"I'm not a superhero,
But I can be your hero."
                                - Anpanman BTS             
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[A/N POV]

You tried to maintain your composure from the awkward position you both are in. This man who isn't shy now, his face so close to yours and your nose almost touching his. His one hand locking both of your wrists above the head and the other supporting your back, not too tight just a little bit of pressure to not let you go, as he knew pressure on the burnt area would increase the stinging pain.

"What'll be the consequences?" You asked raising your brow earning a dark chuckle from him.

"I'll make you do all the chores of this house. See the dirt, you know it hasn't been cleaned for quite sometime and I know it'll be cruel of me to make a sick person work but I don't give a single damn." He reached near your ear speaking in his breathy voice as in to try to scare you a little to make you stay at one place. Boy didn't knew how much of a turn on that was!

You scoffed in disbelief. You got all heated up for nothing, you thought it'll be some hot makeout session. Afterall, being this close to someone you love is surely giving you a burst of hormones like a teen in puberty. But you know your limits, this isn't the right thing to do, no, this'll be too immature.

Suddenly an idea popped up in your mind, why not take a small revenge?

"Oh only this? I thought it'll be something rated twenty one plus." You got up a little from your position, his hand still gripping your wrists and whispered near his lips. A smirk never leaving your face.

"Y-yah! You're so unholy!" He instantly left your wrists and waist and covered his chest in embarrassment as if he's the woman getting harassed.

A crack of loud laughter of yours made its way throughout the room seeing his actions, he did sound hot but man is still innocent and the way he covered himself was so funny to watch.

"Yah! Potato! Stop laughing! You harassed me!" He spoke glaring at you.

"I? Excuje me idiot, you're the one who hovered on me." You pointed to yourself speaking confidently.

A/N: That 'excuse' is changed on purpose. If you know, you know. :) 

"Bruh! I was trying to make you stay in one place, you need hobi water and-"

"Namjesus" You completed the sentence.

"Wait. You know that too?!" You asked amused, snapping back at him.

"What do you think I do with my fake accounts? Surfing through social media just to see how thirsty you all are." He said spitting facts proudly.

"I'm honestly really surprised how proudly you speak things. Aren't you afraid I might spill it to others?" You asked cocking a brow at him in a teasing manner.

"Oh! I didn't knew you're a gossiping queen. Anyways, I don't care because I know you won't do that." He said putting his hands on his mouth to act like a dramatic lady.

"The confidence. I'm in awe."

"Learnt from Jin Hyung." He spoke making you laugh out loud and he too started laughing along with you. It all appeared like a normal couple laughing on random crazy things, that's the essence of falling in love.

He saw your eyes looked like crescent moon and the black orbs attracted him, the joyful smile spread on your face, the perfect white teeth adding stars to your appearance. Every little thing about you was making him even more attracted, like a magnet.

This smile should be illegal. He thought to himself zoning out.

"What happened?" You asked looking at him caught up in his thoughts.

"Can I ask something if you're comfortable?" He asked.

"I am. Please do."

"Why did you go there? You know I was so scared, I really thought you... You won't come- come back." He took long pauses in between trying his best to not cry whilst biting his lips, he was so taken aback by that incident.

You understood, if he can't speak that you might die, how much tough it would've been for him to actually witness you this weak. Little did he knew, you didn't faint because you saw Arina getting shot, yes it was traumatic. But the worst memory of the past played in your head. It felt like you're living in it, again. The scene of him collapsed on the floor with a pool of blood surrounding him, his wrist slit by the sharp object, his face as pale as that of a ghost, the funeral, everything played in your head yesterday making your breathing hitch. That's the reason it became impossible to hold back anymore. That can't happen again. Your eyes glistened reminiscing that remorseful memory again.

"Don't answer. I'm sorry." He noticed you twitching your eyebrows as if trying your best to hold back the tears and he certainly doesn't want to be the reason for your tears anymore and so he apologized.

After a long hassle he could finally see you smile cheerfully and now this one wrong question again wipes off that smile on your face. He felt guilty for that.

"I'm fine."

Why do I hear a hidden save me when you're saying I'm fine? He thought looking at your puffy eyes.

You glanced towards him giving a small smile and slowly took his right hand, stroking the veiny wrist the same area where it was slitted before, by your thumb and stared intensely at it. He didn't ask back and let you do whatever you wanted to.

"Promise me one thing, no matter what the situation is, no matter how hard and tough your life becomes, you won't h-hurt yourself." Your voice cracked in between and still you gazed at his hand, not able to look in the eyes, controlling your emotions to not overflow.

"I promise I won't do that. I won't hurt myself. " He gripped your hand and instantly answered looking at your state, he knew you're crying.

You nodded in reply turning your head to the other side, a singleton tear made its way from the corner of your right eye. You cleared your throat and got up from the couch, leaving his hand and instantly wiped off that tear.

"Where are you going?" He asked jolting up from his seat.

"Can you pass me that hair tie?" You motioned towards the thing placed at the small table near the couch and he swiftly passed it towards you.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm going to make coffee. I'm craving for some." You replied.

You were tying your long hair into a low ponytail but a sudden stroke of dizziness struck your head and the hair clutched in your hand loosened the grip. Soon it felt that the ground is collapsing from your feet. Jungkook noticed that and caught you before hitting the floor his one hand resting on your waist and the other holding your arm tightly.

"Y/N! Are you alright?! " He asked worried checking you out and making you sit again.

"My head's spinning." You spoke in a weak voice, holding your head.

"You're weak. You need some strength to do anything. I'll make coffee and something to eat for you. You just sit here." He announced.

"You don't even know the 'C' of cooking." You mocked sarcastically even in this state.

"Then you tell me what to do, I'll follow your orders. Is that fine?" He asked seriously.

"Hm. Better." You chuckled.

You got up from the couch and got ready to walk, which obviously was dramatic. Man was in no mood to leave your arm and made sure you sit on the chair near the kitchen counter without fainting and of course covering your exposed legs with the blanket. You blushed due to his behaviour, it was too melodramatic.

"So, we're going to make waffles and brew some coffee." You said to him who was busy putting on an apron like a mumma bunny, well even the apron was having the print of 'sweet bunny' on it. 

His tattoos on the arm were clearly visible as he rolled his sleeve upwards, the most attractive one was the one carved on his knuckles ARMY, extravagant indeed. You urged to touch it once. Those deadly looking tattoos were in contrast with how cute and adorable he was looking now.

"Can't you think of something easy?" He snapped back making you startled as you were focused on looking at those intimidating designs engraved on his arm.

"What? That's one of the easiest recipes!" You said surprised.

"For a beginner like me it's tough you know. But don't worry I'll learn soon and make it for you, so you don't have to struggle everyday" He said scratching his back embarrassed not noticing how much it meant for you. It was so touching that it melted your heart. This man never fails to make you blush even on the smallest of things. You cleared your throat gaining his attention.

"Ok follow what I say, I'll teach you how to make it. First take out 2 large eggs, 2 cups of flour, one and a half cup of milk, 1 teaspoon of sugar, half teaspoon of salt, 4 teaspoons of baking powder, vanilla extract, waffle iron-" He swiftly followed as instructed, well at least he was mindful enough to not take out baking soda instead of baking powder. That's the most common mistake amateurs usually do.

Smart and indeed a quick learner. You thought feeling proud.

Oh... Not that smart. You instantly took back your words looking at his actions.

"Yah! That's bread toaster idiot!" You spoke lightly hitting on his hand correcting him.

"Oh. Ok ok." He took the waffle iron as instructed earlier.

"Now preheat it. The temperature is written on the manual and I'll whisk the ingredients together it'll be a little tough for you so let me do that thing." You said in an attempt to help him out to make the work done faster.

"Let me do-"

"Hey I'm hungry and I want it get done early. You know.."

"Ok fine." He gave you the whisk and bowl and you did the mixing part.

"The batter is ready now just take a spoonful of it and put it on the waffle iron and wait for five minutes. Wait! First put on oil on it, so the mix doesn't stick on the plates. " He nodded and did as instructed.

After sometime the waffles were ready and in the meantime he made coffee, that's the only thing he doesn't need instructed for. He makes good coffee. No, delicious to be accurate. You put a slice of butter on the waffle as its really mouth watering and amazingly tasty to eat it like that. You added one slice on his plate too and he accepted it giving a small smile. It's so pretty to see that his smile first goes to his eyes and then his lips. He's ethereal.

"By the way, which place is this? Where are we?" You asked curiously looking at the modern interior of the house.

"My Seoul house." He replied , chewing a slice of the waffle.

"How many properties you own?!" You asked surprised as this was another huge bungalow which you didn't even knew existed in a compact place like Seoul.

"Many." He answered flexing.

Being rich sure is a different feel. Who says money can't buy happiness? The amazing decor of this insanely huge house alone was making you cheerful. Above all, the person you were sitting with was making you feel a ton of happiness, you remembered how he appeared like a knight yesterday when he punched that person to protect you. It was unexpected of him.

He was your knight with a shining armour.

Then your eyes unknowingly made their way towards this man's exposed collarbone visible from the black V neck shirt he's wearing, the buttons doing their best to hold the shirt intact, his strong biceps and muscular figure making him look like he's just stepped out of an anime. He stopped eating and stared at you, who was already intensely checking him out, in rather a different gaze, a more manlier one, not the cute one you were used to. He poked his tongue in his cheek appearing like a fallen being. This is why there's a high demand need of eye condoms in the market.

He's fucking me with his eyes-
Gosh! Be cool, Y/N bish, be cool. Take deep breaths. You mentally slapped yourself thinking weird stuff in this situation.

It would be a lie if you say that you were drooling for the food. Rather you were drooling on this hot piece of meal in front of you. He could choke me right now and I'll gladly accept it. Your mind switched to the twenty one plus channel, in the swift of a second and you gulped your saliva imaging the erotica.

I should stop being emotionally constipated. What's up with these moaning sounds swinging in my head?! Little did you knew, he too was having the same feeling creating a knot inside him, turning his stomach swirl from inside.

Butterflies.

Don't be a simp Jungkook! Be calm. He said to himself whilst glancing at your figure.

He fake coughed making you come out your wild thoughts. You took a deep breath and looked at him again, this time rather 'sober' from the drunken state. His voice, his smile, his care, his everything, was the strongest alcohol you've ever tasted. It's an inscrutable feeling to get the attention of the person you love so wholeheartedly.

"I'll eat that if you don't eat now." He spoke teasingly seeing you haven't even the touched the food till now, the knife still in your hand.

"No way! I'm not sharing my food." You jolted taking your plate closer to yourselves and stuffing it inside it your mouth like a small girl, as if he's snatching it away from you.

"Then eat instead of drooling on something else." A kinky smirk made its way on his flawless face and he on purpose licked his lips looking hot as fuck whilst taking a sip from his coffee, making a red tint flush on your cheeks. He sure is the observant type, he knew what you might be thinking by observing your actions.

Cute.. now who's the kid here?! He thought chuckling looking at your behaviour. It's the first time he saw you like that, a small cute kid, who's not so fragile, rather has the power to break bones. A femme fatale indeed.

Suddenly, his phone rang making you have a breath of relief from the awkward environment you just created.

"Keep it in front of the door." He ordered the person through the phone and cut the call after that.

"Who's that?" You asked blinking your eyes innocently.

"You'll see."

He went towards the door and picked up the box and gave it to you asking you to open it up. You did as said and it turned out to be women wear. A brown and cream coloured, checked sweater with a half sleeved crop blouse of the same pattern underneath, paired with light blue wide legged jeans. Trendy and modest, totally your style. That's when you realised Jeon Jungkook is a celebrity, obviously his fashion sense would be as perfect as him, but what was unexpected was that he knew exactly what type of style you like, proving that man's a true fashionista. No doubt the clothes screamed luxury, but you weren't very pleased to accept them.

"Don't buy stuff for me." You said displeased.

"You didn't like it? It wasn't according to your style?" He asked worried that it might have made you annoyed.

"No, it's pretty but I can buy things for myself, it's totally not needed." You answered being the independent woman you are, it feels weird to accept gifts, even it is from your husband. You're not used to these, it makes you feel burdened that you're using someone else's money which is not acceptable according to you. It feels like a gold digger, which you're not.

"Then what'll you wear when you go out?" He asked raising his brow eyeing you from top to bottom. 

"I– " You thought of replying but nothing came out.

"What? Cat stuck in your mouth?" He spoke smirking earning a flustered reaction from you which he enjoyed so much. This reaction of yours was always iconic in his eyes.

"You're spoiling me. It's costly."

"Then get spoiled. Keep that with you, you're not wasting money and yes I'll buy you whatever I feel will suit on you because why not?" He announced with full fledged confidence making you speechless.

Then you noticed, there was something beneath those clothes that made you goggle-eyed and stare at him in disbelief– innerwear that too the perfect fitting one.

"Ac-actually I didn't knew your size so I ordered according to what I felt might fit you." He explained shyly scratching his neck, looking at your face now turned to crimson red. 

"That's the exact size. It's alright. I should.. should.. change.. then." You said shyly. 

"Wait. First put on the ointment on your back. It's burnt." He ordered, again changing to the mature guy. He must be having split personality to literally change his character and nature in such a short span of time. You didn't protest and asked him to give you the medicine to which he denied.

"Sit there." 

There comes his orders making you weak in the knees, he's the only man whom you can't deny, either his requests or his orders. You did as said not thinking about the outcome, when it hit you, you have to take off the shirt and now there's no turning back to what's decided. You were back facing him and clutched the hem of your shirt tightly, shutting your eyes close, a layer of embarrassment visible on your pale face.

"I won't look anywhere." He announced sounding serious. You nodded as he assured you and slowly took off the white shirt, swiftly covering your frontal body with the blanket.

A/N: I'm a little cringed here, but it's required I guess -_-

[JUNGKOOK POV]

I saw her bare back, which was rather muscular, she wasn't skinny rather fit and there was a huge tattoo on the left side of her back. Beautiful patch of black roses as if trying to convey their agony through the ethereal engravement. 

"These roses on your back, they're so beautiful." I complimented.

"Thanks. Honestly, I'm not really a fan of tattoos. This was made to hide the scar on my back." She explained opening up about herself.

"How did you got that?" I asked crouching my brows in confusion.

"I got into an accident during my high school year." She spoke, disinterest of not giving further details was audible in her voice and so I didn't question further.

My eyes then fell on the big red bruise in the middle of her milky white skin, now turned purplish, it must hurt a lot. My eyes softened at that sight, it happened because of me. I slowly applied the medicine on the burnt area which at first was uncomfortable for her but when I blew on it , she started giggling.

"It's not required. That's ticklish!" She said giggling. 

"Who did this?" I asked sternly making her giggles stop and her lips pressed into a thin line, she didn't wanted to tell.

"You won't like it." She replied unbothered of the fact that I'm getting annoyed.

How dare someone hurt her?

"I asked who?" I compelled.

"Sua." She answered. 

Simple answer with a not so simple explanation.

I clenched my fists in anger, I understand her enmity was with me and I was fine with it as long as I get the hit, but how dare she involve Y/N in it?! Y/N is innocent and has nothing to do with our matter and relationship. Who's she to do that to her?

Sua, even if I had a little flame of affection towards you, it's gone now. I hoped everyday that maybe there might be more into your side of story but not anymore. Even if there is your explanation and you turn out to be innocent, which'll not happen, but still, even if it  does, I would never forgive you! I was blinded my by emotions till now, maybe it wasn't even love between us to start with. It was my loneliness making me urge for someone to listen to me and be with me forever and you took advantage of that with your vicious two faced intentions to destroy my career. I was quiet till I was involved, but no, not Y/N. She doesn't deserve to be even in the shadow of this mess.

I don't hate you Sua, I despise you.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have told you." She apologised even if it wasn't her mistake at all, making me snap out of the millions if thoughts lingering in my head.

"Y/N in future if anybody dares to do anything to you, I promise I'll make them suffer." I assured her to which she didn't reply, maybe she was taken aback by the sudden announcement.

"What-"

"Go get changed. You have to meet Arina right?" I spoke in an attempt to change the topic. She nodded and quickly went towards the room to get changed.

Suddenly my phone rang and I picked it up without checking the caller ID, which was the worst mistake ever I swear.

"GET YOUR ASS HERE RIGHT NOW YOU BRAT!" The other side yelled frustrated. 

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POTATO'S NOTE:

Well guys....
Jungkook as a vampire is my new addiction. I'll sue you Jeon for making my heart suffer. He's lowkey turning all the vampire AU's to reality.

Anybody else who has never tasted waffles?🧇🙋

Can you all please colour that star to orange? It looks so dull without the colour. *Blinks innocently*

Memey-Mania!