- Next day -

I run out of the bedroom after brushing my teeth and taking my shower, not caring about the fact that I'm still in Jungkook's long tshirt and my panties.

I calm down once I see that both of the boys are still there, getting ready to leave, with Jungkook who gave me a weird look but smiled. "What is my little woman doing running around the house in those clothes?"

"I..." my breathing goes out my lungs in a fast way. "I was scared not to tell you goodbye or kiss you before you would leave the house..."

He giggles but puts Daehan's jacket properly on him. He grabs his small bag and takes the little boy in his arms to stand up and walk up to me. "We wouldn't leave the house without kissing you baby, don't worry."

He leans in and lets my little brother hug me with his sad face, pecking my cheek as he placed his arms around my neck. Jungkook let go of him to allow me taking him into my clasp more easily and check on the little baby that doesn't seem happy at all to leave. "Hey, what's wrong?"

"I want to stay with you...Kookie and you..." he nestles his head in the crook of my neck, speaking in his sorrowful voice in a quiet tone. "Baby...Yoongi wants to see you too for one day, to play together and have some time with you only..."

"But I want to be with you..." he tightens his embrace around me and acts completely against this decision that Yoongi established, to both have the opportunity to see our little brother more often. I kiss his cheek but notice Jungkook looking at us with some concern. "Are you sure it's a good idea...?" he asks, seeing the reluctance of Daehan.

"Well..." I stroke the young boy's back. "I'm pretty sure you're going to have fun my baby. You'll see me and Kookie tomorrow again so don't be sad. Okay?"

He doesn't answer, nor move.

Jungkook helps me and passes one hand through the child's hair. "Sweetheart, I promise we'll go out tomorrow to have fun outside and play all together if you listen well and don't sulk."

"But..." he moves his head up, reacting to Jungkook's attempt of changing his mind. "What if I'm sad and you're not here to hug me Kookie...?"

"Your big brother will do it for me."

"I prefer you..." he states while fiddling with his baby's lips. "Come here my love," he takes him back into his arms and holds him tight against him. "Let's talk about it in the car, alright?"

"Yeah..." he hugs him back and rests his head on his shoulder. Jungkook turned back towards me to place his hand below my ear, and kiss my lips. "I love you, see you later honey."

"See you, I love you too," I answered as he smiled at me and walked to the door leading to the first room of this house where the storage is with our shoes and all. Once he passed the transparent door, he waves at me and send a flying kiss to then leave once I did the same.

He's so adorable.

•••

'JUNGKOOK'S P.O.V'

I get back into the car after struggling for more than thirty minutes at Yoongi's apartment to leave Daehan there, I couldn't stand it to see him sad like that. Honestly, if it was just me, I would never have let this boy alone over there after what Yoongi dared to do to his sister, but well...that's not for me to decide whether or not this is a good idea.

I start the car but take a look at my texts, noticing something strange.

From "MyBabyLove🍓❤".

< Jungkookie...my honey...🙂 ]

No way. What has she done?!

[ I'm gonna have to spank you once I'm back home. Right?" 🍑🖐 >

< No...but...I might have done something...not really good...by Accident... ]

[ Accident? Tell me right away before I get even more angry from seeing it at the right moment that I'll have stepped into the house >

< You see...uhm...your favorite limited edition sculpture made of red crystal glass...the heart...that I bought you a while ago for your birthday...? ]

[ Don't you dare tell me you broke it or else I'm gonna murder someone and that "someone" might be you! >

< I love you❤ ]

[ BABE! IT MEANT A LOT TO ME!😫😭 >

< I'm sorry! I swear I'll buy you another one! I promise! ]

[ I don't care about that! You bought it for my birthday! It was a limited edition and special for me...! You can't replace something you bought just for my birthday...😞 >

< I'm so sorry honey...I was just cleaning the coffee table and it fell onto the floor... ]

[ ...You didn't hurt yourself, right...?🥺 >

< I didn't... ]

[ Good...❤ I'm gonna fix it with glue I don't care if it's ugly...🥺 >

I drop my phone on the seat next to me and hurry to buckle my seat belt on to start driving. I can't believe she broke what was important for me. I hate the fact that first, it's a limited edition gift that she bought just for me and second, that it was a heart which is now broken...I hate to feel like this could mean something. I'm so damn scared.

This is just an accident that doesn't mean anything...It can't be a sign...no.

•••

I open the door that leads to the living room after taking my shoes off and run to the left to see the crime scene.

Oh my God. This is broken into two pieces...I cannot stand the fact that among all the ways this could have been fragmented, the fate decided to make it end in two exact same pieces.

I look over Y/N sitting on the couch like a scolded child. Oh no, don't tell me she's crying.

"Baby..." I walk up to her and sit down right next to the spot she's occupying to take my sad little woman in my arms and kiss her cheekbone. "I'm sorry Jungkook...I didn't want it to be broken...I was clumsy..."

"It's okay..." I press my lips on her cheek but notice she's holding one hand with the other. I keep one arm around her waist but drift my fingers to her hand concealed by the other one on top of it. She moves it away quickly to not let me touch it. "Hey...what's wrong? You didn't get injured, right?"

"I didn't..." she looks down, meaning that she's lying to me. I grab her hands very softly to open them as she's not acting against it for a second time. The sight of a bandage soaked with blood on her palm made my heart ache. "Honey...! Why did you lie?!"

"I didn't want you to worry..."

"Baby..." I sigh but stand up to hurry and go get the medical supplies. "Have you disinfected it?"

"Yes but it keeps on bleeding..." she keeps her injured hand on her lap, not even moving one finger as if it was painful. I make fast to go back to her with the stuff and sit down right next to her, taking hold of her wrist to move it up and place a towel underneath her hand, for the blood to drip onto it. It's hurting as much as if I was the one harmed.

I direct her palm up to have a clearer sight of it but avoid her teary eyes the most possible. I remove the bandage very delicately to not cause any pain to her, the more I'm undoing it and the more the red liquid is rolling down her skin.

I decide to take the towel soaking her blood and place it on my lap, to llay her hand there. This is way easier like this so I put the dirty fabric away from her hand, and grab the alcohol with a cotton pad. "It's going to sting a little bit honey and I'm gonna have to pull the small fragment of glass in your skin, so hit me to relieve the pain if you want."

"Why would I hit you idiot...?" she speaks with a sulky voice. She called me an idiot so that's a good sign that she's not feeling too bad. "If it can help you to forget the pain then I'll take the punches," I smile at her, trying my best to get the same expression on her sad face.

"I'm going to do it, okay?" I try to prepare her, not wanting to do it given the effect it's going to have on her. "Come on," she rests her head on my shoulder and closes her eyes.

I don't want to do it, dammit, I hate to be the one that will cause the pain to her. "You sure you're ready?"

"I am."

I bite my lips but touch her skin with the cotton pad soaked with alcohol, her head moved really fast as soon as I started cleaning her wound. "It sting...! Hurry!"

"I know baby it's almost done," I try to make it get to an end as fast as possible and take a pair of tweezers, to focus on the small portion of glass in her wound. "Is it done?"

"No, don't open your eyes yet," I grab the glass shard very carefully without any too strong pressure and go slowly, no matter how much this will be even more painful, I don't want to cause something worse by going fast. "Oh my God Jungkook...!"

"Here baby," I finally pull it out of the bleeding wound and hurry to pass a new cotton pad damped with alcohol over it, to clean the blood off. "It's over my love."

"I wanted to bite you so badly..." she exhales deeply as the worst is now over. "You could have done it, I told you," I smile at her and press my lips on her temple while holding the bandage. I peck her cheek a few times to put a beam on her face and then wrap her hand with the fabric strip, to cover it as much as possible and finally finish this.

"What are you going to do with the sculpture now...?"

"I'm going to try to see if it's possible to fix it...I don't want to throw it away or lose it..." I clean up the mess and stand up, to go put all the dirty stuff in the trash and the clean items on its proper place. I pass my hands under the water with some soap and then dry them, to finally go take a closer look at the red heart sculpture.

"Don't hurt yourself...please..."

"It's okay, don't worry," I reassure her but grab the two pieces of broken crystal glass to place it on the coffee table and right in the center, to be sure none of us will make it fall again. I take hold of the small vacuum close to me and placed on the wall, to remove any kind of shards or splinters.

"I'm really sorry Jungkook..." she repeats again as I put the vacuum back on its place, she's surely feeling really bad about it. "That's fine baby, it was just an accident."

"Yes but...I would have been super sad if I knew you had broken the red crystal glass rose that you bought for me..."

"It is okay baby love, I'm going to take it to a small shop nearby and we'll see how this will go, alright?" I look at her into the eyes, not liking the way she seems overly affected by this. I understand though, and this is kind of a relief to know she's not considering this gift as something simple but I need to just reassure her.

"Alright..." she glances away and doesn't insist. I walk up to her and place my hands at either side of her face, to raise it up and press my lips on her forehead. "Don't be sad, or else I will be even more as well..."

She nods and I plant a soft kiss on her pink lips, before getting hold of the sculpture with one arm, to head towards the door leading to the entryway. "Don't move or touch anything until I'm back. Okay baby?"

"Okay."

I smile at her soft face reflecting some innocence. "I love you, see you in short minutes and don't forget to text or call me if there's anything wrong. Hm?"

"I will. I love you too," she returns the delighted expression and allow me to leave this large opened room to get going on my way to the shop I found on my phone.

1 hour later...

'YOUR P.O.V'

I look up my phone screen, to direct my eyes on the right at the sound of the door opening. Thank God, after the text that Jungkook sent me to tell me the sculpture would be fixed and given back in two days, I feel a bit better. I smile at him as soon as I see his bright one, and put my device down once he's walking up to me. "You didn't move from your spot, right?"

"I didn't," my answer leaves my mouth as I shook my head. He sits down by my side but grabs me by the waist to make me land on his lap, facing him as I'm sitting astride his thick thighs. He gazes into my eyes, his hands stroking my lower back, he applies some pressure onto it and moves forward for our lips to meet each other in a tight contact of skin. "Is your hand still hurting?"

I respond negatively. "Good, but next time you get injured while I'm not home, you tell me and not lie. Alright?"

"If I had told you that I was. Would you have driven carefully on the road without trying to get back home quickly?" I try to trap him with what I know will be answered to with a sentence he will manage to drift away from the matter of my question. "I...I would just have gotten back here to be the fastest possible by your side."

"So that means you would have done something that I forbade you to do? Am I right?" I ask for a clear answer. He glances away and yanks me against his torso, for my face to end at the left side of his. "Just listen to me and tell me when you get injured. Otherwise I'll have no choice but to punish you."

"You can't punish me if I'm hurt, I know you way too much for that..." I tease him, knowing him by heart. He wraps one arm around my hips and lies down in his back, onto the couch to have me on top. His hands cup my waist to push me a bit higher and then drop me on my flat all over his strong shapes, to startle my soul with a slap on my butt. "That's what you deserve, and you know pretty well that this is extremely soft compared to what I can give you," he smirks at me with his lips at small inches away from mine.

"I'm so used to it that I barely felt it..."

"Oh," one of his eyebrows raises at my respond he maybe didn't expect to be shot back at him. "Is it a way to ask for more?"