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𝗤𝘂𝗮𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗸 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱𝘀 𝗾𝘂𝗮𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗶𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗶𝘃𝗲. 𝗣𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗯𝗲 𝗮 𝘀𝗶𝗹𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝗮𝗻𝗱 *𝗩𝗢𝗧𝗘* 𝗶𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲𝗱 𝗺𝘆 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗸. *𝗩𝗼𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝘀 𝗳𝗿𝗲𝗲*

𝗝𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗰𝗹𝗶𝗰𝗸 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 '⭐️'

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"Jungkook" you reprimanded in a monotone from behind.

Jungkook.

His government name has been reminisced. Things can't be good.

Jungkook had woken up before you. He had trouble shutting his eyes since many years. But with your soporific form beside him, even insomnia chose to shy away and let him lull in your cocoon of somnolent embrace.

But today was different. He was jittery. Restless even. So he chose to inhale the puffs of nicotine which artificially calmed his bundle of nerves, the thoughts however, choked him more than the grey clouds themselves.

As he stood by the railing of the balcony, drawing rings of remorse, you caught him red handed.

Why red handed? Well because your beloved had recently 'promised' he'd quit smoking for you. Swearing he loved you too much to engulf himself in the carcinogenic fog anymore.

He knew smoking wasn't good for him. He had even endeavoured to eschew the stick of temptation away for months now. But as they say, old habits die hard. So he smoked latently, covertly, stealthily away from you.

He loved you too much to disappoint you. He couldn't stand the crystals of grief you shed, when one night he coughed so much that he'd found it hard to breathe.

That day to you, was the nadir of his vice. You knew that was the day you'd have to put your soft heart aside and take care of your man's well being, even if it meant he'd hate you for the same.

Hate?

Hell Jungkook could fight the heaven's above but hate you. He was too deep into your soul for that. Nothing could repel you away from him. Nothing. Not even you yourself. You'd become his drug. His cure. His malady and his remedy.

7 years ago....

"Baby, I'd just come back from the restroom hmm?" he cooed in your ears. After just pressing his tender lips against your ear lobe. Leaving you sat all pretty, flustered and bothered by his charming antics.

It was you two's first date. He'd taken you out to this expensive restaurant despite your protests that you didn't need anything fancy and just cuddling at his place would suffice.

But your man was tenacious. No matter what, he always tried to make you feel special, wanted and cherished.

'Aye! What sort of gentleman would I be, if I can't treat my girlfriend to a romantic date' he had argued.

He chose to splurge all the green notes, he had earned from his first rap battle, on your date. He never told you this.

But you knew.

Your tinted lips curved in bashful smile, as you inhaled the sweet scent of his cologne which was still lingering in the air. His jacket resting on the chair across you.

"It's taking him long" you cocked your head around to inspect the other tables, getting worried where he had gone.

It has already been 10 minutes. What's taking him so long?

Did he stand you up?

No way!

Jungkook was your best friend before he became your boyfriend. If he didn't like you then why he would ask you out first? Was he regretting turning your purely platonic friendship into something romantic?

You stood up and decided to look around for him. You dialed his number, but the plummeted bars of network, compelled you to step outside for better signal reception.

And that's when you found him. His baby crying ringtone further heralding your discovery.

Puffs of white clouds escaped his ring clad plump lips as he stared at the night sky above. His back was leaned against the solid masonry just outside the restaurant.

"Jungkook" you whispered, crossing your arms over your chest. The action pushing your bosoms up a bit.

Like a deer caught in headlights, he froze on the spot when he absorbed the sight of your not so impressed facial expression.

"Shawty- I am sorry babe I was just coming back- I-" he stuttered as he hid the cigarette behind him. Thinking you'd not notice.

"Don't Shawty me. What are you doing Jungkook?" you took stern steps as your heels clicked against the sidewalk.

You attempted to grasp his wrist, to reveal the vicious coffin nail that he cradled between his tatted fingers.

As if even his luck cowered before his lady, puffs of smoke escaped his lips when he decided to come clean and utter his next pleading.

"Babe, it's not what it looks like- I was just" he stuttered as your nose scrunched at the pungent, sooty smell.

"How long? Since how long you've been doing this, J" you asked, your low voice now again resonating the same placid tone he had fallen for.

"I- Shawty it's just- since one month babe. I was just nervous, so I couldn't resist. I don't want to ruin our date just because am sitting like a nervous coward there with you-" he rambled with his hand intertwining yours, beseeching for innocence.

However his testimony was cut short when you hugged him. Something which took his breath away, far better than smoking.

"Baby, why you'd think that? Coward? You're the strongest man for me. You don't know how worried I was? I thought you stood me up!" you whined in his chest as his hands traced your spine to snuggle you closer.

He thought that you'd judge and scold him for smoking. But you embraced him?

"Also, why didn't you tell me huh? I could've helped you baby. Have you been stressed?" you broke your hug, to cup his bread cheeks. Caressing your thumbs over his apples, your welled up eyes giving him a timorous, inquisitive gaze.

"Ah. A bit bub. You know the usual. But it's okay, I don't smoke regularly." he pouted sheepishly as he saw the cigarette still resting between his fingers, near your waist.

Your eyes caught his gaze, and your ego governed your actions afterwards.

You snatched the cancer stick from his fingers and proceeded to take a puff for yourself.

"Aye! Shawty. Stop that. Don't. You know how harmful this shit is?" he swatted your hand away and threw the stick on the ground. Pulverizing it with his black stompers. Now kissing your hand where he had brushed it off.

"Oh wow, you can do it. But when I do, it's bad for my health huh? Why you wanna suffer alone. Let me smoke with you-" your rant was met with his warm lips as he sucked your vexation out from you.

"Because, only I have the right to touch those sexy lips of yours and not that shit" he jerked you closer earning a surprised squeal from you.

You two continued to make out on the sidewalk while the passerby showered their whistles and hoots. Unbothered, you two melted your lips without caring about the world around you.

Present

Now he cowered in repentance as you stood in front of him, glaring sepulchral daggers at him. And he was ready to be martyred by those daggers which you were imminent to throw at him.

But then again, if he was your beast. You were his angel. An angel who astonished him everyday with her compassion and altruism for him.

"Baby" you called softly, embracing him in commiseration.

"J. Are you stressed baby? I know you are. Tell me J." you eyed him with waves of hope in the pools of your eyes as you massaged his vast landscape of shirtless back.

"I know, baby you don't smoke unless you're stressed. Is anything up J?" you inquired. Your benevolence and understanding made him throw away the wand of vice and reciprocate your love with a bone crushing hug.

He didn't deserve you. He chanted these thoughts almost everyday. How this angel had bestowed his beastly presence was beyond comprehension to his remorseful soul.

"Am sorry Shawty. I just- was anxious but now am okay. It was first time I- smoked in months I swear-" his rambling cut short by your brusque kissing.

"It's okay J. I know you're trying. That's enough for me. Mmh? I am making breakfast you go wash up hmm?" You patted his butt lightheartedly. Your leash of love was never tight for him. Even though he wanted to be leashed tightly to you. To your love.

"Nope. Missy. You rest, Shawty. I'll make the breakfast. You have a long day ahead of you" his arms placed on your shoulders as he guided you on the couch while he made his ingress in the kitchen to make fluffy pancakes for his sweet queen.

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"How much is this, Miss?" Jungkook inquired as he inspected the round cut diamond glimmering in the glass cage. Its burnish being reminiscent of you.

A diamond which was far less precious than the diamond of his life- you. You lighted up his life through your iridescent aura from all angles. And he yearned to protect his diamond from all maledictions like a glass cage. For entirety of his breaths. Forever.

Yes. Jungkook now stood at a high end luxury store buying a diamond ring for his most coveted jewel. A jewel who he now desired to cherish forever.

He was planning to confess his overflowing love for you, as he knelt down on one knee and slipped the said diamond ring in your dainty fingers on your birthday.

He was so impatient that the timing of this orchestrated event was making him timorous. He couldn't capture a blink of sleep. With him vicariously tying the eternal knot to your souls by dreaming about it millions of times.

He fancied to be by your side till your breaths stopped, till your hearts ceased pumping the love in his veins for you.

He had recently earned a hefty amount from his garrulous rapping at an underground rap battle event.

Jungkook was a rising star. A burgeoning rapper in the rap game now.

You were oblivious to the extent of this.

Not because you were heedless but because he purposely kept the details of his success private. These small battle wins weren't something you strived and toiled hard everyday for. You deserved to puff your bosoms in pride only when he had successfully signed to a record label. Which was his dream with a deadline. His kernel goal.

He'd hopelessly dreamt of how he'd flaunt his queen by his side as he stood in the glory of fame which was earned solely because of his beloved. And until that wasn't achieved he deemed himself otiose.

"Can you gift wrap this one please" Jungkook grinned as he asked the saleswoman to pack the most expensive and modern crafted gem in the store.

It was a round solitaire diamond adorned on a platinum band. He grew giddy at envisioning your reaction as he'd wrap his timeless love on your ring finger for a lifetime.

"My Shawty would love this"

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