The sound of my phone ringing interrupts us. I groan but keep her in my hold and roll on my back, grab my device, and pick up the call that comes from my boss, which is not usual during the weekend.

"Hello?" I frown but feel y/n pull the blanket up to make her embrace around me more snug. "Hello, I'm sorry to call you on a Sunday, but something happened at the office, and I need your help. Someone hacked the files that were saved for our next project, and we lost everything," he ruins the mood in which my baby put me.

I put the phone away and sigh from frustration, I was supposed to cuddle with her, to enjoy my day, but no, he had to ruin everything. "All right...I'm coming..." I answer him, reluctantly. "Thank you, see you in some minutes," he hangs up. I lock my phone and put my phone on the nightstand. "Do you have to leave...?" the disappointment resounds through her voice, and I run my fingers through her hair. "Yeah...someone hacked the computers at the office...the boss wants me to help him..."

"But you're not supposed to work today..." she slides up my body to cling onto me. "I know, baby," I press my lips on her cheek and roll over to be on top of her. I pamper her cheekbone with little kisses to fill her with love and compensate for leaving the house when I shouldn't have.

I move my head up at the feeling of her smiling, and I kiss her lips before separating us. I sit up at the edge of the bed and rise. "I promise I won't stay there for too long, okay?" I look at her, giving her my word. She nods but still leaves the bother on her face. "I'm taking a shower," I warn her and get to the bathroom.

20 minutes later...

I step out after getting fresh, which is something I needed after such a night. I set my eyes on y/n, who's on her phone, and I move up to our wardrobe to get my clothes out. I open the doors and pick them.

"Can I take a picture of your nice butt cheeks? Just so I can always remember them," the naughty girl surprises me with her question. I laugh but turn around, not believing what I heard. "Go ahead, I hope you enjoy the view," I play along and focus on the fabrics I need to take.

"Thank you, my sexy man," she giggles all by herself on the bed, making me soft. I grab a pair of gray, checked trousers and turn around to gaze at her. She looks over her phone to have her eyes on me and moves it down, leaving it on the side for me. "How much time will you take?"

"I don't know yet, baby," I tell her the truth, closing the button and zipper of my clothing. "Hm..." she tries to hide her pout, her eyes remaining on my torso. "Don't make this face, it breaks my heart," I smile at her but take the white pullover I choose. She gives me an even sadder face, knowing how weak I am for that. I close the doors behind me but step towards her. "Come here and give me a kiss."

She stands up and walks onto the bed to end into my arms and kisses my lips, her naked body being held by my arms. I smile at her and kiss her lips. "I love you. I'm coming home in a short time," I speak against her lips and put her back on the bed. "I love you too," she sits down and lays the blanket over her body.

I run my fingers through her hair and bend over to drop one last kiss on her head. Then I leave the room.

•••

2:40 pm.

"Thank you so much, Jungkook. I don't know what I would have done without you," he expresses his gratefulness as I only want to leave at this moment. "You're welcome," I force a smile and bow to him. I'm upset since he made me come here for no reason, this wasn't even hacked at all, the files were just stolen, and I could retrieve them easily because there was a copy.

"Anyway, before you leave, I wanted to talk about something with you. I only got the information today, so I feel like you should be the first one to know about it," he takes a look at his phone, and I listen to what he has to say.

"So, we have been working on the sketches of those devices for the company in America, and I talked to them this week, but they really like what you do, like, a lot," he smiles at me as I cannot understand whether this is something good or bad. "Let's get straight to the point, I'm going to send some employees in New York to work there, and you're among them. Your salary will be drastically increased, and this will last for two years," the news that were supposed to be positive brings me down more than ever, my brain not working anymore. "What do you think?"

I do not answer, not liking this when I should have. If I was alone, single, with no one by my side, I would have taken this opportunity as wonderful, but this is not the case right now, I have y/n, and I cannot leave her for two years. She has her block release training that will still last for one year once she's done with her first one, we won't handle the distance for so long.

"Are you not happy?" he notices the problem there is. "I...I don't know..." I try to be honest with him, lifting my hand up to my head and brushing my hair back. "Do I have the right to stay here...? I have a—"

"Jungkook, this isn't an opportunity you can decline. This will help our company, and I already talked about the employees, including you, that will leave to work with them for a moment. You cannot refuse," he explains and makes it clear I have no choice. I cannot believe this is happening. "You won't even have to do any interviews to be taken, they already want you. You won't ever get such an opportunity like that again in your life, I'm serious."

"I know..." I sigh and glance away, not happy at all. What am I going to say to y/n once I'm home? I will never handle her reaction, this will for sure be bad and hurt me. "When do we have to leave?"

"A meeting to celebrate it will be done this Friday, and the employees leave on Monday, February third," he tells me, worsening everything. I barely have one week to think about it with y/n. This is hell, and I'd rather stay with her than earn more money. "I know this will be hard because you have a girlfriend, but you don't get anything without any effort. You know this is the right thing to do, you will earn more money, a lot of reputation, and this might lead to something you would never imagine to get."

I don't tell anything since I don't care about anything but y/n right now. "I need to think about this, Mister Lee," I don't give any settled answer, not showing any enthusiasm at all. "Your employees count on you as well," he adds even more pressure to not make it any better for me, but I nod and head to the door. "See you tomorrow, Mister Lee."

"See you," he responds, so I go out and leave this place.

•••

3:10 pm.

I unlock the door of the house to come back after more than one hour that I wish could have not be spent that way. The scent of food brings me some comfort, but my mind is still stuck with what my boss announced me. I leave my shoes on the floor and join y/n, who I assume to be in the kitchen.

As soon as I walk out of the entry room, I see her at the kitchen counter, cooking some food. She turns her head towards me and gives me one of the sweetest smile, hers, so I give her one back but with an aching heart.

"How did it go?" she puts her utensil down but wraps her arms around me once I get closer. "Well...fine...but that was not even a hack, the files were stolen, and I retrieved them with the copy that was blocked...so yeah, he's a dumbass," I don't bring up the most sensitive topic yet, caressing her back and checking what she's cooking. "Oh, what an incompetent," she sneers but moves back to the food. "Look what I cooked, it's ready, just on time for you," she beams, her joy affecting me in a different manner.

"I love you so much, sweetheart," I press a kiss on her lips, and she takes all the dishes to get everything in them. She lays the food on the round, dining table and takes my hand to bring me to a seat. "There's some chocolate on the pancakes because I know you love it a lot," she kisses my cheek and joins me, sitting down by my side. "Thank you," I try it, loving how caring she is. She's as wonderful as a wife, better than the one I had. She makes me happy every single day.

"Are you okay?" she chews on her pancake, and I swallow, staring down at my dish for a few seconds. I bring my fork on the table and take hold of my glass to drink the milk. "I need to talk to you about something, baby," I don't hide anything from her since we promised we would always be honest with each other. "What is it...?" the anxiousness already takes over.

I know she hates when I say that, she knows it means something is wrong. "Uhm..." I join my hands and put my elbows on the table to look into her eyes. "My boss talked about something when I was about to leave...and..." I hesitate, finding it hard to tell her. I gulp down and peek down, briefly. "The American company we work with has told him that they love my work a lot, and they...you know—"

"They want you to work with them...?" she cuts me off. "Over there...?" she understands without the need to get more words from me. I nibble on my inner lip but nod to her. "For two years..." I point out since this is the worst part.

She drops her gaze down on the table and brushes her fingers over her lips. She remains silent for a moment, reacting the same way I did when I heard it. "What do you say about it...?" she peeks at me, speaking in a quieter voice. "Well..." I sigh, lifting my linked hands up to my mouth. "He told me I don't have a choice. I can't refuse, I believe that he will not appreciate it if I refuse to go. He might make me regret it..."

"Hm..." she passes the back of her hand on her cheekbone, looking away. "He said we have to leave next Monday. There will be a meeting this Friday to celebrate it...I guess all the employees will be there after work," I barely dare to speak, seeing the grief this caused. I keep my hands over my lips, staring at her but feeling hurt.

"If you had to right to choose whether you go or stay, what would you have said?" she obviously tries to contain her emotions. I know her now, I know her behavior, her habits by heart, and right now I know she's sad and broken because of this. "I would have stayed with you because two years is not bearable, I cannot stay away from you for so long."

"So you'll go...right?" she rests her head on her hand and gazes down at my lips. "I have to, baby..." I do not make her believe in something that will not happen. No matter what her father did to me, he was the best boss I've ever had, and I know he wouldn't have forced me to work abroad if I didn't want to.

"Does that mean you'll leave me in one week and won't come back for two years...?" her eyes become glisten, my heart having a hard time to bear this gaze. "I'll try to come back as often and as much as I can, I promise. It's really difficult to take it since I got to know about it only now...I really don't like him...I feel like he only thinks about his money and nothing else."

A tear leaves her left eye, but she instantly wipes it away. "Baby..." I bite my lips and try my best to not let the emotions take over me. I touch her face and hold the side of it to caress her skin. "Don't cry, please. We're going to find a solution..." I do not know what to say to comfort her, feeling like there's nothing good that could be found as an answer.

"There's no solution..." she sobs but keeps her head down to avoid my eyes. "Come here..." I cup the side of her neck to gesture her to inch closer, and she stands up to get on my lap and put her arms around my neck. "What am I going to do without you...?"

I hold her close but do not have the right words to answer her. I pass my hand over her back and kiss her arm. Why should I even say? We both know this will be terribly hard.

"I don't want to continue my classes...I'll go with you..." she cries in the crook of my neck, the pain crushes me. I shake my head. "No, baby...you have to work well, finish it, and get your diploma for the job you want to do in the future. I won't let you quit."

"But I can't stay without you, Jungkook...I'm scared..." she doesn't hide her emotions and feelings anymore, sounding frightened about this. I close my eyes and rest my head on hers, I don't say anything, not adding more to this.

I calm her down with caresses and kisses on the tip of her nose, the bridge of it, wishing this could be a nightmare. I'm not comfortable, I don't feel good about this.

I don't even want to tell her we'll talk on the phone every day, to tell her we'll see each other on FaceTime at least once a day, I don't want to think or talk about this.

— Next day —

Monday, January 27, 2020.

7 am.

"Baby," I try to get her attention, driving her to school for once. "Hm?" she peeks at me, drifting her eyes away from outside the window. "Do you know where I can see her before the classes start?" I ask, ready to have a talk with the woman who dared to call my baby a hypocrite. "I think you can get to the teacher's room, they will let you see her."

"Okay," I place my hand on the gear selector, arriving at school. "Are you sure you want to do this...? You don't have to...and your boss is gonna be mad at you..." she tries to change my mind, but I shake my head. This woman has to know what shouldn't be done or said to her students, especially when this student is my girl.

"What's her name, again?" I ask for her to remind me  making sure I won't make a ridiculous mistake. "Miss little bitch—" my hand slapping her thigh ends her sentence. "Hey. Do not talk like this," I correct her for saying such words. "Even if you're right."

She giggles but clenches her legs. "Anyway, here we are," I stop the car in front of the school. We both unfasten our seat belts and get out of the vehicle together. I hold her bag since it's heavy, and I walk up to the school yard with her.

"Don't get angry, okay?" she peeks up at me, but a guy yells her name right when I lay my eyes on her. We both put our attention on him, but he smiles at me. "Hey, are you Jungkook?" he asks me, knowing my name. "Yes. Who are you?" I pray for him to not be the one who bothers her every day. "I—" he gets pushed away by y/n. "We need to do something, leave us alone for a moment."

That's him. The one who made her fail her test and caused this.

She steps forth and grabs my hand to move towards the teacher's room, but I stop her. "Wait a minute. Are you her table mate?" I stay on my spot, not leaving yet. "Yes, has she talked about me?"

"Yes, she did, and I'm warning you, you better leave her alone and stop making sexual remarks to her, all right?" I look straight into his eyes to make sure he understands me well. He reacts with some astonishment, taken aback by my words. "She's here to work and do her best, so if you want to annoy someone and not be serious in your work, then go to somebody else that have the same mindset and stay away from her."

"I..." he clears his throat but turns red, lacking of confidence now that he's facing me. "I will leave her alone, sir..."

"You better do," I step away and get in the direction y/n is walking. "I told you not to get angry..." she gives me a little slap on the arm. "Hey, this guy is a freaking jerk and moron, I'm not going to not say anything," I raise my eyebrows, but she sighs and enters the building, so I follow her to the room at only a few feet away from the door we passed by.

"Here it is..." she points her finger at the door but grabs her bag. I knock on it without thinking twice. "Stay next to me, baby," I whisper to her, and the door opens.

"Good morning," a man greets me, so I return the words, but ask for y/n's teacher who better be here. "Oh, Miss Kyung," he turns around and calls her name.  "She's coming," he steps aside and lets the woman walk up to us, so I take the test out of y/n's bag to have an evidence.

"Good morning, what's happening?"