Jungkook's POV:

Shit. Why did my insides feel like complete chaos? Ever since Y/N called me in the middle of my meeting and hearing how distraught she was, I have been very uneasy. Something was wrong and I needed to get to her as soon as possible. I had quickly walked towards Jimin and told him to cancel the meeting that was in progress.

He didn't hesitate and I grabbed my jacket and keys and went straight to my car. I was only a few minutes drive from the hospital if I went over the speed limit, and sure as hell I did.

Was she waiting for me at the cafe? Shit. I should have asked. I parked in the street and got out fast. I looked through the window of the cafe and just had a feeling she wasn't there. If she was distraught in anyway, she would go to where she felt most comfortable. I looked towards the hospital across the street and headed there first.
I made it across safely and quickly and entered the building. As soon as I walked in I scanned the area, only to look over in the corner to where I heard sobbing.

There was Y/N, bent over and crying into her hands.
God I hated it when she cried.

I almost ran over to her and went down to one knee in front of her. I gently rested a hand on her shoulder. Y/N jumped and looked up to reveal her tear stained face with puffy eyes and red nose. Just like the night I had met her.

"What happened?" I asked, demandingly. Someone hurt her, and I was going to hurt whoever did so.

"Jungkook..." she whispered. "It h-hasn't been ten minutes..."

"I sped."

Surprisingly and confusing me greatly, she smiled at me.

But it didn't prepare me for the moment where she threw her arms around my neck and smashed her lips onto mine. The action seemed desperate but meaningful. I found myself reacting naturally and kissed her back gently. Whatever happened to this woman apparently wasn't too bad if she was now kissing me.

Slowly she pulled away but rested her forehead against my own and closed her eyes.

"Thank you for coming." she whispered softly to me.

"Anything for you, Bee."
I cleared my throat, embarrassed that I would just say something like that without thinking first.

She pulled back, but a soft smile still rested on her lovely lips at me. Her grey eyes looked my face over for a moment then looked down towards her hands.

"Sorry, I'm a hot mess right now."

Okay, now I wanted to think before I spoke, and didn't want to say anything too cheesy, but I couldn't help myself with the state she was in right now.

"You look beautiful."

Her body froze and her grey eyes found my brown ones once again. A single tear fell from her eyes. Oh shit, now was I making her cry!?

"I would like to go home."

I nodded and stood to my full height, towering over her as she bent and grabbed her purse and then stood as well.

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So the car ride was pretty uneventful. We both were quiet and didn't really try to talk. But it still bothered me that she was crying when I came for her and that she called me. Something must have happened, and I wanted to know what it was.

As soon as I pulled the car up in the driveway, I put the car in park and turned it off.
We both still sat there.
I growled internally.

"What happened back there, Y/N?" I finally asked.
I turned towards her and waited for her to do the same. But her eyes focused on what was in front of her and didn't move to me. After a moment, I didn't think she would talk, but just as I was about to say something more, she opened
her lips.

"I ran into Namjoon."

I furrowed my brows as I felt my heart being crushed and my anger rise. Namjoon.

"Ran into?" I asked, wanting to know the exact details. My voice came out a bit deeper than I wanted too. Damn it.

"The kids had some extra treatment. I got out early and walked out of the hospital debating on what to do. As soon as I did, Namjoon was there and surprised me."

Her chest rose and fell evenly, my senses heightened at the mixed emotions going on right now. I studied her side profile as she still had yet to look at me. Her hair was in a bun, actually staying up for the most part. Her face was still puffy and red from the crying.

"What did he do to you?

"Nothing." she sighed. "Except for royally pissing me off."

Hmm... I was starting to feel a bit better already.

"He asked to buy me coffee and for us to 'talk'.
I regrettably agreed and went with him to the cafe." Y/N then began to play with the still simple band on her ring finger that I had given her.

Surprisingly she hadn't asked for anything more and even told me that she had preferred the simpler band.

"He wants me back, Jungkook."

I couldn't move. Could breathe. And for some unknown reason I felt a strange uncomfortable pull in my chest.

"He does?"

"Yes." Finally my beautiful wife, despite her crying face, looked to me and met my eyes. I frowned and tried my best to give her a neutral look, but I felt like I couldn't do anything but a stone cold expression.
That bastard, always trying to get in my way. Her rare grey eyes studied my face for a moment before she spoke again.

"I told him no, Jungkook."

Relief and hope flooding over me. I relaxed a bit, but raised a brow in question.

"You did? Why? Don't you love him?"
Damn I sounded desperate. I cleared my throat lightly wanting to look away, but I kept my eyes focused on the woman before me.

"I thought I did." she frowned. "I guess I don't really know what I felt. Maybe it was infatuation. Maybe it was wishful thinking."

She finally broke eye contact and looked back down at her ring. "I realize that more than likely I took our work relationship as friendship and maybe something more. When in all reality it was nothing more than just a work relationship."

Y/N chuckled lightly. "Maybe I did love him. Who knows. Either way, its sucks because it doesn't hurt any less."

"So you said no to him because..."

She sighed. "Because he's an asshole."
I couldn't help but smirk lightly at the comment. I knew she was a smart one. Then I watched as a pink tint rose to

"And he's not even half the man that you are, Jungkook."

I don't know what had come over her. Or what was coming over me. A joy, a hope and longing was pulling at my soul and it was only when I was around this amazing woman. There was also a nagging to ask just one more question.

"And that kiss?"

Her face turned beat red and she grabbed her purse.

"I better start dinner and straighten up the house. Jimin's coming over soon."

And with that she averted the question and got out of the car and went to the door.

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Jimin laughed light heartily as his 'girl' of the day told a funny story from her childhood. We had planned for him and a 'date' to come over and have dinner with us to just relax and have a good time.

So far it had been a really good night. We were all sitting eating dinner and laughing together. Y/N had cooked an amazing meal of lasagna with homemade dinner rolls and a side of vegetables. All of it was perfect.

Jimin still couldn't believe the luck I had with having Y/N as my wife and always cooking for me.

I couldn't deny that.

It was frustrating that Jimin was right about most things, yet he himself lived life the way he did. He seriously had a new girl on his arm each week and I could never remember who was who after a couple of years. I still had a hard time figuring out how he was able to lure women, but then again, it was how he wanted to live his life. He was still my best friend regardless.

It wasn't as if he treated the women badly. He treated them amazingly, actually. But like I said, they were never the same one.

"So, Lee did Jungkook ask you yet?" Jimin asked, glancing in my direction then focused back on Y/N who was sipping on her beer.
She furrowed her brows and also glanced at me.

"Ask me what?"

"Ah." Jimin cleared his throat and frowned at me.

"Shame on you. Leaving things to happen all in the last moment."
He drank down the rest of his beer and then sighed in delight.

"The dinner coming up next week."

Damn him. I really didn't want to bring that up tonight. Honestly, I really didn't want to take her and subject her to all that bullshit. I was hoping to skip it all together.

"Dinner?" she raised a brow, curious.

I sighed. "It's just a company dinner-" I started to say when Jimin decided to cut in.

"The largest dinner with all the companies and high up people of the entire city! There's dining, dancing, drinking, and lots of good company, like myself."

he winked.
I glared at him.

"You make it sound more entertaining than it really is."

He eyed me back. "It's exactly how I made it sound. So you're taking Y/N?"

Y/N's grey eyes that held a tiny bit of blue to them tonight came over and waited for my answer. I cleared my throat and took a quick drink of my beer.

"Of course, who else would I be taking?" A small smile played on Y/N's face. I swallowed hard.

"Just asking." he smirked. Oh, two could play that game.

"So you're taking Rachel here as your date then?"
I gestured towards the brown haired woman beside him. She frowned a bit.

"It's Liya..."

I raised a brow. "Oh right, that's what I meant." I then smirked at Jimin as he sent me a sharp glare. Ha! If looks could kill. He deserved every bit of misery that he had coming tonight.

Y/N cleared her throat and stood up to bring the attention back at her. Clearing trying to rectify the situation for the woman on Jimin's arm.

"Do you all have room for desert?"

"Actually Lee, Liya and I should probably get going. It's getting late."
he stood and stretched grabbing his plate and Liya's and taking it over to the sink.

"Want me to wash these?"

Y/N shook her head.

"Oh no, I'll take care of them. Are you sure you don't want some desert though? I made a pie..."

she pushed some more.

"Pie? Oh dear... what kind?"

he couldn't help but ask. Of course not. He had a soft spot for pie, especially...

"Pecan pie."

I could see his knees almost buckle from here. His eyes roamed over to me and then back to Y/N.

"Can I just take the whole thing home with me?" he joked.

I stood and grabbed my plate.

"Like hell you're going to take my pie." I growled lightly.

"Boys, boys, relax."

Y/N laughed and smiled.

"I'll slide half the pie into a container for you Jimin."

"Half?" I gawked.

She laughed again at the words I spoke.
Damn, why did my chest seem to pound a bit harder whenever I made her laugh or smile as brightly as she was right now? I loved and hated how easily it was to be around her and how she affected me.

"I can always make more. Hey Liya, would you mind helping me real quick?"

The woman stood and smiled, coming over and helping with getting half of the pecan pie into a container. She seemed happy with being involved and Y/N probably noticed that. Such a thoughtful woman.

Did I actually deserve a woman like her?
No. She deserved so much better.

I gently touched the long sleeves I had on and felt where I still had a bandage on underneath to cover the burn I had. The burn there and on my back was doing better, but still carried nasty looking scars already. She seemed to be able to love the marred children, but could she ever love a man that was.

scarred? Physically and emotionally?

The sudden thought made my jaw twitch at the memory that haunted my past. I didn't deserve to be truly happy, not after all I had done. The scar on my jaw was always a constant reminder. I could never really make Y/N happy.

"There ya go."
Y/N's sweet voice broke me of my thoughts and I looked to see her handing Jimin a container. He smiled down at her and I let out a low growl as he leaned in and kissed her cheek. She blushed lightly.

"Thank you. You're a doll, Lee."

A bright smile spread over her face again.

"You're welcome!"

Y/N followed both Jimin and Liya as they came over to me and towards the door. As we all said our goodbyes, Jimin leaned in and whispered something to me.

"Nice try, my friend. But remember, don't try and play the master."

he pulled back and winked with a smirk.

He was talking about how close he just got to Y/N, which he knew I hated. God he was such a pain in the ass.

Y/N and I watched them go and then went about cleaning up. She did the dishes and I cleared the table and put away the leftovers. I felt bad for making her do everything, and I wasn't opposed to taking care of my own house as I always had. She seemed to appreciate it, which made me feel even better about it.

Once we finished I watched Y/N dry her hands and look over at me.

"Hey, let me change your bandages and then if you're up for it, maybe we can watch a baseball game and share that pie I made."

I nodded. It's was funny how I had taught her about football and once she got that, she was curious about other sports. So we started looking for baseball games and soccer and I began to teach her everything, in detail, about each one. It was quite relaxing to be honest. No need to put on my best face 24/7 to impress her.
She really accepted me the way I was... well what she knew of me anyways.

Y/N didn't know