I fixed my clothes and walk back to the part we were on, my phone and car keys was still there, luckily. "Excuse me" I called a bartender.

"Have you seen a guy, who was here with me?" I asked him.

"Yeah, sir he left. He told me to take care of your belongings. " I nodded and thanked him.

I went back to car and called Jimin hyung. I couldn't even find y/n in there.

"Hey, hyung. Why did you left and do you know where is y/n?" I asked as soon he picked up.

"She went back home and I am feeling bit sick, so I left." He explained.

"She was so stubborn to come with me and left without me, nice. " I sarcastically commented.

"Hyung, are you all right?"

I sighed came from other side.

"Kook, I feel so disgusted right now and can we talk later." He suddenly hung up.

What he did to feel disgusted. I shrugged my shoulder and drove to Yoongi hyung.

"Hey," yoongi hyung opened door a little late as usual he is a tiny bit lazy.

"Hey, kook. You are alone?" He asked looking around.

"Yeah. Can't I come by myself." I pouted.

"Of course, You can. Come in and lock door." He stated, I did what he asked me to.

"What you were doing?" I asked taking a seat on large sofa.

"Working on some clients problems." He handed me glass of milk, he always treats Mr with glass of milk.

"What brings you here?" He sit on other side of sofa.

"Ah, I wanted to talk to Jimin hyung but he left. So I decided to ask you because Jin hyung won't understand me. And I can only trust you, because I know that he can't help me." I explained.

"So, you want information from me and I guess I know what type of information. " he stated putting his laptop on his tiny table.

There were lot of papers scattered on table. I didn't put my empty glass their. I put glass on kitchen counter and remembering hyung words, I even washed it.

"So, what you want to know?" Hyung asked as I came back in living room.

"It's about Y/n's past."

Yoongi hyung glance at me and chuckled.

"I am not intrested in her, I just want information. " I dryly commented, knowing very well what's going on his mind.

"I didn't even say anything, kook." He shrugged his shoulders and put his feet on coffee table.

"Okay, so what you want to know?" He asked me.

"What type of relationship Y/n had with Kim Taehyung and what happened to him? I sometimes wonder that maybe Y/n killed him. A toxic relation..." I couldn't even find good words to explain my statement.

"Kook, I only know Kim Taehyung life data, nothing else. About Y/n, I don't think she killed anyone, she is sassy and short tempered but I checked her data too, there is no past toxic relations in her life or something like killing that her father would have hide it. There was nothing like that." Yoongi hyung explained me.

I was curious about one thing.

"Hyung, why did you checked Y/n's life data?" I tilted my face a bit, out of habit.

"Your dad asked me to." Oh, so it's not just a simple marriage, he got all backgrounds data first.

"Okay-" I nodded.

I was cut of by a door bell.

Suga hyung groaned and lazily walked towards door. I pulled out my phone to send money to S. As I forgot to do it. It was the only reason she came there like a stalker.

Alcohol took a best of me and I did something I don't want to. Even though, I am not happy in my married life, but I still can't cheat. I can't go this low.

Thinking about all this I realise how much a big mistake I did, what if someone saw me there. What if anyone took photo of me, I honestly forgot about paparazzi and stalkers. I shouldn't have done that , but she provoked me and I couldn't hurt my man ego.

I did it, without thinking. I sighed and pulled my hair back fustratedly.

I regret doing that with her, but I am just going to forget like nothing ever happens. I won't do it again, at least till I am in this paper relation.

I looked up and my eyes met hyung. "Jimin hyung.." I take his name.

He told me he was feeling sick.

He looked at me and rubbed his nape. "What are you doing here? You should go home." He stated.

"Hyung, are you avoiding me?" My heart literally broke seeing him here. He told me he is feeling sick and Suga hyung is not a doctor.

He don't want to be with me but he wants to be with hyung.

"I- Jungkook, I don't want to talk to you right now." He suddenly stated words he never said to me. I frowned, my eyes welled up with tears. I blinked several times to get rid of these tears.

What I did to deserve such harsh behaviour?

"Hyung, are you angry?" I said with a broken voice.

"I am disappointed. " he sit on sofa opposite to me.

"B-but why?" I asked.

He ignored me and lay on sofa, closing his eyes. I looked at Yoongi hyung and he just stare back at me without saying anything.

"I am going." I said and walk towards main door.

"Kook," Suga hyung called me.

"Don't worry. I will talk to Jimin. Okay?" He rubbed my shoulder. I nodded and left his house.

As soon I reached home, I placed car keys on counter. I saw Jun woo with Y/n on dining table, she was teaching him.

All this time this kid has grown so closer to Y/n . I wonder what he will do when we will go back to other house. I walk towards them and ruffled this cute boy hair.

"Aish, my hair. I styled them this morning." He said in cute voice, earning a chuckle from me.

I took out can of beer from fridge and started to drink. "Why did you come by yourself? " I asked Y/n.

She shrugged her shoulders. "You were busy, so I thought I could come back. Plus, you don't want me there on first place."

"Yeah, but I thought we will come together. You shouldn't have to come by yourself. " I spoke.

"Uncle, you left noona on street?" He furrowed his brow looking at me.

"No, love. I came by myself, Kook has work to do." Y/n told Jun woo brushing his hair from her fingers and he didn't even groan, the way this kid was being meanie towards me.

"Ayee, your hair." I pointed towards his head.

"I like noona, " he quietly spoke and I rolled my eyes glaring at him playfully.

"I like you too." Y/n ruffled his soft hair.

"Do you like me or Jungkook uncle more?"

"Of course -" Y/n cut me. "I like Jun woo more because he is best."

I was about to take my name.

"Yay, I like noona too." He giggled with y/n earning a glare from me.

I stood up and went to washroom to take shower. I rubbed my chest feeling hurt.

I took off my clothes and entered warm shower. Taking a shower is taking time for myself, to recenter and feel my calm nature return. It feel cozy and warm like I am getting a free massage.

I unconsciously yawned feeling hot water running down my body. I turned off shower and wore my towel on my waist. Putting body spray on my body, I walked out.

I looked at empty room, I don't want to think about my past but look how my life is miserable. Why me? From all of the people in world? Why me?

I feel so lonely, how much I wanted my girl to be with me. How much I wanted love and affection but what I get in return this sassy panda, who doesn't even care about my existence.

Sometimes, I feel so emotional that everyone is happy in their life, my brothers, but not me. I feel so sad.

Suddenly, door opened and Y/n entered room with my shirt in her hand.

"There you go." She handed me my ironed shirt. My eyes widened, "you pressed it?"

She nodded. "I was pressing mine, I saw your shirt their so I pressed it for you.

My heart felt a extreme emotion. My heart shakes. "T-Thank you." I stuttered.

I was feeling sad and now this little things make me happy. It swells my heart not knowing what to feel. I wore my shirt.

"What are you eating?" I saw her filling her mouth with this cute little green and pink thing.

"What's that?" I move closer to her.

"Ice cream mochi. " she replied holding towards me.

"Jimin hyung. " I mumbled. Why does mochi remind me of him.

She started to laugh at me. "Why did you remember Jimin. It's mochi. Oh my God this will sound so weird." She laughed at me.

I smiled. "We both are eating Jimin." I said lowly and she made a disgusting face. "That's so weird." She punched my shoulder and I giggled.

"Let me send him a picture." I took mochi picture with Y/n and send to our group. That is literally so quiet these days.

"This thing is tasty." I eat it's mellow taste. It was soft and smooth and sweet. I loved it. It looks weird and sounds like Jimin hyung but it tastes good.

"I want more." I put my hand inside box and it touched her hand. She suddenly pulled her hand back.

A very weird reaction from her. She was literally strangling me to death a day before and now she is running from touch.

Dude - how I will act with her if she did that.

What's going on? Y/n feel weird with touch and Jimin hyung feel disgusted. What they did when I was gone?

"Hey, everything good?" I tried to touch her arm but she backed away. "Yeah, all good." She answered and went to washroom to wash her hands.

"There is something wrong. " I told her directly don't want to keep issues in shade.

"Nothing wrong. Stop being annoying. " she hissed.

"Fine, monkey." I rolled my eyes.

"You are donkey." She stick her tongue out to me and run out of room.

Few weeks later,

Y/n Pov

We wanted to go back to our particular mansion but there were some internal issues with water system and all. So we are still staying at jeon's mansion.

That day my parents were out of city because one of my relatives were very sick, they didn't told me about it. Currently, I am working for my dad because he is away. I don't even go to company I just do work here at home.

Jungkook's noona cleaned office room for me, so I work there and finally Jungkook is going to work. I am always so annoyed by his annoying ass. I don't like to act with him especially from the time I saw that scene at bar.

Jimin told me that he unconsciously stopped talking to Jungkook because he couldn't accept that Jungkook did such dirty stuff. I told him to accept Jungkook the way he is because he won't change himself for you.

I don't know for people it is fun and not disgusting but I feel like this is the most weird thing. How can you just do that without feelings?

Anyways everyone have different perspectives.

After a stressful day I walk out of office room and I stumbled upon Lisa.

Yes, she is still here.

Why people like to live in someone else's house?

I ignored her and walk to hall to get to kitchen.

"Y/n," she called me.

"Yes?" I turned around looking at her.

"You are really busy." She commented.

"Uh yeah- I have to work for my father." I replied walking downstairs.

"You don't even know what Jungkook is going through," she spoke. I raised my brow at her, stopping in my tracks.

"What do you mean? What is he going through?" I look into her eyes.

She rolled her eyes and chuckled sarcastically. "You don't even know... what's the point on telling you?"

"Okay, as you wish." I shrugged my shoulders. What the point on stopping me if she want to act like a brat.

"Do you even love him?"

"I am not obliged to answer you." Making clear things to her is more important than knowing what shit Jungkook is going through.

I got myself something to eat and saw boyoung talking to someone. "Hey," I said as I saw she hung up.

"Oh hey, busy lady." She teased me and I smiled to her.

She sighed loudly.

"Everything good? " I questioned.

"Yeah, just tired." She rubbed her nape.

"Let me help you, what are you doing?" I said.

"I am actually done. I was calling junwoo's friends parents to send his friends to pool party that we are doing." She said.

"Pool party? When?" I questioned.

"Tomorrow. No one told you?" She raised her brow.

"No, no one did " I smiled.

"I told Sekyung to tell you. She might have forgot about it." I nodded and pulled out my popcorn from microwave.

"Where is Junwoo? " I asked feeling lonely that little monster makes my day.

"He is in his room, selecting clothes for tomorrow. " she get herself beer from fridge.

"I guess, he needs my help." I chuckled and walked to his room.

"Yeah, he loves you." She giggled.

"Ayee I love that kid too." I lazily walk to his room.

I knocked on his wooden door which has sticker all around.

"Yes?" His cute voice was heard from inside.

"Hey, it's your noona." I said. He quickly opened door.

"Noona, I missed you. " he hugged me with his cute little arms.

"Aww I miss you too. I got some popcorns for you." I handed him a bowl.

He gasped. "Are they sweet and salty?"

"Yeah." I nodded.

"Oh no, I love these. Thank you so much, noona." My heart swells everytime he call me noona.

"What are you doing? " I questioned.

"Oh, I was actually finding my red shorts but I can't find it. Mom said she is busy so I am doing it myself. " he said and walk towards stool that was broken.

"Junwoo stop." I saw that one of stool leg was moving. "Don't stand on it." I told him.

"Then how I will get to that pants?" He asked.

"I can help you. " I agreed to help him but I am little small, so I had to take stool.

"Junwoo stand back. Okay?" I told him that if stool fell, he shouldn't get injured.

"Noona but you said not to use stool. Why are you using it, you will fall?" He listened to me and get to back but he questioned.

This is so embrassing, how I am supposed to tell him that I am small, like a little bit small.

"Don't worry kid. Noona will be fine." I confidently told him and put my feet on this wobbly stool. Hesitantly I put my weight on that feet and hold onto cupboard to maintain my balance.

When both of my feet were on stool. I reach for his red shorts and pulled it but it seems like all of his clothes were in a ball. That red short was a bit out, when I pulled it out a bit harshly, his ball of clothes fell on top of me, giving me a push towards ground.

"Junwoo stay back." I am literally about to sprain my ankle but I am worried for this kid.

I tried to hold onto cupboard but my feet wobbled and I fell on floor, a bit harshly. "Uff!" I groaned.

"Noona! Are you okay?" Junwoo cried holding onto your hand like you are dead.

"Eomma! " he screamed his mother name crying, you are freaking alive under all these clothes. You need to tell him.

"Junwoo . I'm okay." I said pushing his clothes away from my face but that kid was literally crying until Boyoung came.

"Oh my Gosh! Y/n are you okay?" Boyoung effortlessly throw Junwoo's clothes on other side and I breathe properly.

"I'm fine Junwoo. " I chuckled, wiping his tears as I sit up.

"I'm told you not to bring this stool from store room. Why don't you listen to me Junwoo?" Boyoung scolded her son.

"Hey, don't scold him. I knew it was broken but I still use it. It's not his fault. Don't scold him." I patted Junwoo head.

He sniffed and kept quiet.

"Aww my baby. Don't cry, look I got your red shorts." He smiled a little looking at his clothes.

"Come on, Y/n. " Bo young give me her hand to stood up.

When I tried to stood up that's when I realised my feet is sprained.

"Oh-" a little squeal escape my mouth.

"Oh shit, I have to treat it." Boyoung told me.

"It's fine." I limp towards door.

"Yeah very fine. Sit anywhere you can reach to. I am coming with first aid kit." She ordered and left.

I limp towards living room and put my bum on this soft black leather sofa.

"You can't even do a simple work." I turned around and my eyes met staphie.

No, not now

What's the issue with this mother and daughter?