Summary: You're on a family vacation but Jungkook wants you no matter the risk...
Pairing: Daughter in law reader x Father in Law Jungkook (Yändere)
Word Count: 2.3k~
Warnings: Explicit language, an injury and blood, smuttttt and infidelity (but it's difh so duh lmao) and barely edited but yeah that's normal for me lmao
a/n: This is response to someone asking for a drabble of in regards to my answer on this ask thank you to the anon/s that were interested in this and sorry it took so long to get out 😠I was very very burnt out on this story so I hope this'll make up for it
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"Do you need anything? I'm gonna run inside and go to the bathroom" I whisper to my husband while we're lounging outside with the rest of the family. "No that's okay, you go ahead" he says and I respond with a quick okay and give him a quick kiss before standing up.Â
"Actually" he say, grabbing my hand to stop me from leaving just yet. I hum in acknowledgment, waiting to hear his request. "Do you think you could grab me another beer? Take your time in there though" he says giving me a sluggish smile, telling me he's fully relaxed and that I should probably follow up that beer with some water. "Sure honey" I say, grabbing both of our empty Kloud bottles and heading inside.Â
Walking into the house I first go into the kitchen to throw away the bottles but on my way I grab my phone out of my pocket to check a notification that came in but before I'm even able to turn it on I feel one of the bottle slip from my grasp and fall on the floor, smashing and scattering the glass all over the floor.Â
"Perfect" I groan under my breath and start crouching down to pick it all up. "Need a hand?" Jungkook asks raising his eyebrows after seeing the mess I've made. "No I'm fine I can take care of this on my own" I grumble and continue to pick up the shards while Jungkook just stands there staring at me.Â
"What do you want Jungkook?" I ask after a few moments pass by and realize he's been starting at my chest this whole time. "Don't you think that bathing suit is a little...revealing?" he asks as he continues to stare, not even bothering to look me in the eye.Â
"Last time I checked I didn't ask for your opinion and I'm still not asking for it now. Can you please just go back outside?" I ask and go to pick up another shard but when Jungkook tries to say something else I grab it too quickly and slice my hand.
"Shit" I say and stand up and grab a towel to prevent it from bleeding while I walk over to the bathroom to wash it. "There should be a first aid kit in there" Jungkook calls after me as he trails behind. "I know, why do you think I'm going to wash it in the bathroom instead of the kitchen?" I ask, pointing out how stupid it would be to tell me something I already am aware of. I've got accident prone kids so you would think it was important for me to find that right away.Â
"Right" he mumbles to himself, trying to stem off the irritation in his voice. "What do you really want Jungkook?" I ask, since there's clearly something else he wants.Â
"What I really wanna do is fuck that pretty attitude out of you but let's worry about fixing that hand up first Angel" he says, coming up behind me and placing a strong grasp on my hips as I wash the blood off.Â
"Real funny Jeon now can you just leave? I can take care of this on my own" I say, clumsily trying to open the box but struggling to the point that Jungkook just opens it for me. "I said I could do it myself" I say, glaring at him even though I know I needed the help. "Sure you could" he responds with a taunting smile.Â
Rolling my eyes at him I sift through the products and find an antiseptic and a bandaid big enough for the area. I go to rip the package open with my teeth but he takes it out of my hand before I'm able to. "I said I didn't want your help" I reply but hold out my hand anyways. "I know but you need it if we want to get this done before you bleed out" he says, focusing on the task at hand.Â
"Don't be so dramatic I-" "Shh" "Did you ju-" "Shh" he shushes me again and I let out a big sigh but ultimately let him take care of it.Â
"There, all better" he says, throwing away everything and I moved out of the way so he could use the sink to wash up. "Thank you" I mumble and he pauses for a second, "Thank you? Where's that smart mouth from earlier" he asks while drying his hands. "I was in pain and irritated alright just forget it" I say and turn to walk out. "That's the last time I'm saying thank you to you" I mumble and before I'm able to walk out of the bathroom he pull me back in.Â
"What was that Angel? I didn't quiet catch that?" he asks, me now pressed up against the sink facing the mirror again with him pressing up against me. "I said that's the last time I'm saying thank you to you" I say glaring up at him in the mirror before focusing on trying to push him off.Â
"Get off of me" I say, pushing my hips back against his and it then that I can feel how hard he's gotten. "That's not fair love. I took care of you and I think it's only fair if you help take care of me" he taunts rubbing his dick against my ass. "Jungkook stop everyone is outside" I plea, trying to knock some sense into him.
"Jungkook stop we can't do this" I say, slapping his hands away when they toy with the tie on my hip. "Why not angel? As long as you stay quiet no one will know" he says, pulling on the tie and sliding them down my legs, now only wearing my bikini top and a small cover I had over it which he slides down my shoulders next.Â
"Let's take care of that attitude huh? Looks like someone forgot who they were talking to" he says, sliding his right hand down my stomach and his left up to hold my throat. "Jungkook please sto-" is all I manage to get out before he traces a finger through my folds, making me shudder at the contact.Â
"Looks like someone was just begging to get fucked weren't they? Look" he say, showing me his finger, already soaked in my arousal. I try to look to turn my head away, hating that my body always responds to him but he grabs my jaw and turns me back to face the mirror.Â
"Nuh uh, you're gonna be a good girl and watch. Watch me fuck that attitude right out of you just like I wanted to" he says, sliding his hand down from my jaw to my neck, applying just enough pressure to remind me of the control he has over me.Â
"Let's see if you can cum on my fingers first huh? Think you could do that?" he asks and I don't answer, not wanting to play into his games. "Silent treatment huh? Cute" he says and applies more pressure before putting two fingers inside without warning. I choke back a moan, shocked up the stretch and the slight pain it brings.Â
"If you want me to be gentle with you then you need to talk to me" he says, applying more pressure on my throat as if mocking me. Daring me to say something smart but I don't. "Let's try this again. You think you can cum on my fingers princess?" he asks and I shake my head slightly, wanting him to just fuck me and get this over with.Â
"Really? Because I think you can. Let's test that theory" he says before he starts pushing his fingers in and out, dragging them along my walls while rubbing his thumb on my clit, all while holding my head up and making me watch as my face starts to contort in pleasure. "There you go princess, focus on how good it feels" he says, pumping his fingers in a bit faster and adding a third once I've stretched out enough.Â
"You sure you can't cum? Because from the way you're body is talking to me looks like you're almost there" he taunts, taking note of how hard I'm squeezing his fingers and how my legs have already started shaking. I let out a choked back moan in response and I just hear a dry chuckle from behind, clearly enjoying my struggle in trying to keep quiet and he doesn't let up at all.Â
"You're being stubborn aren't you? Trying to prove that I have to work harder to make you cum?" he growls in my ear as I continue to hold myself back, defying his claims and just waiting for him to fuck me and get it over with.Â
"Fine since you want this cock so much then why don't you beg for it?" he says while taking out his cock and dragging them up and down my folds, making me purr at the sensation. 'Shit no I cannot give him the satisfaction of knowing that I'm enjoying this fuck!'Â
"What was that?" he taunts, giving me a smug smile through the mirror which makes me look away again. He grabs my jaw roughly and brings my face back over again. "What was that princess? You like that?" he says doing it again, making my knees want to give out under me but he steadies me on my feet.Â
"Something as simple as this is making you feel like that? Angel was sensitive now wasn't she? Just begging to get fucked and didn't know how to ask for it" he says and presses on my back making my cheek press up against the glass, my breath fogging up the mirror as he lines himself up, giving up on making me beg since we need to finish up fast before anyone notices.Â
He pushes in without any notice leaving me biting down on my lip to muffle to sound but it only does so much. He inches inside of me giving me the smallest amount of time to adjust before he's bottomed out.Â
"Look at you, such a dirty little slut letting me fuck you in here. Take you from behind while you watch us in the mirror. Is that something that turns you on Angel?" and at that my body betrays me and squeezes his cock, giving him the answer that he already knew would be true. "Fuck, you're incredible" he says, raking his eye up my form before meeting them in the mirror.Â
"Keep quiet for me yeah? Wouldn't want anyone to know that you're taking my cock so well while your husband is outside now would we?" he says, trailing his hand up my back and finally untying the last two ties that are keeping my top on. "Or don't. I would love for them to hear what you sound like while you scream my name and beg for more but I don't think you want that now do you Princess?" he asks while placing a kiss on my neck.Â
"N-no" I stutter out, knowing better than to not respond this time. He reaches his arm around and pulls me back up with his hand on my throat and makes me make eye contact with him through the mirror. "Then be good and cum on this cock. Can you do that?" he questions and I nod, not trusting my voice this time with the way he's rubbing up against my walls at this angle.Â
He lets go of my throat and leaves me reaching out my arms to brace myself, my knuckle white from how hard I'm holding on and seconds later he pulls out, leaving just the tip inside before slamming into me, making me go on my tip toes from the force. He drills into me unapologetically while watching my face contort in pleasure through the mirror.Â
I can't hold back and I end up letting out barely audible whimpers while he continues to abuse my aching cunt, already close to release. "Fuck Angel loosen up I can barely move" he grunts while I grip his dick so well, seconds from tipping over. "Cum" he growls in my ear and that's the last push I need to lose myself in the feeling, letting out a choked back sob and squirting all over him.Â
"Shit" he grunts and picks up the pace of his thrusts, fucking me through my high and tipping himself over to reach his a minute later and he grabs onto my throat again, his other hand on my hip thrusting a few more times until he's spent and both of our releases are dripping out of me.Â
"Fuck Princess I didn't know you could squirt" he says while roaming his hands up and down my body, touching me as much as he can before I push him off seconds later when that post nut clarity hits.
"Get out" I choke out, trying to calm myself down and bring my breathing back down to normal. "See you soon love" he says, placing a kiss on my shoulder before walking out. Not bothering to look around to see if anyone might see him leaving. Â
I take a deep breath and turn on the shower, getting in and not bothering to wait for the water to heat up, letting myself deal with the chill it brings to my warm skin.
Standing with my face under the stream I try to drown out all the memories of what just happened and how I just let him do that to me. Why do I always just let him get his way?Â
I can't keep doing this. I have to tell someone because this secret is suffocating me.Â
If I keep it in much longer I don't know what'll become of the person I once was.Â
I need to stop this, everything just needs to stop. Â
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Does JK manage to make oc dirty talk with him and what does their dirty talk consist of when they're making the bed shake together hehe?
"Fuck" Jungkook growls in my ear while changing positions and now hitting it from the back.
"I will never get tired of this view" he says now leaning back and grabbing my hips and pounding into me at a merciless rate. "Wanna know why I call you Angel?" he groans, pressing me down further between my shoulder blades.
"I asked you a question" he says giving me a sharp thrust and making me yelp at this feeling. "And you know how I hate asking twice" he says and waits for me to answer.
"Why do you c-call me that?" I ask, trying to keep my moans at bay. "It's because this greedy cunt sends me to heaven angel" he says, leaning down a bit to give my clit a good tug leaving me clenching around him tighter.
"Do you like it when I call you that? Tell me, does this dick send you to paradise?" he asks, flipping me over on my back so he can see me while I respond.
"N-no" I say simply and he cocks his brow at me and stops his thrusts, waiting for me to give him an explanation. "It sends me to fucking hell" I say feeling delirious. "Nothing about you makes me feel grateful" I say and I can see that I fucked up by the challenging flame that's lit up his gaze.
"Really? Guess I'll just have to get you to scream my name again, that shows me you're really thankful for the pleasure that I give you. You really don't know how this works now do you princess? After all of this time and you still don't get it" he says while throwing my legs on his shoulders and hitting a spot that he's already abused so much tonight.
"S-shit please" I groan out, not sure if I want him to stop or go harder so I can finally tip over that edge. "Please what Angel? Do you wanna cum?" he taunts, changing his pace to a deeper more sensual pace, now hovering over me, bending me in half.
"Look at me" he says and I do so with a glazed over look in my eye. "What is it that you want?" he asks, taunting me and withholding my orgasm like he already has done time and time again tonight.
"Please make me cum" I say, feeling a sudden urge to cry, hating that he's making me say it. "I thought you weren't thankful to have this dick. Look at you now, so greedy and begging to cum just with one single change in pace. I thought you had more fight in you" he says, brushing his lips against mine.
"I don't think you deserve to cum. Do you think you do?" he says picking up the pace and making me shut my eyes, getting overwhelmed with the constant changes in pace. "Yes I do please please" I continue, regretting my earlier comment.
"Only because you asks so nicely, but be sure to say thank you after pretty. Otherwise next time I won't let you cum. You got that?" he questions and I can hardly think straight at this point, getting closer and closer to that edge.
"Answer y/n" he says through gritted teeth and I let out his name through a choked sob, remembering what he wanted, knowing that I can't last through another round tonight.
"See, that wasn't so hard now was it?" he says, panting after he's come down from his high soon after me.
I'm moments from passing out so he pulls out and decides to leave me be and gets ready to go after he's gone to clean up and calmed down for a minute.
"See you next time" is all he says before placing the room key on the bedside table and grabbing his suit jacket on the way out.
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So... basically his form of making her vocalize what she's feeling is more through taunting and making her beg since there's no way she would do anything beyond that.
Hope that makes sense hehe (also this is barely edited lol)
So here's a rough image of what they look like but it would take me wayyyy too long to create individual mood boards for each series (I have seven ongoing and one completed 🫠) so yeah hope this side by side comparison works well for y'all.
p.s. These pictures are just used as a reference to what their styles are so please don't take into account things like body type, skin color, hair color, hair texture etc in these pictures. This story is y/n so again this is based off of style and aesthetic only.
Just Take It (Oc at her internship)
Semantic Error (Oc at school)
The Art of Etiquette (Oc at her Etiquette lessons)
Still With You (Oc at work)
He Doesn't Deserve You (Oc at home writing)
Falling (Oc materialized at school with Lana)
Falling (Oc guardian watching over Lana)
Seven Days to Fall Again (she just wears Sohee's outfits lmao)
Do it For Him (Oc on the daily)
(Hope these weren't too different from what each of you were imagining 😅)
i can imagine jk making oc wear a skimpy black lingerie that's flaunts of her beauty and curves saying, "come on, angel. do a little twirl for me," while menspreading on the bed with his tie loose and a few buttons of his shirt undone
Damn some of you guys are making me get flustered with these different scenarios you're coming up with
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"You're out of your damn mind if you think I'm putting that on" I say as I look down at the one piece laying in front of me that looks like three sorry excuses for fabric tied together by some black satin ribbon.
"Come on you would look gorgeous, it would show off your figure perfectly" he says coming up behind me and tracing his hands along my hips. "Unless of course you would like me to show this to my son" he says pulling his phone out and bringing up a video of the last time we had sex. With me bent over the armrest of the couch and him drilling inside of me mercilessly.
"You can't even tell that's me" I say, grasping at straws. "Really? Because I'm sure you've been with my son long enough that he would know your body from any angle. I know I do" he says planting a soft kiss on my neck.
"F-fine" I say and grab the stupid box and head to the bathroom to go change.
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I walk out of the bathroom and stand in the doorway, covering as much as I possibly can even though I know he's seen it all already.
Sitting there with his legs spread wide and loosening his tie he drags his eyes up and down my body. I can feel a slight flush rushing to my cheeks, this being the most intimidating thing I've worn for him yet.
"Come here Angel " he says with a deep rumbling voice that makes me clench around nothing, getting embarrassed by how wet I've gotten already.
He holds his hand out for me to take hold and he stands up once I've grabbed it but lifts our hands up a bit over my head before I get too close.
"Do a little twirl for me and show me how pretty you look" he says, never taking his eyes off of my body.
does DIFH JK and oc's daughter argue with her dad a lot when she is older, if she finds out that the reason her relationships aren't working out isn't because of the boy not being interested in her but because her dad is paying them to go away with her? and how does oc feel about JK doing this?
DIFH JK and oc's daughter, slamming the door as she enters into JK's office, "dad, you promised to stop sabotaging my relationships by paying the boy that i'm interested in to leave me."
with JK simply replying, "well, you also promised that you'd not get mad if i did that because i didn't find him up to my standards and worthy of my baby girl. and he wasn't, so i made him disappear."
Let's see how they work this all out shall we?
p.s. not edited lol
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"Dad! Dad! Dad where are you?" my daughter yells through out the house.
"In here" I simply respond, not bothering to get up from my desk.
"Dad what the hell?" she says coming around the corner and into my office, slamming the door on her way in.
"Language" I warn her with a cocked brow. "Why are you doing this to me?" she wines as she slumps down into the armchair in front of my desk.
"You'll have to be a bit more specific darling" I say going back to reading through the various files I have piled up on my desk.
"Why do you keep messing with my love life?" she huffs.
"Love life? You're barely sixteen, you shouldn't be having a love life at your age. Plus that boy only had two things on his mind and he got one and left without the other" I admit without a care in the world.
"Did you pay him to break up with me?" she asks rising up to her feet, the anger bubbling to the surface in the form of her reddening face. "They were low life scum that were just looking for a quick fuck and some money to party with" I say getting to the point.
"Dad, don't you ever come near my friends or my school ever again" she says and goes to walk out the door. "I don't need to be there to pull the strings baby and you know that" I taunt and she groans as she walks out of my office, slamming the door behind her.
"I'm going to Mom's!" she yells.
"Drive safe and text me when you get there" I yell after her. The only response is in the form of the sound of the front door slamming behind her.
"Mom" my daughter groans as she walks in the house.
"Baby I wasn't expecting to see you here! What's wrong?" I ask studying her face and seeing that her cheeks are flushed and her eyes a bit red.
"Dad started paying the boys that I was going out with to break up with me" she says wrapping her arms around me and cuddling in close to my chest and I wrap my arms around her in turn.
"Oh sweetie I'm so sorry" I say smoothing down her hair and rubbing her back.
"Come here let's sit down and I'll call your father alright?" I say ushering us both to the couch. She nods her head and follows me and she throws herself onto the couch and throws a blanket over her.
"This probably won't change anything but I'll try honey okay?" I say pulling the blanket down so I can see her face and she nods her head and I give her a kiss on her forehead before calling.
"To what do I owe the pleasure in receiving a call from you angel?" I hear Jungkook's voice say coming through the speaker.
"You know exactly why I'm calling you Jungkook. How could you do such a thing to our daughter?" I ask sternly while running my fingers through my daughter's hair as a way to soothe her.
"She's far too young to be dating and all the boy's in her school are way too immature and below what her standards should be" he replies almost as if the topic bores him.
"How old were you when you started dating Jungkook?" I ask, hoping he will somehow put himself into her shoes.
"That is exactly why I know she shouldn't be dating is because of how I was when I was her age. She's too young and if they can be bribed to stay away from her then that's a clear sign as to the fact that they aren't worth her time nor attention" he explains and honestly I do agree with him but I want to still be on her side.
"She is the one who needs to learn how to figure that out on her own. She's sixteen, not six so you can let go of her hand now" I taunt and I can hear him take a calming breath, trying to keep himself in check.
"She's my daughter and I will do what I think is best for her" he says in a level tone.
"She's my daughter too and I think we should let her take care of herself. She's a good kid and she'll come to us if she's in trouble" I say and look over at her and see that she's starting to doze off.
"Let's see what happens when she shows up on one of our doorsteps with a positive pregnancy test in her hand and some lowlife in tow" he let's out without a care for her feelings but luckily the call wasn't on speaker.
"She's not that type of kid and you know that. Just leave her alone and leave the rest to me. It won't get to that point" I say in a hushed tone while I walk into the other room to hopefully keep the rest of this conversation to me.
"You're really trying to convince me that you can keep her in check when you couldn't even reject me all those years ago. I'll do what I think is best and you can do the same in return" his words hit me with a low blow and leave me clenching my fingers into a fist.
"You know she'll hate you if you keep doing this to her right?" I say shaking, trying to contain my anger as to not wake her.
"She'll grow out of it and she'll understand later. Until next time Angel" he replies and hangs up the phone without bothering to ask if I had anything left to say.
Taking a couple of deep breaths in and out I calm myself down enough to go back into the living room and I see her resting peacefully with her lips in a slight pout.
I wish she would stop growing because as much as I would hate to admit it, Jungkook is right. His methods are all off and he's being way too controlling but ultimately he's right.
I just wish that we could all come to an agreement so she wouldn't get hurt so much. I hear a chime come in on her cell phone and with the nosy person that I am I check to see who it is. She has the notifications locked but I can still see that the message is from my son so I in turn decided to text him off my phone instead to keep him from waking her.
'Can you pick me up from soccer practice? She was supposed to come get me half an hour ago :('
He's so adorable sometimes.
'Sure baby, be there in 10' I send and take one last look at her before I grab her phone again and flip the switch to put it on silent so she can get some sleep.
I grab my keys from off the hook and slip out as quietly as I make my way to go get him.
'I hope you slept well. I'm taking your brother to get a quick bite and I'll make sure to bring you something too. See you soon' I send her before I turn on the car and pull out of the driveway.
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Wow I got a little carried away there...
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"I loooooove this wine Jungkook like looove" I slur, my body seemly going in slow motion as I take another drink of it and end up spilling half of it on myself.
"Oh! Oopsies!" I giggle to myself as Jungkook watches me make a complete fool of myself from the other side of the table.
"Remind me to never let you drink anymore when we meet" he says while rubbing his temples, not amused at the result of this little dinner he had planned.
"Why nooooott? I looooove drinking when I'm around you. You seem less mean when I do" I hiccup and giggle again, completely gone after my fourth glass.
"Alright Angel I think that's enough of that. Time to get you out of this dress and into bed" he says, standing up and walking over to where I'm seated.
I gasp at his words and hold my hand out, keeping him at arms length. "You wouldn't take advantage of me while I was drunk now would you?" I say, blinking slowly while I watch his figure fade in and out of focus.
"No I wouldn't because knowing you you would probably throw up from all the positions I had planned on having you in tonight" he says, grabbing my forearm and pulling me up from my chair.
"Owww" I whine while he pulls me into the bedroom, dragging my feet the whole way.
"You know, I thought you couldn't be anymore difficult than how you usually are but you never cease to amaze me" he says while not even bothering to let up on his grip.
As we enter the bedroom he sits me down on the bed, kneeling before me and taking off my heels. "I can do it myself" I whine trying to do so but he swats my hands away, knowing full well I couldn't undo the straps on them no matter how hard I tried.
"Get up" he says pulling me to my feet and turning me around to unzip my dress. "Fuck why did I make you wear this?" he curses, looking at the black lingerie set he sent to my house today.
He slides the dress off of me and unhooks my bra before pulling back the covers and tucking me in.
"Who knew you could be such a gentleman" I tease, sighing as I snuggle into the blankets. "Go to sleep y/n" he orders, done with my antics. "Okay okay I'm goingggg" I say, closing my eyes but opening them moments later when I hear him moving around.
He brings me a glass of water and sets it down on the nightstand as well as brings the little trash can over to set on the floor beside the bed.
"If you need to puke try to get it in here alright?" he says and I can't stop myself from rolling my eyes. "Roll those eyes at me one more time Angel and you'll regret it" he warns and I laugh, not being able to take anything he says seriously.
"Aye aye captain" I say while saluting him before turning on my side to face away from him.
"Hey!" I call out when I feel a harsh slap on my ass. "Keep it up baby, keep it up" he says making good on his promise. "You're no fun" I pout, facing away from him again.
"And you're too much fun now just shut up and go to sleep" he grumbles, walking over to the window and plopping down on the armchair in front of it.
"You're staying?" I ask curiously, confused as to why he would bother hanging around. "Someone's gotta make sure you don't choke and die in your sleep" he says while mindlessly scrolling through his phone, not even bothering to spare me a glance.
"So cute" I say, humming in contentment, thankful for having a little guardian tonight even though most of the time he's the devil incarnate.
"Go. To. Sleep" he growls, punctuating every word and all I can do is giggle in response before slowly drifting off to sleep.
"Just you wait Angel. You're going to hate the rude awakening I'm gonna give you" Jungkook taunts my sleeping form, thinking of all the ways he plans to torture me...
so it's apparent that difh jungkook and his wife's marriage was an arranged marriage which started off okay, but at some point, went downhill. what made his wife realise that jungkook wasn't the man that she had thought she had married and what kind of husband was he towards her? he must've been cold and calculated for her to completely stop trying and give up on him.
Stumbling into the house past three am has become somewhat of a habit these days and no matter how much she tells me off I just don't really care anymore.
"Really Jungkook? Have another important meeting tonight?" my wife says, walking out of our bedroom to greet me at the front door. "Yes actually it was" I say while kicking off my shoes and walking past her, tuning out half of what she says while I walk into our bedroom.
"So business meetings happen at strip clubs these days huh?" she says while I get undressed, not bothering to hide the mark one of the girls left on me. "Honey I don't get to choose the location of these meetings we have" I slur out and make my way into the bathroom.
"Bullshit! You're the son of the CEO and the head supervisor on this project. You had more than enough pull to pick the location" she calls my bluff, following after me.
"The whole team wanted to go alright? Now can you please keep your voice down? Pretty sure our son is trying to sleep" I say while turning on the shower and waiting for the water to heat up.
"Like you care" she scoffs, crossing her arms and turning her face away from me. "Not like you give a damn about him these days anyways" she mumbles and I know I have no grounds to argue on that.
"I'll take him to go get ice cream or something this weekend now are you gonna get in or not?" I ask her as I open the shower door wider for her.
"If you think I'm gonna shower with you after you pull a stunt like this then you're even crazier than I thought you were" she growls at me before storming out, slamming the bathroom door behind her.
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After I finish getting dressed I'm met with an empty bed and a soft knocking on my door.
I open it slowly and watch as my seven year old son yawns while rubbing his eye before looking up at me. "Daddy why is Mommy crying?" he asks, his bright doe eyes the spitting image of how mine used to look.
"Mommy and Daddy just had a little fight Bud, don't worry about it. Let's get you back to bed yeah?" I say, turning him around and walking him back over to his room and tucking him in.
"Please don't fight with Mommy anymore. She's always so sad because she misses you. I miss you too" he says while dozing off again. "Okay buddy I'll try, now go back to sleep. Things will look better in the morning"
"Promise?" he asks through a yawn. "Promise" I respond before giving him a quick kiss on the head and closing his door behind me.
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Just an example of how their family dynamic was when it was getting to the breaking point.
"Darling we're already half way there, let me take care of you"
"Or would you rather me tell my son that she's actually mine?"Â
It's my first time making a mood board so I hope this one is okay? Colors didn't feel right for this story so I hope you don't mind that it's black and white. Jungkook is dark and twisted in this story so might as well make it match. Sorry I didn't get around to it sooner...
