Y/N's POV:

My eyes struggled but flickered open in attempted to wake up.
I didn't hear an alarm, or any sort of noise that would cause me to wake up so suddenly, but I had the strangest dream and I couldn't stop thinking about it.
Which made me give up on going back to sleep.

Warmth.

That's what I felt and it felt so good.
I felt safe and warm.
What a strange time to be feeling such a thing. The blankets felt heavy on my side as I was lying to my right. My arms were folded and tucked snuggly against my own chest and the barrier.
Although... it didn't feel the same as it always did.

As my eyes flickered again, I tried to see in front of me.

The dark shades in the room caused it to be a bit harder to see even though I was pretty sure it was daylight out.
My hands spread open and I ran my hands up the solid surface pressed against me.

Such amazing, strong and muscular skin.. Skin!?

My eyes flew open as I finally snapped out of my dream like state.
Eyes wide, body frozen, I felt as if I suddenly couldn't breathe.

I was wrapped up in Jungkook's arms.

Oh. My. God.

Swallowing hard I slowly created a trail with my eyes from his chest, where my head was, to his face.
His bare skin became like fire to my own. I tried to stay calm, hating that I really liked being this close, especially after that kiss, yet knowing this wasn't good.

I focused on his face once I got to it.
The even rise and fall of his chest was still felt under my hands. Jungkook was sleeping soundly.

His jaw was in still sharp, the stubble in desperate need to go. I took this moment to take a closer look at the details. I couldn't even begin to try and push away from him, no matter how much my mind screamed for me to.
His cheekbones were round, his nose, I realized, was a slightly crooked.
Had he broken his nose before? It wasn't anything major, but now that I was this close, I could see it.
His dark brows were relaxed as he slept. I was surprised at how at peace he looked, holding me here.

Did he even realize?!

I took a deep breath and went to push away from him, when I noticed the white scar that was displayed under the.stubble of his jaw.
I could see the end of it peek out from the dark hair.

What had happened to him that cause such a scar?
Did someone give it to him?
Or did he get into an accident?

Just the thought of someone causing him harm in such a way made me feel uneasy and frustrated.

Maybe I was starting to care a little more for him... you know... as a friend.

He had been nothing but great to me the past couple weeks. We had gotten along great, talking and not talking. He was thoughtful, but seemed to be a bit... intimidated?

Of me.

Can you believe that?!

This large, handsome, strong man intimidated by little ole' me? I swear that's what I was getting from him, but I could be wrong.
Maybe it was more of a self conscience thing? Who knew.

I shook my head.
This was no place for me to be right now! Was I crazy!?
I was in bed, in Jungkook's arms! This was a big no no!

Carefully I tried pushing away from him, but his large arm that was wrapped around my waist was having none of that.

He didn't budge.

Shit.

I tried again, but still, he didn't move.
Damn it! I really didn't want to be caught like this! Why did he have to be so damn strong! I blushed slightly realizing what I needed to do to get out of this.
I swallowed hard.

"Jungkook."

I spoke softly, hoping that maybe just me speaking would make him move slightly.

Nothing happened.

Okay. I needed to try this again.

"Jungkook..."

I gently tried to shake him.
He growled lightly and furrowed his brows in frustration. Oh well, no going back now.

"Jungkook, wake up."

I called out to him again.

"What?"

His voice was super deep and scruffy, and I could feel the vibrations in my hands as it rose from his chest.
I cleared my throat, as I didn't want to say anything.
His eyes slowly opened then his face tilted down until his striking, sleepy eyes caught sight of my own grey ones.

Understanding flashed in his eyes after a moment.
Moving like he was still groggy, Jungkook lifted his large arm from around me... but didn't move away.

"Did you sleep okay?"

his voice came out deep once more but with tenderness, and I couldn't move away from him either.
Both of us laid on our sides, facing each other only a few inches from one another.

"Yes."

I managed to get out.
As his eyes bore into me, I didn't know what to say or do.

"Did I forget the barrier?"

I asked, instantly regretting the words that slipped out.
His body suddenly grew stiff and his eyes grew cold. I watched as he quickly moved away and sat up, throwing his legs over the side of the bed and rubbing his eyes.

"You looked like you were having a nightmare and I saw you crying. I was just trying to help calm you down. I must have passed out in the process. Sorry. It won't happen again."

His words were short and a bit hurt.
I frowned and sat up myself, feeling horrible for letting such a thing come out from my mouth.

I didn't mean it like that! I just didn't know what to say, and he was so close and I... I shouldn't be feeling anything like I am right now with him near.

But I was.

"It's fine, really."

I told him, trying to correct my mistake.

"Don't worry about it..." I took a deep breath.

"And Jungkook?"

He threw me a look over his shoulder and I gave him a small smile.

"Thank you."

His brow rose in surprise, which I took as a good sign until he turned away again and stood.

"Hmm."

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God, why was I such an idiot!?

I had gotten up, threw on a pair of jeans and a cami and called it good.
Then I walked out to the kitchen after trying to brush
my hair out and failing.
The entire time I couldn't get Jungkook out of my mind.
He had done his own thing and got around as well, but never said another word to me.

Jungkook just held a distant look on his face which made me feel horrible.

I didn't want to be the cause of his hurt feelings.

I really need to work on holding my tongue when I was nervous.
It was a bad habit of mine, and things were going just fine until that kiss... now I felt strange when in his presence, or at least a bit more self conscience...

I didn't expect such a little kiss to make me feel so crazy.

I honestly had thought that a kiss from Namjoon would feel like that... but not from Jungkook.

I walked up to the fridge and opened it, the light revealing the random food choices stocked in it.
I scanned the items and tried to figure out what to make
for breakfast. Or lunch... it was actually already closer to noon than I had thought.
It had been a long time since I slept in this late.

And I didn't take Jungkook as a man to sleep in this late either.
I tried to not freeze when I heard Jungkook's heavy footsteps coming towards me. I grabbed a package of chicken and looked at it closely, but really waiting for
Jungkook to say something.

"You can put that away."

his deep voice, now a bit more awake told me.
I allowed myself to turn slightly and look over my shoulder at him.

He was wearing a normal t-shirt and a pair of jeans himself.
I was surprised at how good he looked in normal everyday clothing. I raised a brow, acting as if nothing was wrong as I met his eyes.

"You don't want me to make you something?"
I asked.

He grabbed his keys and shoved them into his pocket, followed by his wallet.
Was he going somewhere and leaving me alone? Did I make him that upset?

His eyes softened a bit towards me and I felt as if I could finally breathe.

"No, it's just we have both been working so hard, I wanted us both to take a day off from any work. That includes you cooking. I want to take you out."

A blush crept onto my cheeks.
I could feel it.
My heart felt a bit lighter and my stomach did a flip.
He wanted to take me out? Like a lunch date?

I turned and put the chicken back into the fridge.
I scolded myself.
Of course it wasn't like a date! He had taken me out a few times since we had been married and they weren't dates.
It wasn't going to be suddenly different, and I was stupid to think so. Plus, I was still getting over Namjoon and...
Wasn't I?

I shut the fridge and turned again in his direction.

"You know I don't mind cooking-"

I stopped as his expression gave me a warning to drop it. A small smile crept onto my face at the way he did that.

"Okay then, where to?"

He ran his hair through his normal messy hair and sighed.

"Not sure, anywhere you want is fine."

Anywhere?!

"Do you like mexican?"

He raised a brow and then shrugged.

"Don't have it much, but I do."

I felt myself grow excited.

"Have you been to Mexicalli!?"

He quickly shook his head.

"Then Mexicalli it is!" I chirped.

"Let me just grab my jacket."

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Jungkook's POV:

It felt good being like this. Relaxed, in comfortable clothing, out to lunch with my wife and it wasn't a four or five star restaurant.

It was like a two.

The place was clean and warm and honestly quite inviting. The aroma of food that hit my nose as I walked in with Y/N was heavenly.

I had opened the door for her and let her walk in first and the hostess instantly welcomed us.

"Just two of you?" she asked.

"Yes."

I replied, watching her grab two menus and then instantly motioning for us to follow her.

I moved to the side and without thinking touched Y/N's
lower back to guide her forward first.
I saw a slight blush creep onto her cheeks again just as it did earlier today... a couple times.

As soon as she started walking, I drew my hand away. Damn, I really needed to be careful.
As much as I felt at ease to do so, and liked to, I needed to keep the touching at a minimum.

After this morning I realized that she didn't welcome it as much as I wanted her to. It shouldn't be a surprise though,
considering we weren't really 'married' in the normal sense. She was just helping me out so that my reputation wouldn't take another hit anytime soon.

Plus, she was probably still getting over Namjoon and didn't want someone like me, big and intimidating, making moves on her.

That's the last thing that she needed.

Yet the overwhelming feeling of wanting to keep her near, keep her safe and protected from any harm was pulling at me. At least that much I could do. I would keep her safe from any harm.
That was part of the deal too.

The hostess lead us past an array of hard carved, hand painted tables until we reached one that empty and set up for us.
We took out seats across from each other in the booth like seats.

"Can I start you off with anything to drink?"

she asked with a smile.

"Cherry bounce for me please."

Y/N stated. The hostess looked at me and gave a flirtatious look.

"And you?"

I growled internally.

"Same."

"Coming right up."

she eyed me carefully before walking away.
Y/N's gaze swept straight to me. I tried to ignore the look she was giving me.

"Did she really just do that?"

her sweet voice asked. I frowned.

"I guess so."

I picked up the menu and looked at the first page.
She needed to drop it. Those kind of women were far from anything I liked, just like I was far from what Y/N liked.

Y/N followed suit and looked over the menu for a second, before putting it back down and grabbing mine so she could get my attention.

"Does that happen often?"

I sighed.

"More often than I like."

I told her honestly.

Money attracted women, and apparently I was good looking to some. I never cared for it though. I wasn't one to play games, especially after Jiyeon played me.

She placed her elbows on the table and used her hand to prop her head up. Her rare grey eyes searched me for a moment before speaking again.

"Why don't you like women?"

I stopped and frowned.

"I like women."

What the hell was she talking about!?

"No."

she shook her head.

"I mean, why don't you like being around women? I notice that you tend to be pretty distant. Professional, but distant. Even with me sometimes."

I didn't like this subject. I didn't want to answer her.
I wanted to tell her to shut up and drop it... but I didn't want to hide from her.
Of all the people I knew, besides Jimin, I felt most comfortable around her.
She had been nothing but accepting of me and treated me with honor and respect.

I actually considered her a friend.

Wow.

Sighing I gave in and focused back on the menu before me.

"I don't mean to... I just..."

I growled lightly.
Would she look at me differently if I admitted a weakness of mine to her? It was such a silly thing really...

"... I'm not good around women."

She raised a brow.

"What do you mean?"

I didn't look up towards her.
I couldn't handle seeing the look she would give me when she found out the truth.

"I don't know how to be around women. I've never been good at it, and I don't know how to act, or treat them."

"How did you act around Jiyeon?"

The question caught me off guard. I didn't know what to say and was grateful our waiter came out and handed us our drinks instead of the hostess.
We both ordered and then he left to put it in.
Y/N opened her straw and popped in into her drink then took a sip. I did the same, but her eyes were trained on me.

"Well?"

I sighed.

"You won't drop this, will you?"

"I'm only curious as to who I'm married to. I want to see how think."

I let out a small sarcastic chuckle.

"Well Jiyeon was never interested in what I thought."

It was true. Never do I remember her ever asking me such a simple question before, like Y/N just did.
Her delicate face frowned slightly, not finding the humor in it.

"I acted as she wanted me to. I was professional, took her out when she wanted, which was every meal I swear. I let her go shopping, I took her to dinner parties. She hated when I wore anything but top notch items. Hell, she would dump me all over again right now if she saw where I was eating and what I was wearing."

"That's horrible."

Y/N's eyes grew hard.

"I hate her already."

"Yeah well, she played her part well. She was gorgeous, great at functions, worked the floor like she needed to. People were drawn to her beauty and that was all that really mattered to her. She wasn't too much of a social butterfly but she loved talking about herself. She wanted to go to operas and hated watching football."

Y/N shook her head in disgust. Then as if she thought of something, she looked down at her drink and played with the straw.

"Are you... being yourself around me?"

I raised a brow.

"You mean, is it different with you?"
Y/N nodded shyly.

The words Jimin had spoken to me came back full force.

"Just be yourself with her."

I tried swallowing the lump in my throat.

"Yes. I feel like I can be myself around you. You're different."

Her eyes slowly peeked up at me.

"Really?"

"Yes."

Her being so worried about it was pretty cute.
I couldn't help but smile a bit at her. Her grey eyes watched my lips and a smile of her own came across her face.
Her whole face seemed to come to light when she smiled. I liked seeing it. Her eyes sparkled and she look... Beautiful.

"Good. I don't want you to ever be anything but yourself around me. That's what friends do-"

she stopped and her eyes went a bit wide.

"I mean... I know we kind of got thrown into this whole ordeal, but... I... I really like being around you... and I do consider-"

Hope light into my chest. It felt good.

"We can be friends, Lee."

Relief and delight washed across her pretty face.

"Friends?"

she held out a hand.

I reached out and swallowed her hand whole with my large hand.

"Friends."

The touch of her hand though, brought back the forbidden thoughts that it was going to be hard to keep me from not seeing her more than just a friend..

Actually, I think that line had already been crossed with that kiss.