Y/N's POV:

𝑭𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌:

He told me to leave.

What have I done?

Fear instantly filled my heart as well as pain and I instantly sobered up. His heavy steps from his large body filled my ears as he walked away from me.
I couldn't breathe. This wasn't happening.
Why was I so stupid!?

I quickly turned towards him in a panic.

"Jungkook!"

I called out.

He stopped, his back now facing me.
I saw his muscles in his back and arms tense.
His hands were in fists.

I swallowed hard and tried to keep my eyes from watering.

"Please, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean that..."

He didn't say anything. He didn't move.

Even though my legs felt like they couldn't hold me, I found myself walking to him.
I needed to make this better.
Pain stabbed my heart knowing I had made him that mad..

"Jungkook."

I tried again, finding myself beside him.

I went to touch him, his body flinching slightly which caused me to stop. I had really done it this time.
Failing like I always did. Never being good enough.
Despite the doubts, I fought through it and reached out and gently laid my hand on his arm.

He didn't pull away.

I sent a prayer of thanks up as for that small gesture.
I quickly walked to stand in front of him, his eyes fierce as they bore into me.
I wanted to look away, wanted to hide in shame, but if he could be brave and look me in the eye, I had to do the same.

"I'm sorry."

I whispered.

"I was wrong in what I blurted out. I don't have a filter when I drink."

I struggled to find any ounce of hope from his eyes.
But they remained cold and icy.

Tears pricked at my eyes and I couldn't stop a few from falling.

My god!
I was such a weak woman!

I felt disgusted with myself.
I mean, how the hell was I to be a worthy, strong woman beside him if I couldn't even keep myself together?!
I shut my eyes as a few more tears fell.

Damn, I must look so pathetic.

A sudden touch made my heart leap.
I didn't dare move as I felt Jungkook's large thumb gently run over my cheek.

"Don't cry."

His voice, now softer made me want to cry even more. I let a sob of relief escape me as I slowly opened my eyes to look back up to his own.

The brown orbs were still a bit cold, but I could now see the hurt and regret behind them as well.
His expression had softened slightly.

"I really am sorry."

I told him.

"It's not horrible being married to you. I just got overwhelmed."

I felt better when I could see his body relax, but he also pulled his hand away.

"Forget about it."

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𝑷𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒕

Well, it would seem that he, himself, hadn't forgotten about it.
For almost half a week had past, and things still were a bit tense between us.

He wasn't as open as he was before, and seemed to avoid spending a lot of alone time with me.
I had still cooked and picked up around the house as much as I could, and even tried to start up conversations.

Still nothing though.

I know that Jungkook must have some very bad trust issues, and me going off on him like that probably wasn't the best idea.

Actually, I still felt terrible about it all.

But he didn't make me leave and we still slept in the same bed.
But no more waking up to being in his arms, or gentle touches from time to time.
I felt we had gone back to the very beginning.

He was so professional with me, I was actually hurt by it.
I can't imagine why it would hurt me as much as it did, considering I hadn't known him for too long, but it did.

A lot.

I couldn't blame him though.
I had let the words Jiyeon spoke seep into my pores and come out like fire.

He didn't' deserve that from anyone.

I just can't believe I let her put doubts in my mind.

Jungkook had been nothing but good to me, and was nothing like she said he was.
I didn't care if she had lived with him for three years and me a month.
She didn't know him like I did.

Now, here I was once again sitting next to Jimin at work on a Thursday afternoon.

Jimin printed off a paper and grabbed it and then turned towards me.
His black shiny eyes studied me closely but I ignored it.

"Y/N."

I sighed and looked at him.

"Yes?

His hand slid the paper to me across the top of the desk.

"Would you run this into Jungkook?"

I felt my stomach knot up.

"I really think you should be the one to turn it in."

I told him as I looked back down at the appointment book in front of me.
Jimin crossed his arms over his chest.

"You have to get over this whole fight thing sooner or later." he scolded.

I began to pick at the bottom of my dress shirt.

"Later sounds better."

He sighed shook his head.

"Both of you are acting like children, really."

Jimin I found out, really didn't keep anything to himself.
He was up front and bold.

I wish I had half his courage to do the same.
Right now though, I felt like I wasn't myself. Like I was lost and needed to find myself again.
Too many things got under my skin.

"He doesn't like me."

I admitted what my mind thought.
Jimin lowered his arms and sat up straight, moving his chair closer to me.
His sudden nearness made me look at him in confusion.
His black eyed me with a secret.

"I think it's quite the opposite."

My heart leap at the words. I quickly squashed it back to normal.

"Ha. It sure does seem like that, now doesn't it?"

He frowned in disappointment.

"Jungkook doesn't trust people, Y/N. He doesn't just become friends with someone, hell it took me years to get this close to him. You've managed to do it in less than a month."

"Jealous much?"

I snipped, not wanting to give myself any hope.
Hope just lead to expectations, and those expectations hurt all the more when I had them and was let down.

"A bit, but I'll be more pissed than anything if you don't treat him right."

I didn't understand, and I let him see it on my face.

"I don't want to do anything like that."

Jimin didn't seem fully convinced.

"Look doll, Jungkook may be a pain in the ass, and a stubborn fool, but he's a good man. Better than most I've known. He's been dealt a bad hand in life and I don't want him to go through another Jiyeon incident."

At the mention of her name, and the fact that he was saying I was like her, made me glare at him with anger.

"I am nothing like her. You will do well to remember that."

Raising a brow, a small smirk played across his lips.
He leaned back and inched that paper towards me once again.

"Then prove it to him."

The paper was right beside my hand, and couldn't help but look down at it and sigh in defeat.
My gaze traveled from Jimin to the paper and then back.

"Pushy man."

I grabbed the paper and stood up, walked around the desk and went to reach for Jungkook's door.

"Oh!"

Jimin stopped me and reached over to grab a letter.

"Take this too. It just came in."

I reached out and took it from his grasp and then gave him a small smile.

"Hey, Jimin?"

He gave me a playful grin that he was known for.

"Hm?"

"You're a good friend."

I told him honestly.
I could see how much he cared for Jungkook and how he would do anything for him.
It was nice to see someone so dedicated on Jungkook's side. His words I believed without a doubt about Jungkook's character.

It was the same that I came up with on my own, but had a moment of fear and doubt.
Of weakness.
Of stupidity.

Jimin winked at me and then shooed me to do my job.
I took a deep breath and opened Jungkook's door only to be met with a pair of striking brown eyes that found me as I walked in.

I shut the door behind me and walked up to his desk.

"These are for you."

He didn't say anything as I held out the paper and letter.
As his hand reached out to take them from me, his hand brushed against mine and I blushed slightly.

He seemed to linger for a moment too long then quickly took them from me.

"Is that all?"

he asked, clearing his throat.
I shook my head.

"No. That's all."

"Okay."

He replied and looked down at his letter.
I stood for a moment longer, waiting to see if he would engage in more with me, but he was more interested in opening the letter and pulling it out.
Of course he wouldn't want to talk right now. He was working.

Jungkook was very task oriented. Once he started on task, he wouldn't stop until it was completed.
There was no talking at work.

I turned and made my way towards the door, but as soon as I touched the door handle I stopped.

No.
Jimin was right. We were acting like children.

We needed to get this off our chests sooner, rather than later.

I spun around and walked back to his desk on a mission.

"Jungkook."

I spoke but stopped myself once I saw how hard and cold his face had gotten.

He folded the letter and smacked it down onto his desk, rising to his feet.

"Jungkook? Is everything alright?"

I asked, now concerned.

He grabbed his suit jacket and his keys and walked around his desk.

"Jungkook?" I asked again.

His large muscular body came up to stand in front of me.
I swallowed the lump in my throat at his sudden hard look. Yet, even with that, his hand came up and tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear.

His soft gesture caused my heart to beat faster and his eyes softened a bit.
His brown eyes then found my grey ones and locked onto them.

"Have Jimin take you home today."

Wait... what

I frowned.

"Why? Where are you going?"

Something was wrong, but he wasn't telling me.

"Just do as I say."

Dropping his hand he went back to his overbearing self again.

"I'm going to be out late. Don't wait up for me."

Without another word Jungkook stormed out of his office, spoke briefly to Jimin then left.
Leaving me standing here with nothing but worry set in my soul.

Something wasn't right.

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It was late.

Jimin had dropped me off at home a while ago, making sure everything was safe.
Which only made me feel more frightened.

Where was Jungkook?

Why wasn't he home yet?
Something in the pit of my stomach told me some bad was about to happen.

I couldn't shake it.

Jimin had gotten a call from Jungkook a while ago though, saying he was going to the new building for something.

It was an empty building, and I don't remember him leaving anything there.
Maybe he was meet up with the contractor? I don't remember than in the appointment book though...

Damn!

I could only guess, and hope, that he was meeting up with some workers or something at the new site.
I just wanted him to come home, so I knew he was safe.

Maybe I should just call him... check in or something?
Or would he find that annoying?
We still hadn't been on the best terms lately.

I sighed.

I couldn't believe how fidgety I was about this whole thing. Jungkook was fine. I needed to stop worrying.
He was a big, tall, strong guy.
He could take care of himself and didn't need me hovering over him like a worried mother.

I needed to calm myself down.

As if to defy me a bunch of sirens went off for an emergency vehicle as it went by.

I went over and peeked out of the window and saw that it was a firetruck and a police car.

Oh man, hopefully there wasn't some kind of accident that happened.

What would it be like to be on call for something like that?
Not going to lie, I got excited and a longing inside of me to want to be there to be a part of something so grand as saving a life.
I'm pretty sure it wasn't all fun and games, and it was rough, but I still remembered the good things that could come from it.

I groaned.

"I'm not going to be doing any good just standing here."

I went over and sat down on the couch, and grabbed the remote.
I clicked the button and the T.V. instantly came on.
Trying to keep my mind busy, I flipped through channels to try and find something good to watch.
A little voice inside my heart still wouldn't ease up.
I actually felt a bit sick to my stomach in worry.

I continued to flip through channels until I went past a picture of a building on fire on the news. I felt it catch my eye and I quickly went back.

"-𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐆𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐰𝐨𝐨𝐝. 𝐍𝐨𝐰, 𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐞𝐭, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐉𝐄𝐎𝐍 𝐂𝐨."

I froze.

My eyes went wide and my panic filled my body.

No.. No... that couldn't be...

They showed video footage of the raging building on fire and it was none other than Jungkook's soon to be new hotel.

" 𝐒𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐫, 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐮𝐬𝐞, 𝐰𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐲."

"No! Jungkook's in there!"

I screamed at the screen.

With speed I could not ever muster I got up and grabbed my stuff and ran out of the house and hopped into the car. They had to see him in there!
It wasn't empty!

Jungkook!

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I think I ran three red lights.

Luckily I hadn't been spotted and they weren't busy lights.
I found myself finally able to see the raging inferno that used to be the building before me.

I slammed on the brakes and got out of the car, not bothering to even close to the door.
I ran as fast as I could towards the EMS personnel.

"No! Jungkook!"

I screamed seeing just how bad the fire was.
I could barely even get close to the teams as the heat was already burning at my skin.

Tears stung my eyes as I pushed past the tape, only to be caught by a police officer.

"Ma'am! You cannot be here! This is dangerous!"

he barked.

I tried to push away from him, wanting to run in and find Jungkook for myself.

This couldn't be happening!
Not Jungkook!
Not now!

"Damn it, woman! Stop fighting me!"

he yelled in desperation.

Tears started to stream down my cheeks as I felt a black
hole consume me. I fell to my feet in despair.

"What the hell has gotten into you!?"

he asked, still holding me but relieved that I stopped fighting him.

My eyes shot up and found his.
The older officer was just trying to keep me safe, I knew, but I didn't care.
I wanted him to find Tate and keep him safe!

"Please..."
I begged, sobbing.

"My husband is in there..."

"Your husband!? Are you sure!?"

His eyes flashed with urgency. The building was starting to collapse and I could tell time was running out.

"Yes! Jeon Jungkook! The owner! He's in there! Please! You have to save him!"

He turned and barked an order towards a Firefighter.
His eyes went wide and he gathered up a few more men.
He then ran over to me and eyed me carefully, me feeling myself grow cold in desperation despite the hell burning flames that were before me.

"Do you know where your husband might be in
there!?"

The officer asked me in front of the FireFighter, which I took as the chief.
I shook my head, unable to think. But then I remembered something.

"He might be on the fourth floor! We had been starting there and he had paperwork there! He might have come to get them!"

With the tall building already collapsing, and not even knowing if he was actually there on that floor made me sob even more.

He couldn't die. He couldn't.
Not now, not ever.

The Chief didn't hesitate and ran back over to his men, them instantly throwing on their gear again and running back into the burning flames.

"Please.. save him.."

Jungkook....