𝐁𝐓𝐒 - 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨

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"You still have yet to answer to my confession, [NAME]. I've waited too long for this moment..."

What's your answer?
[ ʏᴇs] | ɴᴏ 

"If I say yes..."

The eager look on his face emerged and moved slightly forward towards me. Too close!

"Will you... will you help me overcome my fear?"
"Will you help me forget... forget the man who started this?"

He smiled. "I won't even glance anywhere else for you. I'll take care of you now. You can rest assured."

Please don't lie.

Good ending

"Honey, where's my bow tie? It was as if I were looking for a needle in a goddamn haystack!" The man roamed around the messy bedroom, clothes laid on the floor and hangers were flying.

"Have you checked in... one of the loaded boxes?" I stood by the door, watching my man pacing the room urgently. It was one of those days...

"Loaded boxes?" I nodded. "Huh. I don't recall placing them there. Did you?"

"Not me. That specific box has your name on it. I have never touched any of my husband's belongings."

He turned around and sighed. "How many times do I have to tell you? What's mine is yours. I can never get mad at you for touching what I own. Unless you touched my precious milk, that I cannot forgive."

" I know, but - " He placed his finger on my lips. "But nothing. I will never lay a hand on you. You're my fragile wife. I cannot lose you again. It's worse if it was caused by me." Heaving a held sigh I nodded. "Now, I'm going to get ready. I'll be home in two hours, so don't miss me too much."

Squeezing my cheeks, he rushed to the bathroom to redo his messy hair.

"You'll be fine, girl. You've survived being home alone when you were single. You'll be alright without him..."

"Don't encourage yourself that you don't need me anymore. We're still husband and wife, you know. I hope you're not planning for a divorce just to marry yourself!" His voice echoed in the bathroom. How on earth can he hear me?

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"Bye-bye, my precious. Make sure you eat your lunch." He sadly waved.

"You're only going to be at work for two hours. I think I can manage, staying at home without you." He gasped as the words left my lips.

"You take that back this instant! You're going to beg me to come home the moment I close this door!" Out of all times, why is he trying to be clingy now?

"Jungkook, you have work to attend to. Out you go."

"I know, behind that persona, you're putting up, you're resisting to run over here and hug me. Here. My arms are open wide!" And just like, I embraced him in a tight hug. I can never get away with anything! "I'll be home as soon as I finish."

"Just go."

"I swear you're going to regret telling me that. Love you, babe." He kissed my forehead before closing the door behind his back.

We've never gone beyond kisses on the face. For my sake, at least. It wasn't something I never wanted to do with him. It was more of... finding the perfect time and event.

I began working on my new project for a popular fashion company, Laza when pounding startled me. Who would knock on a door that harshly?

We didn't have a peephole to look into, so I placed my ear to the door. Fear escalating to the brain.

BANG

A single discharge of a gunshot was heard from the other side of the door. Fortunately, I was not wounded. Rushing into the bedroom, my fingers trembling to find my phone, desperately trying to call for help.

"I know you're in there, girl!" Why does that voice ring a bell?

Not wasting any more time, another voice came from the other line? "This is the XXXX Police Department, you're speaking with Jennifer, how may I assist you?"

"H-hi! There's s-somebody t-trying to get into my house! I n-need you to send somebody... I d-don't think I have much time in my room... He's armed..."

"Please calm down and lock your room. We've sent out police officers to your location. Is there anyone with you right now?"

"I'm alone... my husband just left the house about an hour ago to go to work..." I quickly locked the door and hid inside the bathroom since my wardrobe was too small.

"May I know your husband's contact number so we can inform him of your situation?"

"Y-yes. His name is Jeon Jungkook, his phone number is ____________ ..."

"Just stay calm for now, Miss. The police are on their way to your house right now." And the call ended. Was that supposed to happen?

It felt like moments later when the sound of the bedroom door dropped to the floor. Was the intruder already inside?!

...

"[NAME]?" That voice. "Honey? Where are you?!"

"Jungkook!" I swung the bathroom door opened and jumped into his arms, him catching me almost instantly.

"Oh my goodness! Are you alright? Are you hurt?" He grabbed my face, turning vigorously from side to side to check for any wounds.

"I'm okay. Just hiding as you can see. What happened?"

"The police called me as soon as I finished and told me you were in danger. Luckily, the police apprehended the intruder before he could step into the house." I knew it, there was more to the story. "The bad news was, the intruder claimed to be your father."

That man...

"The police told me he screamed, "If I'm going to suffer in hell, I'm bringing her with me," while handcuffing him." He continuously caresses my hair as he spoke.

"Gosh, I thought I lost you..." He buried his face in my shoulder, pressing my body closer to his.

"Look who's being a crybaby now?"

"Shut up. Why don't you be in my shoes for a day? I bet you'll hate feeling protective of your lover then."

"I do, Jungkook."

"You're going to regret calling me a crybaby in bed, hun."

"Bad timing, husband."

"Sorry not sorry, wifey."

END