This Look

this look…

Ughh this man is just 😩😫

you know when he....🫠 {cr. dwellingsouls}

MW2 Reaction To You Being Their Controversially Young Girlfriend

Warnings: Implied Smut, Legal Age Gap, Age Gap Relationships, Daddy Kink, Older Man/Younger Woman, Older Woman/Younger Woman, Possessive MW2, Degradation, Mention of Corruption, Mentions of Innocence, Mentions of Naivety, Praise Kink (M Giving), Implied Choking Kink, Angry Sex, Groping, Brat Taming, Man Handling/Woman Handling, Dumbification Kink, Gentle MW2, Rough MW2, Self-Consciousness, Mentions of Blood/Injury, Insecurity, Profanity, Pet Names, Fem Pronouns Used For Reader.

Ghost

Pretends he doesn’t care about the age gap, but he secretly does.

You’d never know it, but he worries that he’s roping you into a relationship – a long-term one at that – when you should be out, meeting guys, gaining life experience.

He also fears that, in some way, he’s corrupting you, that his selfish desire to keep you close to him will lead to you being targeted or you eventually resenting him.

It doesn’t matter how many times you tell him otherwise, he’s still going to worry about you.

There are a few ways you can put his mind at ease, though. Namely of the bedroom variety.

More on this later 👀.

He spoils you silly, absolutely rotten. Anything that catches that pretty little eye of yours and he’s already got it gift wrapped. He feels it’s the least he can do after you’ve shown  him that life isn’t just an endless cycle of suffering – an infinitum of anguish – that he does deserve happiness and a chance at love.

Very gentle during sex. Unless you ask him not to be.

Expect a lot of praise in bed.

Many a night have you found yourself pinned under Simon, his mouth to your ear as he pants, moaning, telling you how you’re “Such a good girl, taking me so well,” while he fills you with long, languid strokes.

Other times, he’s not so gentle.

Oftentimes, usually as a result of purposefully making Ghost jealous, have you been pinned against a hard surface – one of convenience rather than comfort – with Simon at your back, the tent in his pants catching you.

His voice is deep, husking and carnal as he reminds you who you belong to.

“Like having your pretty little cunt ravaged by an older man, don’t you, Love.”

He’s very protective of you.

He sometimes construes your young age as innocence, naivete. Hence, he never lets you out of his sight when you’re out together.

Scary dog privileges.

Absolutely feral, down bad for you: you only have to do or say the most minimal of things to make him melt, to become a slave to his adoration for you.

That being said, he’s paranoid that one day you’ll see him as he views himself and leave him for someone better – someone you deserve. Someone younger.

He’s damaged goods, you still have your whole life to live. And yet you stay with him, promise him that he’s the only man you’ll ever love.

As stated earlier, Simon can be persuaded of your dedication to him via special, particular means.

However, if you play into his insecurities, even to get a rise out of him, he’ll pounce on you, grab your wrists and pin you to a wall, gripping your jaw and forcing you to look at him.

And, beneath dark lashes and darker eyes, he makes a promise to you.

“Oh, you think a younger lover can pleasure you like I can?” he says, his head tilting. “Don’t you worry, Darling. I’ll fuck that idea outta that pretty little head of yours until the only thing rattling around in there is me.”

König

Somewhat insecure in your relationship. Especially when he gets disapproving glances and glares from passers-by when they note the very obvious age difference between the two of you.

But, his love for you can overcome any measure of anguish, social or otherwise.

He’s the gentlest giant you could ever hope to meet, both in and out of bed.

When he feels like it.

He treats you like you’re innocent and pure, shielding your eyes from graphic scenes on TV and gruesome stories in the newspaper.

Sometimes he has to remind himself that you’re a fully-grown woman, even if you are younger than him.

You send him absolutely feral whenever you wear his clothes btw.

Seeing as any one of his shirts could be your nightdress, he calls you his “Minnie Maus”, and treats you as such.

Pls sit on his lap, he’ll only be able to die happy once you do.

He fears judgement from others whenever you enact PDA, so to make up for his lack of willing to be physical with you in public, there isn’t a moment where you’re without him at home.

Extended periods of time in your presence tend to send him a bit…funny.

A little bit silly.

And by silly, I mean there’s a single thread of humanity keeping him from tearing your clothes off at any given second.

Especially if he’s seen a younger guy looking at you earlier in the day.

One of the few times he’ll get physical with you in public is whenever he catches someone looking at you with a glaze over their eyes he knows all too well.

He approaches you from behind, slipping a pythonic arm about your waist and pulling you into him.

Only now does your admirer look away, leave the premises entirely, once they catch sight of König’s gargantuan proportions and the rabid look in his eye.

Once you get home, he’s on you before you can even shut the door.

It’s times like these that König doesn’t feel insecure about the age gap between you.

Because he knows, no matter how little you’re willing to admit it, that nobody will ever be able to make you scream and cry and tremble like he can.

“Did you like that boy’s attention earlier, Maus?” he says, his eyes cattish and voice serpentine. He bears down on you, his hand about your throat as the other travels under your skirt.

“Is my love not enough? Are my affections wasted on you?”

His eyes glint in the dim light of the bedroom. His teeth look sharper – primal – in the low glow of the bedside lamp.

“No matter. I’ll make you remember how much you need me,” he presses into you. The bulge between his legs feels far too big for you to take.

“Inch by bloody inch.”

Valeria

You’re her little Angel, her Goddess, the light of her life and her reason for living.

That does not exempt you from her teasing, however.

Sexual or otherwise.

She’s particularly fond of randomly grabbing your backside when she’s walking past, or smacking it so hard that you yelp and she’s grinning from ear to ear.

Even if you use your puppy-dog eyes on her, disobedience is not accepted under her roof.

In fact, trying to wriggle out of any punishment she has planned is enough to make her grab you and pin you to a wall, her grip unrelenting as she sucks and bites your neck, leaving harsh red marks and a sense of helplessness as she does what she pleases with you.

“Don’t go fucking around behind my back again, Chiquita,” she tells you, her nose touching yours and her eyes black. She brings her knee between your legs, pressing into you.

“Or next time I won’t just stop at your throat.”

She loves dressing you up in the finest clothing money (and a ghastly reputation) can buy.

She thrives on having you hanging off her arm like a dog on a leash; she gets to show you off to her subordinates and business partners who know they’ll never even have the thought of having a chance with you entertained.

Valeria’s mood can fluctuate in bed.

Sometimes, she treats you like a common whore she found on the street, fucking every ounce of rage, hate and venom into you until some part of you’s left bleeding as Valeria’s panting on top of you, her lips to your cheeks as she kisses your tears away with a whiplash-inducing gentleness she seemed incapable of minutes ago.

Most of the time, she’s loving and kind, putting your needs above her own.

Sure, she still teases you, makes you work for her love and dedication, but you know she’d do anything for you.

You can tell in her tone as she tells you of how she would “Scorch the earth if only to find a fragment of you in the wreckage.”

You disappearing or being taken from her is her biggest fear, and at night she holds you tightly against her chest, your buffer against the world she would sooner see in flames than relinquish you to.

Price

He’s so father-coded fr.

He calls you his little girl, his Princess, Love, Darling, Dollie — anything that highlights your fragile nature.

Shows you off to his friends just so he can show them what they’re missing. He adores the feeling of you curling further into him under the eyes of his task force, the look in their eyes relating something savage, primal, as they look at your bare thighs – the pinnacle of which shadowed by John’s shirt – and watch something they can never have, never touch.

John hides his insecurity well, but he does secretly worry about the age gap.

Especially when he watches younger men looking at you in ways he does.

The difference being that, while they offered you the world and would give you nothing, you are John’s world.

When you can tell John’s feeling worried, comforting him is a surprisingly easy task.

A kiss to the temple and the promise that he’s the only man for you is usually enough to put his mind at ease and make his face break out into a smile.

On the rare occasion it isn’t, however, alternative methods are at your disposal.

E.g. screaming John’s name into the night as your nails drag down the expanse of his back, bodies scorching as he brings you to tears with his touch and his unrelenting pace.

He will absolutely hold his rank/age over you when he’s like this, no longer a point of contention or shame for him as he tells you he’s the “Only one who can make you whimper like a fuckin’ dog,”

“Such a good girl for me, my good little cocksleeve,” he rasps in your ear as he bounces you on top of him, his hands about your waist, preventing you from fleeing or falling off.

“God, you’re so beautiful — so— fuck— gorgeous.” He’s panting, gasping, growling.

“And all mine.”

Horangi

You’re the only thing that matters to him.

At this point, he only remains as a military contractor to ensure that he can keep you in the style to which you are accustomed.

Calls you 자기야 (Jagiya – Honey, Darling).

His favourite thing to do is sit you between his legs and wrap around you like armour.

In case you couldn’t tell, he’s highly protective of you.

You can make him do absolutely anything — he’s at your beck and call.

You can get him to buy you anything if you give him what he likes to call ‘kitten eyes’ eyes.

Even if you’re being a brat, he remains calm and treats you like his little angel, his sweetpea.

Unless you push him too far.

At which point, he won’t hesitate to tame you if you try your luck.

He’ll have you bent over his lap, holding you down with his forearm as he turns your thighs and backside red-raw with the slap of his belt.

“Don’t start crying now, 자기 — you brought this on yourself.”

He never fails in the aftercare department, though.

Always filling your head with words of affirmation as he bathes you, carrying you to bed and tending to your skin with soothing creams and soft touches.

Hong-jin goes super feral crazy when you call him 오빠.

A common honorific used towards any man older than the person using it.

Even if you don’t understand the implications of it, Hong-jin does. And yes, it does tend to make him a bit silly.

Silly enough to know that he’s not going to last long and needs to get home ASAP to deal with…something.

Which he also makes your problem, pressing messy, desperate kisses to your lips as he tries to get his shirt off, your hands on his chest, feeling his heartbeat skyrocketing.

“I need you, (Y/N),” he says, breathless, almost growling. Yet, his eyes are wide, pleading. A doe-eyed prince with the aura of a wolf king. “And I’ll have every inch of you.”

Alejandro

Pre-established passionate lover.

One who is fiercely protective over you.

If anyone — and I mean anyone — catcalls you, makes passes at you, or even looks at you in the wrong way, Alejandro makes sure to enact righteous fury upon them.

He’ll do whatever it takes to make sure you’re 110% satisfied, regardless of context.

You want a new wardrobe ? It’s done. A new car ? All yours. You need Alejandro now and it can’t wait ? Why, how can he say no when you whine like that, when you tug at his sleeve and tuck your head against his shoulder.

He calls you “mi Princesa” and makes sure everybody knows you’re his and he’s yours.

A thorough lover is how you might describe him.

Especially after he’s so willing to bend you against the nearest surface to get you off, no matter the time of day.

You can bring him to his knees with just a look. Turn him from the most respected soldier in his department into a feral wolf.

Which, if you play your cards right, can end very well for both of you.

Alejandro likes to play a game whenever you’re riding him.

He grabs you by your hips and anchors you on top of him.

“Let’s see how long you can hold on for, mi Corazón,” he says, flashing you a sultry smile before he’s bucking into you at the pace of a mechanical rodeo horse at full speed.

“Holding on” can mean anything from not being pounded off Ale’s hips to staving off your orgasm for as long as you can.

Failure to do either is when you see Alejandro at his most wicked. When he’s all teeth, a shark’s grin, his eyes dark and his voice low as he tells you that he needs to “Train your endurance. How else are you going to take me again, hm?”

Needless to say, you’ll be lucky to be able to get out of bed the next day.

Rodolfo

His heart beats only for you. And as a result, he treats you like royalty.

As he should.

You want it ? You got it. 

In abundance.

You have the best of everything and Rudy loves nothing more than seeing your face light up when you receive one of his many gifts.

That, and having you sat on his lap, raking your fingers through his hair as he tells you about his day.

He omits the more gruesome details, fearing he’ll taint you with the blood on his hands if he doesn’t.

Speaking of lap-sitting, it’s your one-way ticket to an eventful afternoon with Rudy.

Cockwarming is his go-to, your legs wrapped about his waist as he fills out reams of paperwork, pressing kisses to your shoulder and telling you “What a good girl you’re being, mi amor,”

Be prepared for a tidal wave of praise for doing the bare minimum.

It doesn’t matter if Rudy’s topping or bottoming, he’s going to let you know how you’re making him feel, how nobody will ever ensnare him like you do.

“I love you,” he rasps, eyes half-lidded and skin glistening with sweat as you take him.

“I love you, I love you so much–” He growls, back arching into you as you catch a sensitive area. His chest is heaving and his eyes are dark.

“I’ll never let anyone else have you.”

Graves

This guy was made to have a controversially young girlfriend.

Calls you “Babydoll”, “Babygirl”, “Little Lady”, etc.

He unironically refers to himself as “Daddy”.

E.g. “You were eyein’n up that necklace for a while, Darlin’…” His hand slips to the crotch of his jeans, rocking his bulge into his palm.

“Maybe if you ask Daddy real nicely, he’ll get it for you.”

He’s actually very caring. He’d buy you the world if it meant seeing you smile.

He never expects anything from you in return.

He just can’t pass up the opportunity to have you in his arms, to touch you.

Graves can tend to go overboard with the gifts, though.

Calls you “young thing” when he’s feeling humourous.

On the flip-side, he can (and will) use your age gap against you. Like Price, but more Southern.

He’ll be very condescending when he’s mad, tending to use terms that undermine how intelligent and capable you really are.

“If you’d just listened to me and gotten it through your tiny head that I’m doing what’s best for you, we wouldn’t be in this situation!”

On the flip-flip-side, he uses your age gap as a jumping-off point into…dubious activities.

#1 dumbification kink enjoyer.

He’s a switch with top lean, what can I say.

“Can’t do anything without me, can you, Sweetheart.” It’s not a question. His eyes are too serious, too stern, for it to be. He’s  pounding into you, hands either side of your head, caging you beneath him.

Between his panting, he presses a wet, uncoordinated kiss to your lips.

“I’ll make sure you can’t even think without me by the time I’m done with you.”

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words to use when writing

Appetite:

craving, demand, gluttony, greed, hunger, inclination, insatiable, longing, lust, passion, ravenousness, relish, taste, thirst, urge, voracity, weakness, willingness, yearning, ardor, dedication, desire, devotion, enthusiasm, excitement, fervor, horny, intensity, keenness, wholeheartedness, zeal

Arouse:

agitate, awaken, electrify, enliven, excite, entice, foment, goad, incite, inflame, instigate, kindle, provoke, rally, rouse, spark, stimulate, stir, thrill, waken, warm, whet, attract, charm, coax, fire up, fuel, heat up, lure, produce, stir up, tantalize, tease, tempt, thrum, torment, wind up, work up

Assault:

attack, advancing, aggressive, assailing, charging, incursion, inundated, invasion, offensive, onset, onslaught, overwhelmed, ruinous, tempestuous, strike, violation, ambush, assail, barrage, bombard, bombardment, crackdown, wound

Beautiful: 

admirable, alluring, angelic, appealing, bewitching, charming, dazzling, delicate, delightful, divine, elegant, enticing, exquisite, fascinating, gorgeous, graceful, grand, magnificent, marvelous, pleasing, radiant, ravishing, resplendent, splendid, stunning, sublime, attractive, beguiling, captivating, enchanting, engaging, enthralling, eye-catching, fetching, fine, fine-looking, good-looking, handsome, inviting, lovely, mesmeric, mesmerizing, pretty, rakish, refined, striking, tantalizing, tempting

Brutal:

atrocious, barbarous, bloodthirsty, callous, cruel, feral, ferocious, hard, harsh, heartless, inhuman, merciless, murderous, pitiless, remorseless, rough, rude, ruthless, savage, severe, terrible, unmerciful, vicious, bestial, brute, brutish, cold-blooded, fierce, gory, nasty, rancorous, sadistic, uncompromising, unfeeling, unforgiving, unpitying, violent, wild

Burly:

able-bodied, athletic, beefy, big, brawny, broad-shouldered, bulky, dense, enormous, great, hard, hardy, hearty, heavily built, heavy, hefty, huge, husky, immense, large, massive, muscular, mighty, outsized, oversized, powerful, powerfully built, prodigious, robust, solid, stalwart, stocky, stout, strapping, strong, strongly built, sturdy, thick, thickset, tough, well-built, well-developed

Carnal:

animalistic, bodily, impure, lascivious, lecherous, lewd, libidinous, licentious, lustful, physical, prurient, salacious, sensuous, voluptuous, vulgar, wanton, , coarse, crude, dirty, raunchy, rough, unclean

Dangerous:

alarming, critical, fatal, formidable, impending, malignant, menacing, mortal, nasty, perilous, precarious, pressing, serious, terrible, threatening, treacherous, urgent, vulnerable, wicked, acute, damaging, deadly, death-defying, deathly, destructive, detrimental, explosive, grave, harmful, hazardous, injurious, lethal, life-threatening, noxious, poisonous, risky, severe, terrifying, toxic, unsafe, unstable, venomous

Dark:

atrocious, corrupt, forbidding, foul, infernal, midnight, morbid, ominous, sinful, sinister, somber, threatening, twilight, vile, wicked, abject, alarming, appalling, baleful, bizarre, bleak, bloodcurdling, boding evil, chilling, cold, condemned, creepy, damned, daunting, demented, desolate, dire, dismal, disturbing, doomed, dour, dread, dreary, dusk, eerie, fear, fearsome, frightening, ghastly, ghostly, ghoulish, gloom, gloomy, grave, grim, grisly, gruesome, hair-raising, haunted, hideous, hopeless, horrendous, horrible, horrid, horrific, horrifying, horror, ill-fated, ill-omened, ill-starred, inauspicious, inhospitable, looming, lost, macabre, malice, malignant, menacing, murky, mysterious, night, panic, pessimistic, petrifying, scary, shadows, shadowy, shade, shady, shocking, soul-destroying, sour, spine-chilling, spine-tingling, strange, terrifying, uncanny, unearthly, unlucky, unnatural, unnerving, weird, wretched

Delicious:

enticing, exquisite, luscious, lush, rich, savory, sweet, tasty, tempting, appetizing, delectable, flavorsome, full of flavor, juicy, lip-smacking, mouth-watering, piquant, relish, ripe, salty, spicy, scrummy, scrumptious, succulent, tangy, tart, tasty, yummy, zesty

Ecstasy:

delectation, delirium, elation, euphoria, fervor, frenzy, joy, rapture, transport, bliss, excitement, happiness, heaven, high, paradise, rhapsody, thrill, blissful, delighted, elated, extremely happy, in raptures (of delight), in seventh heaven, jubilant, on cloud nine, overexcited, overjoyed, rapturous, thrilled

Ecstatic:

delirious, enraptured, euphoric, fervent, frenzied, joyous, transported, wild

Erotic:

amatory, amorous, aphrodisiac, carnal, earthy, erogenous, fervid, filthy, hot, impassioned, lascivious, lecherous, lewd, raw, romantic, rousing, salacious, seductive, sensual, sexual, spicy, steamy, stimulating, suggestive, titillating, voluptuous, tantalizing

Gasp:

catch of breath, choke, gulp, heave, inhale, pant, puff, snort, wheeze, huff, rasp, sharp intake of air, short of breath, struggle for breath, swallow, winded 

Heated:

ardent, avid, excited, fervent, fervid, fierce, fiery, frenzied, furious, impassioned, intense, passionate, raging, scalding, scorched, stormy, tempestuous, vehement, violent, ablaze, aflame, all-consuming, blazing, blistering, burning, crazed, explosive, febrile, feverish, fired up, flaming, flushed, frantic, hot, hot-blooded, impatient, incensed, maddening, obsessed, possessed, randy, searing, sizzling, smoldering, sweltering, torrid, turbulent, volatile, worked up, zealous

Hunger:

appetite, ache, craving, gluttony, greed, longing, lust, mania, mouth-watering, ravenous, voracious, want, yearning, thirst

Hungry:

avid, carnivorous, covetous, craving, eager, greedy, hungered, rapacious, ravenous, starved, unsatisfied, voracious, avaricious, desirous, famished, grasping, insatiable, keen, longing, predatory, ravening, starving, thirsty, wanting

Intense:

forceful, severe, passionate, acute, agonizing, ardent, anxious, biting, bitter, burning, close, consuming, cutting, deep, eager, earnest, excessive, exquisite, extreme, fervent, fervid, fierce, forcible, great, harsh, impassioned, keen, marked, piercing, powerful, profound, severe, sharp, strong, vehement, violent, vivid, vigorous

Liquid:

damp, cream, creamy, dripping, ichorous, juicy, moist, luscious, melted, moist, pulpy, sappy, soaking, solvent, sopping, succulent, viscous, wet / aqueous, broth, elixir, extract, flux, juice, liquor, nectar, sap, sauce, secretion, solution, vitae, awash, moisture, boggy, dewy, drenched, drip, drop, droplet, drowning, flood, flooded, flowing, fountain, jewel, leaky, milky, overflowing, saturated, slick, slippery, soaked, sodden, soggy, stream, swamp, tear, teardrop, torrent, waterlogged, watery, weeping

Lithe:

agile, lean, pliant, slight, spare, sinewy, slender, supple, deft, fit, flexible, lanky, leggy, limber, lissom, lissome, nimble, sinuous, skinny, sleek, slender, slim, svelte, trim, thin, willowy, wiry

Moan:

beef, cry, gripe, grouse, grumble, lament, lamentation, plaint, sob, wail, whine, bemoan, bewail, carp, deplore, grieve, gripe, grouse, grumble, keen, lament, sigh, sob, wail, whine, mewl

Moving:

(exciting,) affecting, effective  arousing, awakening, breathless, dynamic, eloquent, emotional, emotive, expressive, fecund, far-out, felt in gut, grabbed by, gripping, heartbreaking, heartrending, impelling, impressive, inspirational, meaningful, mind-bending, mind-blowing, motivating, persuasive, poignant, propelling, provoking, quickening, rallying, rousing, significant, stimulating, simulative, stirring, stunning, touching, awe-inspiring, energizing, exhilarating, fascinating, heart pounding, heart stopping, inspiring, riveting, thrilling

Need:

compulsion, demand, desperate, devoir, extremity, impatient longing, must, urge, urgency / desire, appetite, avid, burn, craving, eagerness, fascination, greed, hunger, insatiable, longing, lust, taste, thirst, voracious, want, yearning, ache, addiction, aspiration, desire, fever, fixation, hankering, hope, impulse, inclination, infatuation, itch, obsession, passion, pining, wish, yen

Pain: 

ache, afflict, affliction, agony, agonize, anguish, bite, burn, chafe, distress, fever, grief, hurt, inflame, laceration, misery, pang, punish, sting, suffering, tenderness, throb, throe, torment, torture, smart

Painful:

aching, agonizing, arduous, awful, biting, burning, caustic, dire, distressing, dreadful, excruciating, extreme, grievous, inflamed, piercing, raw, sensitive, severe, sharp, tender, terrible, throbbing, tormenting, angry, bleeding, bloody, bruised, cutting, hurting, injured, irritated, prickly, skinned, smarting, sore, stinging, unbearable, uncomfortable, upsetting, wounded

Perverted: 

aberrant, abnormal, corrupt, debased, debauched, defiling, depraved, deviant, monstrous, tainted, twisted, vicious, warped, wicked, abhorrent, base, decadent, degenerate, degrading, dirty, disgusting, dissipated, dissolute, distasteful, hedonistic, immodest, immoral, indecent, indulgent, licentious, nasty, profligate, repellent, repugnant, repulsive, revolting, shameful, shameless, sickening, sinful, smutty, sordid, unscrupulous, vile 

Pleasurable:

charming, gratifying, luscious, satisfying, savory, agreeable, delicious, delightful, enjoyable, nice, pleasant, pleasing, soothing, succulent

Pleasure:

bliss, delight, gluttony, gratification, relish, satisfaction, thrill, adventure, amusement, buzz, contentment, delight, desire, ecstasy, enjoyment, excitement, fun, happiness, harmony, heaven, joy, kick, liking, paradise, seventh heaven 

Rapacious:

avaricious, ferocious, furious, greedy, predatory, ravening, ravenous, savage, voracious, aggressive, gluttonous, grasping, insatiable, marauding, plundering

Rapture:

bliss, ecstasy, elation, exaltation, glory, gratification, passion, pleasure, floating, unbridled joy

Rigid:

adamant, austere, definite, determined, exact, firm, hard, rigorous, solid, stern, uncompromising, unrelenting, unyielding, concrete, fixed, harsh, immovable, inflexible, obstinate, resolute, resolved, severe, steadfast, steady, stiff, strong, strict, stubborn, taut, tense, tight, tough, unbending, unchangeable, unwavering

Sudden:

abrupt, accelerated, acute, fast, flashing, fleeting, hasty, headlong, hurried, immediate, impetuous, impulsive, quick, quickening, rapid, rash, rushing, swift, brash, brisk, brusque, instant, instantaneous, out of the blue, reckless, rushed, sharp, spontaneous, urgent, without warning

Thrust:

(forward) advance, drive, forge, impetus, impulsion, lunge, momentum, onslaught, poke, pressure, prod, propulsion, punch, push, shove, power, proceed, progress, propel

(push hard) assail, assault, attack, bear down, buck, drive, force, heave, impale, impel, jab, lunge, plunge, press, pound, prod, ram, shove, stab, transfix, urge, bang, burrow, cram, gouge, jam, pierce, punch, slam, spear, spike, stick

Thunder-struck:

amazed, astonished, aghast, astounded, awestruck, confounded, dazed, dazed, dismayed, overwhelmed, shocked, staggered, startled, stunned, gob-smacked, bewildered, dumbfounded, flabbergasted, horrified, incredulous, surprised, taken aback 

Torment:

agony, anguish, hurt, misery, pain, punishment, suffering, afflict, angst, conflict, distress, grief, heartache, misfortune, nightmare, persecute, plague, sorrow, strife, tease, test, trial, tribulation, torture, turmoil, vex, woe

Touch:

(physical) - blow, brush, caress, collide, come together, contact, converge, crash, cuddle, embrace, feel, feel up, finger, fondle, frisk, glance, glide, graze, grope, handle, hit, hug, impact, join, junction, kiss, lick, line, manipulate, march, massage, meet, nudge, palm, partake, pat, paw, peck, pet, pinch, probe, push, reach, rub, scratch, skim, slide, smooth, strike, stroke, suck, sweep, tag, tap, taste, thumb, tickle, tip, touching, toy, bite, bump, burrow, buss, bury, circle, claw, clean, clutch, cover, creep, crush, cup, curl, delve, dig, drag, draw, ease, edge, fiddle with, flick, flit, fumble, grind, grip, grub, hold, huddle, knead, lap, lave, lay a hand on, maneuver, manhandle, mash, mold, muzzle, neck, nestle, nibble, nip, nuzzle, outline, play, polish, press, pull, rasp, ravish, ream, rim, run, scoop, scrabble, scrape, scrub, shave, shift, shunt, skate, slip, slither, smack, snake, snuggle, soothe, spank, splay, spread, squeeze, stretch, swipe, tangle, tease, thump, tongue, trace, trail, tunnel twiddle, twirl, twist, tug, work, wrap 

(mental) - communicate, examine, inspect, perception, scrutinize

Wet:

bathe, bleed, burst, cascade, course, cover, cream, damp, dampen, deluge, dip, douse, drench, dribble, drip, drizzle, drool, drop, drown, dunk, erupt, flood, flow, gush, immerse, issue, jet, leach, leak, moisten, ooze, overflow, permeate, plunge, pour, rain, rinse, run, salivate, saturate, secrete, seep, shower, shoot, slaver, slobber, slop, slosh, sluice, spill, soak, souse, spew, spit, splash, splatter, spout, spray, sprinkle, spurt, squirt, steep, stream, submerge, surge, swab, swamp, swill, swim, trickle, wash, water

Wicked:

abominable, amoral, atrocious, awful, base, barbarous, dangerous, debased, depraved, distressing, dreadful, evil, fearful, fiendish, fierce, foul, heartless, hazardous, heinous, immoral, indecent, intense, mean, nasty, naughty, nefarious, offensive, profane, scandalous, severe, shameful, shameless, sinful, terrible, unholy, vicious, vile, villainous, wayward, bad, criminal, cruel, deplorable, despicable, devious, ill-intentioned, impious, impish, iniquitous, irreverent, loathsome, Machiavellian, mad, malevolent, malicious, merciless, mischievous, monstrous, perverse, ruthless, spiteful, uncaring, unkind, unscrupulous, vindictive, virulent, wretched

Writhe: 

agonize, bend, jerk, recoil, lurch, plunge, slither, squirm, struggle, suffer, thrash, thresh, twist, wiggle, wriggle, angle, arc, bow, buck, coil, contort, convulse, curl, curve, fidget, fight, flex, go into spasm, grind, heave, jiggle, jolt, kick, rear, reel, ripple, resist, roll, lash, lash out, screw up, shake, shift, slide, spasm, stir, strain, stretch, surge, swell, swivel, thrust, turn violently, tussle, twitch, undulate, warp, worm, wrench, wrestle, yank 

This is soooo good!! Cant wait for next part

Way Back Home | jjk | Part Two

pairing: jungkook x reader

au(s): exes to lovers, single mom reader

rating: 18+

genre/warnings: parents au, single parent, co-parenting, chaebol, ceo jungkook, assistant reader, jeon twins, one of the babies has a weak heart, jungkook is a little bit of a dick, tears, crying, jayeon woke up woooo, angst angst angst

word count: 5k

authors note: omg the reaction to this story is impeccable, i'm so happy you guys are enjoying it so far so here i am treating you guys to another chapter :)

Previous | Next | Masterpost

You met Jungkook when you were in your first year of college. You went to Yonsei University to pursue a science major because your parents encouraged you to. Taehyung on the other hand, was told to go into engineering but he applied for a management program instead and…well didn’t tell your parents until after he finished his first year at Seoul National University. 

Of course, you didn’t do well. You dreaded it. It literally made no sense to you and you were basically scrambling to at least pass the classes you had. And sometimes, you didn’t even pass. After your first semester, you sat down with your parents and had a long discussion about it. A very long one. There was a good amount of fighting until your parents ultimately agreed. 

You applied for a marketing program at SNU and thankfully got in. 

On the day of your move, Taehyung slept in and your mom ended up being the one to take you to your dorm when your dumbass brother forgot. You started half way through the year so Taehyung was already living on campus. 

So when you got onto campus, you told your mom to wait in the car while you went to fetch Taehyung. He was a little shit so you didn’t care if you bothered him.

You marched into his dorm building and immediately went up to his door and banged on it. You waited a few seconds before it suddenly swung open. Only not to reveal your brother, but another guy. A very good looking guy. And he was shirtless.

Your mouth practically hung open at the sight of the man with fluffy black hair, a chiseled jawline, and a body sculpted to look like adonis. 

Let’s just say, you haven’t been around that many attractive guys before so you had no idea what to do.

You noticed he was looking at you in amusement as you gaped at him. Your cheeks turn red at his smirk. 

“Like what you see?” He asked. You cleared your throat, feeling embarrassed. 

“Uh, is Taehyung here?” You asked. He raised an eyebrow and looked back into his room.

“Get out.” He said bluntly. You looked at him in confusion when suddenly he opened the door wider to reveal a barely dressed girl with messy hair and smeared makeup.

You widen your eyes in surprise. The girl was struggling to keep all her belongings together in her arms as she brushed past you with a glare. 

You scoffed at her audacity before looking back at Jungkook who was now leaning against the doorway. 

“Don’t look too surprised, this happens quite a lot” He said, proudly. You poke your cheek with your tongue and shake your head. 

“You are one overconfident asshole.” You said sincerely. He smirked again before looking you up and down.

You weren’t wearing the most flattering clothes since you were so caught up in moving, you’re just wearing sweatpants and a crop top. 

Feeling uncomfortable again, you let out a sigh. “You didn’t answer my question” 

“Clearly he isn’t if a girl came out of here barely dressed.” He said sarcastically. You rolled your eyes at him. “Why? What do you want from him?” 

“None of your business.”

“Well, all I can say is you’re not his type.” He said. You gazed at him in surprise. Did he really just say what you think he said?

“What?”

“Tae, he won’t go for someone like you.”

“What the hell is that supposed to mean?” You ask, extremely confused.

“We have different types, and I know that you’re not his” He slyly said. Your mouth dropped in realization. You have to admit, that was a little bit slick but you’re not gonna fall into that. You’ve watched a lot of kdramas, you know who to fall for and who to avoid.

You were about to reply when the door on your right swings open. You suddenly see your brother walking out with someone with blonde hair and a little bit shorter following him closely behind. They were talking about going to a cafe down the street. He then looked up and was surprised to see you standing in front of his dorm room with an angry expression.

“Uh?” He said dumbly.

You gave him a stern look. His eyes widened in realization before he held up his hands in defense. “I’m sorry I’m sorry!”

You calmed yourself down before you ended up prancing at your brother. “Just come on” You replied and started walking towards the exit. 

He apologized to his friend and looked at Jungkook with an awkward smile before following you out.

“Who was that?” The blond guy asked. Jungkook looked at his friend with an amused smile.

“No idea, Jimin-ah”

After that odd encounter, Jungkook became a steadfast person in your life. He ended up being in some of your classes along with Taehyung. And let’s just say, you guys didn’t get along that well.

Jungkook was an irritating guy to be around at tha time. He was rich, attractive and loved attention. So of course there were girls lining up to get into his pants and he spent the majority of his time partying. 

You got along with your roommate Miyeon and spent most of your time with her. She was friends with your brother's group of friends who happen to include Jungkook.

So of course, you spent a lot of time with him. But you guys were mostly arguing with each other to really consider it a friendship. 

That was until one day when Miyeon practically begged you to join her at a party, and one of the random guys started getting a little too touchy with you. Especially when you were trying to break away from him. It wasn’t until he drunkenly started to harshly grip your arm and tried dragging you up the stairs, Jungkook stepped in and got him away from you.

He stuck to your side like glue the entire night and that’s when the dynamic of your relationship changed. You started seeing him in a different light. You spent a lot of time with him, he took you out on spontaneous adventures, and made you see life in a different perspective.

The day he asked you out was probably the day you remembered the most, it was the sweetest thing ever, and you knew that you wanted to be with this man forever. 

Years later, when you asked him why he helped you out that day, he told you he never wants to see you hurt. And something inside him just acted and he never regretted it one bit. 

He was always a person who listened to his gut instinct. But the downside about him is that he lets his emotions get the best of him sometimes. 

Which leads you here.

Right now.

“Sorry isn’t gonna fix this, not this time–” He said before walking out, he opened the door to only reveal Taehyung and Miyeon who were about to enter. He ignored them and made his way out of the room. You bury your face in your hands as you silently cry. 

Mieyon and Taehyung look at each other alarmed before your best friend slowly makes her way towards you. She sat on the chair beside you and brought you into her arms as you cried. She made eye contact with Taehyung before he huffed out a breath and left to catch up with Jungkook.

“Jungkook-ah” Taehyung said, running to meet up with him. But Jungkook was relentless. He kept walking and Taehyung was trying to catch up to him before he could leave.

“Jungkook-ah, wait” He said out of breath. Taehyung managed to reach him in front of his car. 

“I don't want to talk to you.” Jungkook said, as he was about to open the car door.  

Taehyung stepped in front of him to block him away from leaving. “Kook, just hear her out. She has a reason why she kept the twins from you.” 

Jungkook scoffed before running a frustrated hand through his hair. “What's the point? She hid very valuable information from me. For 6 years, I’ve wondered what the hell I did for her to possibly leave just to find out that she–” 

“Kook, she did what she had to do for you” 

“How is hiding my kids from me for 6 years beneficial for me?!” He exclaimed. His eyes were red with tears as he struggled to keep himself composed. But he can slowly feel the calmness going away to be left feeling rage and sadness. 

“And it doesn't help the fact that you’ve known all this time.” He snipped. Taehyung let out a breath and looked down onto the floor.

“I wanted to tell you.” He said. Jungkook scoffed again. He walked up to Taehyung and stared at him deep in the eyes.

“You just wanted to take my kids from me. That's what it was huh? What do they call you Appa instead of me?” He accused. Taehyung lightly pushed him away so that there was distance. He felt Jungkook’s anger and rightfully so. But this was going too far.

“You better watch your mouth”

“Oh come on. You two were always close back then, I wouldn't be surprised if she replaced you with me!” He said. Taehyung narrowed his eyes on his best friend. 

“She's my sister! Of course I’ll be fucking there for her!” Taehyung said back. Jungkook was taken aback. You guys never told him this. 

“What the fuck are you talking about?” He replied.

Taehyung groaned in frustration. “I get we never told you but come on, it’s so obvious that we’re twins. Just look at us!” He said. “I wanted to tell you, so did she. But when she came to me asking for my help, I always knew I got her back.” 

Jungkook let out a sigh. “That doesn't change the fact that you kept it from me. Two of the most important people in my life kept something as big as this and I’m not sure I can ever forgive you for this” 

“Kook, just–”

“No, just leave me alone. Tell the hospital to send the bill to Jin-hyung and I’ll pay it off later, I’m not dealing with this right now or else I’ll do something I’ll regret.” He said. Taehyung moved away from the door, knowing Jungkook needs his space right now.

He got into the car and quickly drove off. Taehyung watched as his friend drove off into the distance. Letting out a frustrated sigh, he made his way back into the hospital.

Miyeon told you to go to the bathroom to try and compose yourself. You knew you needed to stay strong for your kids. You can deal with Jungkook’s wrath another time. 

But after seeing the heartbreak all over his face. You felt the guilt eating you up alive. You let out a breath and made your way out of the bathroom. You were too busy looking down at the floor that you ended up bumping into someone. 

Looking up, you see your brother with a solemn expression. “You okay?” He asked. You shook your head before leaning in for a hug.

Taehyung kissed the top of your head as he held you close. “Did you speak to him?” You asked. He nodded his head.

“He’s angry.” 

You knew he was, and he had all the reason to be. But some part of you hoped that Taehyung could make him understand. 

“I think you should tell him.” He said. You looked at him with wide eyes. “I–”

“Y/N-ah, I helped you all these years because it was what you thought was the right decision at the time. But it’s been 6 years, and you promised a long time ago to reach out to him but you never did. It’s time.” He told you. Letting out a sigh, you knew he was right.

“But I’m scared–” You said, mouth wobbling.

“I know, but he deserves to know” 

Unexpectedly, Miyeon walked into the hallway out of breath. “I was looking everywhere for you guys” She said. “Jayeon’s awake” 

The three of you scrambled into Jayeon’s hospital room. You walk in to see your twins sitting on the bed. Jayeon still had his oxygen mask on but his eyes were open. Jiyeon was holding out a book and reading for both of them.

They looked up at you when you entered.

“Eomma, Jayeonie is awake!” Your daughter said. You gave her a kiss on the forehead before looking down at your son.

“How are you feeling, bug?” 

He nodded his head at you. Indicating he’s feeling better. Taehyung walked up on the other side of the bed. “Hey buddy, guess what?” 

Jayeon cutely tilted his head silently asking “what?” You and Taehyung giggle at his reaction. 

“You’ll start feeling better soon. Superman came and promised he’ll help you get better!” He said. You looked at him surprised and he nodded his head.

You felt bad, you didn't want Jungkook to do this for you.

Miyeon walked up beside you and rubbed your back. “It's the least he could do as their father.” She whispered. You nodded your head before sitting down to take care of your kids.

It’s currently the next day and Jungkook has not slept a wink. After he left the hospital, he went home and drank 5 glasses of whiskey. He dozed off for an hour and then his mind snapped back to the thought of you and his beautiful kids.

The day you left him, he looked for you everywhere. Tirelessly searching for you, asking your friends, trying to contact your parents, even going to your dorm. But nothing. It’s like you disappeared out of thin air.

At first, he thought you just needed space and left for a week. But then one week turned into two, then a month, then a year passed, then six years passed and you have barely left his mind.

As much as he hates to admit it, you’ve left a scar in him that he’s barely recovered from even if he denies it. How could you not? 

He loved you so much. Your fiery personality, your beauty and the way you care for him. You were everything he’s ever wanted.

Getting that call from you changed everything for him that day. It’s been so hard for him to fully open his heart and to trust people. 

The one thing that’s kept him going was his job. He worked harder than ever after you left. When he became the CEO four years ago, he vowed to do as well as he could. 

And that's what he did. The stocks are high, his business is blooming.

It was a dream come true.

But that dark cloud of doubt was always looking over his head. A cloud that made him feel like he wasn't good enough. And that seemed to heighten much more when he saw you again. 

When he saw his children for the first time.

And the fact that they have no idea who he is.

You made a decision for him that he should've been a part of. And he’s never felt more livid. The resentment seemed to double in size over the last few days and he hated it. But he couldn't stop himself. It just happened.

“Mr. Jeon, Y/N is here to see you.” Soo-ah said to him over the intercom. Jungkook felt panic in his chest for a few seconds before the anger returned and completely diminished it.

Why the hell are you here? You don't work here anymore. You shouldn't be here.

But what if it's about his son? 

Letting out a sigh he pressed the talk button. “Let her up.”

It's barely 9:00 A.M and he’s already getting a headache. 

You nervously make your way up the elevator after Soo-ah allows you to go up. After your conversation with Taehyung, you knew he was right. You had to speak to him. You weren’t sure if you were ready to tell him the reason why you left but you had to try. You at least should explain that you didn’t mean to keep him away from his kids for so long.

You felt guilt eating you alive over and over again for the last six years. You’ve always wanted to see Jungkook with them. They're just like him in so many ways. But you chose to keep them safe away from harm and to make sure Jungkook got to live out his life long goal.

But you know that there’s a large chance this conversation could go south. 

But you have to try.

Your thoughts are interrupted at the sound of the elevator beeping, indicating you’ve arrived at Jungkook’s office. You let out a nervous breath and shook your hands in front of you to calm your nerves.

You slowly walk out and make your way in front of the large mahogany doors. This sight always scares you, it’s the same doors that make you feel so small.

But you have to do this. Gathering all the courage you can muster, you finally knock on the door.

“Come in” You heard after a few seconds. 

You open the door only to reveal the love of your life sitting behind his desk with a blank expression. There was a time when you could read him like an open book, but it seems like that boy you knew long ago was gone. 

Now is left a man, hard and cold, a man that holds nothing but hatred for you.

You walk up to the front of his desk and bow. You hold your body at a 90 degree angle as nervously inhale. 

“I came to apologize.” You said.

Jungkook let out a sigh. “Stand up and sit, this is embarrassing.” 

You blushed and listened to him. You sat down on the chair in front of him and nervously fidgeted with your hands. You were about to speak but he interrupted you.

“I don’t care what you have to say, if it’s not about Jayeon or Jiyeon, you have no business being in my building.” 

You look down at your lap. “Jungkook please, just let me explain…” You pleaded.

“Explain what? That you hid my fucking children away from me for 6 years?” He snarled. You let out a sad sigh and looked at him in the eyes. 

“Jungkook, I had a reason.” You told him sternly. You can understand his anger but you won’t let him disrespect you.

“What reason could you possibly have to keep them from me? Did you not trust that I would be here every step of the way? I thought you knew me better than that.” He said sadly. He was angry. You saw the dark circles under his eyes and the permanent frown etched onto his face.

You were the cause of it.

“You’ve lied to me, over and over again for years. You left me with no explanation, just that my work was too demanding. I thought you understood me?” He asked. You shook your head.

“I did understand you, it wasn’t an easy decision to make!” You try saying.

“But it’s a decision you took away from me.” 

You felt your eyes prick with tears. He was correct. You did take the decision away from him. But you had no choice. You were under so much stress because of what happened that you struggled your entire pregnancy, even getting to the point where you affected your own son from it. 

He runs a frustrated hand through his hair. “Jungkook, I wanted you here with me, trust me I did” You tried. But he wouldn’t listen.

“I don’t believe you.” 

You felt the tears slip down your face. You tried to explain but you froze. There was just so much fear in your heart that you’re afraid of losing your kids. 

You’ve always thought that one day, things will blow over and you’d happily live with Jungkook and your twins but you knew it was wishful thinking. 

You caused this. There’s nobody else to blame but yourself. 

“I’ve always thought you were the perfect person, but you proved me wrong yet again, Y/N. You’re conniving and selfish.” He finished. You processed his words and felt your heart sink in your chest.

The door to his office opened to reveal Jimin and a security guard. You got up from your chair, knowing you’re not welcome here anymore.

Right before you were about to leave you turned to him. “Jayeon is awake. You should visit him before his surgery…You didn’t have to do that, you know.”

“It’s my responsibility as his father.” He said.

You nodded your head and walked out. You made eye contact with Jimin and he saw how broken you looked. He looked at your retreating figure and then his friend before letting out a sigh.

Jungkook got up and went to his mini bar and took out a bottle of whiskey. Jimin closed the door to his office, wanting to have a conversation with him in private.

“What the fuck do you want?” He angrily asked. Jimin looked at his friend in sympathy before walking up to him. He took the glass away from the man, knowing it can't be good for him to drown himself in alcohol at work.

“I want to be here for my friend.” He said. Jungkook scoffed in response before sitting back on his chair and burying his face in his hands.

“I just can’t fucking believe her.” 

Jimin let out another sigh and leaned on his friend's desk. “I know you’re angry but you didn’t need to be so harsh on her. She came here to try to explain why she did what she did.” 

Jungkook looked at him with narrowed eyes. “Don’t fucking tell me you knew this whole time too.” 

“Nah, not the whole time. Only a few years ago.” He said. Jungkook looked like he was about to burst in anger again but Jimin luckily stopped him. “And before you start yelling…It’s not like she did it on purpose. When Jayeon was 3, he had to go into emergency surgery because he fainted in daycare. I was still living with Taehyung at the time and I offered to drive him to the airport to go to Jeju. That’s where she was staying.” 

Jungkook listened to his friend speak. He felt his heart squeeze at the thought of his son suffering all these years. “He was born with a heart defect, so he’s never been able to do the normal things that children should. Taehyung told me that Y/N has been working nonstop to support herself and the kids, and pay for Jayeon to have correction surgery. Especially after that day when she nearly lost him. He told me she was a mess.”

Jungkook felt bad for you but he still couldn’t help but feel a little bit of anger. “But she chose to leave me. I could’ve helped her, she never would’ve been in this situation in the first place if she just told me.” He replied angrily.

“Look Jungkook-ah. It’s not my place, nor is it Taehyung’s to tell you why Y/N left you. I get it’s frustrating to be left in the dark but this is a conversation you should have with her. But clearly you’re not in the right headspace to be doing that right now.” 

Jungkook leaned his head back in his chair, willing himself not to cry.

He’s feeling overwhelmed. He just…He just wants answers.

“If you don’t want to talk to her. Talk to your father instead, Maybe he’ll explain what Y/N can’t.” Jimin finished.

Jungkook looked at his friend surprised. What the hell does his dad have anything to do with this? Of course he knew his father never really liked you. But he never cared. He wanted to be with you and only you.

A million thoughts ran through his mind, trying to figure out what could possibly be the cause of this. And one thing really screamed out, indicating something that he should’ve seen before.

His father spoke to you.

But you would come to him if he did that right? And why would he speak to you without him knowing?

He looked at Jimin with a determined expression before getting up.

He needed to pay his father a visit.

You were sitting in Jayeon’s hospital room a few days after meeting with Jungkook. You went home to refresh yourself while Taehyung took care of the kids. When you came back, he and Miyeon took Jiyeon out for some donuts while you stayed with your son.

He was currently taking a nap. A side effect from the medication they give him to ease his pain a little bit. He’s going into surgery tomorrow morning and you have to admit you’re nervous. 

It’s a risky surgery and it can go both ways. But it would be worse if they didn’t operate on him. You know your son is a fighter, but you couldn’t help but feel scared that something can go wrong. 

You run your fingers through your son's hair as you watch him sleep. Him and Jiyeon are the light of your life. Even on your darkest days, just one look at their smiles can make it 100x better. 

But seeing his little body on this hospital bed made your heart clench in pain. He was so little, he shouldn’t have to go through this at his age. You couldn’t help but feel a little bitter for it but you know, it’s nobody’s fault. 

Things happen and you just hope everything will be alright.

You looked at your son's face. He looks like a little version of Jungkook. It always made your heart swell because it was everything you’ve ever wanted. The only downside, Jungkook wasn’t there to watch the twins grow up. You thought back to your conversation with him and you felt yourself close up in shame.

You barely got the words you wanted out. It’s like seeing him again made you forget everything you wanted to say. 

You wanted to tell him everything, but you’re scared. What if he still doesn’t understand? Would he resent you even more? Accuse you of lying? 

You had no idea.

And that’s what scared you. 

You were so deep in thought that you didn’t notice someone coming into the room. You gasp in surprise at the sight of a tall man standing in front of you, only to relax when you notice it was Jungkook.

He didn’t look at you. He was just staring at your son in admiration. You cleared your throat and looked back at the sleeping boy.

“What are you doing here?” You softly ask. 

“You said I can visit him.” He said, surprisingly there wasn’t any anger in his tone. You sneaked a glance at him only to notice he was looking at you already.

You shifted in your seat uncomfortably. “Where’s Jiyeon?” He asked. 

“She went out with Tae and Miyeon, they went to get her donuts.” You replied. 

He let out a small smile. “She has a sweet tooth, huh?” 

You chuckled in response. “I wonder who she gets it from?” You teased. Jungkook let out a soft laugh at your response. 

Jungkook has the biggest sweet tooth. You were always buying him something sweet from the cafe near the school or surprising him with candy or chocolate on random days. His eyes always lit up at the sight before he happily ate it. 

“What about him?” He asked. You look back at your son with a smile. 

“He likes ice cream, but he’s more of a salty person like me” 

He nods his head. “Looks like they have qualities from the both of us.” He said. You smile in response before silence settles over you.

“I know I apologized already, but I really am sorry for keeping them from you. I didn’t mean to–” You started.

“I know…My dad told me what happened.” 

You looked at him in surprise. “What–”

Your conversation was cut short at the sight of your daughter walking in with a pink donut in her little hands and your brother walking in with Miyeon following closely behind. 

This seems to happen a lot, it seems like you and Jungkook can’t have a conversation with yourselves without being interrupted. 

Jiyeon looked at you with a bright smile and a messy face that’s covered in pink frosting. Jungkook was looking at the little girl with a fond smile. She turned to look at him and you saw Jungkook nervously glance at you. 

You gave Jiyeon a small nod when she pointed at him. She slowly walked up to him with a smile.

“Are you superman?” she asked. Jungkook looked at her in confusion. 

“Uncle Tae Tae said that Superman came to help Jayeonie.” She started. “He wears a suit when he’s undercover, is that why you’re wearing a suit? You’re superman right?”

The adults in the room let out a small laugh at her explanation. Jungkook bent down to look at her properly. 

“Yes, I’m superman.” He said. Jiyeon’s face broke out into a beaming smile before she dove in for a hug. She wrapped her arms around Jungkook’s frame with a big smile and you saw Jungkook tense in surprise.

“Yay! Superman is here to help Jayeonie!” She said with a smile. Jungkook relaxed in her embrace before wrapping his arms around her small frame. You saw his eyes glistening with tears as he held his daughter for the first time.

You on the other hand, you let out a few tears at the sight but tried to compose yourself. There was so much you and Jungkook needed to speak about but right now, you just want to enjoy seeing Jungkook hold his daughter. 

You looked at Taehyung and he had a fond smile on his face. Miyeon was standing beside him, squealing at the adorable sight.

Tomorrow Jayeon will go into surgery, until then…You just hope things will get better from here. 

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