— Next day —

March 17th, 2024.

10 pm.

'YOUR P.O.V'

I get out of the bathroom in my hoodie after taking a shower, my head still filled with the problems from which I cannot get free. No matter how fine I pretend to be in front of Jungkook, the pain and anguish inside are killing me slowly.

I know I shouldn't keep it to myself, but given the way that Jungkook is affected by this, I'd rather hurt myself than drag him with me even further.

I can tell the videos are online just by the way Jungkook speaks to me, looks at his phone, and acts. This is too obvious, but I want to make him believe I'm not aware of it.

I sigh and then look down at my puppy, who just ran down the stairs after sleeping in the bedroom. I squat down to pick him up, then press a kiss on his small head.

Despite how adorable he is, as soon as I see him bend his head back, I quickly place him back on the ground. He sneezes cutely, shakes his head, and gazes back at me. After his nap, he must be full of energy and eager to play.

"Koya baby," I whisper near his adorable face, cupping it with both of my hands to pamper him with kisses. I hold him in my arms, hug him, and walk towards the sofa next to the one Jungkook is sleeping on.

What I love the most about my puppy is that no matter the situation I am in, he always manages to make me smile.

Loving the fluffiness and warmth of his, I cuddle him and look at Jungkook, who is sleeping like a baby under the blanket I laid over him.

He doesn't get much sleep on a daily basis; however, when we are intimate, he sleeps a lot.

When Koya suddenly barks, I jump and put a finger on his mouth. "Shh. Don't wake him up..." I whisper to him, giggling at his cute face, his big eyes gazing at me with confusion.

"Keep quiet," I poke his mouth, his body lying down on mine to rest his belly on my empty one. As he doesn't do anything but stare at me, I pet him.

"Hmm..." a deep humming sound vibrates in Jungkook's throat, his body curling up into a ball. I smile at the sound of it.

Feeling bored, I stand up with Koya in my arms and quietly position myself behind Jungkook, who has his face turned towards the back of the sofa. I lie down slowly, not making any abrupt moves to not wake him. I lay my baby on my stomach and let him fall asleep too.

I cannot stop thinking about what happened some hours ago, how gentle Jungkook was and how much he managed to make me feel good. So much that I forgot everything else for more than an hour, captivated by his gentleness and care.

He's never been that dainty and gentle while doing that before; I could see something different in his eyes, something deep and passionate.

The emotional and meaningful gaze he gave me will never leave my mind; it was truly unforgettable.

— Next day —

March 18th, 2024.

11 am.

"Y/n..." a whispering voice drags me out of my dreams; I first notice a warm and heavy sensation over my stomach, drawing my attention. I glance down to see my puppy sleeping on my body. Then, I look up at Jungkook. "Hm?"

"I have to do the groceries. Do you want me to take something in particular?" he squats down to have his face close to mine, his hand combing my hair back. I rub my eyes, blinded by the bright light. "Uhm...No...just maybe some snacks for Koya..."

"You don't want some chocolate or anything like that?" he peeks down at tour puppy to pet him. "No..." I shake my head in response, and he straightens up. "Alright, I'll be quick so stay here, I love you," his lips kiss mine sweetly, and he gives a last pet to Koya, "I love you too," I say and watch him leave the house.

I hope it won't be long.

I sit up while holding Koya against me, making sure he doesn't fall.

As I do every morning, I stretch my body to release the tension in my muscles but feel my puppy jump onto the floor, leaving my lap. I need to do my morning routine and cook breakfast while Jungkook is not here.

I stand up now that I'm ready and walk up to the bathroom, passing in front of the dining room but noticing that some food is already laid on the table. I won't have to cook, it seems.

'JUNGKOOK'S P.O.V'

I park my car in front of the house, my heart burning with wrath at the memories of the comments I read. I leave my phone in here and turn the ignition off to get out.

/ FLASHBACK \

I silently sit down onto the sofa I just cleaned, my phone in my hand. The videos still haven't been removed yet. This is getting worse and worse the more the hours are passing.

why cant I find that girl number anymore?

I keep replaying those videos shes too fukcing hot

her pussy must be wet asf to make so much noise🥵💦

I sent her some texts two days ago she never answered🙄this account is made by a lyin bitch

|_ Same dawg said she would answer but I've been waiting since yesterday. She didnt even receive it. A real scam _

|_ her friend must have something to do with this. I'm going to contact her _

|_ her friend? _

Since no more answer was given to him, I lock my phone and decide to take y/n's one. I turn it on, my blood boiling at the thought of the messages she must have received.

As soon as the wallpaper appears, the applications do, with the messages as well.

I wait for a few seconds and read those disgusting texts.

< Hey babe, youre sexy asf. Could we meet for a night together?😘💦 ]

< just saw your porn videos and wanted to ask if we could see each other? Hope you can answer, you're hot👌❤ ]

< babygirl🥵 You made me cum so hard last night with your videos...I'm so horny bcs of you that I had to text you. Could we meet? I'm hard and want to fuck you like you deserve it ]

I shoot my eyes up the screen, biting my lips and holding back from blowing up. The only way I can feel calmer and make those kinds of people regret it is to do what justice won't.

I take a peek at y/n, who is sleeping peacefully with Koya on her stomach, but think about all the guys that must imagine themselves with her. I cannot stand it.

I decide to go back to the last text I read and start with this one first.

[ Hey, I'm sorry I was very busy these last days but sure, we can meet with pleasure! When are you free? >

< Holy fuck I cant believe you answered me I'm currently watching one of your videos👌💦 I'm free rn ]

[ Really?🥰 Can you tell me where you live or a place where we could meet? You're lucky bcs I dont have any other guy to see today >

< Is it okay if we meet at your house? ]

[ Sure, I'll prepare everything for you, my address is 207-4, Gwangan 3(sam)-dong, Suyeong-gu, Busan. Call me once you're here, >

< I'm on my way babe, I'll think about you to get ready ]

[ Can you send me a pic of you? Just so I know it's you once you're here >

This disgusting dude sends me a selfie. His face turning my stomach upside down. I lock the phone and put it in my pocket to stand up, grabbing my own device with it as I can feel the wrath filling my veins in no time. This guy has no idea what is about to happen to him.

Now I have to hurry to leave and get to Jaemin's house. I don't give a damn if I used him for this, he's at fault for all the things happening to me and y/n right now.

/ END OF FLASHBACK \

Since Jaemin knows about this, I check the surroundings to make sure no one is here yet and head to the front door of the house. Upon reaching the door, I knock and retrieve y/n's phone from my leather pants' pocket to check for any additional messages.

< I'm soon there babe, hope you're ready ]

At the sight of the lewd picture he took of his bulge, I grit my teeth and glance up once I hear the door in front of me open. I quickly enter and remove my black jacket.

"Are you sure about th—"

"Do not talk to me and get in a room to hide," I shut him up. He swallows nervously, lowers his gaze, and then walks away to heed my words.

I throw my jacket onto the back of the sofa just at my left, my hands shaking out of anger. I never felt that much wrath inside of me, and I know I am about to do something wrong. Y/n will be mad at me, but I cannot let these things go without doing anything.

At the sound of a car parking outside the house, I move closer to the windows, the curtains concealing me and ensuring I remain out of sight. I observe to confirm his identity, yet my heart races in my chest.

Perhaps I should refrain from this action and instead hold accountable the one who exploited y/n and shared the videos. No matter what I'm forcing myself to think, I just want to beat the shit out of those assholes who only want a girl to fuck and nothing else.

As soon as the guy gets out of his car, I recognize his sweatpants and face. This is him, and for some reason, I don't fear any of the things that are about to happen.

Now seeing him approaching, fixing his pants and tucking one hand into it just to try to conceal his boner, I bite my lips and step to the left, standing before the door on which he's about to knock.

I grab the handle with my veiny hand, my pulse felt throughout my entire body. I flatten my right one against the wall, and he rings the bell.

I wait a little bit, remembering the texts and words he used to address the person he thought was my girl. After short seconds, I change my mind and move aside, getting behind the door. I open it, hidding and make him believe I'm the girl playing.

"Han y/n?" his voice echoes through the room, his steps tapping against the floor as he comes in naively. With a simple action of my arm, I slam the door and shove him into the wall violently.

"W—What the fuck dude?!" he gasps but doesn't even have the strength to defend himself, my hand gripping his throat that I might break if I don't control myself. "You came here just for my girlfriend, uh?"

"Your girlfriend?" he frowns at me, his pupils shaking with fright. Without hesitation, I grab and hurl him to the ground, then deliver a powerful punch to his face, feeling the impact of my knuckles against his bones. "That girl you wanted to fuck is mine, you fucking bastard, and those videos you saw were shared against her consent! So either I fucking kill you right now, or you help me get that bitch who leaked the videos to remove them."

"I—I..." he exhales sharply and swiftly, his breathing shuddering as if he was afraid of me. "I don't want to die, dude. I just came here to have a good time. I didn't know that girl was taken, I swear..."

"You're gonna help me get those videos removed, right?" I pressure him, not giving im another choice. "Y—Yeah...I'm gonna help you, I promise...but don't kill me for that, please."

I bite my lip and push my tongue against my inner cheek, straightening up. "You better do it, or I'll do everything to find you and beat the shit out of you. Got it?"

"Yes, I swear. I'll do it," he responds weakly, wiping the blood off a corner of his lips. "I didn't know about that whole thing...I was told that she was a slut who does that stuff for free. I'm sorry."

"Get on Twitter and the videos where you talked to that bitch," I hold back from punching him again and ignore his words. He does as told quite quickly and types on his phone. "What do I have to do?"

"Give me that," I snatch the device out of his hands, and do everything myself to not waste any time. I check the name of his account to get to see if I could recognize it or not but pay more attention to the conversation he had with the bitch.

"Have you downloaded those videos?" I look at him, using my left hand to check the phone after destroying my right one in his face."I-I y—yeah...but I swear-"

"You delete them all if you don't want me to get you in trouble with this," I stare into his eyes to make myself clear about this, and he lowers his gaze and nods. "I'll take care of it once I'm home."

"I think you didn't hear me well," I direct my body towards him. "Where did you save those videos?"

"Phone, otherwise, my wife would find them on my computer," he admits to being unfaithful. "Delete them now," I hand him back his phone, and he grabs it to listen to everything I say. "So you were about to cheat on your wife? Uh?" I smile out of disbelief. "I...Our marriage is just...She doesn't pay attention to me anymore..."

"Oh, I don't blame her," I shame him, getting him to glance up at me and stare. "Empty the bin," I command him, keeping my hands in my pockets to not throw them in his face. He deletes everything permanently, not attempting to defy me or start an argument. "Now, you're coming with me, and you'll follow my instructions without question."

20 minutes later...

"You get out of your car, you stay in the parking lot right where I told you to, and you talk to her until she gets her phone out," I enunciate the rules of the plan I just made up, his attention focused on me, listening intently. "Once you see her with it in her hands, you grab it. Even if you have to do it violently, I don't give a shit. I'll make it fast to come."

"What if she sues me just bec—"

"I said, I don't give a shit," I cut him off coldly. "You watched porn with my girl in it, and you said some messed-up shit about her, so you should consider yourself lucky you're still fully conscious right now."

He bites his lips, then looks straight ahead at the parked cars. "Alright...I'm going to do it..." he sighs and gets out of my car, heading where I told him to.

I arranged everything meticulously. I used Jaemin's number to impersonate him and arranged to meet her. The guy, whose name eludes me, will prompt her to take out her phone by referring to the videos and the phone number of y/n.

This is to either obtain evidence or use the threat I provided.