"I now pronounce you husband and w-"
The poor man didn't even get to finish his sentence before Jungkook grabbed my cheeks and smashed his lips upon mine. My mouth smiled against Jungkook's while the sound of Jun and his girlfriend laughing in the background surrounded my ears.
By the time we detach from one another, I'm gazing up at those dazzling doe eyes with my hands latched onto his arm as he held my face. I love it when he looks back at me like this, like there's nothing else around us.
Our foreheads touch when Jungkook leans down and closes his eyes with a smile, "Now let's get to Bhutan."
***
So here we are, on the plane to Bhutan, just the two of us. We're usually required to go with a guide because of the country's restrictions on tourism. That's one of the reasons why I never got to go, but when I asked Jungkook about that issue, all he told me was 'I'll take care of it'.
"You okay?" Jungkook nudges me and I snap out of my head, looking at him with my eyes wide.
"Do you have aerophobia?" He asked softly.
I shrugged with my chest tightening, "I don't know, I've never flown before."
Jungkook's eyes go wider than mine, so wide I found myself sinking deeper into my seat, "You've never flown before? Why didn't tell me that beforehand? Did you take your medication?"
"Yes, I don't know," I tried to remember his questions and the order of them, he was talking so rapidly that I could barely catch up, "Yes," I answered the last one.
Jungkook chewed on his bottom lip then gave me a nod, "Are you feeling okay about it?"
"I don't know, I feel like my intestines are going to fall out," I chuckled, as honest as this is.
"I need a distraction," My leg bounced nervously up and down until he sets a hand on it. I look down and see the ring on his finger. Right, I'm not his fiancée anymore, I'm his fucking wife.
We called his mother after the ceremony, all she could talk about was seeing a grandchild soon. She was so busy imagining it, she didn't even sound like she cared about not having a wedding. We had to be forward with her though, with my mental health and Jungkook's struggle with his career, as well as the lawsuit on top of it all, having a child is the last thing on our minds.
And to be honest, I don't know if our relationship has matured enough for us to raise a child. Admittedly, we should've had the same concerns with marriage, and we really "yoloed" the engagement to begin with, but I think that's something that we can handle now. I trust us. One mountain at a time.
"Okay, let's talk then, ask me a question," He pushed up the armrest between us and laid his head on my shoulder. This man still can't get himself off of me, not even on an airplane. I wouldn't change that for anything though.
"What did you and Jihoon talk about this morning?"
He should've talked to the therapist this afternoon, but we had the whole trip filling up the rest of the day. I told him he didn't have to go and that it was fine if he skipped today's session (and the next couple of times while we're in Bhutan), but being the dedicated man that Jungkook is, he made sure to reschedule and showed up as always.
"You keep calling Dr. Kim by his first name, how close are you guys?"
I punch him in the gut softly, "Don't say that. Answer my question."
"Well," Jungkook readjusted himself in his seat with a huff, "I talked to him about our relationship and how short it's been. I don't mean that I'm doubting us or anything-"
"You just feel like we haven't had enough time to explore our relationship," I guessed, and he nodded in a way that made me think he was relieved.
"Exactly. So you feel the same?"
I nodded, "I mean...I know marrying you isn't a mistake," Jungkook smiled at this statement, "Because not everybody waits three years for a girl they met in high school. I still get surprised about that when I think about it. And you're so patient with me, even when I can't stand myself. I know I'm a bitch sometimes," I laughed, and as usual, the overly supportive man shakes his head in disagreement.
"So what did he say? Did he suggest anything?"
"Well, he pointed out that what we are missing is time together, so that's what we should focus on."
"Well then perfect timing, we've got like a month to be stuck with each other," I slipped out the ring in his hand and handled it between my fingers. Jungkook smiles at the jewelry in my hold, and I know because his cheek is pushing against my shoulder. I can't wait to grow old with him. I want to be with him to watch him evolve, watch him grow wiser, and do the things that bring him joy. I want to retire with him and take care of each other when walking becomes difficult and stepping off of the bed in the morning is no longer easy.
There are so many things that I'm unsure of, but not with him. It would be a mistake not to cherish Jungkook, and that's one thing I'm smart enough to know.
"That's dangerous,"
"What is?" I slipped the ring back in its rightful place and watched Jungkook run his hand up and down my thigh mindlessly.
"Us being alone for a month, what if we go back to Korea with a baby?"
I push his head away with my mouth agape, "Jungkook!"
"I know," He bounces back from the wall of the plane, and I almost snort at the amount of force I'd shoved him with, I didn't know I had that in me.
"I'm just saying, what if."
"Well then keep your dick in your pants and let it stay as 'what if'. Stop talking about it, don't jinx us." I point my finger at him and tell him to watch it. He then throws me this nasty smile that causes the tingles to erupt in my stomach. Forget about Jungkook controlling himself, will I be able to?
"Would you want a boy or a girl?" Jungkook's eyebrows wiggle as he teased me. He loves getting a rise out of me just because he can. I actually find it hot, but I can't tell him that. I'm not feeding his ego.
"Jungkook," I warned with a glare.
"Come on," He squeezes my leg, "I don't want children now either, but it's not too early to think about it. Boy or girl?"
I settle myself back down against my seat and click my tongue, "Whatever we get. I don't want to have expectations before they even exist. I feel like that's when most parents start failing their children before they're even born. It's so easy to fail them, just by not having your heart in the right place to begin with. I worry too much about this, the whole parent-child relationship, so I don't think I'm ready for it. I'm rambling, aren't I?"
"Hey," His hand leaves my leg and raises to run itself through my hair, "You know, I agree with you. It's like...if I wanted to have a daughter, I'd probably also expect them to be a certain way, right? Or else why would the gender matter? And if they turn out to be something different, I'll probably be upset and raise them selfishly. It's hard."
And sometimes love isn't enough. Jungkook's mother loved him, that was not questionable, but things still turned out the way they did nevertheless. Sometimes love doesn't overcome all, because that love comes from us, humans, and we're really not that strong. My parents' death taught me that much. If my father hadn't cheated, they wouldn't have died. We lost them both because of his infidelity. 'Father's love meant nothing.
I don't want us to be the parents that we had. And I'm not becoming a mother until I'm sure that I won't be.
"Yeah," I sigh with a smile. It's nearly impossible to get married without thinking about children. One of the two purposes of marriage at its core is literally to create, to carry on the bloodline.
Marriage bonds you with not only your partner but also with their family. Albeit, Jungkook's got no new family to gain on his end. But for me, I also have to satisfy the desires of his family, especially his mother, who's desperately hoping for a grandchild. Jungkook will probably tell me to ignore her, but I know the guilt will eat me up if I disappoint that lady.
"I don't think I'm ready to share you yet either," Jungkook made it clear that he was staring at my breasts when he tilted his head downwards.
"I swear to god," I palm my face to suppress the laugh fighting to erupt.
"What? I'm serious. You'll be breastfeeding the baby and I'll be left with nothing at the end of the day."
"I'll make time for you," I played along, setting a hand on his chest.
"Oh yeah?" Jungkook then breaks the safety rules by literally snatching me by my waist and bringing me onto his lap. My legs are folded on either side of his body and I'm gulping at the way his fingers grip onto my hips.
Shit. I wasn't planning for this to happen until we arrive at the hotel.
His lips brush against mine, then over my cheeks and neck. My back arched as his kisses traveled to my chest and my weight rested in his arms.
"What are you doing?" I exhaled, draping my arms over his shoulder, "We're going to get caught."
"This plane is mine, what are they going to do if they see?"
Jungkook's hair tickled my neck as he leaned forward to nibble on my skin.
I breathed, "I think them seeing is enough of a reason not to do it."
"Not to do what?"
He's just playing with me at this point.
"I'm not having sex on an airplane." I grab his face to pull his head off of my chest.
"Oh, Aera, I wasn't the one that mentioned sex. I was just thinking of making out, but if that's what you had in mind..."
"No Jungkook," I covered my mouth with my hand to stop him from kissing me. He just dips his head low to lick on my neck instead. Dumb. I drop my hand back down and sigh with my eyebrows still furrowed at the way his tongue danced around my skin.
"Come on," He brushed my hair behind my ears tenderly, "I'll tell them to stay in the back, nobody will be here if I tell them not to."
Jungkook can do whatever he wants, and that turns me on even more. It doesn't help that the heat of his hand on my skin has been digging at the pit of my stomach. I'm giving in already. I want the warmth of his palm on my body, everywhere.
"Did you bring a condom?" I'm resting my forehead on his shoulder, but even then I can tell Jungkook is smiling like a child upon hearing me consider having sex with him on an airplane seat.
"Yes," His chest heaved and I can already feel something poking at my core.
I immediately reach for the hem of his shirt and pull it over his head. I throw the clothing to the side and I swear to god his body is literally glowing.
"Stop looking," He takes my wrist and sets my hand on his chest, then takes my breath away with a touch of lips.
"How're your intestines, they're still in the right places?" Jungkook spoke against my jaw. He poked at my stomach lightly, then held it in his hands to squeeze it. I still don't get Jungkook's obsession with my fat, but he'll never get why I love seeing his forehead either. Some things are just impossible to be understood.
"Yes they are," I let out a restricted moan when his kisses trail down to my cleavage, and my eyes nearly roll to the back of my head when his lips move again to speak against my skin.
"We'll see if they'll stay that way by the end of this," Jungkook sits up straight with hunger in his eyes and with one strong pull, he tears my button-up open.
"Jungkook!"
His eyes fall down to the present I'd already set up to surprise him with. Those two orbs are staring wide open, and they even appear to be in a trance. I start to burn under his gaze, but I burn feeling like a goddess with those eyes on me. I watch his adam's apple bop up and down at the sight of the familiar red lingerie.
"Oh, shit."
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A/N:
aera is getting brave, we love to see it 🏃♂️🏃♂️
also, ran into Jungkook's cover of Never Not again and just realized how the lyrics are so fitting for the characters :(
fellow authors will know, after having these sets of characters, listening to music is like digging for their soundtrack (which i finally put into action for SLH :] )
and the songs just hit different when the feelings match perfectly.
i've been so mentally ill and absent, there's so so much i want to share with you guys! i'm sorry for the long author's note.
i recently began using wattpad on my computer, and just realized there was a 'stats' section. I never really put much attention to this aspect of being an author, but i finally checked it out. I saw the demographics for this book and was so fascinated to see readers of different genders, ages, and countries.
I've seen Pakistan, Bangladesh, India, Nigeria, South Africa, and so many more countries that I've yet to learn about! I see you and I'm so happy to have this community of readers from all over the world. It just wows me how the internet has brought so many unique people together. I really am so thankful for every one of you, those who are quietly reading, and also those that share your experiences in the comments.
aside from this book and SLH, I'm also simultaneously and also on-and-off-ly 😔 working on two other books. I don't know when I'll publish them, but it's something for you guys to look out for.
I have some things in store for these two, so keep your eyes open for the upcoming updates :)))