Y/N

The music started up which was my cue to school my facial features. I rolled my shoulders back then strutted down the pathway that was prepared for the fashion show in three days.

Taehyung and Mr. Bae stood at the end of the pathway accessing me for the last practice that I was going to get at the venue. Most models will walk this runway the day of the fashion show for the first time, but I was given special privileges.

"Remember to try and walk a little bit less powerful." Taehyung reminds me when he sees me tense and quickly my steps by a fraction. "You look like you're scared of the runway. How are you going to get anyone's attention and awe if you're giving them something to laugh about?"

His words sound harsh, yes, maybe, but sadly I needed the harsh reality to improve on my walk.

"If you're going to move your shoulders like that then at least make them even and keep the pace. It looks choppy."

"Remember that the focus is on the clothes. As long as you make the clothes look good, nobody can critique you." Mr. Bae adds.

"Are you guys sure that you want me to be the one who opens the show?" I asked them, walking down the pathway once more to reach where they stood. "It's my first runway and you really trust me with this?"

"You just have to believe in yourself Y/N." Taehyung puts his hands on my shoulder. "The problem you have right now is confidence. I think the articles are the cause of that, but don't let them deter you. This is a one in a lifetime opportunity for your runway debut."

I nodded my head and turned to Mr. Bae. "Sorry about that. I'll work harder."

"I have faith in you." Mr. Bae smiles. "I still stand by what I said about you. You'll soar to high places, Ms. Kim."

Mr. Bae checks the time on his watch and excuses himself because he had a meeting soon. He gave us access to the whole venue and allowed us to stay however long we liked.

Taehyung and I finished the rest of the tour of the venue. It was beautiful. The venue was an outdoor runway that would occur after sundown. The set up was similar to Givenchy's 2015 New York runway where it used the city as its backdrop and was by the water.

Seeing the long runway and the amount of seats that were set up for guests, it was starting to be unbelievable.

I was only going to walk the runway for a couple of minutes max, being watched and critiqued by a few hundred guests to the show, but what scared me the most was the blogs and reviews that were going to be written by reporters.

In the modeling circle, I was considered a noob and old. With the current scandals I was more likely to gain more attention than the clothes that I was going to wear.

Taehyung was right, I did have a problem with my confidence. I've ignored the articles up until now, but it was really starting to make a bigger impact because of the size of the stage I was getting.

"I think that's enough practice for today." Taehyung announces when he sees me waver. "The sun set a while ago. We should probably get dinner and head back to our hotel rooms to rest."

I agreed with him and we got back into our town car. Our driver drove us to a restaurant where we had reservations then back to our hotel once we were done with our meal.

I departed with Taehyung after we exited the elevator together. Our rooms were on opposite sides of the hotel. Taehyung had an executive suite and the company had gotten me the presidential suite even though I think it should've been the other way around.

I flashed the keycard and entered my hotel room.

The room was dark and the curtains were closed. Weird since I remember having them opened when I left this morning. Maybe housekeeping had shut them after I was gone.

I switched on the lights and walked through the main room to the master bedroom. I was still shocked at how I was supposed to use this large hotel room by myself.

When I walked into my room, I was surprised to see how it was decorated with red and white balloons and streamers. There were roses on the floor and on the bed. A new bottle of wine to replace the one I drank yesterday after our party.

What is going on?

My whole body was on alert when I heard the bathroom door creak open. The bathroom light floods into the room and I was shocked when Jungkook walks out in a t-shirt and sweats. He had a shocked look on his face as well as if he wasn't expecting me to be back yet.

"What are you doing here?" I stayed by the door.

"You're back early." He said at the same time.

If Jungkook is here then who was watching over the kids? Are they here? I looked around the bedroom to see if they were hiding somewhere, but if they were here then they would've popped out of somewhere and instantly greeted me. What did I say last night for Jungkook to arrive today?

"The kids are back in Korea. Your mom agreed to watch over them for the next few days with Mrs. Choi. They're all staying at my mansion." He answered my unasked question and I relieved a bit of my stress. "And I came because I wanted to see you."

Jungkook now stood in front of me and I could tell he just took a shower with his flushed cheeks and his red lips. I inhaled a deep breath and I could smell the rich familiar scent of his shampoo.

"Didn't we just talk last night?" I say breathlessly. "What is so important that you had to fly to New York to see me?"

"I came because I miss you and I can't stop thinking about you even for a minute, Y/N." Jungkook opened his mouth then hesitated. He debated on whether or not to say what was on his mind. "And because I felt like I owed you an apology. I disappointed you last time didn't I?"

He was referring to the time when I asked him to choose whether he loved me or the kids and he chose us both. Not complaining that he does. I'm ecstatic that he loves Jihyun and Ji Ae. I wouldn't want to be with him if he doesn't, but it wasn't the answer that I was looking for.

I gave him the nod that he was looking for. Jungkook gives an understanding nod then lets out a sigh.

"The more I think about everything, the more I feel guilty. I've never seen it from your or the kids point of view. I thought I did, but I was wrong."

Jungkook reached out and tucked a strand of hair behind me. I could tell that he was telling the truth. There was something in his eyes that was never there before. Remorse and there was a strange sense of vulnerability as if he failed to protect something.

"You can say I saw it from the view of one of the most powerful men in the city?" Jungkook teased with a small smile on his face and an eyebrow raised. I couldn't help the amused scoff that escaped my lips. "People fear me so they can only talk behind my back, but I keep forgetting that no matter how strong you are, you can still be vulnerable to attacks."

His sudden guilt. Him coming to see me. "Did something happen to the kids?" My eyes widened.

What happened to the three of them in the span of a few days. From my chats with Jihyun and Ji Ae, they seem happier and are bonding with Jungkook. Now he is here to confess all his wrongdoings. Something happened. Good or bad. Potentially both.

"Nothing I can't handle. They are perfectly fine." He grabs my shoulders and reassures me before I am able to fully go into full mama bear mode. "But I'm not here because of the kids. Like I said, I am here because I wanted to see you."

Jungkook's tone was soft and gentle. I feared what words might come out of his mouth, but I had a good feeling my fears were for nothing. The way the room was decorated was evidence of that.

"You once asked me if I loved you or the kids. Back then I didn't understand the difference between the love that you were asking for." Jungkook cups my cheek and caresses my face. "You were looking for the difference between want and need. Between familial love and intimate love. You. You are the one I love, Y/N. I love you. I am fighting against my engagement because you are the one I want by my side as my wife."

Tears pooled in my eyes and I smiled at him. "Is this supposed to be a proposal?"

I was only joking but Jungkook's eyes turned serious. "Think of this as a preview."

"It took you so long, dumbass." I shook my head and tried to blink the tears away. One tear fell anyway and Jungkook wiped it off. "I've been waiting for weeks."

"It was just like you said. I didn't recognize it." I was confused. When did I say that? "Yesterday when you were drunk." Jungkook lightly laughs. "Fatherly love wasn't the only thing I didn't recognize. There was also intimate love."

While the past few weeks his voice seemed taut and demoralized, this time Jungkook's voice was firm and full of conviction.

"I couldn't differentiate between the two loves you spoke of - familial and intimate love. I thought that they were one and the same." He pressed his forehead against mine and closed his eyes for a brief moment. "The times we were alone I should've treated you as the love of my life instead of the mother of my children because to me you are so much more than that. For what I did to you back then, I shouldn't even deserve you." 

My heart has never been so torn for anyone in my life. This was probably one of the rawest conversations I've ever had in my life.

"If we see those loves as want and need, I need the kids in my life. I can't imagine not being able to see them grow up without me. I need the mother of my children because I don't think I could ever raise them on my own."

"You got that right." I softly murmured and felt the soft exhale of Jungkook's breath when his nose flared.

"However-" He continued his speech. "If Sana is truly having my babies, I would need her in my life. I can't take her kids away from their mom." I could understand where he was coming from. "But it doesn't mean I want Sana, or would want her to be the mother of my kids. I would be grateful despite how they were conceived, but it ends there. You are the only person I could want carrying my kids. You are the only person I ever want."

My vision blurred with tears and I couldn't properly see anymore. I wrapped my arms around Junkook's neck and buried my face in his chest. His arms wind around my waist and he pulls me closer. My ears pressed against his chest, over his heart, and I could hear the quick beats of his heart.

Jungkook was just as nervous or overwhelmed as I was, if not more. He put himself out there and was the most truthful he's ever been since I've met him. But-

"Don't think that just by flying half way across the world to confess your love will let you easily off the hook." I pulled away to see just enough of his face. "But I appreciate the effort."

I leaned forward and pressed my lips against his soft ones.

Jungkook pressed closer against me and we stumbled towards the bed.

My fingers tangled in his hair and he gently laid me down on the mattress. I could taste a hint of the familiar sweetness from my favorite wine on his tongue. He must've sneaked in a small sip before I arrived.

Jungkook's hands wander down to my waist and firmly hold me there. He pressed a kiss on my lips, my chin, and worked his way down my neck to my collarbone.

I reached for his shirt and pulled it over his head. Jungkook does the same to my shirt then my pants. He rests on his knees and stares down at me in my underwear.

He gently touches my collarbone then glides his fingers down the valley of my chest and down to my stomach.

"You are the most beautiful woman I've met." Jungkook mutters. "But it wasn't what made me go against my morals that night."

"Oh? And what was it?"

"It was how fiercely you loved." Jungkook kissed away each tear that slipped from my eyes with each word. "I have never seen someone love like that and I wanted to be on the receiving side. Even if it was just for one night and even if it wasn't for me."

We removed the rest of our clothes and Jungkook positioned himself between my legs.

As if we shared the same mind.

"Despite how we ended up in this position. I'm glad I met you."

It was well late into the night, but I was still awake. I was laying on the bed with Jungkook beside me, his breaths slow and deep. I loved the way his arm was wrapped tightly around my waist and how the warmth of his chest was against my back.

Both of us were completely spent from the night we had. There was nowhere he hadn't touched, but something kept me from sleeping.

Slowly, I reached for the photos that were sitting on the nightstand. I examined them for the nth time tonight and recalled what Jungkook said when he showed them to me.

We both were sitting on the bed after a shower together. Jungkook leaned back on the headboard and I on his chest. I felt the sincerity and love in his voice as he spoke.

"I came to my long awaited realization because of this photo. The two of us have never taken a proper photo together. Not even when we went on that trip to Japan. I think I have always loved you. I just needed to see it for myself. This photo... it made me see a lot of things, especially what I would miss if I let you slip away."

Those words undid me and I couldn't help but make love with him once more.

My fingers brushed over the picture of the twins and I had the urge to call them.

I slipped out of Jungkook's hold and grabbed my phone. I put on a robe and went to the main room to make the call. It was late into the afternoon for them.

The phone continued to dial and dial until it reaches Jihyun's voicemail.

"Hi, this is Jihyun. Please leave a message after the beep."

I frowned since Jihyun was always the one to pick up the phone, with the exception of last night.

I speed dialed Ji Ae, but received the same results.

"Hi there! This is Ji Ae! I'm currently busy with... well playing! Call me again later or leave a beep! I mean leave a message after the beep!"

Unease sprouted in my chest, but they were probably busy. There were lots of things to do in Jungkook's house, so they were probably too immersed in fun to pick up the phone.

I left a message for my mom to tell her to call me in a few hours then plugged my phone into its charger and left it on the table.

I slipped back into bed and despite the storm raging in my head, exhaustion lulled me to sleep.

Taehyung didn't seem shocked when Jungkook opened the door for him this morning. In fact he seemed amused and expectant.

After that I learned Jungkook's second reason for being in New York. To make a collaboration with Mr. Bae.

Taehyung and Jungkook practically locked me out of the meeting with Mr. Bae and forced me to workout.

I glared at them because they knew perfectly well that I was sore and tired.

I was running on the treadmill when my music from my earbuds were cut off and my phone rang.

"Hello?" I answered the phone.

"Y/N?" Avery said urgently.

"Yes?" I panted and cut the treadmill off . "What's up?"

"Holy shit, thank god. I was trying to get a hold of Jungkook for the past hour or so. No one told me he went to New York. If so then I would've just called you."

"Yeah, Jungkook is currently in New York to draft a collaboration with Bae Chic." The treadmills had slowly come to a full stop and I chugged down nearly all my water. "He's currently in a meeting. Why are you looking for him?"

"Fuck- right! Well I probably should've called you after he didn't pick up but I didn't know if you were awake and I thought he would've told you-"

"Ave. Get to the point." I stopped her from blabbering.

"I need you to get a hold of Jungkook for me, but first I have to say, CONGRATULATIONS!" Avery's voice was cheerful and excited.

"What?" I frowned. "What are you congratulating me for? What did Jungkook have to tell me?"

"Oh... you don't know." Avery sounded shocked then she cleared her throat. "Well I don't know if it's my place but I was hoping I could speak with Jungkook a few hours ago about some changes we made to our marketing proposal." She started blabbering again. "However! I didn't know he wasn't in his office. Jaesuk kind of popped in for a few minutes then left so no one was there to stop me when I walked in. When he wasn't there I left the proposal on his desk and saw that his computer was on. I was about to lock his account or shut the computer down for him because what if someone else got access to his computer? Anyhow, the tab caught my eye and well obviously me being me, I read it and found out that an email was opened."

That didn't shock me since Jungkook had a habit of not completely shutting his computer down before leaving work.

"Uh huh..." I slowly said not knowing where this was going.

"And guess what? It was an email from Jenny. You know the one that likes Taehyung?" Avery didn't even give me a moment to reply. "Well, it was test results for a paternity test that Jungkook requested to do about three weeks ago and guess what? The results are negative. Zero percent. JUNGKOOK ISN'T THE FATHER OF SANA'S KIDS!"

A typhoon of relief came to me. I had already guessed, but it felt amazing to know my suspicions were correct.

Sana wasn't pregnant with Jungkook's kids. He wouldn't need to feel that responsibility of taking care of Sana any more or be chained by her blackmail.

"That's awesome." I laughed and leaned against the treadmill. "Sana really isn't having Jungkook's kids?"

"Didn't I just say that?" Avery giggles. "The witch was desperate enough to get pregnant with some other guys' kids! Oh my god, imagine if we didn't know and they came out looking like their father. The shock on everyone's faces when they find out we were right."

"I don't know what to say." I shook my head.

"Jungkook seriously didn't tell you when you saw him?" Avery's laughter died down and so did mine.

"No..." I frowned. "He kind of surprised me in my hotel room and gave me a preview of his proposal."

"No way you're kidding right?" Avery gasped. "He's definitely going to propose in the future? We have to hold him to that!"

"Yeah, then we kind of spent the night together, but he didn't mention the paternity test." I recalled last night then my frown deepened. "No... in fact he sounded like he didn't even know. You said this was a few hours ago?"

"Yes?"

"Give me a minute." I picked up my phone and signed into Jungkook's email since he gave access to me when I was his secretary.

The email from Jenny was read, but it was sent 20 hours ago. A normal flight from Seoul to New York takes about 14 hours. I double checked the time and it has been 8 hours since I encountered Jungkook in my hotel room.

22 hours.

He hasn't been in Korea for 22 hours. He couldn't have accessed his computer.

"Was the email opened when you entered the office?"

"Yeah? What's wrong with that?"

"I don't think Jungkook was the one who read the email. I think someone else accessed his computer."

"Who?"

I grabbed my things and headed to the conference room in the hotel that Taehyung booked for the meeting. That was where I would find Jungkook. My heart was racing and the unease I felt from last night blossomed into a full flower.

"That's what I would like to