Jungkook wakes up as soon as his 5:30 alarm rings. He sits up on the bed confused for a little while before remembering he has woken up. He looks to his side expecting to see Fiela but instead he sees nothing. Her side is empty only leaving the blanket hanging and himself alone on the bed. For a moment he tries to collect all his thoughts and asking himself what's going on, but when he turns his head he spots her entering the main room wrapped up in a towel with a messy bun that's slightly dripping with water.

His heartbeat becomes normal and level again when he sees her smile. "Good morning honey,"

Eagerly without hesitation he returns back the smile with very puffy sleepy eyes. "Morning babe,"

He stretches his arms up and high, allowing his body to be flexible. He steadily gets off the bed his toes feeling a bit strained. He goes over to her side where she was putting lotion on, he bends down laying his head in inbetween her head and neck looking into the mirror at her reflection. She's very warm and looks very pretty, especially with her smile.

"I'm so tired," he whispers in her ear before giving her a swift peck on the check heading for the bathroom to do his business. "I'm feeling very off this morning," he says as he quickly flushes the toilet and washes his hands before putting on the bathrobe.

"How did you sleep?" She asks just as she looks for clothes in her wardrobe. She had an appointment with Jimin today and also had night shift at work, thus she needed both casual wear and uniform that she would wear on top of it all.

He leans by the door of the bathroom, thinking whether he wanted to bath or shower. "Fine. I was just confused though,"

She picks out her under garments deciding she wanted to match today, between hot pink and shadow yellow. "Why? Did you have a confusing dream?"

"Mhm," he walks out after washing his hand walking back to the side of his bed taking a sit. He wasn't feeling his usual strong self today. "I dreamt that I died,"

Immediately Fiela stops thinking about what to wear and turns to Jungkook. Focusing entirely on him this time. Her heart nearly exploded but when she sees him, she holds herself. "That's a bad dream. Are you okay?"

Jungkook shrugs his shoulder. "I don't know how I'm feeling right now,"

She lays her hand on her lap. "Do you wanna talk about it?"

He runs his hand through his hair looking like he was thinking about it. The dream was about his parents. "It was back at my parents house, when I was growing up. I dreamt that whole accident of how they exploded in the fire, but this time I was there with them. The house exploded with them and with me as well,"

Fiela gets up and goes over to him sitting down next to him. Her hair is still wet and her towel is still wrapped tightly around her body. She lays her hand on his bare back and leans into him feeling his heat.

Never in all the times she's been with him has he spoken about his parents. He only spoke about his adopted parents but at the same time he hardly shared any details about his adoptive parents. She tries to phrase the words properly in a gentle tone without sounding forceful. After all, he is her husband, she has every right to know about his parents. But at same he was very quiet when it came to things like this.

"You've never told me about them. About your real parents,"

"That's cause..." Jungkook sighs gently placing his hand on her thigh. True that he never spoke about his parents, at times he hardly ever spoke about his adopted family. He didn't like talking about it, he didn't like to awaken past memories. "It's just too much to think about,"

"I understand," she says quietly and clearly understanding what he meant. "But at the same time, I just want to know more about them.. about your childhood. About why you just...never talk about them.."

"The thing is... certain situations never really hit me until they did. It's like one moment you're laughing and then the next you're not," he speaks up looking ahead regardless of what he said. "When I think about, I don't know how the me of yesterday is still alive.. I mean after all the things I did. I was so selfish. I think about how selfish I was. I think about how I never liked them... I never got along at all with my parents until those last days. Everything they did I resented and how much they tried to make me love them I just didn't. Maybe it was because I was an only child that got everything.. you were like that too, right?"

"Yeah but I didn't resent my parents..maybe Veronica but I tolerated her." Fiela answers thinking about the relationship she had back then with her parents.

"I didn't hate them forever, in fact it did change you know. It's like they just gave up. I don't know how to explain it but in those moments, I started paying attention to them. It's like they stopped caring about me like they used to and that's when it hit me that I liked their attention and encouragement. So I started trying. Believe me, I wasn't an easy child I admit, but I tried really hard. I tried to be more... selfless." He smiles at the word and gets serious again. "I thought about them more and even got them gifts. I began talking to them more, not about how I hated them but about how I wanted to make them proud. It was nice being free to talk and be a nicer version of myself. But then, just like that...on the night we were going to go to one of my mother's favourite music festival, it happened." He sighs audibly and Fiela rubs his back to comfort him. "I went to the car early because I wanted to drive. My dad had been teaching me illegally how to drive so I just wanted to surprise them. My mum seemed so happy that day, she mentioned... I don't think I'll ever forget what she said till today. She mentioned how everything would be perfect for our family. But then out of nowhere the house burst in flames. I was outside in the car and even I could see how the fire demolished our whole house. I couldn't even run inside. I screamed and yelled and cried, but it's like everything was in slow motion. I kept on screaming feeling so much pain until the ambulance came...even when they came and turned down the fire..."

Fiela's eyes widen and her mouth is left slightly parted. Her heart becomes weightless and she wraps her arms around his arm. She closes her eyes feeling a ping of pain in her chest. Within seconds when Jungkook sniffs she immediately looks up and her heart completely deflates. He had tears in his eyes and his ears were completely pink. He was being very vulnerable and open. Her fingers slowly come up to his face to wipe the tear. He bows his head down closing his eyes and taking a deep breath.

"The worst thing about that incident was how I never ever got the chance to say thank you to them, and that I loved them." His lips seal shut and he sniffs hard allowing for Fiela's hand to caress his face and neck. "They died in the house because of the gas stove.. I forgot to turn it off and apparently... my mother was going to do it but it was too late..."

In the moment Fiela thought about how their house burnt when they were little because of Namjoon and Agust. She thinks about how Jungkook was quick on his toes to try and save them. Yet he couldn't do the same for his parents. He couldn't do anything to save them.

"It's not your fault," Fiela whispers after some time.

"I know.." he says quietly. He wipes the remaining tears from his eyes laying his hand back on her thigh. "What's peculiar about their death, was how my dad was found cradling my mum in his arms. They said that it was in an attempt to save her... I... Wasn't even there to apologize for everything I caused them... And just like that they stopped living.."

Fiela silently cries and this time wraps her arms around him. They both feel each other in silence trying to mourn the accident of Jungkook's parents. Jungkook's heart feels soothed by Fiela's touches. In a way even though he only started to get to know how his mother was before she died, Fiela really reminded him about her. Maybe it was because of the way she quicky had a switch for protection and being caring as well as loving. His mum was right about how everything would be perfect. Even though it's not the way he planned it, he was happy and felt that indeed everything would be perfect again. He suddenly smiles feeling a bit happier.

"Years after when I moved in with my adopted family I told myself that I wanted to be a police. I wanted to help families as well as solve mysteries. I didn't want families to be separated or lost or just plainly being kept in the dark," he says and holds Fiela's hand. "And you know, having this dream just made me think of Aufilea..I didn't know that this is how my parents felt when I was being so ruthless and cold to them. She reminded me of myself before I even started liking my parents,"

Fiela rubs her thumb over his hand allowing him to speak. Moments like this where he'd speak his true feelings were pleasing to hear but also very rare. But she liked to comfort him.

"I don't want her to really hate me." He says with a lot of emotions. "I don't want her to...hate the relationship we have...we had. I don't want her to disown me because of what she thinks."

"Honey don't think like that," she says shaking her head and going down on her knee to look at him. "Don't allow those thoughts to cross your mind,"

"I know there were days were she would get angry and just lash out, but this is the most I've seen her loose it. I can't help but think of what she said, she didn't need my help, or that I'd never be her father again, about how everything was fake love and pity, or worse, that I don't really care about her because apparently it was my duty." Jungkook shakes his head feeling the thoughts already crowding. "Even the way she said she hated me. That was a boiling hate, from the core,"

Fiela interjects. "You even said it. She was just so angry at that moment, all those secrets revealing itself the way they did was just a big shocker. She doesn't hate you. She said it only because she was angry. I know she doesn't mean it, and I know that you also know that. She was just so angry,"

Jungkook looks into Fiela's eyes and nods his head. "I know that, but all this time she has to herself really makes me anxious. "

"Baby," Fiela suddenly feels guilty for making Aufilea stay away from the house. "Don't think of the dream you had like that. I don't know it's exact meaning but what I do know now, is that you missed your parents and maybe even wanted to die with them because you loved them. Or maybe the dream came because your conscious wanted to remind you what it feels like to love some dearly that you could die for them. Point is, in your dream you died with them and if you want to consider the situation with Aufilea, then maybe it means she loves you to death and would possibly die for you too, or that you would die for her or maybe because it's teaching you about being a good parent and loving your child regardless of the attitude.. I don't know, nothing I said makes sense,"

Jungkook smiles by the sweet meaning that Fiela tried to derive from the dream. She really wanted to cheer him up. He smiles and kisses her forehead. "I'll think of that," he smiles and helps her to stand up on her feet while he stands infront of her. "Anyway, how did you sleep? How are the babies feeling?"

"I think they feel good after seeing you smile again," she grins and dries the tears from her eyes.

She takes a deep breath when he leans down close to her face to give her a gentle kiss. He holds her waist bringing her closer to him still keeping the kiss gentle, until it slowly starts to rise. Soon their tongue begins to wrestle and his hands go down her spine smoothly cupping her behind. He lifts up her thigh to go around him. He can hardly control himself when he feels himself growing large because of her touches around his neck and moving all over his head and chest as she moans continuously. His hand goes underneath her towel trailing softly her inner thigh teasingly until-

His member jolts around very happily in his pants causing Fiela to immediately step back holding onto her stomach, where his member kept poking her. He looks confused for a second until he sees her holding her stomach. "You're still pregnant? Ahhhh," he whines.

She begins laughing hard stepping back to hold her stomach and laugh before going back to her wardrobe. "Babe you gonna me kill today," she carries on laughing. "How the hell are you hard when you just talked about your parents? The poor babies felt that thing growing and moving," she laughs again drying the little tears that formed.

Jungkook sighs and rubs his member a little closing his eyes and groaning. "This is so unfair. How many more months?"

"Seven," she cackles and holds her stomach closing her eyes after seeing Jungkook's reaction. He was desperate and in need of her. "You're killing me,"

"Seven months is too long bae. How come you not feeling anything?" He asks. "Does this mean I'll get big everytime I see your sexy lingerie?"

Fiela looks back to her undergarments that she still didn't choose from and nods her head. "It's funny how you think you'll see me with them, how about seeing me without them... seeing me with nothing,"

His eyes turn dark with a spark of excitement, but then he looks at her covered belly and mentally sighs, while she breaks down and begins laughing hard again.

"Ohhh is baby upset?" She frowns playfully. "I could do foreplay,"

"Foreplay won't matter if I'm not gonna get to be inside you," he groans and lays down on the bed.

"Help me out," she speaks up again standing up and going over to him. "Which should I wear?"

"Go with the pink one," he says and stands up watching her frame and the colours in her hand. He bites his lip gently moving Fiela against the wall with a smirk. "Pink is good on your skin,"

"Or maybe I'll go with the yellow one, to make you a little more happy,"

"I'm already happy feeling the steam radiat–" his phone rings vibrating dangerously off the stand by the side of the bed and he walks back to it quickly take it, hearing that it was the emergency ringtone. "Hello?"

"Sir we need you down at the station ASAP." Baekhyun says in an urgent tone.

Immediately with no questions asked Jungkook says he'll be there and hurries to getting ready. He showers quick and dresses fast as well not forgetting to brush his teeth. When he goes downstairs Fiela is already ready with a quick takeaway bag of breakfast and his keys.

"Thank you so much. We'll talk about that foreplay later," he whispers with a smile and kisses her lips with heat making her moan. He smirks when feeling her drawn in, he turns to the kids seeing them with wide eyes at what just happened causing him to chuckle. "See you later my lovelies," he kisses her stomach, as well as Gem and Gemma who are sitting by the breakfast table.

"Bye daddy," Gemma says and quickly turns around when her dad is gone. "Mum why is dad in a rush today?"

"Something bad happened at work," Fiela answers. Gemma nods her head.

"Daddy was so full of kisses today, but mummy, why did he kiss your belly? And also why is it growing?" Gem asks curiously. "Are you fat now? Was daddy kissing the fat?"

Gemma laughs tapping her stomach. "He'll be kissing my fat soon. I'm welcoming my fatness with open arms, or should I say open mouth,"

"Sweetheart, never say that again you're innocent," in Fiela's mind everything that Gemma said was dirty and too much for her. "Plus don't worry about mummy. Something beautiful will happen soon,"

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"I'm here. What's the emergency?" Jungkook asks immediately when he exists the lift walking forward. Baekhyun catches up to him tapping his back.

Before Baekhyun can even speak a frantic girl hurriedly gets up from her seat, running up to Jungkook holding onto his shirt. "You need to help me!"

Jungkook's eyes widen upon feeling the lady's strong arms. "Ma'am I need you to calm down–"

"I can't calm down! He'll wonder where I am!" She shakes him. Jungkook manages to get her bulging preying hands off him and but instead she resorts for his hands. She shakes her head looking deep in his eyes as the tears start to form. This time she whispers while he leans in closer. "I think my husband is trying to kill me."

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Chapter 32