"These impeccable emotions make my heart flutter,
I wish our lives together go smooth like butter."

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[A/N POV]

Jungkook was feeling so broken for what Sua did to him, but right now he's scared, very sacred for Y/N. If something happens to her he won't be able to forgive himself for the rest of his life.

'Y/N please be safe... Please. ' He spoke this to himself at least a thousand times. Unknowingly, a drop of warm salty liquid dropped from his eyes. Afterall he owes her, he owe her his everything.

'She is in danger because of me. What hurts more is that she risked her life for me, who always wanted her to disappear from my life, who never respected her! I was way too rude towards her. Y/N I don't have the courage to face you now. I.. I'm sorry.' He thought to himself sighing hard, tears never leaving his face, making it all red.

"Managernim! Drive faster please! She's not in her senses!" He spoke horrified of the outcome when she's driving in such a low state of mind.

The revelations made Jungkook break inside out. His heart was mixed with a dozen of emotions out of which the top notch one was - Guilt.

He was feeling an emotional slideshow of all the times he disrespected her, when he was cold towards her, when he scolded her and his harsh words must've broke her inside out.

But still she endured every little thing of him, along with a bundle of works on her head from her occupation, she was understanding. He observed how much she care for him, how much she must be struggling everyday to go office, return late from work, do household works, then cook and even wait for him to eat, which he didn't appreciate at all because he wanted to be a jerk, he didn't wanted to get close with her.

Thinking all this, he became a crying mess. He was sobbing hard thinking of everything when manager finally spoke.

"Jungkook pull yourself together! She is safe. Nothing happened to her. Wipe your tears!"

"R-really?" He asked sniffing, his nose and cheeks turned into tangerine red after all the crying.

"That's her car. Go take her out. " The elder pointed towars the direction of her black car stopped midway, between the lone highway, near a tree. He thanked heavens, it was midnight almost two in the morning and so, there was not a single soul visible in this chilly weather.

He hastily got out of his car and he did not even cared about revealing his identity. For now, everything for him was to see her safe and sound. He opened the car's door just see Y/N in a miserable condition. Her body was ice cold but she was sweating in this cold weather. Her hands were trembling and her head was laid on the car's steering.

"Y/N! Y/N! Hey get up! Can you see me? Don't scare me please!" He screamed worried glimpsing at her pale face. The wig of her's thrown somewhere and her actual hair was reaching near her waist.

"I-I don't know .... I-" Without wasting any second, he picked her up in his arms and carried her inside his car, her head securely placed on his lap.

"Managernim please call a doctor fast!" He spoke anxiously tightly holding her trembling hands.

"My wife is a doctor. She'll be the best option to maintain your privacy. Don't panic. She'll be fine." He said consoling the younger which helped a little.

"I understand . Thank you managernim." He replied in a low tone.

Manager, hurriedly drove the car and dropped them home. The whole ride Jungkook was asking Y/N, how is she feeling and some other questions, to not make her lose her conscious.

He carried her in his room, removed her shoes and tucked her in a blanket, as he noticed how cold her body became even though she was sweating. He was so stressed because of the situation.

"Ahjussi!! Who are.... you?"

She spoke out in a cute tone which was definitely unlike her. She was talking and smiling as if a cute girl's soul has possessed her body.

[JUNGKOOK POV]

"Ah-Ah- Ahjussi?! You are definitely wasted." My mouth hung open in disbelief. Is this really the woman who's infamous for being the coldest of all?!

"It feels so tight in here! Why do men have as plain as a cardboard chest?! I have to wear bandages to look like that. It's so tight!" She said cutely while pointing at her chest with her index finger. No way Y/N! What are you saying?

Is this really you? I asked myself again.

She started undressing herself without knowing the fact that I'm sitting right in front of her and I can see everything! This is really awkward and I can feel the second hand embarrassment she's going to face when she's sober.

"What the heck are you doing Y/N! Stop! For God's love don't undress here! I'll take you to the bathroom." I stopped her by tightly holding her hands and she murmured some weird stuff unable for me to comprehend.

"I can't hold this anymore. I feel so hot and it hurts a lot in here." She spoke with her eyes half closed, making my eyes soften looking at her dreadful state.

What have I done? Y/N please... Be alright. I don't want to see you struggling anymore. Please. I'm so sorry. She's really in pain, I must help her. She did so much for me and I certainly don't want her to bear this pain.

"I'm sorry Y/N, I'm not taking advantage of the situation. I'm really sorry." I apologised whilst cupping her face for what I'm going to do next. I can see tears forming in the corner of her black orbs.

Steadily, with my shaking hands, I undressed her making sure to not touch somewhere inappropriate. She was still mumbling random things which I can't understand.

'They are so big! I never thought a girl like her would have such a hot body!' My devil soul gasped and thought looking at her figure, immediately to be slapped by the angelic soul saying,

'What the fuck are you thinking Jungkook? This person isn't in her senses!' I do agree with this. I'm not that cheap at the very least.

Brushing off my uncanny thoughts, I hastily changed her into a new set of clothes of mine. A plain white T-shirt paired with black shorts which were naturally larger than her size, she appeared to be like a little small kitten in my clothes. Gosh! These thoughts are still not leaving my mind. I need to focus.

[A/N: JK you horny brat!]

[A/N POV]

Before he could get out from his fantasies about her perfectly fit body, she said something which made him melt like an ice cube in hot water.

"W-Whoever you are please don't do this to me.. I'm.. I'm married." She spoke stuttering and choking on her own words, trying hard to sound sensible, making the male's eyes widen looking at your face.

"Do you love your husband? He hates you!" He said to hear what'll be her reply. He wanted to know why she risked herself for him? Does she have feelings for him?

And the reply made him weak on the knees, the thing he wanted to avoid so much from the beginning - feelings. He was already guilty enough to push her into this mess and he always wished for her to be with someone better, more capable and most importantly, someone who can love her wholeheartedly unlike him. He knew staying with him would only result in pain, extreme pain.

"I... I love him a lot. I don't want to lose him. Whether he hates me or not.. I just .. want to .. want to see him happy." She whispered catching his attention, struggling even to speak, she was feeling that weak and unsteady. He stared at her intensely, feeling so moved by her confession, being in a lack of words now which made his guilt grew by hundred times.

"I... I'm sorry for misunderstanding you Y/N. I shouldn't have done that, I'm really sorry." He said apologizing for nth time today.

"Its soo hot I can't handle now! I-" She yelled frustrated by the uncontrollable things happening to her body.

Without waiting for her to speak further, he hugged her so tight as if there's no tomorrow. This hug was like a sincere, heartfelt, apology for everything he has done to her. She snuggled into his chest, while he tenderly patted her head. He knows his apologies can't make up for his deeds, but he was consoling himself that maybe...

Maybe she can forgive a jerk like him.

After a couple of minutes, he slowly parted only to see her unconscious face. The first time he saw her this close. It was only now she appeared so precious , so vulnerable, in his eyes. He removed some hair strands from her face and softly tugged them behind her ear whilst giving a small peck on her forehead, before tucking her in a blanket. The first sign of physical contact after almost two months of contractual marriage. Unfortunately, the woman was not in the right state of mind to experience it.

But Jungkook.. He saw, he heard amd he understood everything. His bubble of blind faith in love finally bursted and now surprisingly, he feels like a big load has been removed from his heart. A load of lies and fraudulent memories and promises, in the layer of the purest feel called, Love.

How can people be this heartless to play with someone's feelings? Is money and fame more important than someone who would support you, love you and cherish you till your death?

In the end it was one sided and Jungkook still can't beleive the truth. It's been only a couple of hours since the truth us revealed but he still believes maybe, there might be something.... At least something missing.

Maybe hoping a little, even it is false, would give him strength to move on.

Suddenly his phone rang making him come out of a pool of regretful emotions and thoughts. He wiped his dried tears and received the call.

"Hello? Who's this?" He enquired.

"I'm Y/N's brother Min Han Seok." The other side gave his introduction making the younger's heart sank to the stomach. What will he say to her brother about Y/N? Afterall, whatever happened was because of him and now he must take responsibility.

"I know you don't know me but please don't hang up the call Jungkook. I wanted to discuss something about Y/N." Before he could speak anything, the elder spoke putting him all ears for the important information.

"I'm listening, hyung." He tightly held his phone to his ear as of someone's going to just take it away from him and smoothly addressed the older, earning a chuckle from him.

"I know you guys were married in a hurry and I think you must know somethings about my sister, which she must have not told you yet. I heard a lot from her about you. She always says you're very caring, you're very respectful. 'Jungkook is like this, Jungkook that...' "

'She didn't badmouth about me, instead I became the perfect man. Why Y/N?' He pondered gazing at her figure in deep sleep.

"Honestly, I initially thought you guys would not make up because of her terrible attitude and cooking skills. She can't cook! She always gets hurt if she does. Moreover please keep her away from scissors. She scares them to death! I apologise in her behalf if she has ever troubled you, I know she must have! I know you are handling her." The older laughed on the last statement because of the image you created of the situation, when it's entirely the polar opposite of it. That was the last blow of hit for Jungkook.

"S-She never troubled me.", He stuttered while speaking and chocked on his saliva. With this he hung up the call. He finally let his tears out after controlling them while talking to her brother.

It was him who troubled her. It was her who was handling him, his cold and rude nature.

Moreover, she kept it to herself, she didn't involve her family into it. She was swallowing the pains and his venomous words all by herself till now, without anyone to listen to her. He saw how much lonely she is from inside and how much she must have needed a person to talk to her.

'No wonder she always woke up till midnight just for my sake. This is making me feel extremely culpable. What can I do to earn your forgiveness?' He wondered sniffing and sobbing.

He then saw the bandages on her hand and numerous fresh cuts, some not even treated properly, some left without putting an ointment.

'She was trying so hard to please me. So, she was lying that day to Namjoon hyung just because I don't become the bad guy and lose face? Y/N you are so thoughtful! What.. What grave blunder have I commited?!' He thought to himself, guilt taking over him.

His eyes then made their way towards the wedding ring on her hand, shining still looking so beautiful, so precious on her hand marked with numerous cuts.

'That day she was struggling so hard just for this thing.' He now understood how much that ring means to her, how much this relationship means to her unlike him who was behaving as if this is a game of house.

"You love me that much?" He asked knowing he won't get an answer glancing at the wedding ring placed beautifully on her left hand, like a piece of art.

"I'm sorry I neither felt nor reciprocated the same feels as you. What I did was to only hurt you and break you more and more. My love for Sua blinded me to the point that I forgot to see there's someone secretly hoping to just see me smile. I'm sorry for everything Y/N." He said this to her unconscious figure, while sobbing and holding her hand, gently caressing it.

AUTHOR'S NOTE:
Oh yes, I know you must be cringed reading some parts, even I was while writing it 😬. But as the ritual goes, there should be some cringe parts to make the plot interesting. No hate please, just my thoughts. :)