When it came to promises, he broke many, one of them was no other but the very one he gave to his mother-country, he despised his self for that, he even tried to avoid his reflection in the mirror ever since, afraid to meet a person he doesn't know nor he wanna get to know either. Another unkept pledge was the one to his late wife, he was holding her hand when she flat-lined, promising that he would take care of their son until death takes him away, but he failed her just the way he did with his job, adding another load of hatred toward his own person. Seeing that child growing day after day, only to notice how much he took from his features, the boy was a miniature of his father, beautiful doe eyes, deep as the ocean, reflecting the loath he bored for his self whenever he looked at the young boy. The raven overgrown hair, that the child made a scene about cutting, whenever his father tried to force him into doing the only thing he disliked the most, reminding the older man of the resemblance between them once more. Jungkook wished the child resembled his wife more, he wanted to see her in their offspring, maybe, only that way, he could have loved him a bit more, he could have provided more of his time and warmth to the boy , but life was punishing him, and at this time, also the child, for something neither of them ever had a saying into. The little boy's fault was that he reminded the father about his self, and the man couldn't help but visioning another tragedy similar to his in the lad's fate, which scared him greatly, but also, reminded him about his darkness every time his gaze fell on the boy.

Being in that cold corridor, while waiting endlessly, every minute felt like an eternity, for him, it seemed like the clock stopped at a certain time, and that time was just before his hand left the little's one, as the bed got pushed further by the nurses and the medical staff, motioning it toward the surgery room.

Jungkook resented his self for the lost times, for the mean words, for the uncaring demeanor, if only time could turn back, he would have definitely reviewed his acts, he would have been for sure a father his son could be proud of, if only...

But that was no time to regret, he knew he would do his best, he promised, he won't dodge away from death if that could make up for his past deeds, if his absence could change the destiny of the little boy, if it could provide the comfort he eagerly dreamt about, he doesn't at all mind it, in fact, he was ready for it, welcoming any kind of ending, only if once the curtains draw closed, a different comedy unfold it tales for his son. A comedy that doesn't go near his own tragedy by any means.

Katarina was a woman of word, but was she really? In all cases, all what matters is the way things unfolds, and this time, the angel inside her won over the devil, portraying a new different person, a human.

Maybe feelings, or, was it him? It wasn't really clear for her, but one thing was as clear as the sun in a summer day, she rooted for his happiness, he was her main lead in that movie that she dearly loved, there was no marge for a sad ending in her books for the man, there couldn't be, it wasn't even an option to be considered. Traces of sadness she spotted in his dark orbs at their first encounter, that exact sadness which was one of the triggers for his curiosity toward the man, she sweared, she would erase it, replacing it with any kind of emotion, under one only condition, positive ones.

Katarina admitted the chart of the younger, pulling some strings here and there, a situation in which Namjoon came very helpful, she succeeded finally in booking top notches surgeons from the cardio-thoracic department, only the elite in the latter, to operate on Jungkook's son. The heart that she obtained illegally, bribing the needy family of the original owner who was brain-dead due to that accident he had, taking advantage of the boy's father, who has a strong addiction to gambling, the latter couldn't refuse the huge amount she proposed, nor the new life she promised, providing the poor family with the ownership of a huge villa in Ilsan, close from the outskirts of the mentioned city. It was a house she really liked, she used to go there to seek calm and to clean her head from different thoughts, but it was nothing she couldn't afford for Jungkook, the money was at her disposal, so she decided to make good use of it, helping the sick boy, and his father to regain their smiles.

As she stood near to the beverage's distributor, leaning her body on the latter while her thoughts started roaming around, between negative and positive, her eyes fell on the worried father. The man kept scratching on the same area on his fingertip, peeling  the skin that surrounded his nail, until it started bleeding, but he was unaware of that, just like how much oblivious he was about whatever in his propinquity.

She could sense his misery, looking at his arched back, and empty eyes that were deprived from focus. A despondency visited her heart at the sight, she wished she could middle even in that operation although her ignorance in the topic, doing literally anything, even if that meant holding a gun on the doctor's head, urging him to do a good job and hurriedly, so he can be relieved, so he can breath freely, so she could gain his attention back.

At the end of the day, he was hers, she made it clear and from the very beginning, having someone or something clouding his thoughts, and shifting his attention from her, couldn't be accepted, even if those thoughts were about his son. She only wanted to see his smile, she only wanted to see him satisfied and content, nothing less than that could live up to her expectations, for that exact reason, she was able to take any length, to walk on unpaved paths, to unleash demons and angels only, for him.

Just to see the sparkle of merriment in his dark globes.

"Jungkook! There are still many hours left before the end of the surgery, I booked a room for you, go take a nap, I will stay here meanwhile"

" I'm fine, you can rest your body a bit, I will stay, I need to"

A sad smile adorned his lips, a failed attempt to exhibit a strength he lost already, his feelings were troubled to put it mildly, she was well aware, but the man he was, couldn't and wouldn't ever show vulnerability, even to her. His gaze hurriedly went down to his lap, getting lost again nowhere and everywhere, the idea of loosing his son petrified him, he really knew how it feels to loose a beloved one, and he knew for sure that he couldn't handle another loss, especially, the loss of the pupils of his eyes, his offspring.

" Jeon Jungkook-ssi!"

The man's voice awakened him from the trails of thoughts that crowded his head, his gaze hurriedly followed the source of the voice, it was finally the time, the surgery came to an end, with that, his trepidation reached a summit, but whatever the doctor had to say, he couldn't flee from it, he needed to face it, and he needed enough courage for that.

" Please doctor, he is alive isn't he?"

" He is Jungkook-ssi, although we will need to monitor his state closely, to see how his body will react to the new heart, but for the moment, we are positive, the surgery was a success, we will need the strong boy to do the rest"

Jungkook finally sighed in relief, a breath that was suffocating his chest for more than ten hours, since the operation started, finally he was able to let it out. Seeing how his eyes smiled before the grin could reach his lips, Katarina's lips parted in a soft simper, she was delighted about the success of the surgery, moreover, she was happy that such a smile finally drawn on his lips, on his eyes.

He looked ethereal in that emotional state.

" I'm happy for the both of you, it was something I should have done sooner"

Her head was hanging down as she let those words, she meant to apologize, but it was never in her character to bluntly seek forgiveness about anything, she needed him to know that she regretted, using his son to bargain was never a good idea, but she needed to pressure him. She was afraid her methods would become a backlash at some point in their lives, she deemed it right and logic to correct that incident sooner than later, avoiding at all costs being a reason for an eventual doom over his head, she knew that such a fact would separate them forever, and that couldn't be considered in her instance, not with all the love she had for him.

She'd rather die than being away from him.

" You saved him Katarina, you did"

"You did what? Come again, I think I misheard you?"

" You didn't oppa, its just like you heard before, everything went good, and he is now in Namjoon's hospital"

"Katarina, you just gave him all your cards, that was a joker card you fucking discarded. Mark my words, he will leave without paying back the kindness, you destroyed a smooth deal Katarina"

Seokjin flipped upon hearing about the situation. He couldn't believe his own ears, he already in fact sensed the different demeanor that absorbed her, but, he never thought she could surrender to her heart so easily, involving feelings with work was very much unlike her, and that made his anger grow bigger. Seeing how easily she was dancing on Jungkook's rhythms, how much he was affecting her and changing her with the less of effort, triggered his jealousy, drove it to a thin layer of patience, that was almost ripped.

" It's good you brought that matter, I have something to say about it"

"Don't Katarina, just don't"

" Oppa, I will need to come out with an excuse, I guess I need your help"

"What? Are you even in your right mind Katarina, does it seem logic to withdraw now? Katarina, its not about the money and you know me, I couldn't care less about it, Katarina, our lives we're talking about, our heads are on the stake, please, reconsider"

Announcing the withdrawal of Jungkook straight into the face of the jealous Seokjin, was no good idea, not only regarding the game it self, but she was, without even knowing, loosing a friend, a partner, a soulmate.

For the sake of an emotional satisfaction.

How shallow of her.

She was making out of him an enemy, which wasn't really a wise move. Being unaware of his feelings toward her, Katarina was trying to convince him about an idea she was deeply mistaken about, business should be kept that way, emotions should have never middle with profit, she was ruining herself, and drowning with her Seokjin, threatening his life with her immature decisions.

The jury and the sponsors are never going to accept a withdrawal after the first match, she should have reconsidered at the beginning, seriously, where was her brain before? When she was bargaining with the man's son, only to convince him about a deal that she wants to end up breaking now.

She needs someone to slap her face , bringing the brat acting in her stead out.

But she couldn't be blamed neither, she couldn't risk him, she trusted him and that is a fact, but sending him with her own hands into a playground from which he may never come back, was something she couldn't afford. She'd rather be chased by the sponsors for a lifetime, than giving him out as a scapegoat, only to satisfy the odd taste and the disturbed hobby of some old hags.

" I'm an action lover, and so you are, let's just have some fun, it has been a while"

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