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i intently looked at jungkook beside me as we went back home from the party. we're lucky to have a driver though.

he said he wasn't drunk.

he totally passed out.

i gulped.

i already knew that he's gorgeous, but this is the first time i could stare at him to my heart's content. he regularly makes my heart flutter.

but seeing him disheveled like this...hm...

he looks so flushed.

is it from the alcohol? or maybe the sun from earlier?

i smiled remembering what happened today.

jungkook usually only wears expensive clothing and luxury brands. but he came to the track meet wearing our class shirt for me. i'm so grateful for his thoughtfulness.

when he asked the staff to treat me the same as they did before, so i could just be a normal teacher, i almost cried.

truthfully, when i first decided to marry jungkook, i thought it wouldn't be long before i had to quit being a teacher.

even if he didn't want me to, i thought that his parents might want me to stop working.

since he's the vice president of dae-han group, it's obvious he would need support from his wife at home, and in comparison, i thought they might look down on teaching as an occupation.

but i never imagined he would do something like this.

i feel so cherished.

i haven't done anything to support him as a wife should, but jungkook is doing everything he can to be a good husband and a good father.

subconsciously, i think i believed that getting married would lead to misfortune.

since we hastily got married without really getting to know each other, i thought that we could never be happy together. i thought maybe we might briefly burn for each other, and then just live together out of a sense of responsibility for doo-jool.

but ultimately, there would be a distance between us that couldn't be bridged. exhausted from trying to make the relationship work, i thought we'd just end up constantly hurting each other.

jungkook asked me to trust him, trust in his certainty in us. but everyday, i felt cautious like i was walking on thin ice.

i was the one who couldn't trust in us, and yet i was the one who was anxiously trying to figure out how he felt about me.

i thought that i was putting effort into our relationship, but i ultimately did nothing. in fact, i was so worried that i would get hurt that i was putting up walls between us.

us being attracted to one another?

things were slowly getting better day by day?

those were all lies.

i was so worried that if i gave him my heart, i would leave myself open to be hurt. so i was lying to myself.

i can't deny the truth any longer.

i love jungkook.

to the point where i can't live without him.

i realised that even if his only goal is to make doo-jool happy, i love him enough to want to cling to that to keep him by my side.

maybe this is something i already knew, but wasn't ready to accept yet.

i turned to jungkook, patting his hand.

thank you.

i became startle when he suddenly moved in his sleep.

i hope i didn't wake him.

i froze when he suddenly grabbed my hand when i tried to pull away.

huh?

did he just grab my hand in his sleep?

i glanced at the driver. he can't see what we're doing, am i right? he can't see my red cheeks, right? and he surely won't hear my crazy heart beating so fast, right?

well, maybe it's all right for us to be holding hands.

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after a few minutes, the driver pulled the car to the side road in front of our house.

"we've arrived, vice president jeon." he said.

"thank you, mr. ahn. get home safely. i'll see you at work tomorrow." jungkook said.

"yes, sir. i'll see you tomorrow..."

as we got out from the car, jungkook instantly grabbed my hand and walking so fast to get into the house.

"weren't you asleep, jungkook? why are you in such a rush? slow down..." i said to him. my steps are making a double work with jungkook's speed.

"are you feeling sick? it was all those shots you t-" i asked as soon as we got into the house.

i froze when he suddenly landed a long kiss on my lips.

and we're not going to stop anytime soon.

i replied the kiss.

i became more startle when he picked me up, not breaking the sloppy kiss.

he trailed the kiss to my neck.

"jungkook, wait..." i tried to stop him. is he still drunk?

"i told you...that i feel like i'm constantly being seduced by you."

i said nothing.

i let him continue what he's been doing until i was unaware that we're already in the bedroom.

he softly placed me on the bed, kissing me harder. we cling to each other.

"ah...jungkook, we should shower first." i said. pretty sure i smelled like a stale milk since i was sweating ever since this morning.

"i can't wait." he said.

"jungkook." i called him, using a harder tone. i pushed him away and broke the kiss.

"what? i want to shower later. i need you right now...i think i'll go crazy if i don't..." he sounds so disappointed.

aww...i like it when he pouted like that. so cute.

"me too. i feel that way too." i said, caught him dumbfounded.

"so..." i shove him onto the bed.

"i want to initiate today." i added, loosening the button one my shirt one by one, making him startle even more.

"y-you want to what?" jungkook asked, stuttering.

his eyes snapped open when i lowered the long skirt i was wearing. i moved closer to him.

"chae-chaeyoung?" he froze, face blushed, restraining himself from touching me.

i could hear our heartbeats.

"jungkook..." i seductively called him, trying to pulled his shirt away.

why did i always think i was the clumsy one while you were experienced?

i want to be different today.

now that i've finally recognised my feelings for you, i want to show you just a little bit of how much i love you.

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jungkook sighed.

"i'm all sweaty, chae." he said.

"i like that even more, because it smells more like you." i told him.

we're kissing hardly with i'm on top of him when a phone suddenly rang.

"chae, phone..."

"don't pick up." i won't let him working on his office work. not tonight.

"i don't want to either, but it's your phone." he told me in between the kiss.

"i don't want to pick up."

"should i mute it?"

"no, let's just turn it off."

jungkook grabbed my phone while i continued to kiss him, trailing the kiss to his neck.

he suddenly made a space between us, preventing me to kiss him more.

what's wrong?

"what is it?" i asked.

"it's from your mom. you should answer it." he said.

i looked at the caller id on my phone.

what? my mom? why would she be calling me?

"hello?" i picked up the call.

"finally. i've been trying to reach you."

i froze, looking at the caller id once again. the voice is not from my mom's though the caller id was her. and the caller doesn't sound like a woman either.

"what?" jungkook asked.

"there's a man i don't know on the phone."

jungkook took the phone on my hand and he continued the talk, "hello? who is this?"

i looked at him, wondering what they've been talking about. his face changed.

"yes, all right." with that jungkook ended the call.

"what is it? is something wrong?" i asked.

he suddenly squeezed me in a warm and tight hug.

huh? why?

"we need to go to the hospital." he said.

"to the hospital? but why?"

"it sounds like your mother took too many sleeping pills at once."

i froze, "what?"

"she's stable right now, so you don't have to worry too much." jungkook softly patted me on my back.

"i'm fine...which hospital is it?"

"i'll ask jimin to drive us there, so you should wash up and change."

"i can go by mys-"

jungkook gave me a soft and short peck on my cheek, stopping me from talking.

"it's because i'm not okay with you going by yourself. let's hurry up and get ready."

why?