Jungkook was standing in front of the front door, unabel to decide to enter. After his lunch with Nabi and the conversation with Chin Sun, he shared with Jimin, who, with his notoriously funny behavior, had only heightened his worries by joking that Nabi probably wanted to brake up with him. Of course, Jimin was just joking, but it didn't sound like a joke in Jungkook's head.
Damn it! He took a deep breath and entered, ready to meet anything she would tell them and convince her that she couldn't broke up with him.
He saw her immediately. She sat on the couch and looked at him as soon as he entered. She looked nervously and worried and all his courage evaporated.
What a comedy, Jeon Jungkook to pray to a woman. But here he is, his heart pounding with fear, sweating and wondering how to keep his foxy.
She stood up, her eyes fixed on him uncertainly. He dropped his bag and keys on the table next to the door and turned to her.At least, she wasn't angry anymore, he thought and approached her.
"Jungkook..." she began, but he hugged and kiss her, to silence her. "Whatever is, we'll overcome it" he broke the kiss. "I'll find more time for you, we'll go on vacantion, somewhere to be just two of us" he hugged her even tightly. "I'll do everything, i'll change, just, please, don't leave me" he buried his face on her shoulder.
"Jungkook..." she grabbed his shoulders and tried to pull away, but he squeezed her very tightly. "Please, I know i'm a big donkey sometimes, but that's not a reason for you to leave me!" he wishpered softly. "Jungkook, it's hurt!" she cried as he hugged her even tighter. He immediately backed away, but didn't not let go.
She took a deep breath and looked him in the eyes. Jungkook looked like someone about to lose his life. "Why did you decide I want to leave you?" she asked gently and wrapped arms around his neck.
"Today at the restaurant... You were so cold.... And Jimin... He guessed.." Jungkook stamped at almost every word. "And you didn't want scenes, so..." she close his mouth with kiss. "Stupid bunny" she wishpered and kissed him again."I just wasn't in the mood," she smiled.
"So, you don't want us the brake up?" his eyes gleamed with happiness and she laughed. "No, i don't, but we still hav'to talk" she said, patting the top of his nose. "And yet, you begged me!" she looked at him defiantly. "And i'll do it again, If I hav'to" he replied bluntly. "Now tell me why I almost had a heart attack today?" he pulled her into the couch, placing her on his lap.
"I want to work again" she said bluntly, with newfound courage. "No" he said evenly. "No? I'm not, asking you, Jungkook, i'm just telling you I want to work again." she frowned. "I can take care of my wife by mayself. If there's somthing you want, just say it and it's yours" he looked at her proudly.
"I'll work, Jungkook" she said, raising from his lap, standing militantly against him. "I said my wife wouldn't work!" he rubbed the word. "Your wife?" she raised a eyebrow in surprise. "That's right. Jeon Jungkook's wife doesn't need to work" he was angry. Anxiety set in, and the stubbornness on her face set him on fire immediately." I can take care of my fucking family myself" he began to shout.
She stared at him with her mouth open. He grabbed her shoulders, digging into her with such a force that she almost cried. "MY WIFE WIll NOT WORK!" he kept shouting. "Your job will be to stay at home and take care of me and our kids!" he roared.
Nabi's eyes filled with tears. He had made plans for the future, their future, together! She smiled softly as he kept shouting at her that he would take care of her, of them and butterflies fluttered in her stomach.
Jungcook wanted children and family and he wanted them with her! Her hands lifted on their own, she embraced his face and began to kiss him with all the love she felt for him. Jungcook was startled, but in a second he was responding violently and passionately.
"Damn it! How you manage to piss me off like that!" he growled and bit her lower lip. "Because I love you," she smiled softly. "What?" he choked and stared at hers. "Say it again!" his voice trembled and he bit his lip. "I love you," she repeated with a wide smile. "Fuck, foxy!" he pressed his lips to hers again.

"I love you too, fox." Jungcook kissed her gently on the forehead. Nabi purred wearily and hugged his chest.
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Jungcook?" he looked down at her "Everything you said ..." she blushed. "There's time for everything, for now, I just want to enjoy you," he smiled, winking at her. She nodded sleepily and pressed closer to him.

Jungcook bit his tongue, trying not to laugh. "Nabi, you will fall," he warned her. "Well, help me," she was trying to reach for a book on one of the top shelves of the library in his home office."I like the view below," he smirked.
"I can't reach her," she cried, frowning like a child. "Wait like that," he climbed behind her, reached out slightly, and picked up the book. He came down the stairs, waited for her, and when she stepped on the ground, he raised the book high and grinned. "What do I get if I give it to you?" He raised his eyebrows devilishly. "You're not going to sleep alone tonight," she winked at him and began to tickle him.
"Not fair!" he burst out laughing, shouting. "Who says that," she grinned. "I'm not using my height to annoy you," she snapped. "It's not my fault you're so short, you're even shorter than Jimin." He grabbed one of her hands and bit her index finger.
"Enough pervert," she scolded softly, but a hot shiver ran through her body, concentrating between her legs. She moaned and caught his full attention. His gaze blazed lustfully, and he let go of her hand and embraced her waist, pulling her roughly toward him and pressing his lips passionately to hers.
His tongue made its way and he danced with hers. He pressed her back against the ladder, tossed the book somewhere and cupped her ass. Her teeth bit his lower lip and he growled and ran down her neck. Jungcook moaned as his teeth dug into the furiously pulsing vein in the fold between her neck and shoulder.
Her hands frantically struggled with the zipper of his jeans. Dressed only in a house tunic, the distance to her underwear was not a challenge for Jungkook. He jerked the soft matter away and the sound of it breaking mingled with their moans.
Jungcook helped her with his jeans and free, he lifted her slightly, wrapped her legs around his waist and penetrated her roughly. She jerked her head away with a moan of delight, her fingers dipped on his shoulders for support.
His movements grew faster and rougher, her moans louder and mixed with shouts. Jungcook fucked her mercilessly, brushing his teeth into her neck, marking her as his own. She tightened around him, sucking on his cock. Jungcook growled, feeling that Nabi would cum and began frantically searching for his own end.
"Damn it, foxy!" he growled, feeling her juices run down his thighs as she reached the top, shouting his name. With another thrust, he emptied as deeply as he could.
"One day you'll kill me" he moaned into her neck, breathing hard. She grabbed him by the hair, pulled him so he could look at her, and kissed him tenderly. "I love you, bunny," she smiled, fighting for air.
Jungcook gently brushed her hair, running his fingers over her shoulder. "I love you too, my foxy" his eyes shone with all the happiness he was capable of.