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icanbeyoursunshine · 4 years ago

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genre: angst...like definetly angst just angst

pairing: y/n x idol!kim taehyung

word count: 1.5k (literally wrote this in one sitting soooo yea uh sorry)

warnings: none- just cheating taehyung i guess

summary: Would you wait around to find out if it's just a necklace, or if it's sex and a necklace, or if worst of all it's a necklace and love?

notes: i just had a lot of feels after watching love, actually so this happened

english isn't my first language so pls have mercy but feel free to point out grammatical errors!

You were sitting at your kitchen table, the food you had ordered for your boyfriend and yourself untouched in front of you, next to your present for him.

It was the anniversary of your relationship, having been together for six years now. Taehyung was supposed to come by after work to celebrate, like you’d asked him to multiple times in the past month. His work ended at 8, you had checked it in your joined calendar to order the food right on time, and now it was 11.30. And no sign of him.

To say your relationship was becoming more complicated by the second right now was putting it lightly. And him being an super busy idol, and right now also an actor in his own kdrama, did put a slight, well medium big really, strain on you two.

You hardly saw each other, him too busy with his work and you busy with your college classes.

But hey, that’s what relationships were like, right? Through thick and thin? Hard times and good times? Sure, you haven’t taken the vow yet, the two of you not even being engaged, but it was an unspoken vow between you. You would make it work no matter what, you both had sworn at the beginning, completely enamored with each other. Now, six years later it seemed like you were the only one holding on to that.

He had forgotten the anniversary, you finally accepted. The thing that had been the light at the end of the tunnel for you the past months and the thing you wouldn’t stop talking about. It seemed stupid now, really, to think that this anniversary where you two would sit around and eat take-out in your living room because you still weren’t officially a couple yet, would somehow magically save this relationship.

You had been a fool. An absolut fool.

You shook your head, your red-rimmed eyes drifting back to the laptop screen on the kitchen counter.

Yes, you had been, you thought as your eyes skimmed over the paparazzi photo of Taehyung's co-star and love interest in his new kdrama. Bright and beautiful Eunkyung, truly being the graceful gem her name was implying she’d be, was pictured at a dinner, all dressed in stunning clothing and jewelry.

Eunkyung, who Taehyung talked about so much that most fans would swear that they’re secretly in a relationship.

Who Taehyung would talk about so much that even his secret girlfriend had joked about them being in a secret relationship.

Joked.

Because you knew that Taehyung was too good of a human being to actually cheat on you. You really knew. Or at least you thought you did.

Because it wasn’t the sole image of magnificent, and you weren’t being salty you knew she really was magnificent, Lee Eunkyung that made tears well up in your eyes for the nth time.

It was the sight of the beautiful, heart-shaped diamond necklace from Pandora she was wearing. And you knew it was from Pandora because you had found exactly that necklace a week ago in Taehyung’s jacket when he was visiting your apartment and had been giddy about getting it as your anniversary present since then. Hell, you've even told your sisters about it because you thought that could only mean that you two were working through this, that he hadn’t somehow lost his feelings after all.

That he still loved you.

And now you were sitting here on your anniversary in the dark, alone, looking at the necklace your boyfriend gifted someone else.

And all you could think was: you were a fool because suddenly all the talking about her, the moments when he was looking at his phone and smiling, the times when you were alone because he didn’t even seem to be with you even when he was lying in bed right next to you, all of it suddenly made sense.

Your laptop showed 12.43 when you heard his keys rattling against the lock. He sighed when he slipped off his shoes and quietly made his way through the hall into the kitchen. The shocked face he made when he saw you sitting in the dark, the food still all packed up on the table next to your laptop would have been comical if the situation wouldn't’ve been so heartbreaking.

His eyes went wide, darting from the romantically decorated kitchen table to your tear-stained face to the calendar next to the fridge and back to you. His mouth opened in realization and he cursed silently.

Yeah, you thought, same here buddy. You only scoffed, finally taking the take-out you ordered for yourself and putting it in the fridge.

“Love, I’m so sorry”, he broke the silence when you stood up, quickly making his way over to you to pull you in his arms. You didn’t let him.

“Don’t”, you ordered quietly, your calm voice drastically contrasting your face that showed just how many hours you had spent crying this night.

Taehyung stepped away, worry and pain etched all over his face, he couldn’t remember a time when you had refused his touch the entire time you knew each other.

“Y/N”, he mumbled, “I really am sorry, it was a busy week, hell, month at work and it completely slipped my mind”, he tried to explain while you finished putting away the food.

You nodded absentmindedly, turning back to the kitchen table.

“I know”, you replied, “I know it’s been. It’s been some tough months for you and I tried to be understanding through it all but”, your voice broke and you willed the tears to not fall yet again as you grabbed your laptop. “But you make it kinda hard.”

You swiped over the touchpad of your laptop, the black screen turning on and revealing the photo of Eunkyung with his necklace on full display. You turned the screen around, not caring about blinding Taehyung a bit in the nearly completely dark kitchen. He blinked quickly, his eyes focusing on the bright picture. His face fell.

He looked- busted. And that was enough of an answer for you.

You just nodded, a grim smile on your lips. “I can’t believe I’m going to quote Love, Actually like this but-”, you let out a pained chuckle, “I found the necklace in the pocket of your jacket last week, thought it was going to be my anniversary present. Imagine my surprise when you apparently forget our anniversary altogether and the necklace turns out to be a gift for the co-star you don’t stop talking about”, you sigh, putting down the laptop.

“So, now’s the question: is it just a necklace or is it sex and a necklace or”, you swallowed hard because, god, please don’t let it be that option, “is it a necklace and love?”

Taehyung buried his head in his hands, groaning quietly. “God, I’m so sorry”, he whispered, aggressively rubbing his face and looking at you again. You couldn’t even feel the tiniest amount of satisfaction in his pained face, eyes filling with tears.

“I swear-”, he broke off, “I never meant to- to hurt you”, he said brokingly.

“Never meant to hurt me?”, you choked out, disbelief etching over your features.

“How was all of that”, you waved your hands around between the laptop screen and your boyfriend, “how was that not supposed to hurt me?” You probably looked furious but you didn’t care.

“I don’t know if it was just sex or if you actually love her but you cheated on me! Emotionally or physically! How was that supposed to not hurt me? I loved you and I trusted you and-”, you sobbed quietly, pointing an accusing finger to the man you had loved for the past six years who looked equally as distressed in front of you.

“You made a fool of me”, you continued, albeit quietly.

By now you just were exhausted.

Of this.

This relationship.

This misery.

This man, you thought, would be the one for you.

“You made a fool of me and of this relationship and- I’ve- God! And I’ve been trying to save this relationship, I’ve been trying to make it work and you? You were apparently too busy ruining it.”

“Y/N-”, he started, desperately trying to meet your eyes, ready to plead on his knees for forgiveness because he knew he was the fool and not you. He had everything he wanted and he just- he just ruined it.

“Don’t”, you interrupted, stepping away from him, “Taehyung, just don’t.”

You turned, letting the tears finally fall when you knew he couldn’t see.

“Leave- uhm”, you tried to steady your voice, failing, “just- just get out, Taehyung. I’ll text you when you can pick up your stuff.”

You left, closing the door to the bedroom and locking it.

Taehyung was still standing in the middle of your kitchen, tears rolling over his cheeks as he watched where you had stood.

And all he could wonder was how he managed to fuck up this royally.

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icanbeyoursunshine · 4 years ago

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hey mama XXXIV — epilogue

Kim Y/N was alright. She was fine. And she was, finally after nearly four years, over her ex. Kind of a hard task when the ex in question is more or less plastered everywhere.

Jeon Jungkook here, Jeon Jungkook there.

And it didn't help much that her sister was Kim Yu-Ri, singer of the rookie girlgroup 'moonshine'. So when her sister's band is supposed to collab with BTS...things might go south.

Oh, and there was this minor detail as well: Jeon Jungkook can never EVER find out about three year old Kim Ri-Ah. His daughter.

epilogue -- part thirty-four: previous

and this is it. wow. though there were only few readers til the end I'm still so, so happy that i finished the story and hope that all of you are fine with the end haha

a big thank you again to everyone who supported me and this story through likes, comments and messages!!

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icanbeyoursunshine · 4 years ago

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hey mama XXXIII

Kim Y/N was alright. She was fine. And she was, finally after nearly four years, over her ex. Kind of a hard task when the ex in question is more or less plastered everywhere.

Jeon Jungkook here, Jeon Jungkook there.

And it didn't help much that her sister was Kim Yu-Ri, singer of the rookie girlgroup 'moonshine'. So when her sister's band is supposed to collab with BTS...things might go south.

Oh, and there was this minor detail as well: Jeon Jungkook can never EVER find out about three year old Kim Ri-Ah. His daughter.

part thirty-three: previous l next

Jungkook was used to waiting.

During his teenage years, during all his time being a trainee, he had waited countless hours. For dance rehearsals. Stylist appointments. Meetings. Performances. Concerts. Interviews.

Now, years later, he was used to it. It had basically become his job to wait.

But right now? Right now, waiting felt like dying for Jungkook.

He was sitting on a chair in a hospital room, next to Y/N’s lifeless looking body in the hospital bed.

His favourite colour was black. He didn’t remember when it had become his favourite colour but it was. It was the exact opposite of white and, even though Jungkook never had disliked any colour before (well, maybe that was a lie, there were some ugly shades of specific colours but that wasn’t the issue here) he never hated the colour white as much as in this moment. Everything was white. The walls, the ceiling, the bed frame, the cushion of the chair. The blanket and pillow in Y/N’s bed were too, only blue stripes bringing some colour into the room. Oh, and the dark blue and purple dots on her hospital gown.

Jungkook didn’t even know how long he had been sitting on this chair already. After they had arrived in the hospital, Yu-ri and him had to stay in the waiting room.

Some time after that a doctor had come to inform them about any news considering Y/N or Ri-ah.

Apparently a drunk driver had lost control over his vehicle, slamming into the back of the taxi. The driver was fine, only a broken arm and a concussion.

Ri-ah had luckily been covered by Y/N, saving her from any really serious injuries.

Jungkook and Yu-ri had been able to see her some time after that, her frail, little body looking adorably tiny in the hospital bed, her leg and arm already in casts as well as a bandage around her small head for the laceration.

They had spent hours with her then, sitting next to her, carefully cuddling her and comforting her.

Y/N had still been in surgery.

“She’s unstable at the moment”, the doctor had told Jungkook outside Ri-ah’s room, a soft, apologetic look on her face as if it was her fault the drunk driver had crashed into the car.

“Her injuries are quite severe. A broken arm and rib, her right leg is fractured in two places and she got internal bleeding from an injury in her stomach. We also suspect a minor TBI, traumatic brain injury, that was caused by her head slamming into the car window while shielding her daughter.”

“We are really trying our best, Mr. Jeon”, Doctor Choi said, shooting him a hopeful smile. Jungkook nodded numbly and found himself sitting by Ri-ah’s bed the next time he actually realised his surroundings.

A few hours later, it was probably already the next day, Y/N’s surgery was finally over and she was transferred into a room close to Ri-ah’s, still unconscious.

“We will have to wait and see now”, Doctor Choi sighed, rubbing her forehead. “Her brain injuries could cause her to fall into a coma or she could wake up in a few hours, we really can’t help her anymore. We did all we could and I’m hopeful that she will wake up.”

Yu-ri and him split up then, switching between entertaining Ri-ah and watching Y/N.

“Hey Jungkookie”, Jimin whispered, closing the door behind him silently.

Jungkook didn’t even look up from Y/N’s sleeping face.

“How are you doing?”, the older man asked softly, worry clear on his face as he squatted down next to the maknae.

“Hyung”, Jungkook started, sending him a quick glance and then looking back at Y/N.

“I can’t lose her”, he said in a monotone voice. “Ri-ah- we can’t lose her.”

“Jungkookie.”

The maknae tore his gaze from Y/N’s unconscious body, his bloodshot eyes filling with tears as he looked at Jimin's sad face.

“Hyung.” And the tears started falling, rolling down his pale cheeks as he sobbed into Jimin’s shoulder.

After spending some hours with Ri-ah in her room, Jungkook was sitting alone in Y/N’s room again.

Jimin and the other members of BTS and moonshine as well as Jackson had left some time ago, leaving some snacks and drinks as well as a change of clothing for Yu-ri and him, considering they had still been in their stage outfits the entire time.

He didn’t know how long he had been waiting.

The clock over the door was ticking constantly, making him go crazy by now. The machines were beeping constantly as well, lines and numbers going up and down on the monitors.

It was well into Saturday by now and a nurse had informed him that they had finally managed to call Y/N’s parents who had been on a trip for the past week. They were in Tokyo and would take the next flight back home as soon as possible.

He had looked for Yu-ri an hour ago, wanting to see if she wanted to switch rooms, but had found her passed out in the bed next to Ri-ah, both sleeping soundly. He didn’t want to wake them.

“Ri-ah is alright. She has a fractured arm, and nearly crushed her right leg but the doctors are quite sure that she will make a full recovery. She also has a light laceration on the back of her head but otherwise she’s fine. She was awake for nearly the whole night, and she even laughed with me and Yu-ri”, Jungkook explained, sitting in the chair again, this time in some oversized clothing and not his costume, holding onto Y/N’s cold hand.

“They’re both asleep at the moment. I’m happy they are, they were so exhausted. Your parents are on their way back, they were informed by the hospital and are probably boarding a plane home soon.”

“The comeback performance went perfect. The fans loved it apparently. And we won Best Collaboration as well, at least Taehyung told me so. And apparently Dispatch got photos of us leaving the award show so we’re busted. They got information about why we had it from a staff member from the music hall so now everyone knows. But Sejin-ssi and Bang PD are handling it. I don’t even care. I don’t care what happens. Just-“, Jungkook’s voice broke and his grip around her fingers tightened. “Just wake up. Please.”

He sighed shakily.

“I can’t lose you. Ri-ah can’t lose you. Yu-ri can’t lose you. I don’t think any of the hyungs could bear it. Or any of the noonas. Just- don’t leave us. I just got you back.”

“There’s so much I want to have with you. So much I want to tell you. God,” he looked at her pale face, eyes closed peacefully. “I want to tell you that you’re an amazing person. That you’re a perfect mother. That you raised Ri-ah so great until now. I wanted to tell you that I love Ri-ah with all my heart. That I could never have wished for a better daughter. Or a better mother to raise her with. That, even though I’m still so sorry for what happened four years ago, I wouldn’t change a thing if only it meant that I’d be with you and Ri-ah in the end. That- that I want to be with you”, he squeezed her hand, pressing it to his lips. “That I love you. That I never stopped loving you. I’ve loved you when we met at 19 and I think that I will love you forever and-“, his voice broke off and he swallowed down a sob.

“You love me, huh?”

His head shot up, his gaze lifting from their intertwined hands to Y/N’s face, tiredly smiling at him.

“Y/N”, Jungkook gasped, his eyes widening.

The young woman nodded slightly, her eyes dropping close before opening them again, apparently with a lot of energy.

“I’m alive, bitches”, she croaked quietly, shooting him a grin as she squeezed his fingers. And then the grin left her face, pure panic setting in. She sat up hurriedly, face contorting in pain as she tried to leave the bed, her injuries slowing her down.

“Ri-ah”, she groaned, “Oh my god, is Ri-ah ok?”

Jungkook shushed her calmly, holding onto her carefully as he tried to get her to look at him. “Hey, hey!”

She choked out a sob but finally fixed her gaze on him. “Ri-ah’s fine. You shielded her. She’s sleeping soundly next door, with only minor injuries, okay?”

Y/N froze. “She’s alright?”

“Yes, Y/N. She’s alright. Got a fractured arm and broken leg as well as a laceration on the back of her head, but she will make a full recovery. She’s fine, love.”

She nodded then, sinking abruptly back into her bed as if any strength she had gathered before had left her body in an instant. “Good, that’s- good.”

He was softly stroking her forehead, careful not to hurt her as she calmed down.

“I will get the doctor now, okay?”

She nodded again, not even opening her eyes anymore. As if she could feel his worried eyes on her she smiled softly, mouthing a ‘I’m okay’.

“It’s a miracle she didn’t hurt herself while trying to stand up but from what I can tell, Miss Kim is alright. She has to rest now, Mr. Jeon. More than anything she has to get her strength back, so she will probably sleep a lot. Don’t worry about it”, Doctor Choi explained as she stood in the doorframe, happily looking at Y/N who was laying more or less asleep in the bed. “I’ll make sure that the nurse informs her sister that she’s woken up as soon as she’s awake.”

“Thank you”, Jungkook said softly, still holding onto Y/N’s hand. Doctor Choi nodded and left, closing the door behind her quietly.

“See”, Y/N whispered, slowly opening her eyes again to look at the young man sitting next to her bed, “I’m fine. Don’t you worry.”

Jungkook scoffed, rubbing circles into the palm of her hand. “Impossible not to worry, love.”

She chuckled, squeezing his fingers as a reply. “Jungkook.”

He looked up, smiling at her, his eyes still bloodshot from hours of crying.

“You love me?”

He froze, his thumb stopping on her skin. Right, she had heard his confession. His throat went dry.

“I-”

“I love you.”

“What?”, that, he had not expected.

“I love you, dumbass”, Y/N grinned tiredly.

“I don’t think I ever actually stopped loving you, even after our break up.

You know, when I was giving birth I hated you so, so much. But I still hoped so, so badly that our baby would look like you, even if only a little bit, so that I could keep a part of you with me. Because deep down, I think I knew that I would never love someone as much as I loved you.”

“God, I love you too”, Jungkook uttered, tears gathering in his eyes again.

“That’s good”, Y/N laughed softly, stroking his fingers, “that’s really, really good.”

“Now, come here and kiss me.”

Jungkook laughed abruptly at her request, cheeks tinting red.

“What? I can’t move right now and I’ve waited over four years to kiss you again, so like hell I’m going to wait any longer”, she explained,a slight blush creeping onto her otherwise still scaringly pale face.

“Yes, ma’am”, he chuckled, leaning over her bed. One of his hands was placed next to her face, keeping any weight off of her, the other one carefully curving around her cheek. He looked at her, adoration clouding his eyes.

“I love you”, Y/N whispered again, her uninjured hand softly gripping his biceps as he leant down, pressing his lips to hers with the slightest pressure. His lips were dry and chapped, as were hers, and they both looked like a mess and it shouldn’t have been perfect but it was. It was so, so perfect.

Y/N sighed softly, her grip tightening as she pressed her lips back onto his, angling her head to get as close to him as possible. He kissed back, placing peck after peck onto her lips, while holding her as she giggled.

“Jungkook”, she breathed when he pulled away a bit, watching her with a content smile on his face. She wasn’t sure she had ever seen him more at peace.

“I love you”, she repeated and he kissed her again. And again. Whispering ‘I love you’s’ and holding her and Y/N was sure that life couldn’t get any better. Here in this hospital, with Ri-ah and Yu-ri next door, with Jungkook next to her, promising to always be by her side. It was perfect.

feedback is always welcome! and…this is it! tomorrow follows the epilogue and then hey mama is officially finished!!! I can’t really believe it lol

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icanbeyoursunshine · 4 years ago

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Heyy your recent chapter doesn’t have any content, was that intended? Just thought I’d let you know! I love the story so far btw, you’re a great storyteller !!🤍

Oh my god thank you so much!! I had it in my queue already but didn’t manage to actually write that part bc I’m so exhausted from this week (had a looooong exhausting trip w one of my uni classes ☠️) thank you so much for letting me know and that u like the story!!! 🤍🤍

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hey mama XXXII

Kim Y/N was alright. She was fine. And she was, finally after nearly four years, over her ex. Kind of a hard task when the ex in question is more or less plastered everywhere.

Jeon Jungkook here, Jeon Jungkook there.

And it didn't help much that her sister was Kim Yu-Ri, singer of the rookie girlgroup 'moonshine'. So when her sister's band is supposed to collab with BTS...things might go south.

Oh, and there was this minor detail as well: Jeon Jungkook can never EVER find out about three year old Kim Ri-Ah. His daughter.

part thirty-two: previous l next

“Good job everyone!”, Ji-so exclaimed as they walked off the stage, adrenaline still cursing through their veins. “We killed it!”

“We sure did!”, Hobi agreed, basically jumping down the stairs. They all had a big, fat smile one their faces, finally, after all those months of hard work, having had the opportunity to show the world what they made with their collaboration.

Yu-ri reached for Su-ha and Ji-so, hugging them tightly while squealing. “We did it!”

The second Ji-so pulled away, she felt an arm sneaking around her waist. She turned around and looked at Taehyung, a boxy smile on his face and pearls of sweat on his hairline. She giggled softly and grinned back, still hyped up by their performance. She didn’t even realize that he was still holding her, until his smile wavered, his eyes drifting down her face. Oh, she thought. He was way closer than she thought he was.

Even after months of them getting closer their relationship had never changed from the professional one. Sure, they were closer than she was with the other boys but- sadly it seemed he saw her as a good friend and nothing more-

She couldn’t even hear the other members, still cheering about the successful performance, too focused on the unreadable expression on Taehyung's face when he lifted his hand, softly curling around her neck and leaned down, pressing his soft lips onto hers. Oh god.

Ji-so gasped faintly, opening her lips and without much thought kissed him back. Because he was her celebrity crush. Because he had been so open and nice to her since the beginning of their collab. Because she had fallen for him bit by bit with every night they stayed behind in the studio, perfecting their songs. Because it was Taehyung.

She smiled against his lips, slightly turning her head for better access and gripping his fancy costume jacket at his waist, pulling him closer.

Taehyung laughed breathily, disconnecting their lips for only a second and when he saw nothing but adoration in Ji-so’s eyes, kissing her again.

“Woohooo!”, Jimin hooted from next to them, “It sure was time for that, though!”

Taehyung chuckled, pulling away again and looking at his best friend. “Shut up!”

Ji-so blushed furiously but couldn’t stop smiling, only looking at her band members who were standing on the other side of the hall, sending her approving smiles and thumbs up’s. “We ship it!”, Su-ha shouted.

“Jungkook-ssi!”, someone interrupted then, making all of their heads turn to the hall backstage. A Hybe staff member ran in, holding a ringing phone in his hand. “Someone's been trying to call you for a while now, some unknown number”, the middle-aged man explained, holding out the phone.

“You too, Yu-ri-ssi”, a female staff member said then, stopping next to her with her phone in her hand, “you got like five missed calls.”

Jungkook took his phone, confusion etched over his face as he answered the call and put his phone to his ear.

“Hello?”, he asked, walking a bit away from the other members to properly hear whoever had been calling him.

“Hello, I’m calling from the ASAN medical center. Am I speaking to Kim Ri-ah’s emergency contact?”

Jungkook felt his hands grow cold, a massive knot of anxiety forming in his stomach as his knees buckled. No, this couldn’t be happening.

“Y-Yes- yes, that’s me”, he stuttered, one of his hands coming to lean on the wall, hoping to put off some weight from his buckling legs.

He couldn’t even hear Namjoon asking what was wrong from down the hall.

“Kim Ri-ah and her mother Kim Y/N have been in a car crash this evening. Both are receiving immediate emergency treatment in our hospital right now-”

“Are they- are they fine- what- oh god”, Jungkook blurted out, his hands shaking.

“As I said, both are still being treated. Ri-ah was conscious when the paramedics arrived with her and her mother in our emergency room. We tried reaching Kim Y/N’s emergency contact but-”

“She’s here- her sister, i think that’s one of her emergency contacts, she’s here with me right now”, Jungkook explained hurriedly, not even caring to look at Namjoon and Jin who stopped in front of him, apparently worried for him, their eyes growing wide as he spoke.

“Alright, we’d like to ask you to come to the hospital for more information if you’re available”, the woman on the phone explained, pity lacing in her voice. Jungkook didn’t like that, he didn’t like that.

“Yes! Yes, we’ll come, we’ll be there as soon as possible just- is Y/N-”, his voice broke off and the tears that were pooling in his eyes were threatening to spill over. “Is she alright? Please, she’s- she’s”, yeah, what was she to him? “She’s my girlfriend, please, you only told me about Ri-ah, is Y/N alright?”

“Her injuries are graver than her daughters and she was unconscious when the paramedics arrived, but she is still being treated at the moment.”

Jungkook nodded shakingly, followed by a quiet ‘thank you’ when he remembered she couldn't see him.

“I’m- we’re on our way”, he added then, not even bothering for her reply before he ended the call his head whipping back to his band members.

“I don’t know what happened but I called a driver for you and Yu-ri”, Namjoon said softly, worry in his eyes.

“She-”, Jungkook started, his eyes looking at the ground. “They-”, he swallowed abruptly. “Y/N and Ri-ah had a car accident.”

Someone gasped but Jungkook didn’t look up. “I- we- Yu-ri- we gotta go to the hospital”, he said as if he was in a trance, pushing himself off of the wall.

“What happened”, a female voice choked out. Yu-ri. “What happened?”, she repeated louder, her voice breaking as she crumpled to the floor, Jackson trying to hold her up next to her. “Oh God, what happened?!”

Jungkook just shook his head, “I don’t...know.”

“I don’t know.”

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icanbeyoursunshine · 4 years ago

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hey mama XXXI

Kim Y/N was alright. She was fine. And she was, finally after nearly four years, over her ex. Kind of a hard task when the ex in question is more or less plastered everywhere.

Jeon Jungkook here, Jeon Jungkook there.

And it didn't help much that her sister was Kim Yu-Ri, singer of the rookie girlgroup 'moonshine'. So when her sister's band is supposed to collab with BTS...things might go south.

Oh, and there was this minor detail as well: Jeon Jungkook can never EVER find out about three year old Kim Ri-Ah. His daughter.

part thirty-one: previous l next

“Hi Min-ji!”, Y/N said as she hurriedly entered the kindergarten. Right now, she was still on time. If her and Ri-ah were quick, they’d actually be there a few minutes before moonshines and BTS’s comeback show. Sadly there had been a very patient customer at the store right at closing time that just couldn’t decide what to buy. Y/N shook her head at the memory. Some people…

“Hey Y/N!”, Min-ji shouted back, waving over the horde of children.

“Ri-ah! You’re mom’s here to pick you up!”

The kindergarten teacher turned back to Y/N and grinned. “By the way I did manage to change her into those fancy clothes for whatever the two of you have planned now, like you asked me.”

“You did?”, Y/N sighed relieved, that would spare them some more time. “Thank you so much, Min-ji! You’re seriously an angel!”

The other woman smiled, pretending to shake off the compliment while having two kids clinging to her legs. “No problem, sweetie, have fun!”

“Mama!”, Ri-ah shouted at that moment, coming from the side and tackling her mums legs. “I told you I would look pretty in this dress.”

Y/N laughed at her daughter. She was right, the dress Ri-ah had chosen while going shopping with her and Jungkook in Busan did look very pretty on the little girl.

“You’re right”, she agreed, hugging her quickly, “you look absolutely fabulous, hun. Just wait until Jungkook and the others see you, you’ll be showered in compliments!”

Ri-ah giggled, a blush forming on her squishy cheeks.

“Let’s go now, we don’t want to miss them!”

“We’ll be there in 10 minutes”, the middle-aged taxi driver informed the two of them. Y/N thanked him politely. They would stay with Jungkook, Yu-ri and the other members after the award show so it didn’t make sense for her to take her own car to the award shows location.

“I hope appa will like my dress”, Ri-ah interjected her mothers thoughts, looking at her hopefully.

Y/N smiled softly, “Of course he will! He bought it for you, remember? For his little princess?” Ri-ah grinned.

“Wait.” Oh god.

“Did you just call Jungkook appa?” Oh god. Oh god. Oh god. They still hadn’t had their talk with Ri-ah! It was supposed to happen after the hectic comeback and- oh god.

Ri-ah nodded, looking out of her window like she was bored. Maybe she was. “I’m nearly four, not stupid.”

Y/N gaped.

“Of course you aren’t stupid, honey”, she said slowly, softly patting her daughters hair. “Apparently you’re more than smart. When did you figure it out?”

“When I met him with aunt Yu-ri”, Ri-ah shrugged, not caring to elaborate.

Y/N gaped again.

“We wanted to tell you soon”, she tried to explain, suddenly feeling stupid for thinking Ri-ah wouldn’t have noticed anything in all those months. “You aren’t mad?”

“No, I like appa. And appa’s friends. They told me to call the uncles”, she giggled, her nose scrunching up. “They’re funny!”

Y/N looked at her, amazed by her daughter. That little bundle of sunshine. She smiled back, brushing a curl behind her ear.

Then there was a honk, and then another one, their taxi driver cursing suddenly and before Y/N could even look up the car was hit and everything went dark.

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hey mama XXX

Kim Y/N was alright. She was fine. And she was, finally after nearly four years, over her ex. Kind of a hard task when the ex in question is more or less plastered everywhere.

Jeon Jungkook here, Jeon Jungkook there.

And it didn't help much that her sister was Kim Yu-Ri, singer of the rookie girlgroup 'moonshine'. So when her sister's band is supposed to collab with BTS...things might go south.

Oh, and there was this minor detail as well: Jeon Jungkook can never EVER find out about three year old Kim Ri-Ah. His daughter.

part thirty: previous l next

really had some issues planning out the story BUT this is it now!!! get ready for only a few more chapters!!

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hey mama XXIX

Kim Y/N was alright. She was fine. And she was, finally after nearly four years, over her ex. Kind of a hard task when the ex in question is more or less plastered everywhere.

Jeon Jungkook here, Jeon Jungkook there.

And it didn't help much that her sister was Kim Yu-Ri, singer of the rookie girlgroup 'moonshine'. So when her sister's band is supposed to collab with BTS...things might go south.

Oh, and there was this minor detail as well: Jeon Jungkook can never EVER find out about three year old Kim Ri-Ah. His daughter.

part twenty-nine: previous l next

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hey mama XXVIII

Kim Y/N was alright. She was fine. And she was, finally after nearly four years, over her ex. Kind of a hard task when the ex in question is more or less plastered everywhere.

Jeon Jungkook here, Jeon Jungkook there.

And it didn't help much that her sister was Kim Yu-Ri, singer of the rookie girlgroup 'moonshine'. So when her sister's band is supposed to collab with BTS...things might go south.

Oh, and there was this minor detail as well: Jeon Jungkook can never EVER find out about three year old Kim Ri-Ah. His daughter.

part twenty-eight: previous l next

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hey mama XXVII

Kim Y/N was alright. She was fine. And she was, finally after nearly four years, over her ex. Kind of a hard task when the ex in question is more or less plastered everywhere.

Jeon Jungkook here, Jeon Jungkook there.

And it didn't help much that her sister was Kim Yu-Ri, singer of the rookie girlgroup 'moonshine'. So when her sister's band is supposed to collab with BTS...things might go south.

Oh, and there was this minor detail as well: Jeon Jungkook can never EVER find out about three year old Kim Ri-Ah. His daughter.

part twenty-seven: previous l next

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hey mama XXVI

Kim Y/N was alright. She was fine. And she was, finally after nearly four years, over her ex. Kind of a hard task when the ex in question is more or less plastered everywhere.

Jeon Jungkook here, Jeon Jungkook there.

And it didn't help much that her sister was Kim Yu-Ri, singer of the rookie girlgroup 'moonshine'. So when her sister's band is supposed to collab with BTS...things might go south.

Oh, and there was this minor detail as well: Jeon Jungkook can never EVER find out about three year old Kim Ri-Ah. His daughter.

part twenty-six: previous l next

“Oh my god”, Jimin gushed as he saw Y/N, with Ri-ah next to her, enter the room. “You two are adorable”, he blurted out, then smiling a bit awkwardly.

“Thank you”, Y/N chuckled. Quickly scanning the room, kind of a lounge area in the dorms apparently, with all the members of Bangtan and moonshine sitting around. A round of ‘hello’s and ‘welcome’s followed as the two walked further in. Jungkook jumped up from the couch, making his way over.

“Hey”, he grinned at Y/N, a fond look in his eyes, before hugging her close.

“Hey you”, he then shifted his attention to his daughter who was seemingly confused by all the people in the room, most of which (basically every man) was already looking at her with heart-eyes. Ri-ah looked up, a big smile etched on her face when she recognized Jungkook and lifted her arms to him.

“Jungkookie!”, she squealed, giggling happily as he picked her up and settled her on his hip.

Y/N shook her head, laughing softly. Every time they met Ri-ah reacted as if she hadn’t seen him in months. It was adorable, really.

“Hey bitch”, Y/N turned around, her sister standing next to her. “Yu-ri! Not that kind of talk when Ri-ah’s around!”, she scolded her, but hugged her briefly.

Yu-ri snorted, “It’s not like she heard me, mama bear!”, she laughed, “she’s way too busy being doted over by her so-called uncles.” She jokingly frowned, even though she was kind of jealous of having to share Ri-ah’s attention with six more people, she couldn’t help but smile at the sight of the six superstars all standing around Jungkook and Ri-ah, playing and laughing with her as she sat on her dad’s hip.

“She’s going to be absolutely spoiled by them, isn’t she?”, Y/N sighed, looking at the group all piled around the little girl.

“Oh for sure”, her sister said, Ji-so and Su-ha nodding in agreement next to them. “Absolutely, no question”, Su-ha chuckled.

Namjoon pulled his gaze away from Ri-ah, his gaze switching to Y/N and the other girls. He smiled politely, “It’s great to meet you, Y/N. I’m Namjoon”, he introduced himself.

Y/N grinned at him, always the polite leader. “It’s great to meet you too! Jungkook has told me so much about all of you”, she told him, walking closer to them.

“Oh shit, I’m so sorry, Ri-ah just stole our complete attention”, Jin grimaced, also sending her a welcoming smile, “I’m Jin, the oldest.”

“And WWH, WorldWideHandsome”, Jimin joked behind him, “I’m Jimin, by the way!”

Y/N didn’t know how to tell them that, of course, she knew what their names were. They were BTS for god’s sake.

“Taehyung!”, the tall man right next to Jungkook said, barely pulling his eyes away from the little girl on the maknae’s hip. “Nice to meet you!”, he added.

Y/N nodded awkwardly and opened her mouth to interrupt the introduction because, really, there wasn't a need for it.

“I’m Hoseok, but you can call me Hobi!”, J-hope added, just as Yoongi introduced himself as well. They laughed softly and Y/N smiled. “I- Thank you, it really is nice to meet all of you as well.”

Jungkook giggled loudly, walking over to her and rubbing her shoulder. “The introduction was unnecessary as hell though. Do you really think I didn’t tell her about y’all? Trust me, she knows all of your pet peeves”, he smiled mischievously and the other members groaned.

“Damn, Kookie! How are we supposed to get on her good side now?”, Jin muttered, hanging his head. Y/N laughed.

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hey mama XXV

Kim Y/N was alright. She was fine. And she was, finally after nearly four years, over her ex. Kind of a hard task when the ex in question is more or less plastered everywhere.

Jeon Jungkook here, Jeon Jungkook there.

And it didn't help much that her sister was Kim Yu-Ri, singer of the rookie girlgroup 'moonshine'. So when her sister's band is supposed to collab with BTS...things might go south.

Oh, and there was this minor detail as well: Jeon Jungkook can never EVER find out about three year old Kim Ri-Ah. His daughter.

A/N: thank you for anyone who's still reading this thing and also who keep commenting, you guys make my day!! also: part 25 already?? what is this monster?? i now know why i normally just write oneshots lmao but i really like this story and hope u do too!!

part twenty-five: previous l next

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hey mama XXIV

Kim Y/N was alright. She was fine. And she was, finally after nearly four years, over her ex. Kind of a hard task when the ex in question is more or less plastered everywhere.

Jeon Jungkook here, Jeon Jungkook there.

And it didn't help much that her sister was Kim Yu-Ri, singer of the rookie girlgroup 'moonshine'. So when her sister's band is supposed to collab with BTS...things might go south.

Oh, and there was this minor detail as well: Jeon Jungkook can never EVER find out about three year old Kim Ri-Ah. His daughter.

A/N: i know, i know, three updates in a row, i'm amazing...lmao

warnings: just...supportive besties i guess? need me friends like bangtan or moonshine tbh (no actually my friend group is kinda close and also kind of the inspiration behind them but enough complimenting my friends otherwise they start thinking i like them)

also i just wanna note that obviously i don't know anyone from bts or their staff irl so (especially for the made up old manager of theirs) it's really just fictious!!

part twenty-four: previous l next

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hey mama XXIII

Kim Y/N was alright. She was fine. And she was, finally after nearly four years, over her ex. Kind of a hard task when the ex in question is more or less plastered everywhere.

Jeon Jungkook here, Jeon Jungkook there.

And it didn't help much that her sister was Kim Yu-Ri, singer of the rookie girlgroup 'moonshine'. So when her sister's band is supposed to collab with BTS...things might go south.

Oh, and there was this minor detail as well: Jeon Jungkook can never EVER find out about three year old Kim Ri-Ah. His daughter.

A/N: yes, I did update two days in a row again! hallelujah! and this part was literally just finished but i did want to post it today to nearly my normal time because wow this is a lot...

warnings: a whole bunch of 'why's...emotional jungkook? is that a warning? whatever, it's emotional but we also finally find out what happened four years ago to jungkook so yea !!!

part twenty-three: previous l next

“Hey, have you found the rice cooker yet? Eomma is-”, Jungkook appeared behind her in the doorframe, his eyes darting to Y/N, sitting on the floor of the storage room, and then to the box and all the items on the ground next to her.

“Oh”, he whispered, his gaze nervously shifting to a point next to her.

“Why?”, Y/N choked out, when he didn’t make any move to start talking, explaining.

He grimaced and started playing with his fingers, a nervous habit of his.

“Why, Jungkook?”, she repeated louder, fed up by all those question marks flying around in her head. Why, why, why.

“Why would you break up with me all those years ago and tell me that you never cared for me but keep all of this?”

“I-”, he broke off, apparently not finding the right words.

“You told me I was a distraction”, Y/N huffed angrily, standing up. “You told me you never cared for me and that I was just a random fling.” She grabbed a photograph of them. “So why would you keep pictures of us? My gifts? The bracelets, the necklace, fuck, Jungkook, even the promise string? Why?”

“Y/N- I’m sorry”, he whispered.

“You’re- you’re sorry?”, Y/N sputtered, “Sorry for what, Jungkook? What- why-”, she groaned loudly, fingers raking through her hair. “Why did you keep all of this if you never cared for me?”

He didn’t answer, only staring at the ground, fidgeting with his hands, obviously lost of what to say. Should he stay with his lie he created four years ago? Should he tell her the truth?

“You don’t keep stuff of the person you, and I quote, never and will never care about”, Y/N pressed on, lightly hitting his chest with the fist she had the pictures of them in, “you wanted to talk about our breakup all the time! God, I thought it was just because you wanted to be a decent person and apologize for being immature at that time or something”, she shook her head and scoffed, “why? Why did you want to talk to me about the breakup so desperately? Why-”, her voice broke, “why did you break up with me even though you cared?”

Jungkook looked at her finally, his eyes brimmed red, and gripped her shoulders, pulling her towards him but not stopping her desperate, and very weak, hits.

“I’m sorry”, he repeated quietly, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I lied.”

“Why?”, Y/N exclaimed, pushing him away. “Why did you lie? What, God, what part even was the lie?”

“Everything”, he blurted out and her eyes went wide and impossibly sad so he reeled back in panic, “No, no, I didn’t mean-”

“Keep it”, Y/N interrupted and moved past him, hoping that he couldn’t see the tears falling down her cheeks.

“No”, he grabbed her hand, pulling her back, “No, you have to listen to me. I don’t deserve it, but you have to listen to me”, he said desperately, trying to get her to look into his eyes, “Let me just- let me just explain everything and then you can hate me, okay? It’s- just let me explain it, please, Y/N.”

Y/N sucked in a breath but stayed still, her wrist still engulfed in his warm hand and looked up at him. “Ok. Explain.”

Jungkook let out a relieved sigh and nodded.

“You’re right. I did lie to you back then”, he started, his gaze dropping from her eyes, too ashamed to actually look at her.

“I did care about you. So much. You have no idea how much I love you- loved you”, Y/N was too confused to realize his mishap, “and I was terrified of it. But you made everything seem alright, like everything would be okay if we’d just face it together”, he trailed off, unintentionally rubbing her wrist with his thumb. Neither of them noticed.

“But we wanted our relationship to be secret, you remember? No one was allowed to know except for our most distant family, hell, I didn't even tell the boys even though they’re basically family.

You remember that asshat of a manager we had before Sejin-ssi? The one I always complained about and you’d say you would go to the dorms to whip his ass for being so mean to us?”, Jungkook smiled softly at the memory of her being so furious he actually thought she would go hit their manager in the face.

“I don’t even know how, maybe he snooped and read our texts or heard our conversation over the phone one time, but he found out us, about me having a girlfriend. And one day, after dance practise, he pulled me aside and told me to break it off with you”, he trailed off, grimacing at the memory.

“So you did? Broke up with me because he told you so?”, she said, unbelieving. Of course, she knew how seriously Jungkook took his job as an idol but...she was also pretty sure that even though being an idol was super important to him, he wouldn’t just let his manager, and an asshole one at that, decide what to do in his private life, especially if he loved her that much like he said he did. Does. Whatever.

“No, I mean yea, kind of. Hear me out”, he pleaded even though Y/N didn’t even think about interrupting him now. No, she wanted to finally hear the truth.

“He told me that it- that I was stupid for making such a mistake, okay? Told me that I would ruin my career with this relationship even if, miraculously, the public wouldn’t find out. So he told- or well more like shouted at me to make the decision- my career or, well, you”, Jungkook wrung his hands, having let go of her wrist a few seconds ago, and then scratched his neck. “He didn’t make me choose instantly, I mean, I was the naive, easily frightened, and in that moment just plain terrified 19 year old, so he just told me that I was weak for nearly crying in front of him because of his ‘lecture’ and left but- I mean, in my mind I had already chosen”, he lifted his head, looking her in her, also teary, eyes, “I chose you, of course I chose you.”

She sniffled quietly, trying to push back all those feelings that were welling up in her like four years ago. God, she thought, she felt teleported back in time. Mamma Mia, here we go again.

“But then we had some late night deep talk a few days later and you told me- and I remember at that moment I thought you had somehow found out about what the manager had told me because it was just spot on- you told me that you would never ever want me to chose you, if it was between you and my career. That you would want me to be ‘selfish’ and choose my career because you knew how important being an idol was for me, that you could never forgive yourself if I chose you and gave up my dream. And that made me so, so unsure of what to do”, he chuckled sadly and leant against the shelves, “and then, a week later, our manager hat a ‘talk’ with me again”, Jungkook signed the quotation marks in the air, “and apparently he did some research because suddenly he knew your name and your family and what you did for living, hell, even approximately the time that we got together”, Y/N shuddered at the thought of her being basically stalked by Jungkook’s psychopath of a manager.

“and he confronted me for real. Told me to choose between you and my career. And he made sure to make me, probably unreasonable, insecure. Said that I wouldn’t just get bad publicity from our relationship but that Bang PD would actually drop me, said I’d have to try to find a new company to sign under because I’d be out of the band”, Y/N heart broke at the sound of his distressed voice, just thinking about it. God, he must have been so scared and alone. And he couldn’t even talk to his hyungs or you. Her fingernails pressed into her fist. The need to punch his old manager in the face with preferably something big like a chair or a chainsaw came back stronger than ever.

“I just wasn’t ready to just- to just be kicked out of the band I- I basically grew up in, you know? And then, oho and then”, Jungkook laughed sarcastically and Y/N's heart constricted at the pain in his voice, “then he started threatening you and your sister”, Y/N froze.

Jungkook nodded abruptly, his grip on the shelf tightening.

“Jup, he mentioned that you would get horrible publicity and probably a lot of hate from fans, which I obviously didn’t want to happen to you”, Y/N opened her mouth, ready to tell him that she would’ve been fine with it, that she would have endured it, if he had wanted her too, but he continued talking.

“And then he revealed the cherry on top. Threatened to ruin Yu-ri’s and, in general, moonshine’s debut if I didn’t comply and broke up with you. Apparently he found our relationship so threatening that he was ready to pull some strings to make sure Yu-ri, Su-ha and Ji-so wouldn't and would probably never debut”, the young woman sucked in a shocked breath but didn’t interrupt Jungkook.

“And that- all of this- just made my decision easier. Well not actually easier because I really, really didn’t want to break up with you, like, ever but it made me realize that I didn’t have much choice and I know- I know now that I should have done something- anything- should have told Bang PD or the hyungs or- whatever- but- but I didn’t. I didn’t do anything and just- just let him ruin everything. Made me promise him that I would break up with you and not contact you again and I- I did that. For some absolutely stupid reason I thought that making you hate me was the easiest and cleanest way to make sure that I wouldn’t contact you again and visa versa- that you would be able to just- just leave and forget me”, he choked and rubbed his eyes aggressivly and Y/N just wanted to take him into her arms- well, at least partwise because the other part of her wanted to slap him (slightly though, because she sure as hell didn’t want to hurt him) on the back of his head for not telling her about the manager and of his dramatic ass really thinking that making her hate him would be the ‘best for her’.

“It really was stupid”, she broke the silence after a short while, looking at him in, well, more or less a completely different light. “How would I be able to just forget you, you idiot”, she chuckled quietly, shooting him a soft smile. He didn’t seem reassured though, his eyes still brimming with unshed tears and pain.

“And I’ll be a bit mad about you deciding what’s best for me back then in a few minutes or hours but for now- Jungkook- I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry you had to go through this alone”, just thinking about the past manager simply being an asshole and abusing his power over the boys like that made her shiver in the worst way imaginable.

“It’s not- you shouldn’t apologize, I mean I was the one who broke your heart- which resulted in you being alone during your pregnancy and childbirth and the first three and a half years of Ri-ah’s life just because I was too much of a coward back then to do something about the manager-”

“Don’t say that”, she interrupted, turning his face towards her with the palms of her hands on either side of his cheek. “Yes, that situation could’ve been handled better in hindsight but you weren’t a coward, you were- we both were young, naive, inexperienced, okay? And that asshole was heavily abusing his authority over you, so of course you were frightened and didn’t know what to do”, she gently stroked his cheeks, more unintentional than not, and- just looked at him.

He watched her as well, his gaze rushing over every detail on her face, so close to his, and saw so much adoration and understanding that he felt his resolve break. His lip quivered and the tears fell down, and he felt miserable, having her, Y/N, comforting him after what he did to her but also so, so relieved that finally, after four years, he could let go of that lie that ruined the, arguably to most fans, best thing in his life.

“I should’ve- I should’ve-”, he choked, tears running down his face that he pressed softly into her hands.

“It’s okay, it’s okay, Jungkook”, she cooed softly, shakingly wiping some of his tears away while smiling at him, even though it was one hell of a sad smile. Of course she was happy that she finally knew why he had broken up with her then but- for some reason it just made her so terribly sad- to know that it hadn’t been what she thought it was and spent so much time alone and miserable even though Jungkook felt the same a few kilometres away.

“You did everything you could”, she slowly pulled his head towards her and his hands gripped the material of her short summer dress by her waist and burrowed his head in her neck, weeping quietly.

“I’m sorry”, he whispered between choking intakes of breath, his hands on her dress pulling her even closer, “I’m so sorry.”

“I know”, she answered lowly, one of her hands now softly stroking the curls on the back of his hair. “I know, and I don’t hate you”, she declared.

His frame froze up, probably only focusing on the hate-part at first before understanding that she said she did not hate him, before he laughed wetly against her skin, mumbling a ‘thank you’ mantra and snaking his arms around her waist, completely locking them together.

“I really don’t hate you”, Y/N said a few minutes later, when his tears had dried slightly and he wasn’t entirely shaking anymore, “but we really do have to have a conversation about you deciding what’s ‘best for me’ soon, you do know that, right?”, she blurted out, even though more jokingly because, to be honest, she thought he had already learned his lesson. With the past four years apparently slightly hating himself because of his decision.

“I know”, he answered honestly, a small smile on his lips though, as he was standing so close in front of her in the small room. “And from now on I will never ever make such a big decision ever again without consulting you”, his face was serious but he looked way more relaxed than she had seen him in the last months.

“Alright”, she grinned, feeling like a lot of weight had lifted from her shoulders after that conversation.

“Y/N-ah!”, Jungkook’s mum shouted from afar, making the both of them fall out of their sort of trance in the bubble that was the storage room. “Have you still not found the rice cooker? Kook-ah is no help, is he?”, they heard her groan loudly and then, “No! Yes! Now get your butt up and help those kids find the rice cooker! No- darling, my hands are full of kimchi sauce-”

“Uhm”, Jungkook mumbled suddenly, a slight blush on his cheeks from kind of being interrupted by his mother. “It’s- eh, the rice cooker is here”, he explained, turning around and pulling out an old white, yes, rice cooker from behind two boxes.

“We should probably get downstairs before eomma kills me”, he laughed softly.

Y/N nodded furiously, finally remembering why exactly she even was in the storage room, did eomeonim wait for them the entire time? Did they-

“They most definitely heard us”, Jungkook whispered to her, embarrassed, answering her thought.

“Oh no”, she groaned, hiding her face in her hands. Could the dinner get any more awkward then?

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hey mama XXll

Kim Y/N was alright. She was fine. And she was, finally after nearly four years, over her ex. Kind of a hard task when the ex in question is more or less plastered everywhere.

Jeon Jungkook here, Jeon Jungkook there.

And it didn't help much that her sister was Kim Yu-Ri, singer of the rookie girlgroup 'moonshine'. So when her sister's band is supposed to collab with BTS...things might go south.

Oh, and there was this minor detail as well: Jeon Jungkook can never EVER find out about three year old Kim Ri-Ah. His daughter.

part twenty-two: previous l next

“Y/N, dear, could you get me that second rice cooker?”, Jungkook’s mother asked the young woman, as they stood in the kitchen, working on a big dinner, before her, Jungkook and Ri-ah would drive back home to Seoul at the next morning.

“It should be in the storage room, next to Jungkook’s room”, the older woman explained, still working on marinating chicken in kimchi.

Y/N nodded and pulled off her plastic gloves, “Of course, eomeonim!”

“You’re a sweetheart!”, she shouted after her, making Y/N smile. She walked past the living room, where Ri-ah and her grandfather were playing on the floor with all of the, way too many, toys her grandparents had gotten for her. Y/N’s fear that Ri-ah wouldn’t have anything to entertain her on this trip had been very, very, false.

Jungkook waved at her through the living room window, busy mowing the grass behind the Jeon’s house. She waved back, a slight blush forming on her cheeks.

So, there might have been an issue, Y/N had realised during this trip. An important issue. Like, really important. And horrible. Because Y/N had definitely not been over Jungkook. While at first she had rationalized it with just not being over their messy breakup and then about him and his touch, when he hugged her as a greeting or before he left or when he held her hand to reassure her of something while talking or leaning into her when the two of them played with Ri-ah on one of their hips, just being so familiar, she had now realized that, no, it wasn’t just because he was familiar and Y/N hadn’t had a boyfriend since him, it was because Y/N had a stupid, absurtedly big crush on her daughter’s father. And that was just horrible. At least for her.

It kept her awake late at night, laying next to the sleeping Ri-ah, sandwiched between her and Jungkook, how she could have messed up like that. Having a stupid, not ignorable crush on her baby daddy, who broke her heart? Just perfect! Maybe Ji-so should call Netflix.

Y/N shook her head, focusing on the task ahead, finding the rice cooker.

“Where are you?”, she hummed lightly, talking to objects somehow came with childbirth apparently, and searched the shelves. There were multiple boxes stored on the shelf and after looking around for a few minutes she pulled one of them down, the closest, and apparently newest, one in the storage room.

She put it on the floor, crouching down next to it and lifting the lid.

No rice cooker, probably just a box full of memorabilia, she sighed loudly and went to put it back when she recognized the logo on the sweater in it.

Oxford University. She let out a small gasp, grasping the material and pulling it out. That- it was her Oxford University sweater. The one she had bought Jungkook when she had visited London with a few friends while they were still a couple. She remembered giving it to him when they were all back in Seoul because she did go to his concert in London but couldn’t meet him afterwards, their relationship being secret and everything.

She felt like snooping but also couldn’t care less as she pulled out the next item. A picture frame, with her and Jungkook in the photograph. They were standing in front of a massive cherry blossom tree here in Busan, when they had first visited his parents. His mum had taken the picture during a walk with them. They weren’t looking at the camera, Jungkook smiling softly at Y/N as she laughed loudly, right after blowing fallen cherry blossom petals into his face.

Y/N chuckled sadly. She remembered that day. It had been absolutely perfect and she thought that was it. That was the person she wanted to spend the rest of her life with. She smiled bitterly. Three months later naive, young Y/N would be absolutely heartbroken and then heartbroken AND pregnant.

There were several other photographs in the box, most of them of her and not both of them, because Jungkook took them himself. She didn’t even remember him taking any of them, except for two. One of which was a selfie he took of them on a late night picnic at Han River where he luckily wasn’t recognized and one Y/N had taken of him with his camera while he had been sleeping over at her apartment on a lazy sunday morning.

Warmth blossomed in her chest, and she couldn’t help the affection spreading through her body. He had kept so many things from their relationship. She looked back in the box and saw a few more items, a BTS teddy bear she had bought him as a gag gift for his birthday, the bracelets the two of them had braided on a random night in, even the silver necklace they had bought matching pairs of for them. And, and Y/N eyes teared up a little bit, the lonely red string they had used as some sort of promise ring one day. The same one Y/N still had buried away in her desk with a photo of them.

He had kept all of this. All of those memorabilia of their relationship...but never actually cared for her?

yes, I am, in fact, still alive! hope it was worth the wait and if not, the next chapter might be *wink wink*

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