My eyes dart in the direction of it, behind me at some feet away but fall upon Harin, gawking at us.

"Ma'am—" Joonha cannot say anything more, she steps back and slams the door to leave. "Fuck," he hurries to close his belt as I straightened up. "She better not say anything to my dad," he worries about something I did not think about, and before I could even say a word, he puts his hoodie back on and rushes out of the room, so I wipe my hands with the towel I used some minutes ago, and I quickly go downstairs, where some voices are echoing.

"Dad, I swear nothing was happening," he speaks for us, facing my step-mother who is right next to Mister Jeon as if she had hurried to tell him about what she saw like a kid. "Ah yeah?! Then why the hell were you about to pull your pants down right in front of my daughter?" she acts like she cares about me, but Mister Jeon lays his eyes on me for a short moment. "I wasn't going to do that! Stop assuming—"

"Yes, you were! She was on her knees right in front of you! Are you kidding me? Do you think I'm too dumb to understand what was happening in my house?!" she raises her voice at him, making up a story again to cause trouble. "We were just checking something with the tattoos she drew for me, what the fuck is wrong with you?!"

"Joonha, calm down," his father attempts to relax him, not knowing who to believe. "Calm down? Then tell this freaking woman to stop assuming stuff—"

"I'm not assuming anything, young man. You were trying something disgusting with my daughter—"

"No, I wasn't!" he yells, losing his composure at the sound of all those lies. "Did you see my dick in her mouth?! No—"

"You were about to do it!" she does not let him continue, leaving Mister Jeon dumbfounded and speechless. "Oh god..." Joonha chuckles but pushes his inner cheek with his tongue, going crazy. "You know what? Believe what you want. Y/n and I both know what was happening in that freaking room, but we're both adults, so even if she was indeed sucking my—"

"Joonha!" Mister Jeon does not accept to hear this, suddenly reacting and stepping towards his son. "Stop. There's no need to go that far," his big eyes remain on him, making them both stare at each other for a few seconds full of tension, but Joonha walks away. "See you tomorrow, y/n," he looks at me to tell me goodbye, so I answer him with the same words, and he steps out of the house.

"Gosh..." Mister Jeon heavily breathes out and combs his hair back. "I apologize for his behavior, he did not mean anything he said," he bows to her and turns towards me. "See you tomorrow, y/n," he forces a smile as the embarrassment must be rushing through him. "See you, Mister Jeon," I bow to him, and he does the same to Harin, but she stops him. "Can we talk outside, please?"

"I...Yeah, sure," he agrees but not willingly, and she makes them both go out together, so I walk upstairs and get back in my room to take a look at my phone and send a text to Joonha.

[ I'm sorry for not saying anything, but she wouldn't have changed her mind no matter what >

< don't say sorry, she's just a fucking bitch I was about to punch the shit out of her, like why tf make a big deal about it? Does she think you're still a child? ]

[ your dad will believe you anyway, right? She's jealous? Idk >

< lmaoo probably but yeah, I hope he will. I'm just gonna get shouted out for speaking the way I did, but I couldn't control myself she pissed me off ]

[ I understand you, I wonder what your dad is gonna say tho >

< its gonna be awkward asf to explain to him that you weren't sucking my dick lmao ]

[ once again, it goes back to a blowjob >

< true:') ]

[ well, good luck >

< yeah, thanks, I'm gonna have a great time, I'll tell you how it went:) ]

[ I can't wait to know >

< if I'm still alive... ]

[ can I have your money if he kills you? >

< you little shit:D I'd rather give my money to choco ]

[ so a dog is more worth than I am? >

< if the dog is Choco, yes:) ]

[ thanks for acknowledging my value >

< no prob, now I gotta go cuz my dad is currently walking up to the car and I see death coming after me. See you, later or never:) ]

[ see you:> >

'JUNGKOOK'S P.O.V'

I enter the car to join my son after listening to Harin's speech, feeling disappointed in him for the words he let out of his words and how disrespectful he was.

I sit down and close the door, wait for him to maybe say something, and I set my eyes on him. "Don't you have anything to tell me?"

"Me? I made myself clear in that house," he avoids my eyes, gazing outside of the windshield and not feeling sorry for the way he acted. "You were disrespectful, Joonha. You could have talked to her in a calm manner and explained that she misunderstood instead of using those words and letting your anger control you."

"She obviously saw that we weren't doing anything, but she absolutely hurried to run up to you and tell you about it because she's a bitch—" he gets startled by a hit I threw in the steering wheel. "I asked you to stop calling her that!"

"But that's what she is!" he shouts back at me. "Why would she even do this?! What y/n and I do is none of her business, and I had to stand her the whole evening, seeing her flirt with you and rub her ass up you nonstop! Is that respectful to you?! You always hated women like that, so why are you defending her and getting mad at me?!" he does not keep calm but bursts out, freeing himself from what he held back inside for hours.

"I'm not defending her," I clarify. "I just want you to stay calm, even when someone is making you upset, you control yourself and do not let them get to you because I didn't raise you like that. I know why you got mad, and I understand you, but I do not want this to happen again, alright?" I do not take my eyes off of him but make sure they stay fixed on him as he is finally maintaining the contact and facing me. "She's a horrible woman, so I won't let her—"

"You don't even know her! You don't know anything about her or even try to!" I do not accept hearing this from him, doing my best to see it from both sides. "I do know more than you think about her! Y/n tells me what type of person she is and which she wouldn't want you to know! Why can't you see that this woman is after you for your money only?!"

"Because that's what you assume, not what you know! And why do you trust or believe what y/n says so much when you don't know her more than Harin?!" I go against his words. "You say that and think that only because you cannot stand the fact that I am close to another woman who is not your mother! That's the only reason why you act that way."

He does not blink or say anything, making me regret my words. The tension is so tight that I can feel the effect in my chest. "Sure. I'm just an immature kid, that's why," he opens the door to get out. "Joonha, that's not what I meant," I try to catch his arm to hold him back, but he dodges it and leaves the car. "Stay—" the door gets slammed, but since I am not going to let him go home by foot, I get out as well and catch up with him. "Joonha. You know that's not what I meant," I stand before him so that he does not go any further.

"You meant it. There's no need to try to make it up with a lie, I know you meant what you said," he does not believe me, his eyes slowly getting watery and causing some painful remorse for not framing my sentence properly. "And you know what? You're right. It's been six years, but I still can't stand to see mom with another man, or see you getting close to another woman," his emotions overwhelm him and provoke some shakiness in his voice. "But I'm acting like that because I know that y/n wouldn't lie about what she told me. I know I can trust her, and you don't have to be close to this woman to notice that she's fake as hell and doesn't like you for who you are. She's never gentle or kind with y/n, you can see that she's sometimes scared of her. So no, I'm not gonna let her get you because I want you to be happy and not have to deal with a bitch who'll break your heart. Alright?"

A heavy gulp goes down my throat after discerning the sorrow in his voice. I did not expect him to tell me that, it hurts a lot as the father. I would never want him to feel that way, but I knew the divorce would affect him for a long time.

I step forth and wrap my arms around him to pull him in a hug. "Why don't you ever talk about this with me?"

"I don't want to keep talking about it because it's the past, and it won't be like it was back then anymore," he hugs me back. I sigh, not knowing what to say. I rub his back to bring him some comfort. "You can still talk about it if it hurts you. It's better to not keep it to yourself."

He moves back in a gentle manner but wipes his tears away. "I'm sorry for acting the way I did, I was just mad at her, and I kept all my anger inside for the whole evening, so everything just left me at that moment."

"I know," I reassure him, loving this way more than when we fight or argue. "I know how difficult it still is for you, and I'm sorry. I shouldn't have reacted the way I did. I'm not gonna lie, I didn't even understand what was happening when she ran to me, and I agree with you, she should have respected your privacy and not told me about it, on top of that, I didn't get why she got mad."

"I could tell you the reason why, but you're not going to like it," he manages to make me chuckle even though I should not, so I give a small tap on the back of his head. "Get back in the car," I walk towards it, and he laughs but does as told so that we can go back home.

I get inside, and he does it at the same moment, so I enter the key to turn the ignition on, we both put our seatbelts on, and I finally drive to our house.

"So..." I cannot keep quiet, still wondering about earlier. "What was really happening in that room? I heard you talk about your tattoo."

"This was just very bad timing because y/n showed me the work she's done on my tattoo, and it looks so amazing, but that's not it, she told me that she could transfer the drawing on my skin, so I said yes right away and took my hoodie off. So she applied two products on my skin, one was some spray that she wiped, and the other, she rubbed it on my skin but it felt like some lotion, then, she asked about where I would want it to end, so I told her it was very low so I had to pull my pants and underwear a bit down, and she was okay with it, but I don't know what she did, while I was opening my belt, she made the drawing fall, so she got down to grab it, and that's when the woman came in..." he details the moment that must have been embarrassing for him and y/n, and I cannot help but laugh. "Jeez...What an awkward moment you lived."

"Yeah..." he breathes the discomfort out of his lungs, but I leave him alone with this. I would not have liked to be in his shoes. "By the way, something weird happened when y/n came back home," I mention what I wanted but almost forgot to talk about. "What?"

"I asked her how dinner was at her boss' house, but she seemed pretty uncomfortable as if I had made a mistake," I tell him about the worry I feel since then, but he plays with his dangling earring. "She told me about it. You weren't supposed to talk about the dinner in front of her mom, but it's okay, you didn't know."

"Wait, why?" I slow down at the sight of a red light, but he seems very careful about the words he says. "Well...She told me to keep it to myself...but you should just not talk about food when that woman is there because she wants y/n to be on a strict diet..."

"Oh," I do not ask him to tell me since she trusted him enough to stay quiet, but I hope this is not too bad.

•••

11:10 pm.

'YOUR P.O.V'

< hey, I'm home and alive:) ]

[ good I guess?:) how did it go lmao? >

< we fought at first but then I explained what happened and he laughed:') ]

[ great, it has a happy ending so that's the most important >

< well...yeah...if I did get that blowjob the happiness would be even bigger rn but yeah I'm not gonna complain ]

[ -_- >

< goodnight:D ]

[ goodnight jerk >

< btw that boob and abs massage was good so thanks:) ]

[ you may be alive rn but don't be so sure about tomorrow >

< aw I'm scared ]

[ you should be. I should have kicked you in the balls when I had the opportunity to do it >

< my little shit, you had your face at some short inches from my crotch, you'd have felt something go down your throat if you did that ]

No way I felt butterflies because of this text.

I do my best to not let a smile grow on my face, and I reply.

[ you'd have felt a bite on it my jerk >

< oh wait nvm you like sucking dick, I forgot, so that's not a good threat ]

[ that's not true! >

< there's no need to be ashamed, don't worry:) ]

< and I'm pretty sure that your mom got mad bcs she thought you got the Jeon dick before she did, so no need to deny it ]

[ 🖕 >

< anyway ]

< gotta go ]

[ finally, goodnight >

< goodnight, see you tomorrow:> ]

[ see you >

I leave this chat that was actually giving me a good time. I leave my phone on the nightstand but grab my drawing tablet to continue what I was working on last night.

— Next day —

Saturday, July 31st, 2021.

2:40 pm.

"Y/n!" a loud, female voice wakes me up in a startle, giving me a heart attack. "Are you still sleeping at this hour? Get the fuck up and go clean, a friend is gonna come soon."

"A friend?" I frown, the sun blinding me with its brightness. "Yes. A friend of mine," she uses this term to not have to admit this is another rich man she wants to have sex with. "Why don't you clean the house yourself if it's so important?" I look for my phone to check my notifications but see that I received multiple texts from Joonha, but also one from Mister Jeon. "I was cooking and tidying up while you were lazily staying in bed and doing nothing with your life," she steps out of my room and slams the door, preventing me from yelling something.

I take the time I want since I have better things to do than clean this house for her, and I open Mister Jeon's text that he sent me four hours ago.