I gaze at Noona who was lost in her thoughts with Nabi in her arms. "When did you and her become friends?"
I asked. She looked at me with a faded smile. "Eversince I got the news that you are leaving, I need to have one friend right?" She said,
"I don't want to leave," I murmured, My voice barely above a whisper. I reached out to stroke Nabi's soft fur.
"I know," She whispered back, her voice laced with sorrow. "But you have to go."
I nodded, my gaze lingering on her face, committing every detail to memory. I am scared of forgetting her. But I know it will be impossible for me to forget her. Still I have this fear.
"Please take care of Nabi for me." I said.
"I will," she promised, her voice filled with warmth and reassurance. "I'll take care of her as if she were my own."
My lips trembled as I struggled to keep his emotions in check. "Bye noona."
I see her eyes shimmered with unshed tears, does my leaving affect her? She managed a small smile. "Bye."
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I paced nervously, my heart pounding. Three years had felt like an eternity. Noir said he had sped up the time, but for me it felt like time was not moving.
The emptiness of the house had only deepened her longing for Jungkook's return.
There stood Jungkook, taller and more mature, his gaze locking onto mine.
I control the urge to rush forward and give him a tight embrace. We are not close enough for me to do that.
I wanted to talk to him, ask him how he was. But I just couldn't. My mother-in-law or Namjoon will not like it.
He greeted his parents and Hyung and after that he stood in front of me. "Hi, Noona. It has been a long time."
I smiled and nodded my head. "I really have."
"Jungkook, let's go inside, you must be tired." His mother said. We all went inside, Having him here was making me happy. It felt like all my sadness and loneliness went away in a second.
After dinner I saw Jungkook playing with Nabi. I walked to him. "I took care of her right?" I smiled.
He nodded his head with a really serious expression. Making me nervous. He walked closer to me and held my hands. The palms of my hands were rough and damaged because of working. "Mom still makes you work?"
I thought giving birth would make things easier, but maybe if I had given birth to a son. Then things would have been better. But it hasn't yet. I got pregnant but Then had miscarriage. He kept staring at my hand.
"You've grown up," I said softly, my thumb tracing the line of his jaw.
Jungkook smiled, "And you've been waiting for me all this time. I'm sorry I had to stay away for so long."
I shook my head, a smile on my lips. "It doesn't matter now. You're here, and that's all that counts."
Him being here to help, the hollowness that had haunted me was finally being filled by him just being here.
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I was sitting on the chair waiting for Namjoon to come back home. It was so easy to fall asleep, and now I can't sleep even when I try. He came home and saw me sitting and still awake. He took off his blazer.
I stood up and gave him a glass of water. He took the glass and drank the water. "Take off your dress."
"At least you could ask how was my day first?" I said.
"I don't have time." He said while unbuttoning his shirt.
It's the same routine everyday, I took off the dress, and got into the bed. I stared at his neck which had hickeys, those are definitely not from me.
He really just needs a child from me. Or else he doesn't even talk to me.
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I stared at the guests, I don't like such parties. But my parents hosted this extravagant party filling the ballroom.
Mom approached me, "Jungkook, my dear boy, take a look at all these beautiful young ladies. You can choose anyone you like for marriage."
I could only think of Noona.
My gaze wandered around the room filled with people yet it landed again on her. Noona was wearing a stunning gown, she was truly a vision of grace and beauty. She was smiling. She while holding Hyung's arm.
My heart skipped a beat, and a pang of longing coursed through me. It felt wrong.
I watched, unable to look away, as Namjoon's arm encircled hers, a possessive gesture that clenched at my chest.
My mother's voice broke through my reverie. "Have you found someone you fancy, Jungkook? We can introduce you, if you'd like."
I forced a smile, keeping my gaze fixed on Y/n. "Not just yet, Mother. I need some more time to decide."
As my mother drifted away, I couldn't shake the ache in my chest, the overwhelming feeling of helplessness and yearning as I watched Y/n, dressed in ethereal beauty, slip further away from me.
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Y/n looking around wondering where Namjoon has gone. She was being asked ridiculous questions like when she is going to have a child. She wondered if people of this time had anything else to do except having children and keeping an eye on who got pregnant and who didn't.
Y/n stood at the edge of the dance floor, her gaze distant as the couples swayed to music. She found Namjoon and he was dancing with a girl.
Her fingers traced the delicate fabric of her dress, the soft material billowing gently around her ankles.
As she sighed softly, lost in her thoughts, a familiar voice interrupted. "May I have this dance, noona?"
Startled, she looked up to find Jungkook standing before her, his hand extended in a silent invitation. A flicker of surprise crossed her features before a soft smile graced her lips, and she placed her hand in his.
"Of course, Jungkook," she murmured, allowing him to lead her onto the dance floor. They moved with a gentle grace, the music enveloping them in a timeless embrace.
Jungkook's touch was warm and comforting, his eyes meeting hers.
"I literally can't dance." She said,
"Well you are dancing." He replied. Y/n chuckled.
"You are guiding me, that is why." She said, he caressed her softly. "It's confusing."
"It's not." He put his hand on her waist and pulled her closer, Making her nervous.
She accidentally stepped on Jungkook's feet. "Oh my god I am sorry." She apologized. Jungkook shook his head and laughed. "Gosh, so embarrassing. I should just leave."
She left the dance floor. Jungkook was about to go to her but he noticed Namjoon was going with someone.
He decided to go behind them, and he find him kissing the other girl.
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My hands trembled slightly, I don't know how to tell this to her.
"Are you gonna tell me what is troubling you?" Noona asked.
"I... I found out that Namjoon Hyung has been cheating on you." I told her. I don't know if I should have or not. But I wanted her to know. I don't know why Hyung was even cheating on someone like Nooma.
Nonna's expression remained calm,her eyes focused on the steam rising from her mug of tea.
She took a slow sip, "I know, Jungkook. I've known for a while now."
My eyebrows furrowed in confusion, my concern deepening. "You knew? Why didn't you say anything? Why are you acting so calm?"
She set her mug down gently, her gaze finally meeting mine. "I don't care."
"Oh my god Noona, you not caring is more scary. Oh gosh I can't even imagine it. If you were my wife and you said you don't care if I date other girls, I would have gone insane. Like I want you to own, and tell everyone that you own me. I would want you to pull my ear if you think I am looking at another girl." I exclaimed without thinking.
I put my hand over my mouth when I realized what I had said. But I swear, If she was my wife, I would want her to own, have every right to be mad at me if I have done anything wrong.
She started laughing. "Men like you are rare. And for your Hyung, he wants a child. That's all."
"Don't you feel hurt? Marriage doesn't mean having a child." I said.
"I know. It doesn't hurt."
"You don't have to act strong all the time. It's okay to let yourself feel hurt." I exclaimed.
Y/n offered a faint smile, a glimmer of sadness flickering in her eyes. "I know, Jungkook. But sometimes, pretending to be okay is the only way to keep moving forward. I'll be fine, really."
As the silence settled between us, I couldn't help but stare at her, how can anyone not fall for her?
I thought being away from her will make me forget her but no, it just made me more In love with her.
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