THE MAFIA 🔞 Jeon Jungkook X Reader

11

I walked out to the garden as Mark sat on the swing crying.

"Go away" he chirped. "Not going to happen" I said sitting on the slide that was next to the swing. "What's wrong" I asked him. "Nothing, I'm fine" He said sniffling as he wiped his tears away. "Listen Mark, you're what? 8, you can cry if you feel like it, it's okay to cry" I said.

"No when you cry, it shows weakness" he said rubbing his red puffy eyes. "Who taught you that, that is stupid" I said shaking my head. "Father" he said. "You know there was a point in my life, where I didn't allow myself to cry, I didn't have time for it, Mark, that was the biggest mistake of my life, because all your feelings get built up until you can't hold them in anymore" I sighed sitting on the slide. "What happens then?" He asked curiously. "You feel broken, like you can't be fixed" I said swallowing back the lump in my throat as my eyes watered.

I looked down since I didn't want him to see me cry. "It's okay to cry" he smiled softly trying not to cry. It was getting dark. "I feel sad" he admitted. "Why" I asked. "I don't know, father died and I should be sad but I'm not" he shrugged. "I'm sad because Jungkook's sad" he said. "Sad,what do you mean?" I asked Mark.

"Every time he's sad, he's angry, and he's angry right now, I don't like seeing him sad" Mark said. "That makes two of us" I said as I looked at the ground below. "Is Jungkook broken like you?" He asked me. "Yeah" I nodded as tears rolled down my cheeks. "Who made you sad" he asked. "My father" I said wiping the tear off my cheek. "What did he do" Mark asked.

"He called me names" I said telling him the bare minimum. "What kind of names" he sniffled. "He called me a disappointment" I said. "What's that" he said. At least him asking me stuff was taking his mind off his situation. "Did your father ever tell you that" I asked him. "No, he said I was a good boy" he smiled happily. "You know when you let someone down" I said. He nodded, understanding what I was saying. "It's like being a continuous let down" I said as tears rolled down my cheek.

"But What did you do" he asked. "I didn't do anything wrong, that was the problem, I couldn't fix what was wrong, because I was the thing that was wrong" I said as I frowned, playing with my hands. "Oh now I really feel weak for crying" he said. I laughed at him as he smiled.

"Thanks for the talk Y/N, i feel better" he said smiling as he jumped off the swing. He climbed up the ladder to the slide and hugged me from behind. "No problem buddy" I said. He ran inside as I got off the slide and sat on the swing.

It started to rain but I didn't care. Tears rolled down my cheeks. "What did I do so wrong to upset my father, he would always blame me for my mom leaving him, leaving us" i thought. I heard the back door slide open. It was Jungkook. He looked at me sorrowfully. He didn't say anything. We didn't have to. He held me close as I wrapped my arms around his body and he wrapped his around my neck.

"What's wrong baby" he whispered softly. "Nothing, just needed to cry" I replied as my head lay on his shoulder. We stayed like that for ages. "I'd stay like this forever, if we could" Jungkook spoke quietly. "Me too" I whispered.

"Hey, I know we've only started things back up but there's this ball/dance thing I have to go to next week and it's always shit but if you were there maybe it would make it a lot less shit" he chuckled lightly. I looked at him. "Ball as in dance?" I said questioningly. "Yeah" he rolled his eyes. "Count me in" i said. "I want to look like a princess" I smiled happily. He wiped my tear off my cheek with the back of his hand.

"You already look like a queen" he said staring at me, smiling. I looked at him. How did I make myself hate him. He's so perfect except for those fucking anger issues. I don't regret my decision. I feel safe with him.