Look At My Korean Hubby!!!!

Look at my Korean hubby!!!!

this look though

Mrs. Jeon Vol.5

Synopsis• One nightstand gone Marriage!? The past catches up with Yn when her head over heels husband finds his lost bride and will keep her by any means necessary.

Category's• RomCom, Comedy, Oh no, Jungkook, you're yandere is showing! Colorful words and smooching!

Duos• Yandere Jungkook! X Chubby! Reader

Author notes; I'm losing faith in this story. It's boring. Sorry for it being short.

Vol.6

“ I want to be yours forever, Kookie.”

You muttered into the crook of my neck, although we were alone. You in my arms, so delicate and fragile I thought you might break if I held on to you too tight...That-That twilight, I told you my happiness, vulnerability, and dreads, and you did the same. You feared thunderstorms due to a tragedy out of your control; you hate yourself for not possessing dreams to achieve….You still believe in fairytales despite your childhood being long gone.

You said these things yourself-of your own free will, so WHY are you pretending as if those deep conversations never happened. Like we never met like we never kissed like we never….loved. How could you treat your husband this way! The man who would put the barrel of a gun to his temple and pull the trigger without hesitation all for you, I would do anything for you just to look at me with the same love drowned expression from our wedding night. Please- For the first time, You might be the first woman who didn't give a damn about my title; hell, you haven't even heard of my name.

Or is this some type of sick game to you? Hopping from man to man like the pretty slut you are-Ha if that's the case, I'm competitive, babe, and I don't lose.

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Narrative's Pov

You didn't sleep a wink-well; you wouldn't allow yourself rather. Sleeping in a foreign environment isn't as content as it's crack out to be; being marooned on the island of Korea's prettiest flowers intensifies your stress level; you fear if any atoms were to give way, the whole house would wake up. Still, this foolish notion faded after stubbing your pinky toe followed by an ugly cry.

Still, Insomnia kept your eyelids peeled even after you abusing Jungkook's shower and covered your skin in the finest silk robe Jungkook's money could buy. Few hours in, you were bored and, quite frankly, a little bit hungry. Creakkk. Nothing to your left and nothing stood on your right-!

You sucked in your breath and held it tight. Jimin stood weakly but alert? His eyes were closed, and his head falls back at a tilt with his plump lips slightly agape. He snored.

" He's sleepwalking" You made sure to your voice low. It's dangerous to wake a sleepwalker, your uncertain why but not curious enough to find out first hand. You simply took his hand and leading back to bed. It's wasn't until you sat him down his head fell forward into your bosom.

"Mmm." He humbled in delight, mistaking your pillows for his own. Before things got out of hand. You laid Jimin down and watched him curl up to an actual pillow making it another one of his victims.

Your starting to see where Jungkook gets his oddness from.

GROWLL

Ah yes, Your solo kitchen expedition, but it looks like one beat you to the punch. Buddha Chips, Kimbaps, bottles of green teas, and assorted Korean sweets abandon on the sofa with the backdoor opened...

"Mmm!" A huge hand wrapped your mouth. Jungkook's face came into the corner of your eye.

“Please don't scream if you do; you'll wake up my hyungs, and they get crabby when their beauty sleep is disturbed, especially Jin-Hyung. So, I'm going to let go you go now, okay?"

Jungkook didn't release his grip until you obliged.

" Thank you...." Jungkook circled around you to the island inside the kitchen. " You look amazing, by the way. "

It is hard to endure his flatter without being affected, but a pink tint on your cheek gave you away.

" It's the only thing I had to wear.. besides your clothes." You muttered the last bit.

" You could have worn my mines. I wouldn't have mine, plus I did be a treat seeing you in my oversized clothes."

Who has the energy to be this cheeky at this time of night?!

You ignored him and went about your mission to get some food and off to bed! not acknowledge his likes!

But you know what you did? You fed into his crazed nonsense and ended up sitting on the backyard bench underneath the starry night with eating cup ramen. Frighteningly, the soft melting sense in your heart felt intimate in your memories. You sit on your knees and listening to Jungkook speak passionately about his career and apologizing for not telling you but not apologizing for kidnapping you?. Eventually, the subject to you and well.

“Why did you kidnap me?" Finally, the question we've all been asking-

"I felt like it." What?! Jungkook's reaction to the million-dollar question was nonchalant; he easily brushed it off, having more trouble slipping up the leftover sauce and ramen bits at the bottom of his cup.

You knew he was bullshiting you coming from his bitter tone, but not an idea went through your mind how to get him to-

Smack!

"Did you just hit me?!" Jungkook groaned at his stinging back.

" You don't just drag someone across seas just because you feel like it!"

Jungkook got in your face just as you did him. " Yes, you do! The way you feel like hopping up and abandoning me that night."

You stared at the tip of his nose against yours. " I-Jungkook.-"

"What" He spat. "Got nothing to say, huh?"

"It was a mistake, The marriage; we shouldn't have let it get that far."

His eyes darken, and sanity leaked out with every passing heartless drivel; jungkook cheeks redden for anger and frustration, his jaw clenched, veins throb.

" Here."

You flinched, baffled by the kimbap he offered for you to take.

“You haven't eaten since you got here. I'm going to bed. I got practice tomorrow.”

Jungkook meticulously pecked your lips goodnight leaving you dumbstruck. You watched his muscular back disappear into the beach house or fancy prison cell.

Why do your pictures make me smile so much? 🥰

hello this is a formal announcement to let y’all know.. I am in love with Kim Namjoon. Thank you for coming to my ted talk

What's Wrong With Secretary Park?!

Synopsis• If balancing work and a stubborn ex-husband isn't hard enough, Let's add the boss’s seven sons falling head over heels for her to mix.

Category's• Romcon, Comedy, Office Au.

Duos• BTS x Reader

A spin-off of the original series ‘ What's Wrong With Secretary Kim’ Bangtan Edition! Starring the Handsome, Seo-Joon Park as the Ex husband.

EP. One Two

“ Tae, You tripped me! You’re so dead when I get my hands on you!” Jimin roared. 

Taehyung bolted through the double doors giggling as he shoves them close. “ Yn! Yn!, Help me.” He cried, diving down into the cubby forth up my legs. 

He held his index to his lips. “Shh, Jimin’s scary when he’s angry.”

“Then why would you trip him?” 

“ I wanted to be the first to say Hi to you,” He cheesed. “ Hello, Yn.”

I playfully rolled my eyes. “ Hello, Taehyung.”

Jimin burst the door, ready and willing to commit homicide, but his harsh glare softened when he stood at my desk. 

“Hello, Jimmie.” I cood. “How are you?” 

“ Hi Yn,” His hello was short as he scouted for his brother. “ How are you? Still lovely as ever.”

I giggled tightly. “ You’re such a flirt, Jimmie.- What are you looking for?” I stood up and waltzed over to his side. “ I can help.” 

Jimin lifted a heavy planted pot and set it aside; I feel most people underestimate Jimin because he’s the shortest brother, but His strength is nothing to scoff at. 

“How strong. Handsome, Smart, and strong. You're the whole package, Jimmie.” 

Jimin smirked and tried to focus on his mission, but his bright rosy cheeks gave it away. “ Thank you.”

“ And  You changed your hair color again; you look dashing as a blond- I mean, you look great in any color, but blonde Jimin is a true heartstopper. “ 

Jimin sheepishly tilted his head slightly forward as if he wanted-

“You could feel it if you like.” 

Is it possible to be a bashful flirt and adorable at the same time?

How could I refuse such a generous offer? “ So soft and fluffy.” I didn't realize how childish I sound until Jimin chuckled and mumbled ‘cute.’ 

Combining my fingers through his honey-blond locks, I  lightly scratched at his scalp, earning a small hum for his lips-

“What is this?!”

Jimin and I stared at Taehyung's sudden appearance; he stood in disbelief and disgust. “ I'm hiding for my life, and he gets the head pats!? He's not a good boy; I'm a good boy!”

“A good boy wouldn't trip me up while walking downstairs! Yn only gives actual good boys head pats like me! Her favorite!” Jimin purred, tugging my body into his arms. “Hmph.”

I'm getting an uneasy feeling about this conversation. Maybe I should butt in “Now Now, Boys, Your father-”  

Taehyung stiffed his jaw, and the base in his voice dropped several octaves.. “ You’re not her favorite! She needs a man, not a duckling. That's lost its mama.” 

Oh dear, Thank you goodness, Jimin released me, and I managed to get out the way. Being sandwiched between those two during a heated argument isn't the best place to be; trust me. 

The safest place is the sidelines-

“Noona? May I have some candy?”

“Huh? Sure hun, look in my top drawer.”

“Thank you.”

Wait a minute! “ No, No,” I wedged in-between my desk and Jungkook. “ Your father warned me about giving you sugar—no treats for you.” Jungkook doesn't give in easily; he played this dirtiest card against my weak heart. Oh no, not the puppy dog eyes. No! You must stand your ground! 

“ But Noona, ” He whines.

In hindsight, He could easily reach over me, but I appreciate him asking permission first.

“Alright, Alright, but One-piece, that's it, ” He leaned over, snatching up the sweet piece of candy from my fingers. 

“Yum!” Jungkook often squares his brows when something is tasty. “ What are the hyungs arguing about?” 

“Who’s a better good boy?”  

“They're both fools-I’m the good boy. Duh!”

In the drop of a hat, Jimin and Taehyung barked at Jungkook, who once was an innocent bystander turned into a new target. 

The three babies started utter chaos, yelling at each other until the veins in their necks popped, but it's never something to be alert about because in less than a second their hugging each other and laughing.

Shoot! I should tell Mr. Jeon the babies are here. “Mr.-Jeon…? What’s all this then?” Balloons? Streamers? Jin and the others froze midway between hanging more decorations and standing on a chair. Mr. Jeon stood taping a banner reading ‘Happy Anniversary” on it.

“ Ms.Park!?What-What are you doing here?!” Mr. Jeon tittered. What's with him? I can see the sweat forming off his forehead. “ I-I thought the boys were watching you.”

“ Surprise!!!.. Oh....” The babies faded into silence.

“ Oppa said to watch her!” Jin scolded. 

“ All this is for me? “ 

Namjoon stepped up. “ Yea, We're sorry it doesn't look the best-” 

“Are you nuts!? I love it!!!” Who cares if it's not finished? The fact they put in time and effort for me means the world to me! Especially when it's been a challenging year emotionally and physically with all this toxic husband drama. I felt like I was a stone, not knowing if I was doing anything right because of this new independent lifestyle, but I know I make the best decision coming here.

“ Noona, Don't cry-” Jimin gently wiped my tears away while fighting back his own. The babies are sympathetic criers, but Jimin is something else entirely. 

As soon as they heard my weeping, the men swarmed me with comfort and happiness. 

“Noona, Come on, The cake is melting!” Jungkook took my hands, dragging me to the strawberry cake he’s been refraining from sticking a finger in the pink frosting. 

I love this job.

To be continued... 

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