled my closer, holding my bandaged cheek, I flinched in pain, hitting his shoulder. "Id—" He pulled me closer, kissing my forehead and hugging me. "I'm sorry I wasn't early. Were you scared?" I stopped, biting my lips to not cry.

"I was." My voice cracked as I gripped his shirt harder, "I was so scared." I said, crying as I hugged him tightly, feeling safe. He patted my back, "It's okay." He said, and I felt comforted.

I snuggled into his neck, tears damping my face. I felt safe in his arms.