As soon as Jungkook saw his noona entering his apartment, he knew. He put his game on pause and watched her as she sat next to him on the couch.

"It went wrong, didn't it?"

She didn't say anything and just put her head on his shoulder. He leaned his head against hers and waited for her to speak or cry. The silence lasted a few minutes, then he felt her trembling against him. She was crying. He turned around and held her in his arms until she calmed down. Then she moved away from him and he let her go.

"We had a fight. I hurt him again..."

"What happened?"

"He figured everything out and he got mad. I tried to explain but he didn't let me. He left before I could say anything."

"How did he figure–"

"I used camellias."

"Aww, noona. I'm so sorry."

"What do I do? What if he hates me for the rest of his life? What if he wants a divorce? What if–"

"Noona, calm down. He won't do anything like that."

"How would you know? Do you have any idea how mad he was? I messed up big time."

"You'll be fine."

She started crying again and Jungkook comforted her as best as he could. She ended up falling asleep, so he brought her into his bedroom. At least she could sleep more comfortably there. It was so typical of her to fall asleep when she cried so much. Also, this felt like deja vu, except she was at his apartment this time. He smiled and kissed her on the forehead before leaving the room. He sat back on the couch and texted Namjoon. He wasn't expecting him to answer, but he did.

JK: hyung, what happened?

Joonie hyung: back off.

JK: 🙄

Joonie hyung: I can't believe she thought I was this psycho! Why would she do that?

JK: You have to understand her, she was traumatized and she didn't even realize it.

Joonie hyung: I was too!

JK: this is why you guys should have talked.

Joonie hyung: I'm not ready for that yet.

JK: 🤦🏻‍♂️

Joonie hyung: I feel cheated.

JK: cheated?

Joonie hyung: she thought I was him since the first day I came back home! Do you know how many times we made love since that day?

JK: I don't need to know that 😅. But I get your point 😔.

JK: hyung she wouldn't have let you touch her if she thought you were someone else. You know how much she loves you.

Joonie hyung: and yet she took me for someone else. A freaking psycho at that! Does she not know me anymore?

JK: the mind can play tricks on us sometimes. You guys should really talk things out.

Joonie hyung: I don't want to see her right now. Tell her to go home and rest, she has to take care of my baby.

JK: 🙄

JK: wait, how do you even know she's at my place ? 😳 Are you really Namjoon hyung, you psycho spying killer?😤

Joonie hyung: 🖕🏻🤬😡

JK: 🤣🤣🤣🤣 I'm joking, sorry.

There was no answer for at least 5 minutes, then Jungkook texted him again.

JK: Come on hyung, don't be mad.

Joonie hyung: leave me alone😤.

JK: come get your wife😏.

Joonie hyung: she can go home by herself. Now bye.

JK: hyung?!?!

He really didn't answer this time, so Jungkook called him. He rejected the call. Jungkook sighed and decided to let go for now. A moment later, Nari came out of the room, looking like a mess. She touched her stomach and gave Jungkook a puppy look.

"We're hungry."

He laughed and left the couch.

"Sit down I'll make you something to eat."

"Thank you," she smiled and went to sit before turning the TV on.

She went through the channels and stopped on the one showing one of Namjoon's music videos. She felt like crying all over again but held it in. She caressed her belly and talked to the baby.

"This is your dad singing. Can you hear him? He is very talented and one of the best lyricists out there. But he is so stubborn. He is mad at your mom and won't even listen to my explanations."

Nari pouted as if the baby could see her but then smiled at her belly. She didn't care if he or she couldn't see her as long as they could feel her love. She already couldn't wait to meet her child. She was still nervous about being a parent, but she knew she'd be okay. She had Namjoon and she was sure he was going to be a great father. Her sweet, loving, beautiful husband. She couldn't believe she had doubted him. Now he was mad at her and she didn't know what to do to make things right.

Well, he would come back eventually. He always did. It's just that this time he looked really pissed and she didn't know what he might do. She heard a phone going off and looked for it. It was Jungkook's. He had just received a message... from Namjoon! She opened it right away since she knew the password.

Joonie hyung: bring her, I'm outside.

She read further up and suddenly got up with a huge smile on her face. She was so excited to see him, she felt like someone who was going on a date with her crush for the first time.

"Noona?"

"He's here!" She said while running to the door.

"Who?"

"My husband!"

Jungkook watched as she disappeared behind the closing door and looked down at the food he had just made for her.

"Guess I'll have to eat this by myself." He mumbled with a shrug.

As soon as the elevator doors opened, she ran to the front of the apartment building, looking frantically for him. He was standing in front of his car, head down, hands in his coat's pockets. She ran again and stopped right in front of him. He looked up and frowned when he saw her.

"Baby–"

"Let's go," he cut in, about to get into his car, but she stopped him.

"Can we talk?"

"Do I look like I'm in the mood to talk?" He retorted coldly.

She felt like someone had poured icy water on her. She shook slightly and took a deep breath.

"Please," she begged, "I'm sorry I made a mistake. I shouldn't have doubted you."

He didn't react, he just stared at her and there was nothing gentle about his gaze. Did he really hate her? Was he ever going to forgive her? She loved him so much, didn't he love her anymore? She lifted her hand, trying to touch his face, but he took a step back.

"Don't you dare touch me," he hissed.

The tears she was holding finally ran down her face. It was too much to bear, already. She had just got him back, was she going to lose him just like that? For a stupid mistake? Couldn't he just try to understand her?

"Why are you acting like this?!" She finally exploded. "Is it such a big deal that I tried to protect myself and my baby? Is it so wrong of me to take precautions? After what I went through... After what we went through, is it so surprising that I was suspicious of everything?"

"How could you be suspicious of me, Nari? How long have we known each other? How can you not make a difference between me and a psychopathic killer?! HOW???"

"Stop overreacting! And you're wrong about one thing, I didn't sleep with you thinking you were him! How could you even think that I'd let anyone other than you touch me?"

"I'm overreacting? How would you feel if I was the one suspecting you of being a killer?"

"I would try to understand you and–"

"Would you really?! Would you really try to understand why I kissed someone else twice?"

"How do you even know about that?"

"Is that really what you want to know?"

Her tears wouldn't stop coming and she was so frustrated. She was tired of fighting him, she just wanted him to hold her, to kiss her, and tell her everything was okay. Couldn't he just forget about it all?

"I'm sorry, baby. I didn't think it through at the time. I just wanted to distract him so that he wouldn't suspect anything. But the first kiss was all him, he forced himself on me. You have to believe me."

He stayed silent and looked her in the eyes. She looked at him as well, trying to read him. He was hesitating. He seemed confused. She went closer to him and grabbed his hand.

"I was so disgusted, but I couldn't think of any other way to get us out of there. Please, forgive me. Please."

Namjoon watched her cry and felt like breaking down himself. It's funny how he had sworn never to make her cry again, but that's all he did lately. If he was honest, he had to admit that none of them was at fault. They had experienced something horrible and they hadn't healed from the trauma yet. It was too early for that, anyway. But he wasn't even mad for the kisses anymore. He was just still shocked at the fact that she took him for the killer, that trash of a human.

But what could he do? He was crazy about this woman. He could never go on without her. He was missing her already. What was the point of staying mad at her? He cupped her face in his hand and leaned in to kiss her forehead.

"Stop crying, it's bad for the baby." He murmured gently and pulled her into his arms.

She cried again and hugged him so tight, she almost crushed him. He didn't mind, he didn't actually want her to let go. Why did he love her so much? Why couldn't he stay mad at her even when she hurt him so much? He wanted to understand her, but was she going to understand him? Would she even try? But she had to. They were stuck together forever, so they had to sort this out.

They would no longer avoid the conversation.

As soon as they got home, Namjoon asked her to go shower while he was warming up some food for them. They had a chef who cooked for them, but since they didn't eat at home too often, he only came thrice a week. Sometimes even once. They were already used to warming up food anyway.

"Baby?"

He looked up as she was entering the kitchen. She was wearing the same clothes, so he asked "did you not shower yet?"

"No, I just–"

"Why? What is it?"

She kept silent and just watched him. She was so pale, he started worrying again. He walked up to her and took her face into his hand.

"What is it? Tell me."

"We have to talk."

"I know, but can we do that later? You don't look well..."

"Okay," Nari nodded and left.

Half an hour later, she came back, showered and wearing a pair of Calvin Klein pajamas offered by Namjoon not so long ago. He took a look at it and couldn't help smiling. She looked so cute, and she had regained some color on her face.

"Hey," she smiled.

"Hey, are you ready to eat?"

"Sure."

They ate in silence, then he did the dishes. He refused to let her touch anything, so she waited for him in the living room. She was so nervous, she turned on the TV even though she wasn't interested in watching it. She couldn't stop thinking about everything that happened after he left the hospital. Did he really do anything to make her suspicious of him? Did he deserve to be suspected like that? Or was she just being paranoid?

"Nari?"

He joined her in the living room and sat next to her. He looked so serious, she felt intimidated all of a sudden. None of them said anything for a few seconds, then Namjoon talked first.

"The whole thing seems so unreal, I still can't believe it happened. I still can't believe that I was held captive a month ago."

"How did it happen?"

"I was on my way to the bookstore when I received a call. It was Eungi. I thought it was strange at first, but when she told me she was with you and you had passed out, I started panicking. She even asked me to ditch my security details before going to you, so that I wouldn't attract too much attention. I didn't question it, I just wanted to save you. She gave me an address, but it wasn't too far so I decided to walk, well, I was running. At some point, I found myself in a quiet alley and that's when a black van appeared out of nowhere and someone pulled me in as soon as its doors opened. When I woke up, I was in that room."

She put her hand over his and squeezed it. He must've been so scared at the time.

"Did you get to meet him?"

"At some point, yes. We met briefly. I had so many questions, but I didn't have enough time to ask them."

"Why not?"

"He said he was busy preparing everything. Those were his words. I asked him what I was doing there and he told me that we were going to have some fun. He even added that he wanted to at least enjoy himself before the end. I was confused, but he left right after, so I couldn't ask any more questions. I didn't see him after that, then I heard your voice and you were finally there, in my arms."

"It must have been on the same day, then."

"Possibly, I don't know. I had no way of knowing what time it was or how much time had passed between these two incidents. I found out I was kidnapped for 4 days when I woke up at the hospital. I was out of it most of the time. He drugged me at least twice a day."

"He put it in your food?"

"Yes, I fell asleep after every meal."

"It must have been so uncomfortable, I'm so sorry..."

"Quite the opposite."

"What do you mean?"

"The meals were good, he made me wear designer clothes and the bed was comfortable as well. It almost felt like I was in a hotel."

"Again with the designer clothes," Nari mumbled.

"What about them?"

She sighed and ran her hands through her hair.

"The victims wore new designer clothes and lingerie, so we had concluded that he was rich. And we were right. His parents were already divorced when he was born and his mother died after she gave birth to him. He was raised in an orphanage but left when he turned 18. He somehow ended up inheriting his mother who was filthy rich. That's all we know so far. When we asked about him at the orphanage, they told us he was a normal kid. He was smart, polite, and never got in trouble. He was loved by everyone."

"Then did he change later? Or was he just acting?"

"I have no idea, but I was really surprised to hear this about him."

"Me too, actually."

They didn't talk for a while and Nari wondered where to begin. She knew he was waiting to hear the truth about the kiss and it was normal. If he was the one who had kissed someone else, she'd want to know too. She took a deep breath and just started talking. It came naturally since she was telling the truth. She told him about how she felt broken when he wasn't there. How she had almost lost her mind, how she came up with a plan to go look for him by herself when they found out about his location. She told him about her little encounter with Hyun Soo and how she ended up killing him.

Namjoon wasn't reacting at all, he was just listening to her. When she talked about the kiss, he looked away from her and became agitated, but he didn't say anything. He just let her finish and she couldn't believe how patient he was. When she was done, she waited for him to say something, but he was keeping quiet. She was now scared. Was he mad again?

"I'm not mad..." He finally said, as if he could read her mind. "At least not at you. It's him. It was all him. He shamelessly took advantage of you and I hate it. He knew you wouldn't have let him touch you if he hadn't threatened you with my life–"

His voice suddenly broke and tears started falling down his face. He wiped them and continued, "he messed up with your mind. I'm guessing he heard a lot of our conversations since he's been stalking us for so long."

"I think so too."

"So how do you feel about what he said? Us trying to control your life and all. Do you find us intrusive?"

She sighed and thought about her answer. They were being honest with each other, weren't they? So she should just tell him how she felt. There was no way she would hide anything from him anymore. She had learned her lesson now.

"To be honest, I find our relationship natural. I know people say that we're doing too much, but that's not how I feel. I knew Jungkook was using tracking devices on me, but I didn't really care. I also knew you were aware of it. We grew so close, all three of us... It's hard for others to understand us, I guess. But I can't believe I let him get into my head like that. To think that I even asked my father if he trusted you more than me..."

Namjoon held her hand again and gave her a reassuring smile. "It's okay, baby."

"Is it?"

"Yes, it's okay for anyone to have doubts sometimes. And just so you know, our intentions aren't that twisted, it's just the way we love you. You know everything about us too."

She nodded in agreement. She did know everything about them and their families. It might sound unhealthy to some people, but that was their normal.

"I wish I could erase everything, I wish none of these horrible things happened to us. I'm so mad at him. I should have protected you, but instead, you were the one who protected me."

"It doesn't matter who protected who, sweetie. What matters is that we're all safe now."

He caressed her belly, then looked up at her.

"Is he okay?"

She smiled and nodded.

"Do you also think it's a boy?" She asked, curious.

"I don't know, I don't care either way. I'm just happy to be the father."

"Right," she said with a small laugh.

He smiled again, then he kissed her.

"I'm sorry about the bite marks," he whispered against her lips.

Then he continued kissing her. He slipped his hands under her pajamas' top, then gently pressed one of her breasts. He let go of her lips and kissed her neck.

"It won't ever happen again," he whispered against her skin this time.

He let go of her breast and held her by the waist. He pulled her closer to him until she was sitting on his lap. She had closed her eyes and she was getting wet already. she was too aroused to even form a correct sentence. How was he still talking?

"Look at me, baby." He ordered and his voice was so hot at that moment, she almost moaned.

She did as told and his dark brown orbs were searching into hers.

"I'm sorry I yelled at you."

She took a few breathes, then she was finally able to talk.

"It's okay, and I don't mind the biting. I know it wasn't the first time, either" she said in a low voice. "I should be the one apologizing for thinking–"

She trailed off and bit her lips. She was so ashamed of herself for what she did.