A Mutually-Assured Attachment ✔️

Part 48

Yours and Jungkook's endearing immaturity make his mother laugh.

Soon after, rain began to fall, at first gently, but as the sky became increasingly cloudy, the drops grew larger and heavier.

"Kook, it's raining! Let's go!" You gasp and grab his hand, yanking him out of the chair as you leave the house.

Your faces and hair were totally wetted by the rain as it fell nearly immediately on you two. You yelp in response to the thunder's deafening loudness, which was followed by a gentler, continuous rumble that was nearly completely muffled out by the sound of the rain.

"Princess, let me show you something." In an instant, he grabs your wrist and pulls you toward a wooden swing that is installed beneath a large tree in his garden.

You let out a thrilled gasp. "I wanna swing!" Your hair was strewn across your face, and your clothes were fully soaked.

You instantly take a seat and Jungkook stands up behind you. "Hold on tight. I'm gonna push." He chuckled and pushed you hard on the swing, which initially made you yelp, but as he applied more pressure, it became enjoyable, and you started laughing merrily.

The rain lightened, softly pouring over the greenery of the garden and trees. Jungkook's damp white shirt revealed his broad shoulders and chest, and his intimidatingly bulky muscles gave him a strong appearance. His wet hair gave him a more sensual appearance than typical.

"My turn, baby." He gave one last push and then paused the swing. He walks around and stands in front of you. You instantly cling to his neck and allow him to hoist you up from the swing, wrapping your legs around his body, when he does so.

A sudden crave for your lips kicks within him prompting him to chase for your lips but you pull your head back. "Who said I'm giving you a kiss, huh?" You giggle, teasing.

"Stop teasing and give me a kiss." He chased after your lips once more.

You laugh and cock your head back again. "No."

"Really?" He cocked his brow, pulling you up as he felt you slipping down. "Okay, watch what I do now." He began walking towards the pool.

"No, no, no! Don't you dare!" You shriek and embrace him around the neck in such a tight embrace that he almost choked. His waist was also squeezed by your legs, making it difficult for him to hurl you into the water.

"Don't scream now. You dug your own grave, love." He chuckled attempting to release your legs but you continued shouting.

"I'll break up with you, let me go!"

"You're the one holding onto me. Let go." He chortled, your reaction fully pleasing him.

You sigh in relief and let go, and he stands you on the side. "Don't ever do that again you stupid little idiotic monkey- Ahh!" You get pushed into the pool! The pool was so big that it almost accurately resembled the ocean, with rain added for extra fright.

Jungkook laughed. "Who's the monkey now?" He mocked, chuckling jovially. "Have fun." He winked and gave a guileful wave, strolling away.

You leap out of the pool and chase him and when he realized you were chasing, he began sprinting inside the house faster than you. He fled to his room and you went after him, locking the door so he wouldn't run away.

"The monkey wants revenge now." You grab a pillow and hurl it into his direction but he misses, laughing louder to mock you.

"The monkey missed." He giggled, cocking his brows playfully to further anger you.

"Whatever." You grumble as you approach his large, ornate closet. The clothes were all designer brands, some of which you couldn't even afford.

"The monkey wants clothes. Can she borrow?" You turn your head to face Jungkook.

He walked over to his closet and gave his head a vigorous shake to get the water out of it. He sighed out and smirked subtly. "The monkey can get a banana instead."

"Shut it, Jeon." You roll your eyes, looking through his t-shirts.

"You can have my whole house if you want. You don't have to ask, princess." He gave you a back hug, put his chin on your shoulder, and then began to kiss you all over, starting with your ear, neck, and lips trailing to your jaw.

You giggle at the sweet sensation.

He pulls back and rests his arms on your shoulder and his chin on your head. You could fit properly below him because he was quite tall.

He watches as you choose a t-shirt, a pair of sweatpants, a hoodie, and yet another pair of sweatpants.

You shrug him off your shoulder and he moves. You turn to face him. "You change too. Here." You provide him with a hoodie and some sweatpants. He looks stunningly gorgeous in hoodies, which is why you admire him when he wears them.

He almost carelessly disrobes in front of you before putting the hoodie on his toned body. The boxers he was wearing at the time were wet, so he moved over to a drawer and pulled out a new pair. He strips and you instantly close your eyes, blushing. You open your eyes once more when you sense he is finished, feeling relieved.

"Strip, baby. I'm waiting." He smirks, shaking his head and the droplets from it, land on your face, driving you to hiss as he purposely did it.

You peel off your damp shirt and drop it along with your biker shorts, standing in your undergarments now.

Jungkook lustfully hisses and stands up from behind you. "Do you need help unclipping your bra, princess?"

"Yeah, I was about to ask."

He reaches for the hook, and you quiver as his knuckles touch. His cold touch gives you the thoughts but you avoid them instantly. He unclips it respectfully, and you shrug it off your shoulders letting it fall to the ground. You swiftly throw on a shirt, a bit flushed.

Then you strip from your underwear but Jungkook is respectful in times like this, not even glancing there when he can sense you don't wanna want anyone staring thirstily.

He walks away as you wear his sweatpants, and grabs a cigarette from his drawer as a sudden crave touches his taste buds. He smokes it, inhales the smoke, and exhales it all.

"Baby, wanna smoke?" He teased.

You knitted your brows. Let's see what the hype is about. "Yeahh, lemme' try!" You reach for the cigarette but he backs away, glaring.

"Don't even think about it." He turned a cold eye on you.

You sigh.

"How many times have I told you to stop smoking? I don't want you to die." You snatch it out his mouth.

"I'm sorry," he muttered, clasping onto your hand. He places his forehead against yours. "I love you."

Jungkook relaxed and allowed the joy to permeate his own being. He closed his eyes and took it all in, never letting go of your lovely hands. "I want this to last forever," he whispers, and bit into his bottom lip, trying to contain his grin. "Do you promise to stay by my side?"

Your eyebrows rose along with your smile and a mellifluous laugh emitted from your mouth. "I promise."

Your laugh...It serves as a soundtrack to Jungkook's spirit to which he'd dance all night long. It instantly melts his brittle heart and makes it function and endure adequately. It's so soft, so gentle, so feminine. It sounds like a loud, joyful squeal that conveys your complete happiness with Jungkook.

Your laughter fades in the flashback and then reality hits him.

Tears roll down his cheek and he takes a pillow and puts it on his face sobbing.

The wedding is tomorrow and he is lost. He had never felt so void in his life. If you marry Taehyung tomorrow, next you'll be pregnant and then you'll give birth.

What will be left for Jungkook?

Nothing. Nothing will be left, leaving him with no choice except to suffocate in his own sorrow.

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