24th August 2022
The next day, having wanted to get some proper sleep without an alarm having to wake you up, you slept until late. Jungkook was also on vacation until Monday, not needing to act like an actual wife for a couple of days. You stretched in the bed with a groan, smiling happily as your eyes opened and glanced outside through the window. You noticed it was cloudy and with the probability of rain, making you excited to try out the indoor pool since you wouldn't have much to do. You sat up on the bed with a sigh, running your hands through your hair as you looked around the room. The house seemed silent, not hearing anything throughout it while you got up and changed into a comfortable dress to wear in the house. Once you were dressed, you left the room and went to explore the different floors the house had. It had 3 floors; basement, main floor, and second floor. You went to the basement, which wasn't really a basement since it wasn't underground, it had a whole view of the pools outside which was gorgeous at night. You went inside the different rooms with the door open, finding the home theater, a bathroom, 2 more bedrooms, and a small spa spot where you could relax in an indoor jacuzzi.
You were probably going to test it out later at night. As you walked deeper down the hallway, you found a slightly open door, quiet grunts, and groans coming from inside. At first, you felt taken aback, but the first glance inside was towards a mirror that had the reflection of different machinery for exercise. 'So this is his gym?' You thought, gulping nervously as you pushed the door slightly to open wider. You popped your head inside and there he was standing with his back towards you, completely shirtless while lifting some weight. "Fuck..." He groaned lowly, using both hands to lift the heavyweights. Your eyes widened slightly at sight, watching him bite his lip as his muscles flexed. He finally dropped the weight and left it on its stand, taking a towel to wipe off the sweat on his forehead and his chest before a smirk grew on his lips.
Which didn't go unnoticed by you.
His back was so muscular and wide, his shoulders flexing each time he lifted his hand to wipe the sweat off his forehead.
"You know I can see you, right?" He said, his eyes staring right at your reflection through the mirror. "You are welcome to watch properly. No need to hide behind the door." He added after, turning to look at the door but you were already gone. You had rushed down the hallway and your cheeks were burning while your heart pounding against your chest. You hated but loved the effect he had on you, and he had already learned how to tease you with it. Once you turned the corner, you leaned on the wall and placed your hand on your chest, taking deep breaths to calm your racing heart. "Goddammit..." You muttered, rubbing your face as you cursed yourself deep down. You definitely needed to get rid of those feelings. He had already stated this meant nothing to him and that nothing would happen between you two. It all still confused you though. Why you, out of all people, be his wife? Why 6 months only? Why go through the trouble of marrying you for a simple company to be in his name?
It all felt weird and strange, but you couldn't say much either. With a sigh, you turned the corner once more only to find Jungkook heading down the hallway, still shirtless, towards you. "Did you enjoy the short show?" He asked as he stopped in front of you, his eyes staring at his hands as he fiddled with the towel in them that was for wiping his sweat. You couldn't help but trail your eyes over his body, taking in every feature like his worked-out pecs and his prominent abs, as well as his veiny arms. He glanced at you, his eyes deeply staring into yours as you blushed slightly. He was no longer smirking, and his eyes were so much colder. "I-I just- I was looking around and I saw the room- I didn't know you were in there-" You replied, watching him lean closer to you, his lips lightly brushing against your ear while his soft, hot breath trailed your skin.
"I know you heard me. Lying to me is a bad choice, Y/n..." He trailed off, taking a deep breath. You widened your eyes when you felt his hand gently trail your arm down, his hand grabbing a hold of your hip after. "You should never lie to me." He added, and with a push, you hit the wall with a small grunt. You stared at him who didn't even bare to glance at you, running a hand through his sweat-drenched hair. "Next time, if you hear me, do not try to spy on me. And when I ask you to tell me something, do not lie." He stated. With a cold glare, he then began to walk off, your throat feeling tight. Once he was nowhere in sight, you let out a breath that you were holding without knowing. Your heart was racing and you were nervous, probably even scared by how intimidating he was. You sighed and began to walk back to the main floor, heading into the kitchen to prepare some breakfast.
You decided on some crepes and some sliced fruits on the side. You began to prepare the batter, putting some music on your phone to entertain yourself as you cooked. You hummed quietly while cooking, dancing a bit as well after making sure Jungkook wasn't around or anywhere he could see you. He seemed to be showering judging by the sound of the shower being on in the bathroom on the main floor. You wondered if to prepare some for Jungkook as well, not knowing if he had eaten already or if he even wanted to eat. Deciding on making a whole plate for the two of you, you began to make the big, fluffy crepes, listening to an artist by the name of Park Jimin who you were a big fan of. His music and dancing style made you feel dreamy, even making you want to do a modern yet romantic dance with your future partner. But knowing Jungkook, he would never agree to dance with you like that. He stated quite well he doesn't want you near with the whole 'your room' and 'my room' scheme.
As the crepes cooked, you sliced the fruits and opened some yogurt, making some sweet yogurt on the side for some of the fruits to be dipped in. "What are you doing?" You heard a low voice say, your head snapping towards the door that was in front of you to find a dressed Jungkook wiping his wet hair with a towel, his eyes containing a glimmer of curiosity. "I- Well- I thought we could eat breakfast." You replied with a small stutter, not expecting him to be ready so quickly. He was wearing a shirt this time, a black oversized one. And a pair of shorts that reached his knees. "I see." He said as he walked to the counter and inspected the food. "It's okay if you don't want to eat crepes. I can cook you something else-" He lifted his hand and shook his head. "It's fine. I'll eat some of the crepes." He said instead, taking a seat on the stool by the counter.
He glanced at your phone as he listened to the music you had on, making you hurriedly take the phone and turn it off, a slightly embarrassed look on your face as you put your phone away. "You listen to Park Jimin?" He asked softly, grabbing the small bowl with fruit and pulling it to him, taking an apple piece. "I... I do. I like his music. As well as Kim Namjoon's." You replied shyly, flipping the pancake that was cooking in the pan. "Hm... At least you have good taste in music. I listen to him as well, he is a buddy of mine." He snorted at first, looking to the side. You widened your eyes at the mention of him being friends with Park Jimin. But scoffed at his comment, crossing your arms over your chest, "I actually have a lot of other good tastes and things about me you don't know that might impress you." You replied, taking the crepe out of the pan and pouring the last bit of the batter to cook. "I'm sure you do," Jungkook said with a straight face, his deeply staring into yours with the same curiosity glimpse.
You couldn't help but stare back at him, your heart beginning to speed up as his eyes never left yours, feeling breathless of being under his gaze. "I have some work to do today, so I'll be out most of the afternoon. But I'll be back tonight." He said, finally taking his eyes off of you. You looked down with a hum, "Okay. Do you want me to make dinner?" You asked with sparkling eyes. He looked up at you for a bit and sighed, "I've survived with delivery food. I'll keep surviving with that food." He replied. "You don't need to try and make your way into my heart with homemade food. It won't work." He added after, getting up from the stool and heading to the counter to get two plates for you and him, along with some utensils. You watched him carefully as you cooked the last crepe, making sure not to burn it. You felt a small pinch in your heart when he said that, leaving you slightly sad. You already knew it would probably not happen, but the hope was still there, and his words hurt in some way.
You had fallen for him, there was no denying it. And there was no way you'd be able to escape his trap and not feel anything anymore. It would take a while, probably until death does you apart. You took out the last crepe once it was cooked, feeling nervous all of a sudden at the fact he was going to eat your food and he might not even like it. You took a seat beside him on another stool, keeping your distance, and grabbed a crepe. You prepped it with some Nutella, banana slices, and some whipped cream, closing it skillfully and taking the first bite. You smiled softly at the taste, your eyes closing in delight as you chewed on the bite. When you opened your eyes, you saw Jungkook following your steps, building the crepe the same way, making you smile in secret. He hadn't noticed you were watching as he closed the crepe as well, moving it to his lips.
But that's when he stopped, hesitating on taking a bite as he stared at the rolled-up crepe. "You can eat, it's not like they are poisoned." You said with a chuckle, shaking your head. "And I already took a bite of mine. I am not dead. So that gives you more reassurance." You added, grinning at the male who looked at you coldly. "I am not wondering if it's poisoned, I am simply calculating how many calories it is." He replied, taking a bite of the crepe after. You watched intently to try and see if he liked it or not, seeing him chew on it slowly and stared at the plate while eating. "It's okay. Could be better for sure." He replied, placing the crepe on the plate and getting up to prepare himself a coffee. Your face fell slightly as you sighed, placing your own crepe down and taking some fruits instead. He seemed to notice your mood falling since he said the following, "I am not saying it's not edible. It's good and I like it. But next time, I'll show you a better and tastier recipe for them." You glanced up at him, your eyes slightly wide as you ate some of the food, not expecting him to say he actually liked them.
"Really? You liked them?" You asked excitedly, a wide smile on your lips as Jungkook turned to look at you with his prepared coffee in hand. He stared for a bit, sighing softly and shaking his head before taking a sip of his coffee. He made his way back to the stool and sat down, placing his cup on the counter gently. He decided to stay quiet, but by the way he went back to eating the crepe eagerly, it was enough to tell you he clearly enjoyed them, a lot.