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CHAPTER NINE
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After Jungsik's girlfriend opens the front door and greets Jungkook, he makes his way to his father's office. He knocks on the door before a 'come in' is heard from inside.

Jungkook makes his way in. His father sits on his large leather chair behind the desk at the end of the room. Jungkook can see a glass in his hand that's most likely filled with bourbon.

"Sit down, son," Jungsik motions for Jungkook to take a seat across from him.

He walks towards the chair and sits on it. Jungsik spins around and faces his son. He laughs maniacally and Jungkook begins to feel uneasy.

"You are a fucking idiot, Jungkook," He insults through laughs. "You just made yourself the prime target of the Seongja mafia."

Jungkook sits back on the chair, "What am I supposed to do now? Cry?"

"I'm disappointed in you and your childish acts."

"Guess the apple doesn't fall far from the tree."

Jungsik scoffs, "I do shit the way it's supposed to be done, Jungkook. You don't. And if you're calling my actions towards Y/N childish, then you're right. I don't like her."

Jungkook slams his hands on the desk as he stands, "Why the fuck do you always have to bring her up?!"

"Because you're so fucking blind! You're blinded by that stupid, worthless ass love you have for her!"

"I'm fucking tired of you always talking this shit about her! You don't even try to get to know her!"

"I don't waste my time on things that have no value."

Jungkook grabs Jungsik by his collar and brings him up to his feet.

"Don't talk about Y/N like that," Jungkook warns. "Next time I'll break your face. I don't give a fuck if you're my father."

He pushes his dad back on his seat and storms out of the room.

• • • •

After waking up, you head downstairs and wait on the couch for Jungkook. Again, you didn't know where he was. He left without even leaving a note saying where he was going.

The door swings open and closes with a loud crash. You stand up and Jungkook walks into the living room.

"You're awake?"

"Yeah. I couldn't sleep."

How could you? The events that took place earlier at the restaurant kept taking over everything you thought about.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm... alright."

"Good."

Jungkook walks towards you and cups your face before kissing you forcefully. Your palms wrap around his wrists and you try to pull him off.

He harshly pushes you down on the couch and climbs on top of you. His hand grabs your jaw callously and he sloppily kisses down your neck.

"Jungkook, wait," You try to push him away, but he doesn't budge. "Wait, please." He pulls the sweater down your shoulder and kisses the showing skin. "Jungkook!"

You manage to push him off and you stand up, holding your sweater against your body tightly.

"What the hell?!"

"What?"

"Is this all you ever want?! Sex?!"

"No, baby," He stands and cups your face.

He tries to kiss you again, but you push him away.

"Get away from me."

You walk into the foyer, Jungkook trailing behind. You grab your car keys from the key holder.

"Where are you going?!" Jungkook yells from behind you.

"Out."

The door opens slightly, but Jungkook slams it shut behind you. He turns you around.

"Where are you going?" He asks more sternly this time.

"With Jin!" You shout in his face. "Is that what you wanted to hear?!"

Jungkook chuckles bitterly and slowly backs away from you, "Get the fuck out of my face."

You scoff and push him away more before leaving the house.

• • • •

"Shit," Jungkook pushes the stripper's head down on his dick. "Just like that."

She keeps deep throating him before soon feeling his warm liquid being spilled into her mouth. She swallows it with pleasure, but not before sticking out her tongue and showing Jungkook.

Jungkook tucks himself back into his pants and zips them up. He leans over and spills the cocaine out of it's bag.

"Why are you still with her? She doesn't make you feel good when you need it."

Jungkook sniffs in the powder and the girl watches as the cocaine disappears into the won bill.

"Fuck," He exhales deeply and throws his head back on the couch.

"Seriously Jungkook," She scoots closer to him. "I want to be with you in another way. I don't just want to suck you off. I want to love you and I want you to love me."

Jungkook stands and dusts off his slacks. He grabs the girl's chin and leans in, lips centimeters away.

"No." He whispers and harshly pushes her face to the side.

• • • •

||▹track playing: love - taemin||

Jungkook arrives to an empty house. You're not home yet and that infuriates him.

Who the fuck does she think she is to disrespect me like this?!

Jungkook anxiously paces back and forth in the living room as he wrings his hands together and murmurs under his breath.

He walks over to the table beside the couch and picks up the picture of you and him. He stares at it before he vigorously throws it to the floor. He furiously smashes his fists against the table and screams at the top of his lungs.

Even more distraught, Jungkook begins trashing the room, from pulling paintings and pictures off the walls and throwing them to breaking the lamps.

Eventually, he becomes so emotionally exhausted that he gasps for breath as he falls back against the wall and slides down onto the floor.

Jungkook hears the door lock and then the door opens. You walk into the living room, shock consuming you. You look around—pieces of glass everywhere, holes in the walls, and the couch cushions thrown all over the place.

You see Jungkook, knees up against his chest, face buried into his bloody hands, and rush towards him. You kneel down and pull his head up.

"Jungkook, what did you do?" You ask as you inspect his bleeding and bruised fists.

Jungkook says nothing and stands slowly. You do too. He turns to you and pounds his fist into the wall next to your head and you wince with fear.

"I'm sorry, but I love you. I know you love me too, but I'm so fucking scared to lose you."

He presses up against you and tries kissing you. You push him away. Undeterred, he goes to kiss you again, but you slap him hard across the face. He stares at you, stunned.

You've never slapped him. You've always just pushed him or punched his chest, but never an angry filled slap.

Jungkook's breathing is uneven as he looks at you. You had tears in your eyes and the look in them nearly destroy him.

"Who are you, Jungkook?" You ask through shaky breaths. "I've never seen you like this."

"I'm sorry, Y/N," He whispers and leans down to rest his head in the crook of your neck. "I don't know what came over me."

Jungkook peppers your neck with small kisses and you shut your eyes, tears still managing to escape.

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"I'd die if I lose you, babygirl," He speaks while placing pecks on your neck, muffling his words. "I swear I'd fucking die."

Your head was spinning in confusion, your toes curling because of the pleasure. You drag your nails down Jungkook's back as he relentlessly thrusts his hips into yours.

You moan your boyfriend's name repeatedly as he hits your sweet spot which has your legs wrapped around his waist tightly to feel every single inch of him.

He was fucking you so slow, his burning body against yours only making you realize how you never want to lose him. No matter what he does, you never want to live without the warmth he gives you.

Tears leave your eyes and Jungkook kisses them away, "I love you, Y/N," Jungkook exhales hard at the end of his thrusts. "I fucking love you. Please tell me, ah fuck, please tell me you love me. Please."

"I love you, Jungkook," You answer breathlessly. "I love you so much."

• • • •

Jungkook holds your body close to his. He hears your soft breathing and glances down to see you sleeping. He sighs and looks up at the ceiling.

"Why am I so in love with you? Why the fuck did I let you in?" Jungkook whispers. "Why did I let you become my weakness?"

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