As the daylight cracked through the windows of their room, Jungkook was engulfed with the cosiness of his sheet, but his body felt a bit cold, like missing the body heat of his girlfriend.

Frowning with the eyes still closed, his hands searched for her, but a panic arised through him when he found the space near him empty and cold.

Alarmed he marched downwards to find his girl but the terror in his mind settled when he saw her in his kitchen, in his shirt, dancing on slow beats of music that played into the background.

A smile settled on his face as he saw her trying to make sweet delicacies, all her hair and kitchen wrapped in flour. Sneaking up on her, he tried not to make any noise as he enjoyed the view of her swaying hips on soft tunes.

A gasp left her lips as his two strong and veiny arms circled her waist, his face hiding into the crook of her neck to inhale her vanilla body mist.

"You need to stop scaring me like that." She whispered breathlessly.

He smiled against her skin and turned her in his arms to face him. Smiling, he turned her into his arms, blessing his eyes with her gorgeous face. "What are we making early in the morning?"

He tried to look over her shoulder to get a view of what she had been so busy cooking, but she blocked his view, her eyes flashing a warning sign. "That's a surprise so do not peek."

"Well then I am scared for my taste buds." He teased her on purpose.

Her mouth opened slightly in shock but the teasing glint in his eyes gave her the message that he was just trying to get on her nerves. "We will see what you say when you eat it."

"Yeah, we will." Brushing off the flour on her cheek and hair, he looked deep into her eyes and then her lips and bent down to capture her lips only to be stopped by her.

"What?" He whispered frustrated.

"You just woke up and you haven't brushed. So no kissing until you're fresh."

He groaned feeling irritated, but gave into her words. "Ugh, fine."

She giggled at his adamant behaviour, continuing her work later as she saw Jungkook marching towards his room at the speed of light. While she continued whisking the cream, she felt proud how the batter had turned. She wasn't a good cook, she knew that but she loved baking and preparing something special for her boyfriend excited and made her nervous at the same time.

Boyfriend..the word was so foreign and beautiful at the same time. They are a couple now. Term happy was too minimalist to define what she was feeling. It was ecstatic , surreal and really beautiful. Like they were living their own fairytale in real life.

While she was busy in her thoughts, the smell of his aftershave hit her senses as Jungkook paddled down the stairs with wet hair and naked torso. His black sweatpants settled low on his hips and water drizzled through the sharp planes of his abs making her clench her legs. And damn what an absolute view she had been blessed with.

Smirking, Jungkook pulled her in his embrace, pressing his body into hers.

"Did you have a good sleep?" She asked in a whisper, all while looking at his lips.

The tips of his lips jerked upwards, "I always do when I am with you."

Pushing her forwards to step on his feet, he changed the music into a sweet, romantic melody. Her arms looped around his neck, while he circled her waist possessively. There was absolutely no space between them. Serenading on the soft number they waltzed in the cosy atmosphere.

"I always dreamt of dancing like this..just you and me in our own space."

"All your dreams are mine to make true, Cupcake."

Slowly, his hand freed her brown locks that were captured in her rubber band. Even though she was on his feet, she was shorter than him that made her look insanely small in his arms and that masculine urge to protect her arose inside him.

"Do you want me to make you something else like tea or coffee?"

"No.." he leaned down, giving her an eskimo kiss. "You are the only thing I want right now."

"Do you want to-"

"Cupcake." He interrupted his voice stern and soft.

"Hmm?" She eyed him curiously, biting her lip.

"Shut up and let me kiss you."

Pulling her by the back of her neck his mouth finally kissed her, stealing her breath and senses at the same time. He slid past her parted lips and their tongues intertwined erotically. His fingers slid deeper into her hair, gripping her strands and tilting her head to side to slant his lips more. He tasted like the best kind of sin, along with hints of something more dangerously addictive.

Desire melted down her core, making her head spin. So much passion, so quickly, made her feel the most beautiful woman in the entire world.

His mouth continued to consume hers, edgy and hungry and blissfully indulgent and after a good long while, his lips separated from hers and he tugged her head farther back so he could trail his kiss down the column of her neck and throat.

"You taste so fucking good." He rasped in her ear. "I could eat up every piece of you."

His hot, perfect words set her ablaze, everywhere.

Parting his lips from hers he let out a sigh of contentment. "I think I started breathing right now." He murmured, leaving a peck on her lips, nose and then her eyes.

She laughed softly, but then excused herself when the microwave alarmed them.

"You can sit on the table while I get our breakfast done."

Nodding, he sat on the table near the island, and opened his laptop to check all his emails or important calls since he had taken a day off.

Yesterday had been difficult for him. It was suffocating in a lot of ways, but having his girlfriend next to him the morning after didn't seem so dark and unhappy that he thought it would be. It was a new ray of hope and sunshine rather. Just like her.

As much as he wanted to spend the entire day staring at her, he couldn't because there was a big project by the government coming right up. His personal life was messed up right now but Jeon Jungkook wouldn't let anyone turn it up against him.

All the big companies were hunting for this major project, that made it even more important for him to strike his way.

And he would get that project in any possible way. By hook or by crook, Jeon Jungkook never failed. And never will.

"Okay, so here it is."

He shut down his laptop and looked at her as she walked towards him with the freshly baked delicacy. The savouring fragrance of freshly baked bread and cream filled the room. He couldn't help but grin when he finally caught the glance of what she had been making.

"A cupcake?" He asked incredulously.

"Not just any cupcake." She said with a bit of sass when she came to sit right next to his chair, lowering the dish so he could get a glimpse of fancy looking dessert. "It is the best lemon cupcake you have ever had. It has lemon cream in the inside and lemon frosting above with a buttery texture. I am sure you are going to love it." She said all in a breath, slightly proud of the presentation that she put on, that made her feel something like a chef.

He shook his head with a small chuckle, "I wonder why it isn't chocolate flavoured knowing how obsessed you are with it."

"It is lemon flavoured because I know it is your favourite." She shrugged casually.

Her words put a halt on his face. "How do you know my favourite flavour?"

"I observed. While we were in Bangkok, I observed how much you enjoyed the cupcake during breakfast. For a person like you who is so strict with his diet, having you binge on cupcakes didn't take long to identify it is your favourite. "

That was it..right there. The emotion of warmth swirling in his chest.

There was a pause, a comfortable and long pause. When Y/n looked up in her boyfriend's eyes, she could feel something deep in her belly.

It was what she read in books..that first look of love. Like she was the only person in this world he would look at.

Not wanting to get her hopes high, she shook her head and cleared her throat. "You should try this..I bet this is the best thing you have ever eaten."

He shook his head, treating her to a wicked sounding chuckle , as he pierced his eyes into hers. "The best cupcake I will ever have is-" He paused leaning down, brushing the tip of his nose against the column of her neck. "-my Cupcake." His fingers brushed her thighs, before he pulled her chair closer, trapping her between his thick thighs.

She sucked in a breath but did not stop the pressure of his fingers teasing the inside of her thighs.

"Can you please shut up and eat my cupcake?"

The small, playful smile decorating the corners of her mouth told him what she meant.

"Sit on my face and I will."

"You are so bad." She said in a husky voice with her voice matching the flaring desire in her eyes.

"I can be whatever you want me to be." He whispered , his fingers kneading the flesh of her thighs that created a flood inside her. "I already have my Cupcake. But if you sit on my lap and feed me I might eat this lemon one."

"As you wish." She set the plate on the table and instead of sitting across his lap, she straddled him, deliberately pressing her wet core on his hard erection. She rocked against his aching dick, her nipples brushing against his naked chest and he groaned deep in his throat, a strong surge of need igniting in his bones.

He grabbed her hips, stopping her before she could do it again. "Cupcake.." he growled "Do you want me hard? Do you want to push my buttons so I fuck you wild and not care about your safety? Do you want to be treated like a rag doll when I am trying to be a good boyfriend and not fuck you right across the table the first thing in morning?"

Her chest heaved up and down, sweat sheening her body as her lips slowly dragged themselves on her dried cushions.

But she liked this intensity. She would always choose the wild him above his gentle side. So she did what she was good at..she pushed his buttons.

"I think you should think again. Because when my lust goes high, my bites go deep and my nails scratch hard enough to draw out blood and pain from you."

Jungkook was amazed, his cock turning into hard steel at her words , but smirked at her statement instead of retaliating. "If wanting your pussy will have me shredding my blood then be it. Because I will take what's mine. You are mine, Cupcake. Your heart, your soul and your pussy. I like eating it, licking it softly, and sliding my fingers in and around it without stopping and I like how it rewards me every single time, how it welcomes me inside with open doors and how it gets so wet for me engulfing me in it's warmth. So.. " he leaned in closer to her brushing his lips against her, the fist in her hair tightening "..you should better feed me a bite of that cupcake before I eat you instead."

She shivered at his sexy threat , but she obviously wanted him to try the dessert she made , so she behaved. Picking up the fork on the plate, she cut a perfect piece that had the bread, the filling and the frosting and fed him a piece.

As soon as the tart and sweet lemony flavours hit his taste buds, a moan of appreciation rose in his throat. By far, the cupcake was the best dessert he’d ever had, and he was impressed by her baking skills. The cake itself was moist, the filling like lemon silk, and the frosting did melt in his mouth.

The cupcake on the plate, decorated with frosting that looked like a delicate swirl of ribbons and lace, was as professional looking as…the one he’d seen looking through the kitchen window in his childhood home when he’d been a young boy. The long-ago memory popped into his head.

"When I was young.." he started, his throat suddenly feeling heavy. She tipped her face looking at him. "When you were young , what?"

He shook his head. "Nothing."

“It was obviously something,” she persisted. “What happened when you
were a kid? Were you not allowed to have cupcakes?” she asked, her gaze trapping him.

It was a good thing that she knew about his childhood, normally he would have avoided talking to anyone else about what happened to him in his childhood but the soft, compassionate look in her eyes compelled him to share something he’d rather not even think about.

"When I was a kid, mom wouldn't let me have cupcakes. She would hide them from me to give it to Jin." He let out a bitter chuckle before continuing " Whenever I saw her pampering my brother, it fucking hurted me. But I was never jealous. Jin would love me more than my mother could ever do."

It was the most profound glimpse of his childhood he had ever given to anyone. He didn't like people invading his space, because it was too dark. But Y/n was the light in that darkness who had the strength to not quiver easily. And it felt good to share something so personal yet painful to someone at the same time.

"Oh God.. " She places her hands gently on either side of his face. Her eyes held a certain kind of tenderness that he craved for. The warmth that he missed on winter nights and the fresh breath that he craved for when he felt suffocated.

He swallowed hard and forced himself to continue. "Jin didn't know for a long time how Mom treated me. I can't blame him because he was also very young. But sometimes I just wish she also loved me and made me feel special at least once. I had Dad and my brother but I craved her love, her attention. I felt worthless. And after Jin died, her feelings towards me turned into hatred. I felt I did not deserve to live in this world."

Her eyes were covered with a thin sheet of sorrow. "What about your Dad? Did he not know anything?"

"He did not know until Jin was dead. One day Mom had hit me until I passed out. I had burns all over my back. The doctors found drugs in my blood sample. I must be ten by then. They were surprised how a young boy could have drugs in his blood, so they called my father. If Taehyung and his mother wouldn't have visited my house that day, I would have died." He swallowed the knot down his throat, his chest burning and ears hurting as he continued "I was in ICU for a month. Almost had no chance of recovering, but maybe Jin was praying for me from above that I survived. Ironically, my mom didn't visit once to check on me whether I was alive or dead. The only time she came to visit was a day after I was admitted and shouted in the hospital that she regretted not having used a knife on me so that I would have died right on the spot. Dad was surprised knowing how I ended up this way. But the next week he filed a divorce and they were separated. Separation wasn't difficult since she was so into drugs that it didn't matter to her that she was going to lose the love of her life. Later she collapsed because of a drug overdose and she was sent to rehab. I hadn't seen her all these years until that day."

A flash of sadness followed by anger sparkled her eyes with tears streaming down them. "Why would she do that to a little boy?"

He wiped her eyes with his thumb, his heart feeling full at her compassionate look. "She had lost her son because of me. Her hatred was justified." He shrugged even though it hurted him more than anything ever could. "But I don't hate her completely. I still wish she would have at least told me about her cancer once.. Maybe..maybe I would have gotten a chance to spend her last few days with her.” He sighed deeply "I am pathetic , aren't I?"

Y/n pursed her lips and shook her head, her fingers combing his hair, "That is how human emotions are. Even if we are deeply hurt and stabbed by a person, our heart always tries to find a hope to reconcile with them. So no, you are not pathetic. You were just a child who was trying to find the love from his mom that he craved all life. I-I just wish I was there with you, when you were going through this alone."

He chuckled, this time with a humorous tinge than a sad, bitter one. "Cupcake, you were probably a year or two when all this happened. I don't think a two year old can give any support except for blabbering all the inaudible words."

She gasped dramatically, placing a hand on her heart "That was rude of you Mr Jeon."

Her playful giggles died as he stroked her waist, his eyes holding sincerity. Leaning his forehead on hers, he whispered, "Thank you, Y/n. Thanks for believing in me and not leaving my side."

She pressed herself against him, their bodies completely moulding as one, his big hands rested right above her ass while hers found his hair. "You don't have to thank me for anything. You matter to me, you are special to me and you are all I care about." She clearly wanted to say something more but she smiled impishly at him, letting the serious atmosphere dissipate into thin air which he was grateful about.

"I will make you as many cupcakes as you want." She said , his heart melting at her little, sincere promise. "Anytime you want."

He laughed, listening to her light hearted comment, but his gaze shifted to something dangerous the moment he saw her tongue swiping against her dried lips. "Right now, you are the only Cupcake I want."

As they stared at each other, she felt an immense bloom in the pit of her stomach.

"Jungkook." That was all, just his name from her lips was enough to drive him crazy.

Time seemed to come on still as he leaned down, his eyes on her mouth.

She felt his warm breath on her lips and started trembling, but the second his lips brushed against hers , it felt as if every cell in her body came alive.

Something between a sigh and a moan came from his throat, before he started kissing her feverishly, tilting his head to take a better possession of her mouth. His lips felt warm and soft in delicious contrast to his palm resting on her waist.

His hands clasped her face as he traced the seam of her lips with his tongue. She moaned, her breasts growing heavy and nipples puckering against the bra.

Her hands flattened against the slab of his chest and moved upwards until her arms were wrapped around his neck.

Suddenly his mouth was everywhere, like he couldn't decide where exactly he wanted to touch her. Her senses reeled as he traced the shell of her ear with his tongue, and then skated his lips right along the jaw to her throat. It all felt too much at the same time.

When her fingers threaded in his hair, he made a raspy, growling sound before his lips returned to hers. Before she could catch her breath, he pulled her closer. Her ass landed right on his erected and they both groaned. He was already hard and she could feel it through his sweats.

She shivered uncontrollably as he ran his calloused hands up her bare legs, his fingertips grazing the insides of her thighs. As she rubbed her breasts against his chest, he grabbed her ass, grinding it against his massive erection. She moaned into his mouth as slick moisture dampened her panties. Her pussy was aching with need and her clit was a deep ball of need.

He cupped the back of her head with one hand and slanted his mouth, deepening the kiss as his tongue wound hotly against hers. Her breath came shallower and faster.

When his other palm slid up her side to cup her breast, her nipple beaded tighter. He made a sound of appreciation,  caressing the stiff peak while sucking her bottom lip.

"Fuck, Cupcake." His hot tongue plundered her mouth while his hips thrusted against hers with slow rocking movements . The granite hard length of his cock stroked her pussy through her underwear,  driving her to the edge. And somewhere in the middle of their make out, Jungkook had carried her from the kitchen to the couch in the living room.

"Lie down." He demanded against her mouth.

Shivering with anticipation, she lay down as he lowered her on the couch, his massive body following suit. His eyes were glittering, hot and fierce.

She slid  her hands through his hair and pulled his head back onto hers. The weight of him, pressing her onto the couch made her feel needy. She wrapped her legs around his waist and hooked her heels behind his muscular thighs. Sucking her bottom lip, he slid his hands under her body and cupped her ass. She groaned as he ground his hips against hers, his massive erection stroking her slit.

"I tried to be good." He growled, pressing open mouthed kisses along her jaw and down her throat. "I tried not to fuck you the minute I saw you in my shirt, looking all mine. But then you just decide to push my button every single time and get the beast out of me."

Her breathless laughter broke down on a gasp of pleasure when he bit her neck, soothing the sensation with his tongue. Her eyes fluttered closed as he caressed her skin beneath the shirt she was wearing.

"So soft." He murmured against the beating pulse of her neck. "So mine."

He caressed her curves , working his way up to her ribs to cup her breasts through her skimpy lace bra. She felt cold air strike her skin, as he lifted the shirt off her body, throwing it somewhere and then lowering his head to suck the hardened bead through the cup of her bra. A shudder ran out of her mouth as her nipple peaked and hardened.

"You are so fucking sexy." He rasped against her wet flesh. "You have no idea how much you turn me on."

Before she could draw a needed breath, he pushed her bra cup down and closed his teeth around her sensitive nipple. She released a strangled cry and arched her back, her thighs trembling around him. He let out a raspy growl, flicking his tongue over her areola into his wet mouth.

"Kook." She gasped.

His mouth moved to her other breast, sucking deeply and hot tears stung her eyes. She fisted her hands in his hair, holding him against her. Her nipples burned for him. She was so hot and ready.

When he kissed her again, she felt his breath hitch against her mouth, before he went for the waistband of her panties. Staring into her eyes, he slipped his hand inside the wet flimsy material of her panties and stroked her wet lips giving all the attention they needed. He groaned something that sounded lustful and dirty.

Her body swelled with a rush of pleasure so intense that her eyes rolled back in her head. He rubbed her clit, his touch making her clench her legs.

She arched her back, rubbing herself against his hand.

But then a tone rang in the background that belonged to his cell. She knew he wouldn't answer it, so her fingers tried to search for the device on the table nearby. He was quick to capture her wandering hands and pinned her under him.

Jungkook pressed his forehead against hers and rasped, "Don't fucking answer it."

"But it might be important."

"Don't answer it." He half commanded, half begged.

Y/n stared up at him, focusing on the warmth of his fingers inside her panties. When the phone stopped ringing , he lowered his head to nibble on her neck, feeding on her pulse point. She shivered and moaned, tangling her hand into the thickness of his hair.

As he hooked his fingers in the waistband of her panties , the phone started to ring again.

"Fucking hell." Jungkook groaned out in frustration.

Y/n let out a resigned breath, "You should answer it. It might be important. "

Jungkook shook his head, but got up frustratingly pulling her with him when the phone rang for the third time. When the caller ID flashed his father's name, he suppressed his groan and answered the call.

"Yes Dad."

"Well I called you because I wanted you to talk to-Wait. Did I just interrupt you?" His father's voice held a teasing tone behind his words.

"I am with my girlfriend on a weekend. What do you think I must be doing?" He growled, trying not to sound how disappointed he was to get cockblocked by his own father.

"Girlfriend? Who? When did you start making a girlfriend? We need to talk about this Jeon."

He cursed mentally at the slip of his words. Of course he hadn't told anyone about Y/n and his new relationship. He had to make it official. And he would do that today itself.

"You already have an idea who it is. But I will bring her home." He spoke, raking his hand through his hair. "Why did you call anyway?"

"Yes about that.." His father's words wandered, a bit of hesitation lacing his voice. "I think you should talk to Sohee about Jin. She deserves to know about her brother. I hope to see you here in an hour."

Cutting the call, Jungkook inhaled sharply, all of his muscles tensing again. Sohee was very young when Jin died. So she didn't remember him. But now was the time for her to know the truth. And that thought scared him shitless. He wondered if she would hate him like the rest of the world did. He wondered if she would also consider him as a culprit for what happened.

Y/n saw the tense look on his face as his grip on her waist tightened involuntarily.

"Jungkook, what happened?" She asked softly, caging his face and caressing his cheeks in an attempt to lessen the lines of tension on his face.

A hard gulp passed down his throat, "It was Dad, he wants me to talk to Sohee about Jin."

She hummed slightly, "And you are worried about her judging you? Scared that she will hate you?"

Jungkook nodded knowingly which made her press her forehead to his, her arms wrapping around his neck. He exhaled softly to breathe her essence that brought serenity to his soul.

"You don't have to worry about that Jungkook. She won't hate you because she will understand that you are innocent. You weren't ever the culprit in the first place."

With closed eyes, he pecked her lips, whispering against them. "You will stay by my side, right?"

"Always."
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"Care to explain what is happening here."

Mr Jeon sat on the couch in the middle of his living room, sipping on his coffee as he eyed his son and Y/n walking hand in hand through the mansion. Jungkook rolled his eyes mocking how his father failed to put on a tough act when in reality he was the happiest person in the world.

"Dad, this is my girlfriend, Y/n. Y/n meet my dad." Jungkook joined his father in the act.

While Jungkook was totally loving this act, he glanced at his nervous girlfriend who was biting her lips. "Cupcake, relax. He's just acting to look tough."

Mr Jeon hummed and walked towards both of them, standing where they were. He looked all stern but when he glanced at them, his lips broke into a smile.

"Finally a wise decision that you have made, Jungkook." His father appreciated him. Y/n glanced at Mr Jeon, a sigh of relief welcoming her when she saw his smiling face. "But right now, Jungkook, you need to talk to Sohee and Y/n we need to have a conversation." Jungkook could feel himself getting nervous again, but Y/n squeezed his hand, to let him know that she was right there beside him.

As much as she wanted to accompany him, she knew there were things that were better to be conveyed just between the siblings, and maybe her presence would intrude on their privacy.

Leaning towards hers, he slanted his body in her direction, while whispering "Wish me luck." She kissed the inside of his palm and wished him luck but that wasn't the wish he wanted. Glancing towards his dad who had been smiling all the while, he gave him a look. Mr Jeon nodded knowingly and turned to the opposite direction closing his eyes. "I am not seeing anything."

Y/n frowned not understanding but was taken by surprise when Jungkook crashed his lips against hers. It was a short kiss but it was primal, consuming and soul wrenching. When he was done kissing her,  he held her close, not wanting to leave her.

"Do you always need to kiss me?" She asked and nipped his lower lip.

"I do. It reminds me that I am alive." He replied, leaning in for another one. He kept the next one shorter, not wanting to turn it into a whole make out session right in front of his father.

Mr Jeon and Y/n walked to the garden as they saw Jungkook heading to the pool area to speak to Sohee.

"I am really happy, you both are together. Believe me, Y/n, I don't think there would have been anyone better than you to mend his broken heart." Mr Jeon spoke, breaking the silence between the two of them.

Y/n glanced down shyly in response. "I am not trying to change him. He is great the way he is. I just hope he is happy with me."

"He is." Mr Jeon replied, handing her a cup of hot chocolate that brought an immediate smile on her face. "I have never seen him this free and happy for the last twenty years. That boy has seen his mother hating him to the core. He has seen his brother, the only person who truly loved him, die in front of his eyes, only to be blamed as his murderer later." A deep sigh of sorrow left his mouth. "I was never with him in his younger years for too long, but I wish I was. His mother treated him like crap. That boy had seen his childhood turning into a dark nightmare which was supposed to be a beautiful dream for him."

Y/n glanced down to control her tears as he continued. "No child deserves what he went through. He felt like he was a burden. His own mother tried to kill him. When I came to know about this, I tried healing him. Kept him to myself for a year but nothing changed. The boy who was smiling often was lost somewhere in the darkness of the world. After two years I made a tough decision and sent him to London for further studies. It was a tough decision but it was necessary. I thought things will be smooth for him if he will be staying away and they were until a news broke out that he killed his own brother. He lost his friends, he was thrown into that dark hole again. Being a teenager he got into smoking, casual hook ups. He turned into a total rebel. And it turned worse when he met Kaya." Mr Jeon stopped , glancing at Y/n who looked up at him with a frown. It was evident that she had no idea about who this woman was.

"Kaya?"

"Yeah. Jungkook met her in London. How , when, where is his story to tell you. But that woman was vile. She somehow turned his life upside down in a miserable way. She made him believe that he was the reason for the death of Jin. He started hating himself more and more and in return harmed himself. He started thinking he was a monster and in return she got everything from an eighteen year old boy that she wanted. Thankfully she married some man a few years ago. Only after I confronted him, he started getting better. The only good part was his dedication. He wanted to prove himself worthy of everything. He wanted to prove himself that he was the best so that his inner voices would lose the battle. Good for him,it turned into his favour and he was able to establish himself successful as a CEO in other branches of our industry. But I knew if he stayed there longer, he would go back to his old self. The media also tried tainting his name a lot. He was labelled as short tempered, arrogant and a playboy. So I called him here. I wanted to step down and handover the company to worthy hands and he was worthy in all aspects."

Y/n nodded knowingly,  before hesitating to ask. "Was Jungkook ever in love with Kaya?"

Mr Jeon scoffed. "Kaya isn't a woman you fall in love with Y/n. If you think Jungkook ever had any feelings for her then you are wrong. She was just a nightmare in his life. A very cunning woman. She was almost twice his age so you can definitely understand in what aspects she had used him. Thankfully she married a rich businessman a year later, and Jungkook got hold of a few minor branches as the head in London. Once he was into business there was no going back for him. He continued his studies and handled the company. He was soon successful so that boosted his confidence. And since then there has been no looking back." He looked at Y/n, giving a firm squeeze to her hand. "He is not a bad guy, he just needed the right direction. And he got that with you. He seems changed like the old him is returning back. He had pushed the good person in him but that side is coming out while he's with you. He smiles more often, he has become a bit soft, he's more calm and controlled and he looks truly happy, not like one of those times where he puts on a fake smile to assure me. You make him happy. He deserves to be happy, Y/n. You both do."

Her head was messed up right now, there was too much new information she got, but what she concluded was that it was true that Jungkook is indeed a good, caring person beneath all the cold exterior. However his childhood or teenage was, it was none of her concerns. It didn't matter to her if he was some arrogant jerk or playboy in his past. At present, she saw the best in him and she made a promise to herself somewhere in her mind that she would give him all the love he deserved and craved for his entire life.

When she looked up at Mr Jeon, he smiled softly at her as if reassuring her not to doubt herself. But between those happy eyes was a sheet of sorrow hidden.

"What about you uncle Jeon? Will you be happy?"

Mr Jeon looked at her questioningly "What are you talking about, Y/n?"

"You are worrying about Jungkook but are you happy? From what Jungkook told me I could understand how madly you were in love with his mother. She already had a child and you loved her and married her without any doubts. You accepted Jin like your own. But then when you came to know how Mrs Jeon treated Jungkook, you got a divorce. And now she's gone and even though she did realise her mistake she can't come back. You are worrying about Jungkook and Sohee. But all this while, your heart was also broken, right?"

Mr Jeon hesitated a bit, but damn she had pulled the right strings of his heart. He knew Jungkook would love her just because of how easily she could read people and understand them.

"I was hurt, a lot. I won't deny it." He accepted. "When you're stabbed it is not the wound that hurts you more, Y/n. It's the face of the person holding the knife that gives you more pain." Those words scratched his tongue while coming out. "I met her when I had just started my father's business. Luckily, I didn't have to struggle much with my career since we already had a family company. Jeon industry those days was small with only one building, so I worked hard and opened new branches. When I met Sierra, I must be in my early twenties. Maybe your age. She was already pregnant with Jin. Her ex boyfriend cheated on her so it was difficult to woo her. She was three years older than me, but she caught my eye at the first glance. She had her reservations to believe in love again . But then she obviously fell into my charms." Mr Jeon winked in Y/n's direction, making her chuckle.

As he sipped on his coffee he continued. "After Jin was born I did love him with everything even if he wasn't my own son. He was a good boy. Cute, sweet and insanely handsome. After four years we had Jungkook. Sierra was hesitant, she wanted to terminate her pregnancy but I assured her that I won't differentiate between my two sons. But, I guess she was the one who differentiated. For her, Jin was always her priority, while Jungkook never mattered to her. I was busy expanding my business and I thought maybe it was all in my thoughts but I was wrong. When I saw Jungkook with those burns and scars in ICU that day, I was shocked. His own mother drugged him, almost killed him." He chuckled bitterly, a lone tear falling from his eyes. "She wasn't so attached to Jungkook since the beginning, and it makes me feel that she loved Jin more because maybe she loved her ex more than me. Maybe I was in delusion of her being in love with me. Maybe I loved her for both of us. I don't know. But what she did with Jungkook was unforgivable. It hurt me to divorce her, but I had no other option. It hurt me to see her drowning herself in drugs but I had to send her to rehab. Thankfully, Jungkook and Jin loved each other to bits. If Jin was the calmness of a river, Jungkook was a complete tsunami. They were completely opposite but they loved each other to the core. Sohee was an accident, and Sierra wanted to keep her because Jin was very excited to have another sibling. But she was only a few months old, when Jin passed away. After that Sierra barely took care of her. Thankfully, my mom took Sohee with her while I was on business tours, but Jungkook fell prey to his mom."

Y/n could feel the pain behind his words but she let him continue, "It hurts. Very bad and sometimes I feel like a fool to have loved a woman so madly and deeply who didn't love me back. Rather she almost killed my son. That child lost his smile, lost his innocence and was pushed further into darkness. And now when Jungkook is finally happy again, all I wish is that he remains the same way."

Y/n gulped, trying to refrain from breaking down in front of him. Nobody deserves to be hurt like that. Neither Jungkook nor Mr Jeon. They both had their own stories and their own pain.

Just then Jungkook turned his head from the pool, him and Sohee smiling at her as they looked at each other through glass doors that separated them.

Her entire world stopped at his twinkling eyes and bright smile. He murmured something to Sohee with a soft look which made Y/n feel butterflies in her stomach.

"When he looks at you, it looks like he has found his safe place, Y/n. And trust me, if there's anything that he can love more than his pride and business, it's you and only you."

Meanwhile, Sohee sobbed in her brother's arms as he narrated the entire story.

"Fuck..why did you keep this from me? You went through all of this alone. Why didn't you ever speak to me about it?" Sohee sobbed.

"I was scared.." Jungkook murmured against her hair, stroking her back gently. "I was scared you would hate me."

"Hate you?" Sohee frowned, distancing herself. "You weren't at fault, Jungkook. You were so young and you had to go through all this. And I had no fucking idea what mom did with you. Shit..I so fucking hate her." Sohee gritted her teeth, anger flashing in her eyes.

Jungkook caressed her cheek, his throat constricting, "Don't. Don't hate her. She's gone. And even though she almost killed me I don't hate her and I don't want you to hate her as well." He licked his dry lips, letting the moisture moisten his soft ones, "I only want us to have good memories, of Mom and Jin both."

Sohee wiped her nose, looking over her shoulder to find her father and her best friend having some serious conversation. "Why does Y/n look like she's giving some kind of interview to Dad."

When Jungkook followed her gaze, he chuckled. Y/n was talking to Mr Jeon all nervous, but when his father handed her a cup of hot chocolate her face lit up like a child getting his favourite candy.

He chuckled. "Well I guess dad is having some really serious conversation with my girlfriend."

"Girlfriend?" Sohee frowned a bit but then her mouth turned into surprise when she connected the dots. "Thank God, finally!". She exaggerated, placing a palm on her chest. "You finally made the right decision, I am so proud of you brother." She playfully gave him a bump on his shoulder.

Jungkook rolled his eyes playfully, but grinned when he saw his girlfriend looking right back at him through the windows. "Look at you, Jungkook. Looking all loverboy, with a shit eating grin on your face. Bet you are the happiest right now."

With a soft look in his eyes, he continued staring at his girlfriend, "I am. I feel like my entire world turned upside down in the most beautiful way."