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Jungkook has been plotting something lately, I just know it.

The insanely frequent, hushed meetings that are happening with between himself, Jin and Taehyung. The fact that our only conversations now are him making small-talk about the baby, and otherwise, he seems withdrawn. 

Like he's lost in his own world.

I stood in the doorway of the Hannok looking out at Jungkook sitting in the leafy garden and again, there he was, with the weight of the world seemingly on his mind.

It made me nervous. Not knowing what to expect.

 Wondering if each new day that came, would be our last together.

Peanut was growing bigger and bigger, day-by-day and this combined with the summer heat, forced me indoors where I decided to take another nap, knowing that it was no use to disturb Jungkook anyway.

In the afternoon, the muffled chatter of strange voices outside forced my dreary eyes open. I wandered out careful to stay hidden from sight, only to find Jungkook entertaining a foreign-looking group of men.

I had never seen them before and it provoked my suspicions even more that something big was about to go down.

As they got into their vans to leave, I scurried back inside before Jungkook could notice me.

I sat on the bed with my hands lightly resting on my belly, waiting.

I heard him enter the room and could sense that he was standing there looking at my back turned but it only lasted a couple seconds.

Jungkook disappeared into the bathroom and when he emerged, he was completely changed. Dressed very importantly in a sleek designer suit, reminding me of when he first walked into my office in New York. 

The other Jungkook was standing here in this room with me now and I gulped nervously, keeping my eyes down.

"What's going on?" I enquired softly. Still looking at my hands as he took a duffle bag out from underneath the bed and stuffed the car keys in his pocket.

"I'll be gone for a few days, Love." He answered mechanically.

I spun around, 

"A few days! What....where are you going?"

"To put a stop to all of this."

I rushed over, grabbing Jungkook and forcing his eyes to look at me.

"Are you leaving me here alone?" I asked, "When are you coming back?"

"Jungkook did his best to smile re-assuringly, "You're not going to be alone. Jin will stay with you. He will keep a good eye on you and the baby."

Tears began to swim in my eyes, "I...." I began but caught a hold of myself right away when I realised that it made no sense to try and stop him. We couldn't live like this forever and so he would have to do what needed to be done. It was up to me to come to terms with that truth.

"Jungkook," I held on tightly to him, my fingers digging into the fabric of his suit. I pressed my head to his chest closing my eyes. Breathing in his sweet scent and feeling him wrap his arms around me protectively.

"Come back to me..." I murmured as the tears slipped past my lips, "Swear that you'll come back to us, Jungkook."

"Mel, I don't want you to worry about me. Stay focussed on the baby and I'll be back before you know it.  If everything goes the way I've planned, then we'll be free to live the rest of their lives together. The way we want to live it! Free..." He kissed my trembling lips.

".....and happy." He swiped his tongue over my lower lip, teasing them apart and kissing me even more deeply. 

Pulling back, Jungkook surprised me as he gently moved my blouse down off my shoulders. 

Letting my breasts fall free, he quickly closed his mouth over my engorged nipples, making me moan out load as he sucked at them gently, his tongue flicking slowly over each one.

It wasn't long before I felt my knees tremble and my core pulse, throbbing like a heartbeat. Clenching and unclenching around nothing...

Then he stopped.

Planting one last kiss fully on my mouth, Jungkook smiled.

"Just remember, Love....I'm not done with you yet." He grinned, "I swear to you, I'll be back to finish what I just started."

And with one more breath-taking smile and devastating wink, Jungkook was gone. 

My tears now dry, he'd left me standing there with my fingers to my lips, still feeling the tingling warmth of his kiss.

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It's been a day and a half since Jungkook's been gone.

A full moon hovers in the sky as I sit in the window of my room.

Don't worry, he said.

But how can I not?

I pursed my lips together, trying to stay strong. 

Jin slid the door to my room open, entering with a soft clatter of cutlery and light tinkle of glass.

He cleared his throat as he set my dinner on the nightstand and moved next to where I was sitting.

I turned briefly to offer him a smile of gratitude and watched him sigh, slipping his hands inside his trouser pockets.

"If you want to keep your strength up Melanie, you must eat." He said.

I nodded, not feeling very hungry even though I had eaten very little in the last thirty-six hours.

"Have you ever heard the story of the wolf and the grasshopper?" Jin asked.

"No," I answered, turning my eyes curiously on him.

"The Wolf stays howling at the moon all night while the grasshopper feeds and rests. Either way, the sun rises on them both at the dawn."

I looked up at Jin, noticing a glint in his eye and the wise smile that played at the corner of his lips. 

I took the meal he prepared from the nightstand and ate it deliciously as Jin watched. When I was done, he silently took the wares away, sliding the door closed behind him but not before he offered me some last words that brought me a strange sense of comfort.

"Rest and wait for the sun to rise, Melanie." 

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Well the sun rose and fell..

Then did the same again for three more nights.

I did my best. Everyday I wished and longed for Jungkook's return.

The days were long and empty. I brushed my hair slowly thinking of Jungkook's, face, his smile, his little laugh and the way his nose always scrunched up a little when he did.

I sighed, placing the the wooden brush down and lifting my feet into bed, snuggling under the covers alone.

Please come back.

Just as I was about to be overcome with sleep, my heart skipped in my chest as I heard light footsteps approach the bedside and opened my eyes to see a lovingly familiar dark head bowed, resting tired on the sheets in front of me.

"Jungkook!"

He knelt, leaning on the bed, his breathing was heavy. 

"You're hurt!" I said, sitting up in a panic.

But Jungkook let out a breathy laugh. His playful smirk etched across a bleeding lip and his cheek was bruised too.

I cradled his face delicately, taking a good look at him.  Immensely overjoyed to see him and worried sick at the same time.

Jungkook ignored my worried expression and kissed me softly, closing his eyes.

"I came back, Love. That's all that matters. I'll be fine."

"Are you....is it.....?" I wasn't sure exactly what or how to ask.

Jungkook nodded, his head falling heavily and I knew he had done whatever it was he'd set out to do.

Hot tears of relief escaped my eyes, racing down my cheeks.  Jungkook brought his lips to me again. Driving me wild with elation, my hormones going crazy after being away from him and not knowing if I would see him again.

He climbed in beside me, bruised and sweaty but I didn't care. 

It was, however, undoubtedly hard to ignore the small muffled sighs of what I knew, was pain as Jungkook tried to please me.

"Love, you need to stop." I braced my hands gently up on his chest. His face hovering inches over mine.

"I'm okay, Mel. I'm....ahh!" Jungkook winced, quickly holding his side. 

I grew frightened.

"Were you shot?" I sat up and began taking off hisjacket and shirt to check with frantic fingers.

"No I wasn't. It's just a tiny cut."

It was not just a 'tiny cut'. 

Blood trickled, thick and red, from a deep gash right underneath his ribs. 

I ran to the stone basin, getting a hot cloth and hurriedly twisting the taps open fully to run him a bath.

Throwing some bathsalts Jin had given me into the warm water, I brought Jungkook in. His immense weight nearly toppling me over as I aided him to the bath.

I took the rest of his clothes off and helped him in.

I felt better watching his breathing even out as his eyes closed warily and his taught muscles relaxed.

A short time later, Jungkook and I were sitting alone in the darkness. The atmosphere intimate as I carefully dressed and wrapped his wounds.

He turned to look at me inquisitively as I finished, binding the last end of his bandages. 

"What?" I asked smiling and not meeting his eye.

"I'm sorry if I caused you any pain, Mel." 

Then I couldn't help but look at him, his eyes were filled with regret but there was something else there too now.

Hope.

"None of this was really your fault, Jungkook. This was the life you were born into. Not all of us are able to choose our paths. Some people's paths are laid out for them. I understand." I assured him even though my heart shook with hesitation. 

If Jungkook fulfilled the mandate placed on him by his family and became the head of his Clan, I didn't know what that would mean for us.

"That's not true." he answered, "Before now, Melanie...I used to think the same but this man...this person that I've been bred and trained to be. I don't want to be him anymore. To have to hide things from you, worry and hurt you time and time again. I won't do it."

My eyes glanced up at him, wide and expectant as Jungkook locked his steely espresso gaze on mine. Hauntingly beautiful and damagingly determined.

"What will you do, then Jungkook?" I questioned, "You can't just deny your fate. Your whole family, your Dad.... is depending on you."

"No Melanie. You...are depending me." his eyes softened and he reached out one hand to take mine, the other gently skimming over my blossoming belly. "My only responsibility is to you and our child....our future. Our other future children."

I chuckled, feeling a warm tear slip down my cheek.

"Does this mean that you'll...."

But Jungkook quickly swiped away my tears with his thumb then brushed it softly over my lips, making me quiet.

"Don't you worry about the details, Love. Just know that it's all over now." 

His brave face suddenly cracked a small smile....even through the pain, stroking my cheek with dampened fingers and I held his hand there, pressing. Enjoying the warmth and the realness of him finally being here with me, in this moment. 

He kept his promise, he came back to me.

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A/N: Whooo, namjesus! I felt this whole chapter!!!  

And I know, I know...more smut!?? Three chapters in a row to be specific. What will you do with me guys....let's just throw away the WHOLE author! Tehehee! Well at least it was only a teaser for those feint of heart. I can't make any promises in the next chapter though! 😉

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