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"I hate you."

"Feelings mutual princess."

"Again with this princess sh*t?!"

Jungkook gave a lazy shrug, ignoring the girl who stood next to him. He didn't necessarily mean to call her princess, it was a habit at this point. Also it was a little funny getting her all worked up for a silly nickname. She had fixed her perfectly curly hair. It was puffy but with tight curls. Her hair was short and went a little passed her neck. She was staring at the glass door that held her reflection. She wore her turtle neck with a blazer that was tucked in some dress pants.

She always looked poised and proper while he on the other hand was dressed in a all black with a leather jacket and always looked like he just rolled out of bed. He was covered in tattoos on his right arm while his hair was ruffled like he barely brushed it. He had a lollipop in his mouth while he stood next to her.

"I hate being here and I hate you." She growled as she started walking into the building. The male followed right behind her. Jungkook rolled his eyes, flickering his dark ebony eyes to her. Y/n opened the door and started walking with Jungkook following behind her.

"Again. I feel the same. But I'm not here for you and your not here for me. We are only here for one thing."

"Also why are you dressed like that? Are you trying to let everyone know who you are?" She asked completely ignoring what he said.

"I don't care what people think. Why do you always tell me this? I don't ask you why you dress like your going on a blind date every single time we come here. Also its your turn to talk with her."

"Ah f*ck. It is?"

"Yes princess. Wow such strong language for a rich girl."

Y/n narrowed her eyes at him.

"I hate that woman."

"Do you just hate everyone?"

"No. I hate her because I have to see you every week for this! Why can't just one of us come in?!"

"Because according to her, it would set a good example." He said with a tight smile. They both stopped in front of another room while Y/n rolled her eyes.

"Good example my—Ms Kim!"

"Good afternoon Y/n, Jungkook." The woman greeted. She was smiling as usual wearing a red pull over and jeans. Her hair was in a ponytail with a red ribbon. She always looked happy which for once was something they had both agreed on, that they both hated how cheery she was. Y/n smiled as sweetly as she could, while Jungkook didn't bother and let his eyes flicker around the room. He remained unfazed as they talked. He hated this place as much as her. But they were here for one reason so being here wouldn't last very long.

"Papa!"

Jungkook whirled his head as a small smile itch it's way to his features. A little girl no bigger than four years old, ran towards him with her arms out. She had curly dark hair with a pink hand band. Her eyes as dark as his, a black ebony color but they twinkled in innocence unlike his. She wore blue short overalls with a pink shirt underneath. Her small ears were pierced. She wore small strawberry earrings that she matched with Jungkook who had one on his left ear while Y/n had one on her right ear.

The small girl ran towards him as Jungkook picked her up almost instantly.

"Hey little bun. How was your day?" His voice came out softer which for whatever reason always made Y/n stop and look at him. He always spoke to his little girl in a soft gentle tone complete contrast when he's speaking with her. Complete contrast when he's speaking with anyone really.

"Good! I learned s-shapes! And colors!" She squealed then pointed to her shirt.

"Pink!"

"Right that's pink. Do you know what color papa is wearing today Anya?" Jungkook asked, playfully squeezing her sides. Anya giggled, pointing to him and Y/n.

"You and Mama are wearing black?" Now she sounded unsure. She pouted, her lips that were pink like Jungkook's. A little mole right under lip just like him. Jungkook flickered his eyes back to Y/n who continued to talk to her teacher. His eyes scanned up and down at her outfit. He had just realized they were both matching. Both in a all black outfits today. Jungkook tore his gaze away and looked back at Anya who still furrowed her eyebrows in thought. She genuinely didn't know and her thinking face was uncanny to Y/n's. Jungkook bit back a smile.

"Yes little bun. We're both wearing black. Who dressed you today? You look so cute." He cooed, placing a kiss on her cheek. Anya smiled widely, pointing towards her mother.

"Mama!"

Hearing her name, Y/n whirled her head as she soften her smile. Unlike like earlier, her smile was genuine.

"Yes baby?"

"Papa asking who dressed me, and I said mama!" Anya giggled happily.

"He said I looked cute!"

"Cause you are cute." Y/n kissed her cheek while Anya giggled again.

'Of course she dressed her, she always dresses Anya in nothing but cute clothes.'

"I see you and Jungkook getting along." Ms Kims' voice made Y/n's eye twitch. Once more she tighten her smile and turned to him. Jungkook wanted to smile at her expression but bit his smile back once more.

'I wanna kill her.' She mouthed at him. Y/n then turned her body to face the teacher, missing the way Jungkook grinned at her remark. Appearances was one thing Y/n was great at, even if she didn't like that person. But with one smile, Jungkook knew her long enough to know rather it was fake or not. Even if the person she was talking to didn't see it.

"We try. But is this really necessary?"

"Of course. You both don't have the best relationship with your parents, so try to set a good example with Anya. Besides, look how happy she is when you guys are together."

Y/n glanced back at her daughter then to Jungkook. He raised an eyebrow when their gaze met. They thought the same thing but didn't even need words to be exchange. They just knew.

"Right. Well thank you for taking care of her. Have a nice day!"

"You too."

Once out of the room Y/n grumbled underneath her breath. Now the long hallway echoed of their footsteps while the small muttering of children was heard in the background.

"We get along?"

"As if!" Y/n whirled her head so fast that she nearly got whiplash.

"Stupid daycare! We're finding another one. It's none of her business about how we do things. What a nosy—"

"Language princess."

"I should be telling you that." Y/n lightly smacked his arm while Anya had giggled at the weird face her mother did. Jungkook kissed Anya's cheek with a smile.

"Your mother is goofy isn't she?"

"Yup!"

Y/n lightly glared at Jungkook before sighing not having any energy to fight with Jungkook. Once out side, Y/n walked to Jungkook's pitch black car that nearly matched his all black outfit. She was about to comment on it but one look at her outfit made her shut up real quick. Besides, even though she hates that daycare teacher, she was right about thing, they shouldn't fight in front of Anya.

Jungkook opened his car before setting Anya down in her car seat. She was smiling wide, humming to a tone she heard in class. Jungkook once more kissed her cheek as she giggled. He then moved out of the way for Y/n to do the same. Y/n stroke her hair with a soft smile.

"Be good with papa okay? Behave. I'll see you next week baby." Y/n said firmly but her voice was soft. Anya happily smiled, kissing her mother's cheek. She bounced in her car seat.

"Bye mama!"

"Bye baby." Y/n leaned back and closed the door. She then looked at Jungkook who was just waiting for the nagging Y/n always gave him whenever it was his turn to watch their daughter. He was leaning against the car with a blank stare.

"Don't give me that look. I just need to make sure she's on a schedule." Y/n huffed. That look was all too familiar to her. Jungkook rolled his eyes, crossing his arms over his chest.

"She's four years old. I think the last thing she's thinking about is being organized. That's just you."

"I'm teaching her to be organized. Everything needs to be in a proper schedule where everything's balanced and precise. And I am not getting this argument with you." Y/n gritted through her teeth. Once more did Jungkook roll his eyes but he grinned. An amusement look twinkled in his eyes.

"Right because having Anya was definitely on your schedule. On your life plan. Same goes for meeting me right?"

"You—your the idiot that got me pregnant!" Y/n flume. She doesn't quite understand but she always loses her cool with Jungkook. She was always good at keeping her emotions in check but never around Jungkook. She blows up like a volcano and it seems that Jungkook enjoyed doing so.

"Princess, it takes two people to make one baby. I didn't do anything without your consent." Jungkook grinned, playfully tapping under her chin. Y/n's face burned, stepping back from him with a glare.

"You—scruffy looking scoundrel!"

Jungkook chuckled, leaning closer towards her face.

"But you liked this scoundrel. And let's not forget this scruffy looking man, is your baby daddy."

Y/n bit her lip as she stepped back once more. She pushed him back with a frown.

"Alright! Enough. Seriously. That was years ago, I don't like you like that anymore. We only see each other for Anya's sake. I'm engaged and you are most likely do what you do best, sleep around with woman." Y/n said casually. Jungkook's playful aura dimmed. His emotionless expression came back once more. He leaned back, shoving his hands in his pockets. He didn't say anything while Y/n took that as a sign to continue.

"Now on Wednesday, Anya has a doctors appointment. At 9 am, so no shenanigans the night before. Please don't forget about it. Her bedtime is at 8 latest is 9. No later than that Jungkook. Also she's really obsessed with dinosaurs lately so she only wants Dino nuggets. She likes watching dinosaur movies so put on those. Ah! Also—"

Jungkook really wasn't paying attention. He probably should, he knew that but he couldn't help but admire the way she rambled on and on. Her voice wasn't getting through his ears but his eyes had only focused on her. The way she moved her hands as she spoke. The way she gave him her undivided attention. Her small mannerisms that he had grew to love.

'Once. You loved once.'

Jungkook felt the familiar ache spread in his chest the moment she mentioned her fiancé. He had to put his hands in his pockets otherwise she would've seen how his hand had clench into a fist. How much it pained him. How much he still loved her.

"Yeah yeah. Don't you have a wedding to prepare? Stop acting like this is my first time taking her. She'll be fine." Jungkook cut off her rambling despite him wanting her to continue. Even the word 'wedding' left a bitter taste in his mouth. Y/n stopped talking with a frown.

"I know she'll be fine. Your the only other person I trust her with besides myself. I'm just telling you what she has this week." Y/n said not even realizing the effect her words had on him. He momentarily froze. His dark eyes flickering to her frowning face. No he shouldn't be surprise. He is Anya's father. Why wouldn't she trust him?

'Because she trusts me even though she knows what I do.'

"What? So you don't even trust your lover boy? That's gonna cause some marriage problems in the future." Jungkook said with a sly grin. He was half kidding. Hence, half.

"I don't trust anyone with my kid that isn't her parents. If my fiancé doesn't respect that then he could die in a ditch. Your Anya's dad. Her only dad and that's how I want to keep it. She doesn't need complex issues on who's her father. Me being married to someone who isn't her father, isn't going to change the fact your her father. I would've consider it if you weren't in her life. But you are in her life. You are there for her." Y/n said placing her hands on her hips like it was the most obvious thing. Once again her words warmed his heart. How badly did he want to grab her face and kiss her lips. But he refrained, only blankly staring at her while his mind wonder.

"It's nothing personal to him. I just have trust issues. Now I gotta go before my office starts calling me. So—" Y/n had absentmindedly kissed his cheek in a rush. She glanced at her watch then waved at Anya who was in the car. Jungkook felt the tips of his ears burn. But his expression was still blank. He stood up straight and starting walking towards the driver seat. Y/n step back from his car. She turned her heel to start walking.

"Oh! Also, if you ever need an hour or two for your job, just drop off Anya at my office." Y/n shouted. Jungkook nodded then slipped into his car. He started the engine and slam the door shut. Anya watched him with a big smile. She had watched the whole thing from inside the car. She never understood some words that they spoke about but she did find it enduring when her parents weren't so aggressive with each other. Jungkook didn't even know as he slammed his forehead against the wheel.

"Mama kissed papa! Just like papa kisses Anya's cheekies!" Anya giggled. Jungkook blushed as he whirled his head so fast.

"Bunny, don't say that in front of mama? Okay?"

Anya giggled and covered her mouth. Almost like she was keeping herself from saying that.

"Just like I can't tell mama, papa loves her and Anya?"Anya whispered. Jungkook's blush deepen as he cleared his throat.

"Right precious. We pinky promised, remember?"

Anya nodded happily.

"Good. Now let's go eat and then to the park." Jungkook put on his seatbelt while Anya gasped in excitement.

"Park! Can we bring Bam?"

Jungkook gave his famous bunny smile as he looked through his rear mirror to nod his head.

"Yes precious we can bring Bam."

"Yay! Bam! Bam!" Anya shouted happily. Jungkook leaned back into his seat as he started driving. He moved out of the parking lot then into the streets. He stared forward while his daughter in the back sang along the song playing through the radio. It hurt him to not have Y/n by his side. To not have her here with him with Anya singing in the back while he drove.

He wanted her.

'Selfish. Still not satisfied? You are the leader of the biggest mafia with everyone fearing you. You have money, anything at your disposal, and yet, you want to be with the mother of your child? You know how many people wouldn't even bat an eye? Your lucky enough to even be around your daughter but you still want your ex girlfriend?'

His eyes glanced up at his rear mirror to once more look at Anya. She was clapping her hands while giggling. Her big smile was nearly uncanny to Y/n's. His eyes then flickered back to the road. He gripped the steering wheel.

'Yeah. Is that selfish?'

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"But Papa! I don't want to go to sleep!" Anya whined. She currently was sitting in Jungkook's apartment. It was 9 at night. The moon was out and the wind blew passed the night. He had many things to finish before the morning came. Anya was sitting on the couch, pouting while the Doberman laid next to her. He laid his head on her lap while Anya played with his ears. She had just finished watching some dinosaur movie. Her little socks had T-Rex's on them which Jungkook found absolutely adorable. Jungkook had took off his jacket, now only wearing a black t shirt that showcase his tattoos on his right arm. He had just gotten up to turn off the TV.

"Lil bun, you know your mama wants you sleeping at this time." Jungkook said. He picked her up while she continued to whine. Bam jumped off the couch and followed Jungkook to her room. Despite putting up such a fight earlier about it with Y/n, Jungkook actually follows the schedule through. But he would never tell Y/n that.

"But mama's not here! One more movie! Please papa?" Anya pouted, clasping her hands together as she made the biggest puppy eyes she could muster. Jungkook glanced at her. He was nearly tempted to say yes but he had so much work to finish. She needed to be asleep.

"No. Bedtime. Tomorrow we could watch another movie." Jungkook said firmly. Anya whined again, laying her chin in his shoulder as she sulk.

"Fine. Promise?"

Jungkook halt his steps to holding his pinky out. He held her with one arm while Anya also held her pinky out. Jungkook locked their pinkies together with a smile.

"Pinky promise bunny."

Anya seem pleased with that answer and went back to snuggling against him. She hid her face into his neck with a tired yawn.

"Okay we watch movie tomorrow."

Jungkook chuckled and rubbed her back.

"Don't fall asleep yet. You need to change."

Anya whined again but nodded. Jungkook walked into her room that was right across his. It was pink colored with white furniture. Lots of bunnies filled her bed and toys. She had a nightlight plugged in that was shaped as a heart. Her bed was neat and made. They were pink as well, decorated with flowers and bunnies. Jungkook set her down on the bed. Anya yawned, tiredly rubbing her eye. Bam had followed her in the room and jumped on her bed. Jungkook turned to her drawer and searched for her pajamas. Once he found them, he walked towards her.

"Alright precious, come on change real quick then you can go to sleep." Jungkook urges while holding up her pajama shirt. Anya frowned but did as she was told. She took off her shirt and overalls, letting her father dress her while she dozed off. She laid her head on his arm, blinking her eyes slowly. Only moving when her father told her so. Jungkook helped her put on her pants then scoped her up once more. He rocked her to sleep as if she was still a baby but Anya didn't mind. She only snuggled into his chest once more. She closed her eyes and instantly fell asleep.

Jungkook then placed her back down on her bed. He slowly laid her small body on the mattress. He then pulled the cover up to cover her. Jungkook reached out and turned off her light. He stood up straight with a small smile.

"Night precious."

His eyes then flicker to his dog who snuggled close to her small body. His head was still up while looking at his owner.

"Watch her. If anyone tries coming in, kill them." Jungkook warned. Strangely, the dog understood and lowered his head on his paws. Jungkook nodded to himself then left her room. He closed the door as quietly as he could. Jungkook stepped back with a long heavy sigh.

"Now the real work begins."

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"No! That was not on our schedule! Tell him he must follow the schedule through otherwise there is no deal." Y/n huffed through her phone. She was driving back home with her assistant who was on her passenger seat. He smiled wearily while clutching onto the books he held. He wore a white dress shirt with a black tie. His hair was freshly dyed a soft blonde. His plump pink lips pulled into an awkward smile. His glasses on his nose while he took glances at her.

"Screw it, tell him has four days to fix this or the deal is off." Y/n then hung up the phone and threw her phone in the back seats. Her assistant flinched with wide eyes. He would never get used to her temper.

"Everything good Ms L/n?"

"No! Min Industries didn't keep their end of the deal and is now screwing everything up! That stupid Min Yoongi never follows along the schedule I made to avoid all this! Now we're losing money too fast." Y/n hissed out in frustration. Her assistant grimaced, slightly fearful. Not only for him but also for his life. Y/n knew how to keep up with appearances but once behind closed doors, her temper would easily slip if she was frustrated. Only two people has ever seen her like that. And frankly he wish he wasn't that second person.

"He has exactly four days or I'm pulling the company. I'm not pairing with a company that can't follow simple instructions. Park, any calls I get from him during office hours, just send them straight to voicemail. If he asks just say I'm working." Y/n gripped her steering wheel while glaring at the road. Jimin gulped with a nod.

"Alright. Bad day Y/n?"

Y/n sighed heavily, slumping her shoulders.

"Yeah. Sorry."

"No reason to apologize. Was it Jungkook?"

Y/n shook her head, stopping at a red light. She place her palm on her face with a grumble.

"For once, it's not that scoundrel. It's my fiancé."

Jimin pushed his glasses upwards with a slow nod.

"What did he do?"

"It's what he doesn't do. I'm a CEO of my fathers multi millionaire construction company, I don't have time to make calls for the wedding or anything like that. I told him to call the venue to make sure we have it booked. And he didn't, so now we have to move the wedding date. Again." Y/n groaned.

"Taehyung really isn't taking this wedding seriously is he?" Jimin asked. Y/n sighed heavily as she shook his head.

"No. He doesn't take anything serious. I have to take charge. And he gets jealous so easily. He's always like why are you with Jungkook? Are you going alone? Does he have to see you now? Can't I come with you? It's always all those questions like you stupid motherf*cker he's my baby daddy! It's his turn to watch Anya! There's no reason for you to come with me!" Y/n growled out. The moment the light turned green, she pressed on the gas paddle. Jimin fell back with wide eyes. His head bumping against the head seat. Now he really was fearful for his life.

"Y-Y/n—"

"It's always why can't I watch Anya? Why don't you let me stay with Anya? Why does Jungkook have to be with her? What don't you trust me with Anya? Like idiot! Anya doesn't even like you!" Y/n press on the gas harder. Jimin swallowed thickly, smacking her arm.

"Y/n—"

"Like ugh! Stupid Kim Taehyung! He might be organized but he's not Jungkook so he needs to stop acting like it!" Y/n suddenly pressed on the brakes. She panted heavily when the light turned red. She gripped her steering wheel with a frown.

"But isn't that a good thing?" Jimin asked quietly once his heart calmed down from the sudden fright. Y/n tensed and looked at her assistant and friend. Her friend she's had for years. His eyebrows were furrowed slightly.

"What?"

"Not him acting like Jungkook I mean, him being organized? You are a very organized Y/n. You keep things in a specific order while Jungkook usually just winged it. Isn't that what you hated about Jungkook? Why are you hating the fact Taehyung is organized?"

"It's not that Jimin. He's just trying too hard. I don't like try hards. I like—"

"Scoundrels?"

Y/n felt her cheeks flare up.

"If I recall correctly, the reason you dated Jungkook was because he was a scoundrel. You knew your father hated his type. Especially since he's part of a mafia." Jimin said as he pushed up his glasses once more. Y/n looked at the road again waiting for the light to turn green. Jimin was the only person who truly knew what Jungkook's job was.

"Which I don't understand Y/n. How can you trust him with Anya?"

"He's her dad. Why wouldn't I?" Y/n now looked at Jimin once more. She always have this conversation with him. She didn't like it but Jimin never understood how she was so willingly to trust him.

"He's part of a mafia. He could one day use Anya against you. You have a lot of money, isn't that why he dated you in the first place?"

Y/n froze, her hands gripping the steering wheel tight. It's been years but Y/n would never forget when she found out. She was a naive 20 year old who had begged and pleaded her father for her to take over the company. She was his only daughter and child. She was the only heir to the company. But he was hesitant to hand it over simply because she was born a girl. Y/n didn't have the best relationship with any of her parents but her father was the one she tolerates the most. Her parents were strict and sheltered her most of her life. She was clueless to how the world even worked. Many people had wanted her head for what her father had done to them. But she didn't know that because she never had to worry about anyone lifting a finger on her. Money came in handy and protected her most of her life.

After years of begging and pleading, her father had decided she would take over the company. His multi millionaire construction company. But before any of that could even happen, she had to study hard and be in the office with her father everyday until she got the company under her name. She was spoiled and rich, but she was still so naive. She understand nothing about the world. She had her whole life planned out since the moment she was born, she wasn't used to delays or bumps that life throws at her. Everything always went her way, all she had to do was tell her father and he'll make it happen. There was absolutely nothing Y/n couldn't ask for that her father wouldn't give.

That was until she met Jungkook.

Y/n had met him at a charity event that he tried to bomb. At the time, she wasn't aware he was trying to bomb it. Years later she would find out Jungkook was trying to kill a rich man who had owed the mafia money and it was his duty to kill him. He did kill him however not bombing him, but Jungkook brutally murdered him. He was disguised as one of the guests. That charming smile is what lured her in. She should've turned the other way the moment she saw that lip piercing twinkle under the light. But like a fly to honey, she was drawn to him. Didn't help how charming he was, smiling and knowing exactly what to say to her at all the right times. It was almost like he knew her. Maybe he did, perhaps knew what kind of person she was. Her father had strongly opposed him. But Y/n didn't want him to say a thing when for years he would cheat on her mother. So she ignored the warnings her father gave and still talked to Jungkook.

Jungkook was a wild card. He never planned anything, he always just winged it. Complete contrast to Y/n who had always planned everything in her life. At the time she met him, he wasn't the leader of the mafia but just a lower ranked member. But in a span of a year that she met him, he became one. He taught her how everything couldn't be planned and somethings just happen out of the blue. That some things didn't even need a plan, sometimes you just had to relax. He was so charming and sweet that was just no way a woman wouldn't fall for him.

She fell over the heels for him.

The warnings. She ignored every single warning anybody gave her. If anyone told her different she would deny all of them, claiming they didn't know him. Which was true to some degree but in peoples eyes, it looked like he was using her for her money. She was rich after all and everyone wanted their hands on her money. And maybe he was or wasn't, Y/n never wanted to know the answer. She always looked the other way, never asking him if the rumors were true or not. She was so naive.

It didn't take long for them to start dating. When that had happened, everything started falling apart. Her father strip her of her money, her life plan, everything. Once she lost everything, Jungkook had suddenly broke up with her. He never stated why or any explanation. He just told her coldly with the most stoic expression she's ever seen. She felt used. Only for months later to find out she was pregnant with his child. She was alone and scared, having no choice but to run to her father and beg forgiveness.

That never happened.

Her father ended up with a terrible sickness and was forced to hand her the company name. That's how she was able to stand up on her own now. The only difference is, she refuses to relay on any man. She never even told her father about Anya, no one knows about Anya from the public. As far as they are concerned, she has no child.

Somehow during her 6 month of being pregnant, Jungkook had found out. He showed up one day at her door, asking why she didn't tell him. Y/n never answered him and cried for hours. Y/n wasn't sure what compelled him, but he stayed with her until Anya was born. Maybe it was out of pity, maybe he wanted her money. Y/n never knew but she didn't dare question it because at that time, she still loved him. She never fully forgave him for what he did, but she was so easily swayed with how quick he was to be in her life.

For Anya's life.

He might've hurt her in the past and people saying she shouldn't trust him, but how can she not? He's still there for their daughter and helps Y/n to pay for Anya's expenses. He is trustworthy despite what he does, she knows he genuinely cares for Anya. Even if he hurt her in the past, she could see the effort he puts for Anya. What was there not to trust?

"Even if that was the case, he would never use Anya against me. He loves Anya as much as I do. I know the stuff he's done to me, still hurts, but he genuinely cares for Anya. I'm only seeing him for Anya's sake. Not my sake." Y/n explained, looking into her friend's eyes. Jimin thinned his lips. He felt like it was her dating Jungkook all over again. He remember how that ended, her pregnant and losing everything. But Y/n was stubborn and never easily swayed. Hence why it took her two years to even start dating again.

"But Y/n—"

Y/n's phone rang. The familiar sound of the spider man theme echoed in the car. Y/n blinked, unbuckling her seat beat as she reached for her phone. A picture of a spider man meme popped up in her phone with the name 'scoundrel'.

"Are gonna answer that?" Jimin raised an eyebrow as he pushed up his glasses once more. Even though he found Jungkook's picture odd even more so with the ringtone she had for him. Y/n nodded slowly as she answered the phone. She subconsciously tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. Jimin stared at her, biting back a sigh. She would do the same every time he called back when they were dating. Rather she was aware she still did it or not, Jimin didn't know.

"Hello? Jungkook? What happened? Why are you calling me so late—"

"F*ck! She's gone! I don't know where is she! They f*cking took her. Bam is hurt and she's gone. F*ck F*ck F*ck!"

Y/n felt her stomach drop. Jungkook was always more composed than her, hearing him panic only made her nerves worsen.

"What do you mean?! Jungkook!"

"F*ck! Princess they took her!"

"Took who Jungkook?"

Her heart thumped loudly in her ears while her breath quicken.

"Anya, princess they f*cking took Anya."

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Y/n's car screeched to halt, stepping out of the vehicle and slamming the door shut. She ran to Jungkook, not sure if she was angry or scared. Not sure if she was angry at him or the people who took her. So many emotions overwhelmed her even more so the moment she saw Jungkook. He's her father, he was supposed to take care of Anya.

Jungkook was standing outside of his apartment building. He already told his gang to be on stand by. She could tell by the way he rolled his tongue inside his cheek that was agitated with the situation. Y/n jerked him backwards while he was speaking. Jungkook was now facing her, her eyes filled with fear and anger. The words getting stuck in his throat.

"Princess I—"

"Who the hell took her!? Huh?! Weren't you watching her?! If you needed to go to your job why didn't you just call me! I'll drop everything to be with Anya!" Y/n shouted. She heard Jimin run towards her and his men looking right at her. Jungkook released a heavy sigh. No one dared to say a thing. Everyone feared both of their wrath's.

"I don't know who took her. Princess I just know that I was gone for only ten minutes and I come back and my home was a mess with Anya missing. Bam was hurt—"

"Bam!? He was hurt!? Jungkook what the hell!? Why weren't you watching her!? Jungkook why!?"

"Why what? Look it's my fault fine, whatever. But I'm doing everything I can to find the son of b*tch that took her."

"But why would they take her!? No one knew about her! No one knows who's daughter she is!" Y/n was shouting at his face while everyone stood quiet. It was late at night the moon high. Jungkook felt his heart ache and grow heavier once more. This is why he was even wary to tell her. But it's not like he could hide it from her, that's her daughter too.

"Y/n, you know why. She's my daughter and yours. There's going to be many people who would want her."

"But no one knows she's our kid! No one! Only me, you and Jimin. That's it! Everyone else think she's just mine or I don't even have a kid. So who?" She had now desperately cling onto his shirt. Her eyes twinkling with tears that refused to fall. Jungkook sighed glancing behind his shoulder at his men. They couldn't see him be soft for her. Besides they were still outside, so many eyes could be anywhere. He was tempted to hold her and make her tears go away. But too many people were looking.

Jungkook took her wrists and took them off his shirt. He harden his expression while taking a step back. Y/n flinched with wide eyes. She nearly reached out to him but quickly stopped herself. She quickly looked away while biting her trembling lips.

"Look I don't know who took her, I'll try to find her as fast as I can. I just need you to keep the cops away. They never do anything. They will just get in the way. If they can't even catch me, how are they gonna find a four year old?" Jungkook said with a lazy shrug with a hint of venom in his voice. His expressionless face came back once more. Y/n turned away, having to recompose herself.

"Right. Okay. Just get it done." Y/n turned the other way and looked at Jimin.

"Cancel this weeks plans."

"But your wedding—"

"That could wait. I need to find Anya. She's my number one priority. Besides, Taehyung isn't taking it seriously so putting it on hold won't affect him." Y/n spoke calmly. She walked to her car ignoring the way people stared at her. Jimin followed behind her but not without glancing at Jungkook who remained emotionless.

"If you find her, call me. I'll be looking for her in my own way." Y/n then slipped in her car and shut the door. Jungkook watched as she pulled out of the drive away and drove away. His heart couldn't stop thumping even as her car disappeared. But at least she knew what he meant.

'I'll help you, but there's too many eyes.'

'Okay. Then met me at my apartment in an hour. I'm helping you. You can not say no, I'm doing this regardless your answer.'

Jungkook felt his lips twitch into a grin. Simple stuff like that had always reminded him why he fell so hard for her. Good thing she understood his random mood change otherwise this would've been a lot harder. Jungkook then turned to face his men once more, going back to his cold face. He had work to do and people to kill.

He means that literally not figuratively.

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Y/n dropped off Jimin then drove back to her apartment. She slammed her door shut and walked towards her apartment door that was up a couple of stairs. So much emotions had overwhelmed her. She wanted to cry and scream at Jungkook. But the look in his eyes, he was so hurt and scared. He was as scared as her. She wanted to blame him but she didn't even get to hear his reasoning first. She tried to calm her flaming storm that stir inside her. She was angry. Someone really had the audacity to take her baby.

Y/n walked in her apartment, shutting the door closed. The lights were on with the heater running. The soft hum echoed in the small apartment. Actually Y/n hated apartments but she hated that large mansion her father left her even more. She'll tolerate the apartment for now until she gets married. Y/n took off her shoes and hung up her coat. She glanced at the couch where Jungkook was already sitting. He was hunched over with his elbows on his knees, lost in thought. Y/n could never get used to his 'Batman' moments. He would literally just pop out of nowhere.

'I probably left the window open.'

"You left the window open. That's how I got in since you never give me your key." Jungkook said, flickering his dark eyes to her. He leaned his head back just to stare at her.

'I knew it. Now he's gonna say it's dangerous leaving the window open.'

"Leaving windows is dangerous princess." Jungkook got up and walked to her. Y/n immediately looked away as she crossed her arms. Rather Y/n admit it or not, she knew Jungkook too well.

"No you just have an obsession with windows. Now have you found anything yet?"

Jungkook let out a heavy sigh as he shook his head.

"Nothing princess. I think someone rich took her. Any cameras and witnesses I'm looking for, are gone. Vanish. I live in a heavily populated neighborhood for this reason and your telling me not one person saw a man or anyone climb to my apartment?" Jungkook scoffed, leaning his body against the couch. He place both hands on the rim while leaning slightly forward. He looked just as angry as her. He looked like he wanted to kill someone. Except he would.

"Nothing? At all? Jungkook why didn't you call me earlier if you needed to go to work?" Y/n asked with pain straining her voice. She reached out and clutched his shirt. Her glossy eyes had returned. This time Jungkook could melt and hold her. No eyes were watching them but them two. Jungkook gently wrapped his fingers around her wrist. His thumb caressing the back of her hand.

'Because everyone told me you were with him. I hate him, if I even see him, I'm going to kill him.'

"It was only for a little while. 30 minutes at most. I wasn't gone long. Besides, you had a deal to go through today. I didn't want to bother you." Jungkook said trying to cover his slightly wavering voice.

"But you know I would drop everything for Anya. You could've said something! Do you know exactly what happened?" Y/n's voice came out soft and shaky. She looked down to their hands.

"I know you would, that's the reason I didn't bother you. Besides she was sleeping. Anyways someone broke in the front door when I was gone. Bam had attacked the person but it costed him his leg. When I came back the house was a wreck and Bam was whimpering. God I know it was my fault, I shouldn't have left. But it was in important thing and ugh—" Jungkook shook his head, stepping away from her.

"Look I'll find her. I just need you to keep the police out of my hair. People might die and I don't them looking in to it." He moved away from her started walking towards her refrigerator. Y/n followed him, and for once she wasn't going to disagree with him. She had secretly hoped he killed whoever took her baby away. Jungkook opened the refrigerator and grabbed two bottle waters. He handed one to her as she took it. He then opened his and started chugging it down. Y/n looked at her water bottle, lightly squeezing it.

"Okay. I'll try. But I'm helping too."

Jungkook closed his water bottle. He chuckled dryly, slamming his water bottle down a little too hard in the counter. Y/n flinched slightly but continued to stare at him with a determined look.

"No your not. Your just going to keep the dogs away while I look."

"She's my daughter too you know! I'm helping!"

"You are helping, by keeping the dogs away."

"Jungkook."

"Princess, no."

"I am."

Jungkook leaned close to her face while she glared at him. She ignored her racing heart. Jungkook returned her glare, slapping his hand on the counter. She was now trapped between him. She swallowed but didn't waver her glare the slightest.

"Your not princess. I don't need—"

'I don't need them taking you too.'

"—someone who's only going to get in my way. So no, just stay back and let me handle this."

Y/n glared at him, frowning. She then scoffed and leaned close to him only for him to lean back.

"Like you said, it takes two people to have one baby. So she's mine too." She then grabbed his collar. She pulled his face closer to her.

"So shut up! I'm helping regardless so stop being an a**hat and just suck it up pretty boy!" Y/n then jerked him back, stomping to her room. Jungkook felt his cheeks burn at the nickname. He's always called her nicknames but her calling him one? He might just die a little.

Jungkook ruffled his dark hair with a airy chuckle. He leaned against the counter as he stared at her door. He smiled shyly, his teeth flashing as his face turn red once more. He then walked to her room, lightly tapping his knuckles against it. He could hear her angrily shuffling through her room.

"What!?"

"Aw is princess snappy?"

"Again with that nickname! Stop it already!"

Jungkook laid his forehead against the white door, some of his bangs moved out of his face and showed his forehead. He set his hand on her doorknob. His expression soften.

"Do you remember why I call you that?"

He heard her shuffling stop. Almost like he could just imagine her freezing.

"I called you princess because you had told me you wanted to go live in a castle—"

"Stop."

"—and you had considered me your Prince Charming who had saved you from the tower. Then you had wished—"

"Jungkook, stop."

"—that we would get married and have those fairy tale wedding's because you were a princess. And a princess deserves the—"

"JUNGKOOK!"

Jungkook stopped, staring at the white door. His hands gripped the doorknob.

"We are not dating anymore. We are not together so stop with that name already. I was stupid, naive and young. That cost me everything. I know better now. For one I am not a princess, there's no castle and there's certainly no ever after. We are just together for the sake of Anya who is currently missing. Out of this relationship we both know I'm not the one who lost feelings, it was you." Her voice was venomous and Jungkook knew he pushed too far. He thinned his lips before angrily kicking the door. He glared at the white wood, the very thing that separated them. His emotions now burst out of control.

"I didn't lose feelings!"

'What are you doing!?'

"I didn't then and I don't now."

'Stop! She won't care!'

"I still f*cking love you."

'She hates you!'

"I don't want you helping cause I'm scared they are going to be after you next!"

'Compose yourself!'

"They took Anya, she was precious to me because she was all I had of you! I can't stomach them taking you too!!"

'She's not worth it!'

"Your mine. Mine! I had you first, I loved you first, and that baby is mine. Therefore your mine."

'Stop talking! She's not yours!'

"It's not fair you go make out with another man when your mine! You know how I hate it when people touch and take what's mine!"

'Whatever. She's mine. Stop denying it.'

"Your mine, princess. Mine to keep, mine to love and mine to marry. If that little bastard touches you again, I'm breaking his damn arm." Jungkook growled out. His voice had came out rough and nearly possessive. Scratch that, very possessive. Y/n opened her door. Her expression was unreadable but that didn't waver Jungkook even the slightest.

"I am not yours—"

"You were and you are now."

"I'm getting married Jungkook, you can't just confess now. We're looking for Anya that's it!" Y/n had now had a fuming expression. She gritted through her teeth the longer she stared at him.

Jungkook glared down at her, having to grip the doorframe in frustration. Y/n flinched slightly hearing the doorframe crack at his grip.

"Get married to him, and I'll let the whole world know about Anya. Even your father." Jungkook let go of the door frame then walked away. Y/n felt her eyes widen as she started following him.

"No your not! Who the hell you think you are—!"

Jungkook stopped suddenly and turned to her. He gripped her chin to force her to look at him. This person was the person Y/n had never liked. His possessive side, the side that was always completely unreasonable. He was always like this for as long as she could remember the only difference was when they broke up, she never saw that side again. This could be his breaking point and that sent shivers down her spine.

"I'm your boyfriend. If you have a problem with it, I will kill Kim Taehyung. I'm in a killing mood, I can't find my daughter and my lovely girlfriend is being her lovely self. At this point I'm willing to kill anyone since no one knows where's my daughter is, my precious thing I have left of you. I will kill him if I find out you even dared to look at him. How about you focus that cute head of yours on finding Anya, Hmm?" Jungkook gave a smile but his eyes held a dark look. It made her freeze. Those eyes were enough to warn her. He might've had a baby face but those dark eyes always held something darker and she just pushed him to the edge. She remained quiet, averting her eyes anywhere but his dark abyss ones. She clenched her jaw but still refused to look at him.

Jungkook leaned in to give her a peck on her lips and let go of her chin. He pulled back while she refused to look at him.

"You understand?"

Y/n inhaled sharply then nodding slowly afterwards. She wanted to glare at him, wanted to slap him, scream at him. But she melted the moment his lips met hers for that one second. She couldn't even believe herself. The tips of her ears felt hot. She felt Jungkook lean down to kiss her head while his hand slipped behind her neck. His hands always felt warm, even now as it slipped behind her neck. She shivered a little but refused to look at him. She might actually melt and kiss him.

'Your engaged. Pull yourself together.'

Jungkook lightly pressed his lips behind her ear. This made her tensed. She felt his lip piercing brush against her ear, the coolness not even cooling her warm ears.

'This f*cker knows. He knows his effect. F*ck him.'

Y/n shut her eyes close, the thumping in her chest grew louder. She felt him trail his lips down to her from her ear to her jaw then to her neck. She was stiff. But the tips of ears and cheeks grew hotter. She cursed him once more in her head. She wasn't even helping her case by not telling him to stop.

He place one kiss. Then two, three, then too many that Y/n lost count. He had tilted her neck as he kept going. Every kiss he place, left tingles in her skin. Y/n bit her lip and almost instantly grabbed his wrist. That stopped him for a moment. He leaned back slightly to glance at her. Y/n looked at him with eyes that cause warmth to spread in his chest. She wanted to speak but the words caught up in her throat. She let out a shaky breath before looking away once more.

"Want me to stop?"

'Say yes.'

"No." She whispered out. She now nervously squeezed his wrist. His hand tickle behind her neck making her flustered. Memories of them dating flood through her. Whenever they did argue, Jungkook would do the same. In other words, this was Jungkook's way of apologizing. Now what exactly was he apologizing, Y/n didn't know. Because the way his eyes had darken earlier, she knew he wasn't apologizing for what he said. He meant every word.

Jungkook leaned back to her neck, this time slipping his hands around her waist to pull her close. Every logic and sense of reality faded away. His butterfly kisses melting her heart each time. She clutched onto his shirt with her fingers wrinkling the fabric.

"Do you love him?"

His voice startled her. His hot breath fanning her neck but he didn't move. Y/n tried to look at him but he only held her closer and tighter. Her hands traveled to his biceps, playing with his shirt sleeves between her fingertips. Her eyes were hooded while she looked at nothing particular. She was in a daze, blinking mindlessly.

"Who?"

"Taehyung."

Y/n bit her lip, chewing it anxiously.

'Tell him. This is your chance. Tell him yes. Hurt him as much as he hurt you. Remember? After you guys broke up, he found another girl? Remember? Tell him! Hurt him! He hurt you so much you cried and starved yourself for days before you had to pull yourself back together for Anya's sake. Tell him.'

"Why does it matter?"

'Why are you avoiding the question!? Tell him!'

Jungkook place one last kiss on her neck then pulled away. This time he looked in her eyes but his hands remained on her waist.

"Because I need to know if I should stop or not. I'm a scoundrel, but I still love you. I need to know so I don't hurt you later."

'Tell him! Say yes! Then push him away! Anya is kidnapped for gods sake! All because of him! Because he's irresponsible—'

"No I don't. B-but—" Her words were faded away as Jungkook had leaned in and place his lips over hers. His arms went around her, kissing her feverishly. He tilted his head just slightly to kiss her better. She had stiffen, making a small surprise noise. She felt dizzy. Those emotions she tried to bury, fizzled out. Her feelings overflowing. She ignored the small voice in her head and wrapped her arms around his neck to pull him closer. Her hands reaching behind his neck to gently tug his hair. That only cause him to hold her even closer with their bodies perfectly molding together. He didn't hold back, kissing her roughly and feverishly. Not like she was stopping it.

Their feverish kiss was interrupted by Jungkook's phone ringing. He groaned in annoyance, the sound vibrating on Y/n's lips. He pulled away, grabbing his phone. Y/n was breathless, looking before he could see how flush she got. Jungkook answered his phone, still one arm wrapped around her waist. Not like she was going to run off anyway.

"Yes?"

"Boss, we found a compliance."

"But?"

"He won't speak. But we have evidence that he helped kidnapped your daughter sir. We require your assistance."

Jungkook's eyes darken to a cold empty look. He clenched and unclenched his jaw repeatedly. Thank goodness Y/n never has gotten him that mad. Her hands slipped down to his chest while the conversation peeked her interest.

"Okay. I'm coming. Take him to the chamber."

"Yes boss."

Jungkook hung up on the phone and place it back in his pocket. His eyes traveled down to Y/n's gaze.

"Sorry princess, I have to go." Jungkook quickly kissed her cheek and let her go. Y/n watched him look for his jacket. Once he found it on the couch, he grabbed it.

"What happened?"

"They found someone. He's not speaking so it's my job to make him speak." Jungkook threw her a grin as he slipped on his jacket. Y/n grabbed his arm making himself stop his movements.

"Anything I could do?"

"You can stay here and be pretty." Jungkook teased then he kissed her cheek once more but Y/n didn't find that amusing at all.

"Jungkook."

"I'm kidding princess. Most likely I'm going to kill him but if I find out his name, I want you to look into it. Okay?"

Y/n nodded, pecking his lips. Jungkook smiled so wide his face started to scrunch up to a familiar bunny grin. Y/n couldn't help but laugh. He looked so scary with tattoos, dark hair and only ever wears black, is part of a large mafia, yet he was softest and sweetest person she knew. That bunny grin was always something she adored.

"Also no cops. Or I'm killing them too." Jungkook warned. Y/n sighed while she rolled her eyes at his dramatic comment.

"Yeah okay. I'll be here if you need me." Y/n waved him away as if they didn't just kiss minutes before.

"Love you princess." Jungkook shouted with a laugh. He open the door and left before Y/n could even yell at him. Y/n gasped with wide eyes.

"You—scruffy looking nerf hoarder!"

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"P-Please stop!"

Jungkook blankly stared at the squirming victim. His white shirt was now stained with crimson blood that wasn't his own. He held a crowbar on his right hand, his fingertips coating the same scarlet color. The smell of blood burned his nostrils but it was a smell he was all too familiar with. A man with dirty black locks and pale bruised skin, was tied on the ground. The room was cold and the ground soaked his blood. He was shaking and trembling, begging for Jungkook to stop.

"I'll stop if you tell me what you know." Jungkook swing the crowbar onto his shoulder, his voice cold and dark like the room that was barely lit. No one was in the room besides them two.

"B-But I swear! I don't know anything!" The man cried. Jungkook tilted his head to the side. He lowered the crowbar as he tighten his grip around it.

"Not a thing? Not a single thing? Let me try again, do you or do you not know Anya Jeon?" Jungkook asked with a light growl. The man bit his trembling lip, almost like he was going to spill it but something was stopping him.

"No? Alright guess we have to do this all over again." Jungkook shrugged as he raised the crowbar.

"W—wait! Okay fine! I do!" The man yelled. Jungkook almost left himself smirk but continued to keep his blank stare.

"B—but why does it matter to you? I-it's just a kid." The man quivered nervously. Jungkook lowered his crowbar. He then threw it to the side as he squat down to the man.

"Your right. It's just a kid, barely five years old. Why would the most feared mafia care about her anyway? I'm guessing your friend didn't tell you which props to them for not spilling a secret. But if you want to know so badly," Jungkook reached down and gripped the man's hair to make him look directly at him. His eyes so dark and sinister, the man shuddered in fear.

"That's my daughter. And if she's so much as even scratched, I'm killing you and the son of a b*tch who thought it was funny stealing my little rabbit. If she's even dead, you'll wish you died instead." Jungkook roughly jerked his head back. The man looked more scared than ever, even tears started to leave his wide scared eyes. Jungkook roughly let his head go. He tilted his head once more with a clench jaw.

"I—I didn't know! He o—offered me money! That's why I helped h-him but that's all! Please believe me!" The man cried.

"What's his name?"

"H-huh?"

"His name! What's his name!" Jungkook barked. The man flinched and trembled.

"I don't know!"

"Do I have to this all over again!?" Jungkook grabbed the crowbar, his blank expression crumbled. He was angry. Someone knew that was his kid, someone knew Anya was his daughter despite him being so careful. He was breathing heavily at this point, heaving with anger. All he could think about at the moment is how scared Anya is. Her wide doe eyes filling up with tears as she begs her kidnapper to let her go. Most likely crying and begging for her parents. That's all that's driven him. The man squirmed and quickly shook his head.

"N-No!"

"Then!?"

"He goes by Victory! I swear that's all I know!" The man sobbed. Jungkook furrowed his eyebrows for a moment but then his scowl returned.

"If I find out your lying, I'm going to put a bullet through your skull." Jungkook growled. He stood up and walked out of the room. He open and shut the door close.

"Find anything boss?"

Jungkook glanced at the man that stood next to him.

"I did. Find anyone with a alas name of Victory. Any information is fine. We need to work fast, Changkyun." Jungkook said, speeding his steps. Changkyun furrowed his eyebrows slightly.

"Why?"

"Don't you know? If a kid is gone for more then 24 hours, it means their dead."

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Y/n tiredly rubbed her eyes, her eyes burning from staring at the screen for too long. It was around 5 am, nearly 7 hours since she last saw Jungkook. He sent her some information but wasn't a lot to work with. What was worse was the man he brutally hurt, was a man with lots of money. She had to somehow cover that up in case Jungkook decides to kill him.

"I hate money but damn, does it come in handy." She muttered to herself. She leaned back on her chair with a heavy sigh. She wanted to sleep but dread kept her up. They need to find her in the next 17 hours or they wouldn't be looking for a girl but a body.

"No don't think like that. She's fine. She's okay. My baby is alright." Y/n whispered. Her front door then open. She turned to look at her open bedroom door. Just by the sound of footsteps, she knew who it was. Jungkook walked in, now wearing new clothes. A black pullover with some jeans. He leaned his head against the doorframe. He looked as exhausted as her. He's been running in circles and threatening people left and right. And murder a couple of people but he was definitely not going to tell Y/n that.

"Why aren't you sleeping?" Jungkook's voice sounded raspy and deep. He was tired.

"How can I when my baby is gone? Why aren't you sleeping?"

"Because someone has my lil rabbit."

"Okay then, guess we're both missing our daughter." Y/n scoffed. Y/n stood up from her spot then laid on her mattress with a sigh.

"How many?"

"How many what?"

"How many people did you kill?"

Jungkook thinned his lips. Okay maybe he didn't even have to tell her, maybe she just knows.

"Three."

"Out of anger or?"

"I don't know anymore."

Y/n remained silent and stared at the ceiling.

"Anything new?"

"Just the fact this man is clean. I haven't found anything. Oh and he knows that Anya was my daughter." Jungkook sighed, ruffling his fingers through his hair. Y/n quickly looked at him.

"What?"

"That's all I know. I don't know if he knows she's yours too but this man knew Anya was my baby. The thing is I don't know who this guy is. I have too many enemies to know who this guy is." Jungkook scoffed angrily. Y/n sat up. She then patted a spot next to her. Jungkook sat down but then laid down. He put his arm over his eyes with a frown. Y/n used her arm to support her. Her other hand tracing his tattoos.

"Con of being a mafia boss?" Y/n teased lightly.

"Princess," Jungkook groaned.

"I know I'm sorry. We're both stress and I'm just trying to lift up the mood." Y/n continued to let her fingers trace his tattoos. Jungkook removed his arm away from his eyes. He stared at her.

"If you kiss me, that will make me feel better."

Y/n scoffed, now facing him as she placed her hand on his chest.

"Seriously?"

"I'm very serious."

"Fine." Y/n leaned down, ready to capture his lips with hers until the door opened once more. Y/n immediately pulled back while Jungkook stood up in alert.

"Y/n?"

"Taehyung?" Y/n moved away from Jungkook. At that moment, Taehyung walked in her room. He was smiling but it dropped the moment his eyes landed on Jungkook. Jungkook's face was expressionless. He then looked at Y/n.

"You give him a key? But not me?"

"You would raid my refrigerator since you never buy groceries." Y/n rolled her eyes.

"Okay fair enough."

"Why is he here?" Taehyung's voice made her flinch.

"Because—"

"Does it matter?" Jungkook cut her off with a raised eyebrow. Taehyung frowned, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Yes. It does because it's not something her fiancé wants to see her with her ex boyfriend." Taehyung scoffed. Jungkook shoved his hands into his pockets with a shrug.

"I'm still her baby daddy, so she still has to see me."

"When are you gonna win those rights to fully take custody for Anya?" Taehyung quickly turned to Y/n.

"I'm sorry what? Never. Jungkook takes care of her too."

"But when we get married—"

"If."

Taehyung glared at Jungkook.

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me. Anything could change. Besides even if you do get married, Anya is still my daughter. Why would I want her to live with you?" Jungkook raised an eyebrow but his tone was cold.

"I should be asking you that. I'm not the one who left Y/n pregnant." Taehyung snapped. Jungkook's eye twitched in annoyance.

"You—"

"Enough! Look Jungkook is here because he just told me Anya has gone missing."

"You irresponsible a**."

"Taehyung! Let me finish!" Y/n yelled. Taehyung remained quiet while Jungkook only looked away.

"We've been looking for seven hours already. Now why are you here at five in the morning?" Y/n asked. Taehyung looked at Y/n with a deep frown.

"Jimin had left me a voicemail saying you weren't going to be at work for the week. Then I tried calling you and you haven't been answering. So I came to check on you. I was up so early because I was going to book the venue since I've been behind."

Y/n sighed heavily cursing under her breath.

"Yeah sorry I left my phone in my car."

"Venue? What venue?" Jungkook asked. Taehyung once again faced him.

"Our wedding venue. Your definitely not invited." Taehyung snarled.

"Taehyung quit it already."

"Why do you always defend him?! He's a jerk who left you!"

Y/n glared at Taehyung.

"You know what?! I'm not having this conversation anymore! We're done Taehyung!" Y/n shouted then stomped out of her room. She was annoyed, tired and irritated. Flashes of Jungkook and her kissing kept flashing through her mind like a movie. His confession too. This wasn't what she needed right now.

"What!-Y/n!" Taehyung followed after her while Jungkook couldn't help but grin. He know he shouldn't but he wanted to know exactly what Y/n was talking about. So he followed Taehyung out the room and into the kitchen.

"What are you talking about?!"

"That we're done Kim Taehyung!"

"But Y/n—"

Y/n abruptly turned to face the startled male.

"You never took the engagement seriously! We've been engaged for six months and we still have no wedding date or plan! Then you get all jealous when I'm about to see Jungkook when we've been over this! He's the father of my child! I have to see him because he's involved in my daughter's life!" Y/n shouted.

"I'm just trying to look out for you! He's shady! What kind of man leaves their girlfriend pregnant then come back saying he wants to be involved?!" Taehyung shouted back. Y/n ruffled her hair out of frustration.

"He didn't know I was pregnant!"

Taehyung blinked, stepping back.

"What? But I thought—"

"Jungkook broke up with me when I was pregnant but I didn't even know I was pregnant until after he broke up with me. He had found out from someone and then he came to tell me he'll be involved in her life. Why do you and Jimin think I would not trust him after all he's done?? He's helped me out, sure he hurt me but at least he was willing to help raise Anya. That's good enough for me." Y/n was panting heavily at this point.

Jungkook felt his cheeks warmed, his eyes meeting hers for a split second before she flickered her eyes to Taehyung.

"But Y/n—"

"No—Just get out!" Y/n yelled. Taehyung clenched his jaw. He then turn his heel and left her home. Y/n slumped on a nearby chair, rubbing her temple.

Jungkook walked over to her. His hand gingerly combed through her messy locks. It was silent. Jungkook didn't bother to speak, knowing she needed the silence. Y/n suddenly slammed her hand down. Jungkook didn't even flinch but did retreat his hand back.

"Wine."

"Princess it's too early for that—"

"Just give me what I asked." Y/n wasn't looking at him, instead her hand over her eyes. But he heard the way her voice wavered and shook. She was crying.

"Okay. Not too much, okay precious?" Jungkook whispered, kissing her head. Y/n nodded slowly, her heart squeezing at the nickname.

That's what Jungkook would call Anya.

Precious.

Jungkook walked to her wine cellar. He opened it up and grabbed a random one. He then walked towards her. He place it on the table then walked to her cabinets to find a glass.

"Jungkook?"

Jungkook hummed in response while he searched.

"Why do you call Anya, precious?"

Jungkook froze, looking forward but not at her.

"I know why you call her little rabbit or bunny, that's because I had called you that once and since she looks a lot like you, you just call her that. But why precious?" Her voice came out soft and nearly audible. But Jungkook could hear it.

"Because...she's precious to me. When you were pregnant I referred to her as my precious instead of baby like everyone else did even when we did find out she was a girl. Because she was all I had of you. When you left—no when I left."

It was quiet once more. Then a sniffle was heard. Jungkook blinked, turning around. There Y/n was crying, her lips trembling while tear after tear fell from her eyes.

"Princess—"

"I want my baby. I want my precious baby back." She cried. Jungkook sat next to her and wrapped his arms around her.

"We'll get her back. I promise."

"What if...what if they killed her?" She whimpered, clinging onto him. Jungkook cupped her cheeks to kiss her forehead.

"If they do, I'll kill them. But princess, I'll find her before then."

'And slaughter everyone who helped him. Then torture that man until he begs to die for making you cry like this. You don't even know what I'll do for you and her, princess. And maybe you shouldn't.'

"We'll find her okay? I'll make sure of it."

Y/n continued to sob in his arms, holding onto him. Jungkook could only hold her tightly, thinking of ways to hurt the people who made his love cry. It was one thing to take his lil rabbit but a whole completely thing to make his former lover cry. The last time she had ever cried about him was four years ago. He hated himself for making her cry so much. He promised himself to never do that again or he'll punish himself for it. But right now, he was blood thirsty. He wanted to kill whoever was causing harm to her and his baby. He'll kill them without remorse or perhaps torture them until they beg for death. Not from a bullet or knife, he slowly strip them of their sanity the same way they were making him slowly go crazy to not have his daughter is his arms.

"Jungkook?"

Jungkook blinked out of his mind haze, pulling away from the hug. His hand rested behind her neck while the other wiped away her tears.

"Yes princess?"

"Why did you break up with me? You said you've always loved me. So why did you break up with me before?" Y/n asked quietly while sniffling. She didn't look at him, instead kept her eyes shut. Jungkook flinched slightly as he lowered his hand.

"Princess I—"

"Did you really only loved me for money? Was that it?"

"No! That wasn't my intention at all! I didn't even know you had money for a while. When I saw you at that charity event, I had genuinely thought you were beautiful. I knew you had to have some kind of status to be there but it never crossed my mind how much money you had. Really all I cared about was what was the name of the beautiful woman who stood there alone? I do you love you. Just after a year into becoming the leader of the mafia that I was part of, when I was dating you, I had so many threats from other people who wanted me dead that they had knew about my lover. Typically in a gang, you let the whole world know you can't touch that specific person. But I couldn't do that with you, you were the daughter of a multi millionaire company own man. They would get you and kill you because of your father's reputation." Jungkook looked away, removing his hands away from her. Y/n fluttered her eyes open, biting her lip.

"I couldn't stomach that, you being hurt because of me. I kept saying, I'll protect her as long as she's with me. But you kept losing everything because of me. I felt sh*tty. What kind of boyfriend does that? My final push was when your father had threatened to not hand over the company if I continued to date you. I loved you but I knew how much you wanted the company. After I broke up with you and found out you were pregnant, I was devastated at first. I thought it was someone else's baby. I thought you had moved on while I was hurting. But one of my members found out it was actually mine. So I came that day, wanting to know the reason you didn't tell me but I guess I knew why. It's not something you want the world knowing the father of your child is part of mafia gang." Jungkook sighed, giving a little dry laugh at his own remark.

"Father made you break up with me? And you did it? For my company? Jungkook," Y/n hissed out frustrated. Jungkook glanced at her.

"I would've chosen you over my company any day! Do you not understand when I say I would drop everything for you and Anya? Why listen to that old man?" Y/n raised her voice just slightly.

"I know, I know. But you didn't help by being with Taehyung. Do you know how many times I contemplate on killing him? All I wanted to do was break his neck and take you and Anya away from him."

"You dated a girl first! Literally after we broke up!"

"I didn't date her! She was my friend's sister! I had to watch over her because he requested it!"

Y/n felt her face turn hot. She jerked her head back a little.

"W-what? But I thought you were dating her."

"Princess you were the last person I dated because I wanted you to be the last person. How could I date anyone knowing I have a daughter with the person I never got over with?" Jungkook looked away once more, blushing.

"I did that." Y/n mumbled to herself. Jungkook chuckled as he gave a weak nod.

"I know. It made me mad knowing someone was trying to take away what was mine. That man had the audacity to try to take Anya. Anya didn't even like him." Jungkook scoffed at the end.

"Yeah she would always say he was too much of a try hard." Y/n giggled. Jungkook smiled softly, flickering his dark eyes to her gaze.

"Sounds like her mom."

"Great, my daughter is going to marry a scoundrel like her mother. She better watch it because papa hates when people take away what's his." Y/n clicked her tongue but couldn't help but giggle afterwards. Jungkook snorted, leaning back on the chair.

"Damn right. Any man coming after her is getting their necks snapped. She's a sweet lil rabbit I don't need anyone corrupting her." Jungkook huffed. He then stopped, furrowing his eyebrows as realization hit him.

"Jungkook?"

"Wait—didn't he go under the name as—Sh*t!" Jungkook abruptly stood up making the chair screech behind him. Y/n immediately stood up with wide eyes.

"What's wrong?"

"I know who took her."

"Who?"

Jungkook started grabbing his shoes while Y/n followed him. He turned to face Y/n, his tongue rolling around inside his cheek.

"What letter does Taehyung's company go under by?"

Y/n blinked, rubbing her arm in thought.

"V-V. Why?"

"What does the V stand for?"

"Victory."

Jungkook leaned towards her face, not mad at her but mad at himself when the kidnapper was right in front of them moments ago.

"That's the name of the a**clown who took Anya."

Y/n left her eyes widen once more.

"B-but why?"

"Remember what he said earlier princess? He had said when were you going to win those rights for Anya and when you replied never he had said later that when you guys marry,"

"He would automatically get her. But how does that make him the kidnapper?"

"Who the hell books a venue at five in the morning?"

"Okay good point. But where would he hide her? And why?" Y/n asked.

"Who cares why? He took my lil rabbit! And made you cry all in one day!" Jungkook stomped his foot like a child. He then quickly kissed her lips before pulling back.

"I am really going to snap his neck."

Y/n felt like she should tell him no but didn't. She felt as angry as him. She pulled him down for another kiss. She then gave him a look that nearly made him melt.

"Okay but ask why first. I'll be waiting here, just bring my baby home first." She pleaded. Jungkook wrapped an arm around her waist, placing a kiss on her jaw.

"I will princess. Don't miss me too much." Jungkook grinned as he pulled away. Y/n scoffed, tucking a hair strand behind her ear.

"I won't."

"Hmm. Bye princess." Jungkook was walking out the door with a smug look. He opens the door when Y/n's voice stopped him. He looked over his shoulder to met her soft gaze.

"I love you."

Jungkook felt his cheeks warm but gave another grin.

"I know."

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"Where is it again?"

"South of the building."

"It's too late for this sh*t, someone bring me a coffee." Jungkook groaned, blinking his eyes to keep them open. He's been awake for nearly twenty four hours and he felt like he was going to pass out at any given moment. He felt like a literal truck just ran him over. Jungkook place his mask over his mouth, then fixed his black gloves. His shirt was a black sleeveless shirt with a black harness around his torso and thighs.

"Of course boss." Changkyun nodded his head and ordered someone to bring him a coffee.

"Despite him cutting off all evidence towards him for taking Anya, he sucks at hiding them. Like this is the most shadiest building I ever seen." Jungkook scoffed, pointing at the shabby run down building that barely held the door. Changkyun bit his lip to keep his laughter in and cleared his throat.

"Clearly he doesn't know anything about kidnapping and hiding."

"Of course he doesn't, he's a rich boy. They barely know how to put underwear on." Jungkook snarled as he placed an ear piece on.

"Boss, it would be deeply concerning if he did know how to kidnap a child."

"I know how to kidnap a child."

Changkyun smiled nervously.

"Boss, that isn't anything to be proud off."

Jungkook shrugged casually as he withdrawn his gun out.

"I don't care. These damn rich people think they can get away with anything."

"Boss, you like a rich person."

Jungkook felt his ears grow hot. He whirled his head to face Changkyun who couldn't stop smiling at his flustered expression.

"Changkyun! I am your boss! Don't—shut up!"

Changkyun chuckled and took out his own gun.

"Of course boss. So how are we going to do this?"

"I want three each near a window and four at the back. Don't need that bastard escaping."

"And you boss? Which way are you heading in?"

"The front door." Jungkook pointed at the door with his gun.

"Of course. Well after you boss."

Jungkook huffed at his sarcastic remark and walked towards the front door. He heard behind him Changkyun give the command. He cocked his gun, then glared at the door.

"Alright let's go."

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She was scared and cold. Her tears dried out, and her face smeared with dirt and bruises from all that struggling. She was locked in a room with a cold floor. She had no clue what time it was or how many hours as passed. All she knew was that it's been a very long time and she was hungry.

Anya wrinkled her nose as she sniffled. She was on her knees, the cold floor brushing against her legs. She was wearing pink shirts with small dinosaurs around them. Her shirt had pink sleeves with a 'Jurassic Park' logo that was also pink. Her hair was messy and ruffled. She had no clue what happened. All she remembered was Bam suddenly barking and growling when she woke up. Before she could even call her dad, she was scooped up and needle injected on her neck.

Anya felt her hand raise up to the bruised spot with a whimper. She hated needles and that hurt a lot. When she woke up, she was here in this dark room. Then a man with a white mask came in. That's when she started struggling, thrashing and even pulling his hair to be free. That didn't work in her favor. Now she was covered in bruises and scratches that was caused by the same man. She's been crying for hours, wanting nothing more than her parents. She was scared. The room was cold and the candle light barely lit up the room. It had no windows and only one door that was locked at all times.

She tried sleeping earlier but really she couldn't. She was too anxious and scared. How could any child really sleep? At the moment all she was doing was blankly staring at the ground while she sat on her knees. The door creaked open, making her flinch back. She instinctively moved towards the corner while the man with the white mask walked in.

"I'm surprised honestly, I would've thought your father came by now. But it's nearly midnight and he still hasn't come. Maybe he forgot about you." The man walked over to her. Anya looked away as she shook her head. She crossed her arms over her chest without looking at him.

"Papa does not forget. Papa loves me."

"But when my boss went to go visit him, he didn't seem that scared of losing you. If anything your mother did. He saw how tired and stress she was and yet, your father didn't even blink an eye. I told you he was no good." The man chuckled. Anya then looked at him with her big round eyes.

"M-mama? He saw mama?"

"Sure. She's the only that cares for you, you know? Remember all you have to tell me is one thing and I'll let you go." The man said, lightly brushing her hair. Anya flinched back and frowned. She was scared, but she would never tell this man whatever he wanted to hear.

"Liar, Liar, pants on fire." She stuck out her tongue then looked away.

"You know, it's so dangerously sad how much you act like your father." He stared down at her, his hand coming to a halt. His fingers slowly started to tighten around her locks. Anya yelped, placing her tiny hands around his wrist.

"O-Ow! N-no! O-owie!"

"I'll let go if you tell me." He seethed out, the gripping becoming painful.

"Anya doesn't know!"

"Oh but you do. Now tell me!"

"N-No! Anya doesn't know—Ow!" Anya felt another sob wanting to leave her throat as he pulled her hair to make her stand up. She whimpered and started punching his arm to make him let her go.

"Tell me!!" He started shaking her like a rag doll while she repeatedly shook her head. A couple of tears slipped but she didn't fully cry yet. She glared at him the moment he looked down at her. Her teeth clenched together, and small hands tried to pull away his wrist. The man flinched at her strong glare. It strange seeing such a small child give a heavy glare. It was uncanny to Jungkook's. Even the way her dark eyes were exactly like his.

Dark and cold.

"Papa is going to get mad. Papa said no person should touch Anya." She said weirdly calmly.

"And Anya is absolutely right." A voice made the man with the white mask flinch and turn his head. Jungkook had leaned against the door frame, looking calm yet his eyes spoke another story. His eyes held the same dark look as Anya. It was like the man was reminded how Anya really was his daughter. Two bodies laid on the floor just outside the door, proving him that he just killed the two guards.

"Papa is mad. But not at you okay precious?" Jungkook let his features soften just a tiny bit while he looked at his daughter who cried out of happiness. Her strange dark aura disappeared as fast as it came.

"P-Papa! Look! Owie!" She cried out. Jungkook flickered his dark eyes towards the man with the white mask. He reached behind him while keeping eye contact.

"Don't worry precious, Papa is gonna make the pain go away."

The man scoffed at his words, tightening his hold on her hair. Anya yelped once more, shutting her eyes.

"With what—"

Jungkook shot his thigh causing the man to scream and let go of Anya. He didn't even hesitate, staring right at him. Anya immediately ran towards Jungkook, hiding behind his long legs.

"You a**!—"

"Hey, watch your language. There's a child here." Jungkook remarked sarcastically. He used one hand to point the black metal gun at the man while his other hand pet Anya's head.

"Don't worry precious, see Papa made the pain go away."

Anya nodded a little unsure but the moment his fingers massaged her head, she didn't dare question him. If anything, she was a tiny bit scared at the way he glared at the man. Half of his face was covered but his eyes were dark. Even if his face was covered, Anya would recognize him right away.

The man with the white mask held his bloody thigh, breathing heavily in pain.

"How'd you get in!?"

"You forget I have men at my disposal. Also this place is so shady it's obvious you are hiding something in here. First time? Must be embarrassing. I barged in because I can. I would ask who are you but—" His eyes flickered back to Anya. He could see the bruises and dents along her skin.

"You hurt my lil rabbit. I really hate when people take what's mine. Right precious? Doesn't Papa hate sharing?" The way his voice grew dark unsettled Anya. Was this really her dad? The same one who played tea parties with her? The same one who wore pink just for her? The same one who gives her nothing but kisses and cuddles? It was a little unsettlingly for young child.

But it was because he was the only person who called her precious. Anya nuzzled her cheek against his leg with a slow nod. She felt uneasy but not unsafe.

"Yeah. Papa doesn't like sharing Anya or mama."

"Right. Now, Changkyun!"

Another person walked in and Anya knew who that was. Her eyes brighten with a loud gasp.

"Uncle!" She immediately ran towards him and hugged his leg.

"Hey Anya."

"Changkyun, take Anya out of here. I don't want her to see this."

"I figured. You never go for the leg."

Jungkook threw him a smile that was hidden underneath his mask.

"Damn you know me so well. Anyway take her home."

"Which home boss?"

"Princess's home. Her mother is waiting for her, maybe now she could sleep."

"And you boss?"

"I'm going to go after that Tae guy, then I'll sleep. But first, gotta torture them the same way they torture me." Jungkook cocked his gun once more. Now for once the man with the white mask trembled in fear. Anya now felt a little bad. She knew her father was scary but the aura he had around himself was even scarier. Changkyun picked her up while Anya looked at the frighten man.

"Papa?"

"Yes precious?"

"Don't kill him. Killing is bad."

"And that you are right my bun. Don't worry I won't kill him."

"Pinky promise?"

"Pinky promise. Love you precious."

Anya waved back to Jungkook with a tired yawn. Jungkook quickly squished her cheek and kissed her cheek. Anya smiled tiredly, laying her head on Changkyun's shoulder.

"Love you too papa."

As she left Jungkook could only chuckle. He looked back at the frighten man who still held his bleeding leg.

"Isn't my precious adorable? Just like her mother. But I suppose I won't kill you. That's too easy anyway, besides I promised Anya I won't. So do you wanna how it feels to be striped from your daughter and seeing your loved cry? No? Great I will gladly show you." The sinister smile left a shiver down his spine. No money was worth whatever Jungkook had in store.

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"Anya is tired." Anya muttered. Y/n held her tightly, while she sat on the couch.

"Then sleep baby."

"No. Papa isn't home." Anya pouted. Anya was placed on her lap, her head resting on her chest. A plush black blanket was wrapped around her shoulders. Anya was changed into new clothes and was showered. It's been a good while since Jungkook left and since Anya returned, it made Y/n slightly nervous. Jungkook would never be gone this long.

'Maybe he really did kill Taehyung and he's just hiding the body.'

"Mama?"

"Yes baby?"

Anya shifted on her lap, looking up at her mother. Y/n had pulled her hair into two pigtails that were still damped. Her large doe eyes remained her of Jungkook.

"Does Mama hate papa?" Anya asked nervously. She played with the hinges of her shirt. Y/n blinked in surprise, not expecting such a question. But that left her wondering, did they fight that much that Anya had to ask? Y/n will shamelessly admit that even when Anya was around she would speak bad about Jungkook. She would complain but most of the time she didn't mean it because by the end of the day she trusted and loved Jungkook.

"Well does papa hate mama?" Y/n asked softly. Her fingers gently pushed back the strands of hair that tickled Anya's forehead. Anya pouted and quickly shook her head.

"No! Papa said he loves Anya and Mama!" Anya said like it was a matter of fact.

"Precious? What happened to not telling anyone?" Jungkook's voice startled both of them and Y/n quickly whirled her head around with slight wide eyes. Anya gasped and quickly covered her mouth.

"Oops. Sorry papa." Anya whispered not so quietly.

"It's alright lil bun." Jungkook walked over and ruffled her hair. He was smiling, placing a kiss on the crown of her head. His hand gingerly squished her cheeks letting her lips plucker out. His heart warmed at how cute she looked.

"How you feeling precious?"

"Better! Mama washed me and clean my ouchies. Anya is all clean!" Anya stated proudly and brightly. Jungkook then picked her and soften his expression.

"I can see that precious. Where's your ouchies?" Jungkook asked, lightly patting around her arms and legs.

"She has multiple bruises on her knees and legs. About three on her right arm and lots more on her legs. She had headaches too." Y/n sighed.

"Headaches?"

"Yeah. She said the man pulled her hair a lot. I had to give her medicine." Y/n explained softly, her fingers gingerly pushed her loose strands behind her ear. Anya then laid her head on his chest, her eyes lowered to the ground as her fingers gripped his shirt.

"Lots of ouchies on Anya's head. It hurts Anya." Anya whimpered. Y/n flickered her eyes at Jungkook who held her close but saw the way his jaw locked and eyes darken. He laid his head against hers with a deep inhale. Y/n place her hand on his arm and gently rubbed his arm to soothe him. His dark eyes trailed back to Y/n who didn't look at him. Instead she laid her own head on his shoulder with a soft sigh. His heart sputtered for a moment, completely forgetting the anger he just felt a second ago.

"Don't worry baby, Papa took care of it. He made sure no person will harm Anya." Y/n replied softly. Jungkook blinked away his daze and nodded.

"And I made sure no one will harm Mama." Jungkook added just as soft. His dark eyes already locking with hers the moment she looked at him. Her face flushed as she looked away. She cleared her throat before facing Anya.

"Baby, how about we sleep? I'm sure your tired my bun." Y/n cooed, placing a kiss on her cheek. Anya clutched onto Jungkook's shirt with a small pout. Her lips slightly trembling making Y/n panic a bit.

"But will mama and papa sleep with me? Anya doesn't want to sleep alone." Anya whimpered. Her dark doe eyes pleaded making it nearly impossible for her parents to say no. Jungkook kissed her cheek with a sweet smile. He then nuzzled his nose against hers with a small chuckle.

"Of course precious, let's sleep together. I wasn't planning on leaving my girls all alone."

Anya gasped happily and wrapped her arms around Jungkook's neck.

"Yay! Let's go to bed now!" Anya said excitedly not even letting Y/n to protest. Y/n couldn't even get another word out when Jungkook suddenly grasped her hand. Jungkook flashed her a grin before he started dragging her.

"W-Wait—!"

"To the bed my girls!" Jungkook said boldly. Anya giggled and while Y/n tried to from sentences. Jungkook ignored her and dragged her to her room. He gently pushed Y/n in and quickly shut the door. Y/n finally turned to face him with flushed face.

"J-Jungkook we should sleep s-separate—!"

"Princess, you make it seem like we've never slept in the same together." Jungkook grinned. Y/n felt her face grow hotter before quickly shaking her head.

"Anya is here!"

"Now what are you implying, princess?" Jungkook teased. Y/n felt her face grow hotter as she remained speechless.

Jungkook then gently set Anya on the bed who was already dozing off. But she fought it off and pouted. She patted the spots next to her.

"Sleep mama and papa! Anya wants to go night night!" Anya whined.

"And we will baby but wouldn't it be best—"

"Princess, your not gonna tell our baby no, are you?" Suddenly Jungkook's voice was right near her ear and his hand resting comfortably on her hip. Y/n tensed while her whole face burned. She slightly turned her head to face him with shy eyes.

"W-well n-no. My baby has been through e-enough." Y/n said shyly. She swallowed thickly and averted her eyes back to Anya who blinked tiredly. Though she wanted to comment on her parents flirting, but frankly she was mostly tired and craved the warmth of both of her parents.

"Exactly princess, so let's all sleep together. For Anya's sake." Jungkook said. He then lowered his voice while keeping his eyes on tired Anya.

"Especially for my sanity." He whispered, his lips tickling her ear. Y/n shivered and tensed once more.

"Okay." She muttered shyly. She then slowly pulled herself away from Jungkook and crawled onto the bed. She laid on Anya's left side with her body face Anya. Anya then laid back and yawned. Jungkook turn off the lights before slipping in the bed. He pulled the covers to cover Anya and Y/n. He laid on Anya's opposite side, letting Anya immediately snuggle against him. Jungkook wrapped his one arm around her as she dozed off. His eyes flickered back to the person he loved. She laid on her side facing him, her eyes already locking with his.

He smiled softly at her, his eyes filling up with warmth and love. He didn't bother to hide it nor suppress it. His cheek was squished against a pillow but that didn't stop him from showing how much he loved her through his eyes. Y/n moved closer hesitantly, the only person blocking her way was a knocked out Anya who held on tightly to Jungkook's shirt. His fingers brushing against her back as he hummed a randomly melody.

Y/n's heart melted the more she stared at him. He was humming the very same melody he would hum when Anya was a baby. For a supposed bad boy, Jungkook knew how to sing as sweet as honey. But his eyes never looked away from hers. She knew very well from his eyes how madly and deeply he was in love with her. His eyes only became half lidded but didn't stop that swarming love and warmth. Y/n felt a bit shy and looked away, her fingers brushing against Anya's cheek. Anya was sleeping soundly already. Completely unaware of how her very existence only bought them closer.

"She sleeps just like you." Y/n whispered quietly. Jungkook stopped his humming as his hand reached to grab hers. She blinked a bit in surprised while her eyes slowly locked onto his once more. He brought her hand close to his lips and let his lips brush against her knuckles.

"And yet, whenever she laughs and smiles, she reminds me so much of you. Even the way her eyes lit up, is the same way her beautiful mother's eyes sparkle. As if there's thousands of stars in them." Jungkook placed a soft kiss on her knuckles, letting his dark eyes flicker to hers. His smile hiding behind her knuckles.

"And while she looks like me, nothing can compare how much she acts like you. My lil bun, and princess aren't even aware how wrapped they have me around their fingers." Jungkook chuckled softly. Y/n pulled her hand back with flushed cheeks.

"Still the flirt."

"Only for you princess." Jungkook winked. Y/n rolled her eyes before she yawned. She snuggled against her pillow while her eyes drooped.

"Jungkook?"

"Yes Princess?"

"Did you really kill Taehyung?"

Jungkook felt his lips twitch into a smirk. His eyes darken just slightly as he looked at her. His had raised his hand to tuck a lonely strand behind her ear.

"Just watch the news tomorrow and find out."

Y/n gasped, her eyes nearly popping out her eye sockets.

"Jungkook—!"

"Shh, princess our baby is sleeping." Jungkook quickly hushed but his smirk never left. Y/n frowned but once more her eyes dropped, the tiredness getting to her. No matter how many people he killed or how many bad things he did, she always felt safe with him. So safe she was able to fall asleep from just him being in the same room as her. Y/n yawned once more, her eyes fluttering close. Jungkook watched her slowly drift to sleep. His own eyes drooping.

"Jungkook?"

"Hmm?"

"I love you."

Jungkook blinked his eyes open but Y/n had long drift into dreamland. Small breathes leaving her parted lips as her body relaxed and nearly melted into the mattress. Jungkook felt his heart sputter once more. His eyes softening. He then closed his eyes and smiled to himself.

"I love you too, princess."

I know I already have done Jungkook and actually wanted to post my Jin one before this one 😭😭 BUT I worked really hard one this one and have been finished with this one for a while I REALLY wanted to publish this one so PLEASE don't judge me for doing another Jungkook one PLEASE I PROMISE THE NEXT ONE IS JINNIE