Y/N's POV:

Some aspirin and orange juice, as well as some toast. That's what I sat down on the table.

Last night's event causing sadness and happiness to fill my body.
Yet, what I felt most of all though was fear.
Where were we to go from here? Jungkook explained a little bit last night before he passed out from being drunk. But there were a few more things that had been unanswered. I hated to drill him as soon as he woke up, but I didn't know how long I could last without knowing.

Heavy footsteps and groaning from the hallway gave me fair warning that Jungkook finally had crawled out of bed. When I turned to look at him though I froze and couldn't believe my eyes.

A different looking man stood not too far from me.

My eyes went wide and I really was too stunned to even move.

There was Jungkook, or at least I thought it was, with his hand over his eyes...

And a clean shaven face.

When he lowered his hand and distinct eyes found mine that confirmed it was Jungkook but...

Why in world did he shave off his scruffy beard? And... how in the hell did he become ten times hotter?

Don't get me wrong, he was attractive regardless, but now I could see his face fully.
A sharp jaw, a fresh white scar on it... His brown eyes mixed with it all brought out his masculine features even more than before. I swallowed hard.

"G-Good morning, Jungkook." I spoke softly knowing he probably had a horrible hangover.

"How are you feeling?"

He groaned again as he took a step forward.

"I think I'm still drunk." he stated running his hand through his hair.

"Is that why you shaved?"

I asked before thinking. His hand then went to his jaw, feeling it a bit and looking away for a moment.

"Maybe... not sure yet..." he cleared his throat.

"I felt it was time to finally get rid of it."

"Well."

I blushed lightly and looked off to the side a bit.

"You look very handsome."

"The scar doesn't bother you?"

he asked finally walking closer to me by the table. I gave him an annoyed look.

"You're seriously asking me that?"
When he just waited for a real answer I sighed. I crossed my arms.

"It has never bothered me and it won't start now."

When he rubbed the back of his neck in embarrassment I couldn't help but lighten the mood and smile at him.

"Sit down stud and try to eat something."

He listened but I caught a small smirk from him.

"Stud?"

"Just shut up and eat. Don't let it go to your dirty minded head. Geez."

When he finally sat down he rubbed his eyes and I started to walk back towards the kitchen. Of course I stopped though, when his large hand caught my wrist. I turned and looked at him with a questioning look.

"I'm sorry to put you through so much, Y/N. Thank you for all you've done."

"Eat your breakfast." I smiled at him.

He looked down at his food and let go of my arm.

"I don't know if I can manage anything today."

he sighed in defeat. "Just my luck."

"Just skip work today then. I'm sure you'd be okay to do so since you own the company."
I tried to joke with him. But he didn't smile like I wanted him to.

"What is it?"

Despite his queezy stomach, he popped the pills into his mouth and took a sip of the juice to get them down.

"Damn." he growled.

"It's just that I have a meeting today that I needed to go to. It's to do with a new project I want to start."

"Can't Jimin go? Or me?" I asked. He was in no way able to do anything today but sit a home and sleep off his idiotic choice to drink more than he should have.
He furrowed his brows.

"You go? No. I don't want to put you in a position to do my work for me. That's not right."

"Well, no one knows about... our marriage being fake right?"

I swallowed the knot in my throat at mentioning it. I could see he wasn't too happy about it either. That was a good sign.

"Yeah. Jimin is the only one who knows that we got married by that scam artist. We are still married in the eyes of everyone else."

"Well then, why don't I go? It's there a lot to do?"

"Technically, no."

sighing again, Jungkook threw his head back and rested against the chair he sat in and closed his eyes.

"I just didn't want you to have to do more work than you already do."

"If this meeting is important to you, I'll go. I don't mind, really."

"You sure?" he opened one of his eyes slightly to see my reaction.

"Positive." I grinned. "Then when I finish you'll be less drunk and alive. Maybe then..." My grin slowly faded.

"We can discuss where to go from here."

"Agreed."

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Jimin ended up going with me to the meeting. It was scheduled for three PM and it actually ended pretty quickly. We both had gotten out just about 45 minutes later. Jimin was planning on taking a half day and was about to go home for a while, happy that I was still around.

Apparently he was the one who first told Jungkook the bad news. I felt bad that he had to learn of that on his own. That must have been rough.
Hence why he went out drinking.

"Hey Jimin, I'll head home on my own. You go ahead."

We both walked down the sidewalk not far from Jungkook's place. It was a beautiful day out and I was enjoyed the light breeze and sunshine. Plus I needed time to collect myself and think before I faced Jungkook once again. Maybe I could come up with a solution to everything.
Maybe not.

"You sure?" he raised a brow.

"I'm not sure I should leave you alone, Lee."

I sighed. "Trust me, home is only two blocks away. I'm safe and fine to walk. I need to clear my head a bit." I smiled at him to try and reassure him.

"I'll be fine, promise. Plus I have my phone. I'll call if I have any trouble." I winked at him.

Jimin scratched his blonde hair as he debated with himself. I know he wanted to keep me safe but I didn't need a body guard 24-7.

"Alright. But don't hesitate to call me, you hear?" he warned me with his pointer finger. I rolled my eyes and smiled.

"I won't. Enjoy the rest of your day off. Jungkook should be put back together tomorrow."

"Great." He groaned.

"The tyrant returns. Just what I was looking forward to." With a light laugh from me, he winked and threw an arm around me, hugging me lightly.

"Take good care of him, Lee. And good luck. See you in the morning."

I hugged him back. It was nice knowing I had another friend who cared. Jungkook and I had really gotten close after all this time and I was proud to call him my friend. He released me and I watched him walk away towards his car. He drove off out of sight.

I tilted my head back and looked up at the bright blue sky. Such a clear sky for it being fall. Usually it was a bit colder by this time of year, but so far it actually had been pretty mild. I didn't mind. I would take all of the beautiful weather that was offered.

I should get back to Jungkook. To let him know how things went.
I smiled at the memory of finding out what his new project was.

A new Hospital.

My heart leapt for unspeakable joy as well. Actually, I almost cried when I heard Jimin purposing the new project to the board. He was truly the most amazing man I had ever met. And I loved him so very much.

I couldn't wait to get back to him and With in a second, catching me off guard and causing fear to rip through me, a hand suddenly wrapped around my mouth from behind and another arm wrapped around my waist. My body was sudden pulled against another body and I felt myself being pulled into a small alleyway beside me.

My eyes went wide. No! What the hell!? What was going on!?

My first instinct was to kick and scream, but of course I could only kick! So kick I did! I threw my legs everywhere that I could and threw my hands up to try and pry the hand away from my lips. The hand belonged to a man, that much I could tell. But when I was still being pulled, I opened my mouth the best I could and did what I needed to do.

I bit him.

"Shit!" I heard a voice holler out and I was instantly released. I tried to breath as I found my footing and was about to take off when the man called to me again.

"Y/N! Wait!"

That voice.

Freezing, I tried to come up with some normal reasoning as to why I was hearing the voice that I was. There was no way. But when I couldn't think of anything, I turned and looked the dark eyed man in the face and felt fear ripple through me again. Why?

"Namjoon?"

"Lee, I can explain!"

he held his hand and tried to keep me in my spot. Was he trying to kidnap me!? What the hell was he doing!? I couldn't even speak...

"Look, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you. I just want to talk."

Just wanted to talk!? But sneaking up on me and dragging me into an alley!?

"The fuck, Namjoon!?" Now, it wasn't like me to use such language, but I was beyond words right now.

"I thought you were trying to kill me or something!"

"I know, I know. I'm sorry!" he sighed and walked up to me. His brown eyes showed his concern and regret.

"I really just want to talk, nothing more. I'm so sorry, that was stupid of me."

"Extremely." I added.

"Right." He swallowed hard. "Can we talk for a minute?"

"Well I guess since you're apparently willing to kidnap me for it!" God, what the hell was he thinking!?

"I promise I didn't mean to startle you like that. I figured you wouldn't give me even a minute if I just approached you. And this is important. I have to tell you."

That caught my attention. Okay, so I was super pissed at him, but for some reason I was curious. I was relieved to find that I no longer had any feelings for him though. As we stood here, together and alone, all I wanted was to be in Jungkook's arms. I had to suppress a smile at the thought.

Namjoon no longer had any power over me.
It felt damn good.

"Tell me what?"

He sighed. "Look, I've messed up. Big time." He frowned.

"I didn't know that you were in love with me until Eugene told me. I should have known... I should have-"

"Would it have made a difference?" I questioned, not impressed.

"Yes." he admitted.

Wait... What?

I furrowed my brows and crossed my arms.

"I don't understand."

"Y/N... I-" he stopped and tried to collect his words. What was going on with him? Then finally his brown eyes came up and met mine. The seriousness of them with his stiff body made something raise in alarm.

"I have always loved you."

He what!? "Namjoon-"

"No! Let me finish!" he demanded. I shut my mouth.

"I thought you were unreachable. I thought you were way out of my league. I figured you didn't feel the same way, so I started dating Eugene. I fell for her and proposed. Yet something inside of me wasn't right. When I found out that you up and married Jeon, I realized what it was that didn't feel right. I still loved you."

This was impossible. This wasn't right. I needed to get away from him. Far away.
My heart started racing. It wasn't because I felt something for him still, but just the memories of loving him and now knowing that I went all that time with him feeling the same way. Everything was a lie. How easily could it have been for me to have said something and it be me married to Namjoon now instead of Jungkook?

A sharp pain stabbed my chest.

I wasn't married to Jungkook. Yet... I didn't want anyone more than him.

I could have easily made the biggest mistake of my life... how was it I got so lucky?

"Namjoon- this is touching, but I don't see the point."

I tried to stay calm. I didn't feel right being here right now. It was as if we were being watched or something. I needed to get home. To the one I truly loved. My hand reached down and slid into my pocket, grabbing my phone and pulling it out.

"I should get going-"

Just as I was about to dial Jimin's number, I gasped as Namjoon's tall form grabbed my hand and threw me up against the brick wall.

My eyes looked at him in shock as he pinned me against it. His brown eyes piercing through my soul with anger.

"You won't even give me a chance, will you?" he pressed.

"I spent so much time mourning your loss. Do you think that was easy? Especially when all I wanted to do when we were alone in my office was..."

he stopped mid-sentence and I watched his eyes travel down to my lips.

Oh no. Oh god!

"Namjoon, let me go-"

I instantly felt his lips press against mine. I cringed and tried to push him away from me, but he had gotten stronger since the last time I saw him. With each press of his lips I felt dread and guilt fill my heart.

No... these lips I wanted to keep for Jungkook and Jungkook alone...

My knee came up and made contact with his groin.
A loud painful gasp escaped him as he instantly moved back and doubled over.
That was my cue. I had to get away. Far, far away. I quickly put my feet in motion and ran towards home with all the strength I could.

I had to get to Jungkook.