Secret anon here, still annoying you but bare with me :)
I absolutely would like a happy ending, my heart can’t take too much angst so do as you wish love!
Also, since I’m italian, we should do an exchange program: you help me improve in English and I will teach you some italian words!! Just kidding hahaha
You are not annoying me at all!
I always smile when I get messages in my inbox so feel free to send as may asks as you'd like haha
Okay good good. I can read angst but writing it is a whole other level of hurt 😭
Oh cool! Yes please I love learning new languages lmaooo
Regardless thank you so much for reading my fics and sending the request 🥹🫶🏼
"They said it'll be a good thing for me to meet them in a more casual setting before the wedding so it won't be as daunting. Which to a certain extent I agree with..."
"But you're worried about what they'll say" she states the obvious, responding to her with an almost imperceptible nod, something I didn't have to acknowledge to begin with.
The answer being written all over my face.
"That and the way they'll look at me"
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I made to sound ominous lmao but I needed to show that it's not going to be all butterflies and rainbows just because they're engaged now.
Hey babe, reading the latest drabble of faking it made me wonder if OC and JK might have their own children in the future. I need me some JK-OC’s babies (other than little juni) because they would be so cute!!!ESPECIALLY AFTER JK’s LIVE TODAY, HOW CAN YOU RESIST THAT MAN.
Ps. If thats a spoiler it’s totally okay if you dont want to answer, love ya
I won't be able to answer your question right now but I'm so happy you're liking the story so far 🥰
But girllll that man is getting more and more lethal every damn day I swearrrr
Hi cutie patootie, how are u? Especially after jk’s live!!! Seeing it made me think about a ff idol!jk x reader with some angst but still fluff, would you ever write something like it? You’re amazing!!
Hi lovie 🥰
I’m doing well thanks! Stuck at work rn but other than that I’m alright haha
(That live was lethal tho 😭)
How are you?
Yes ofc! I’d love to write something like that!
Did you have anything in mind story-wise or just the pairing? 😁
Feel free to send another ask and I’ll see what I can do 🫶🏼
Hi love, how are you doing? Since I recently reread Fakin’ It and I miss our little Juni, I’m curious about what would happen in a scenario between JK and MC if they ever had a disagreement. Love you, and can’t wait for your updates! 🫶
Hi babes!
I'm doing well thanks! How are you? Did you watch Jungkook's lives today? 🤭
Thank you so much for reading and rereading Faking it 😭 I love that story so much and I hate that it's been over a year since I last updated it but I hope I'll be able to get something out this year (no promises)
I hope you enjoy this little angsty drabble because it broke my heart thinking about how this all played out 😭
You can find it here
Thank you for the request! I hardly have any bonus content for this story so I'm always happy when I get to write about them 💕
Summary: A slight conflict has a lasting effect on you little one
Pairing: f!reader (30) x Single Dad Jungkook (33) (Arranged Marriage)
Word Count: 1.5K~
Warning: A brief argument and discussion about divorce.
a/n: I'm so sorry but I had to bring Juni into this one. This story really is about the three of them and how they navigate life together as well as oc and Jungkook's romance so it just felt right to have to have it affect all of them.
p.s. Read through and edited like twice so please have mercy on me
Requested by a lovely anon 💜
"Jungkook," I sigh to myself, seeing how he hasn't taken care of this damn dishwasher, leaving me having to hand wash everything...again.
I plug up the sink and squirt some dish soap inside, placing all of the dishes in as the water rises, giving them some time to soak before starting the long task that's gotten even longer with his absentmindedness.
I bring out the drying rack for the dishes from under the skin and place a towel down to catch any excess water, soon hearing Jungkook come out when he hears all the commotion.
"Why are you washing those by hand, Baby?" Jungkook asks, wrapping his arms around me from behind. pressing a kiss to my neck.
"Are you really asking me that?" I click my tongue and straighten my posture, wordlessly telling him to back off. But he doesn't.
"Oh," he freezes behind me, still holding me close but his grip loosening the slightest bit.
"Yeah. Oh," I say, rolling my shoulders and bringing my elbows back slightly, him finally releasing me then, getting the hint.
"I forgot to call the repair man...again," he mumbles, his shoulders drooping.
"This damn dishwasher has been broken for two weeks, Jungkook. Two." I hold my fingers up for emphasis before I plunge my hands into the hot water and quickly pull them out, forgetting to add some cold in to cool it down.
"Shit," I growl shaking my hands out, my teeth clenched from the pain.
Jungkook's quick to act, blasting the cold water and holding my hands under the cool stream.
He rests his forehead against my shoulder hiding his face away from my clear disappointment in him, hoping that would somehow lessen the blow.
"I'm sorry, it must've just-"
"Slipped your mind." I pull my hands back and shut off the water, gripping the edge of the sink. "A lot of things seem to be slipping through the cracks lately. There something you wanna tell me?" I turn back to face him, crossing my arms over my chest as he leans against the adjacent counter.
"I'm sorry-"
"You said that already. I'm done with your apologies, Jungkook. They mean nothing when there are no actions to back them up in the future. Why can't you-"
"Mommy? Daddy?" Juni appears in the doorway, her usual bright eyes and wide smile now traded with something akin to fear.
"Juni," I step back from Jungkook, not noticing how I had stalked closer to him in the midst of my tongue lashing. "Why aren't you playing with your dolls?" I ask, walking over to her and smoothing out her hair.
"Daddy said he was going to bring you back so we could all play together," her bottom lip starts to wobble, leaving my heart breaking.
"Why are you crying?" I cup her cheek, wiping away the first of I'm sure several tears that might fall.
"Are you going to leave Daddy and me?"
"What? No, honey. Daddy and I were just having a little talk. I'm sorry if it scared you," I pull her closer, kneeling down in front of her.
Her little face buries in my shoulder, tears dampening my shirt. "Please don't leave me, Mommy. Don't leave."
"Shh, it's okay. I'm here. Mommy's not going anywhere," I rub her back, turning back to look at Jungkook, his expression equally if not more so troubled.
Once she's had her little cry and a her tears have thoroughly drenched my shoulder I pull her back, wiping the last few tears away, her sniffling and wiping her nose.
"What made you think Mommy was going to leave?" I ask, needing to know why it triggered her so much and so quickly.
"Tommy said...he said..." her tears well up again, and Jungkook finally kneels next to me, wiping a few tears as well.
"It's okay, Juni. Take your time," he fixes her messy hair, dampened strands sticking to her cheeks, soon hugging her daddy too, him holding her impossibly close.
Once her sobs have turned to sniffles and and her breathing has evened out she pulls back, her cheeks red and eyes puffy making her look even rounder if at all possible.
My heart is shattered at the sight of seeing her so devastated, her bottom lip still trembling but she bites down on it for a second before releasing, preventing our attention diverting to reminding her not to.
"What did Tommy say, Juni?" I ask cupping her cheek now, her eyes slowly lifting, bouncing back and forth between Jungkook and I.
"Tommy said that when Mommies and Daddies fight it means they don't love each other...and that they won't live together and be a family anymore," she says, her world having crumbled from the sight of our tense conversation.
I look to Jungkook, wanting to know if he'd like to be the one to take the lead or if I should, him nodding for me to start.
"Sometimes that does happen. Tommy's parents are going through a really rough time right now, so they might not be living together to keep themselves from fighting so much," I start, gently explaining what may be going on.
It's not news to any of us. Tommy's parents have always been quick to anger so it was only a matter of time before something like this happened.
It's for the better for them.
For us? Never.
"People fight sometimes but that does not mean it'll end up like that every time. Sometimes if you're frustrated with someone you can't help but show that you're frustrated. But just because I was upset with Daddy, doesn't mean I would leave him," I look at him again, his smile soft and encouraging.
"You wanna know what Daddy did to make Mommy frustrated?" I ask, her taking a second to think before nodding.
"Daddy forgot to call the man that comes over to fix things today so our dishwasher is still broken," I say and her brows furrow.
"That's not so bad."
"It is when you've been handwashing dishes for two weeks," I frown right back at her, the corner of her lips tugging up before going back down.
"Oh? Is that a smile I see?" I ask, the slight twitch turning into a small smirk.
"I think it is," Jungkook concurs, poking her little tummy, a giggle being her response.
"There's our girl," I sigh, both of us relieved that she's slowly feeling like herself again.
"So to fix the problem Daddy just needs to call the man with all the mousekatools?" she asks, her only other point of reference for a toolbox being from The Mickey Mouse Clubhouse.
"That's right," I nod, glad to see that I'm not the only one who sees the clear solution.
"Daddy, go call him right now," her expression turns serious, her voice deepening just slightly to match the firm tone I had used with him earlier.
His brows raise in response, surprised to see her turn into a mini me so quickly.
"Aw come on. Now you're both ganging up on me?" he pouts, Juni breaking into a grin before getting back into character.
"You need to do what Mommy says so we can uses the splishwasher and so it won't make that funny noise anymore" she stomps her foot to add emphasis, Jungkook trying his absolute hardest not to smile.
"Okay, okay. First thing in the morning I'll-"
"No, Daddy. Now," she huffs, crossing her arms over her chest, her likeness more like her Daddy this time.
"It's too late though."
"He's got an answering machine," I back Juni up, showing him that he really has no way out of this.
"Fine," he groans, grabbing his phone and going into the living room to handle it.
"Good job, Juni," I give her a high five and she jumps up and down.
"Did I do it right?" she asks, her eyes wide and waiting for approval.
"Yes you did. Remind me to have you play bad cop so that I can play good cop next time."
Her face lights up at that and she twirls around, her princess nightgown fanning out around her.
"I'll be the bestest bad cop ever," she giggles, her entire existence being the exact opposite.
"I know you will," I place a couple big smooches on her cheeks just to see her smile a little more.
"Mommy is sorry you had to see that," I say again, her expression drooping just a bit before nodding.
"I understand now, but it was scary seeing you like that." I nod scooping her up and holding her close.
"I'm not going to promise you that Daddy and I won't fight again because I don't know what the future will look like," her head droops further, "but what I can promise you is that Daddy and I love each other very much and we would do everything we can to work through any hard times we might have so we can come out stronger and love each other more and more."
I lean back and tilt her chin up, her bright eyes having lost a bit of their sparkle.
"I love you Juni. More than you'll ever know," I murmur, my thumb caressing her cheek.
Her arms are thrown around me again seconds later.
"Please don't ever leave," she nuzzle further, as if it could help her get closer.
"I won't baby. I could never leave my Juni behind."
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No rush I was just curious if another chapter of art of etiquette is on the horizon? I like that story too! Or the friends to lovers one with the stalker?
I haven't started writing a new chapter for The Art of Etiquette unfortunately 😭
I do love that story and want to get back to it but I think my best plan of action is to finish Just Take It and also Seven Days to Fall Again since both of them are almost done. (Even though I'm sure there aren't too many people still waiting around for Seven Days lol)
For Still With You (the stalker fic) I started writing the next chapter a looooonnnngggg time ago (I'm talking started back in 2023 long time ago) so I feel like it does not match my writing style at all. So for that one I'll have to edit it a lot or just scrap it and start over.
That one isn't really popular at all (🥲) so I don't have much motivation for it at the moment.
I'm so so happy you've read so many of my stories! It really does mean a lot to me so thank you so much 🥹
I love your latest Drabble. Poor kookie has been through the ringer. 😢
This is one of my favorite blogs cuz of all the little peaks into the fics that aren’t necessarily part of the main story line. Usually people don’t like to do drabbles for stuff that hasn’t technically happened in the main storyline yet but I feel like it really works. It doesn’t take away from the main storyline at all and you get to see different sides of the characters and their reactions.
Oh my gosh thank you so much!
I'm so happy you enjoyed the drabble and hearing that my blog is one of your favorites really made my day! 🥹
I really do enjoy doing little slice of life drabbles or putting my characters into different situations and seeing how it all plays out. I feel like it helps me get to know them a bit more and definitely helps with character development!
There's so much more to this story/couple (just like there is with every story) so being able to expand upon it is always very fun!
Most of the time the things that are asked aren't things that'll show up in the main storyline so I don't mind talking about them 🥰
We all knew early on that they were going to get married and have kids so the only thing I haven't touched upon is what their lives are gonna look like after they have kids because more of their future is gonna be revealed in the epilogue.
Anyways thank you again for that, it warms my heart knowing that people are still invested in this story despite the gap between updates.
What do you think JK (JTI) would do if he thought the MC was cheating (but she isn’t)? Hope you’re doing well btw!
Hi love! I'm doing well thanks! Hope you are too!
I'm really proud of myself for being able to get this done so quickly haha. Hope you like it!
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"Honey?" Jungkook calls for me from downstairs. "Can you come here for a sec?"
"Be right down!" I say, finishing up putting the laundry away before I come out and am met with a pacing Jungkook in the living room.
"You're going to wear out that rug if you keep that up," I chuckle but I can tell something is wrong.
He never paces.
He's always calm, cool and collected...unless it's about Jared. But even when it comes to him, he's never looks so genuinely troubled.
"Is something wrong?" I ask, my tone low and gentle.
He doesn't answer.
It's like I can see the cogs going round and round in his head, his brows set in a deep frown.
"Baby," I cut off his pacing halfway, stepping right in front of him, "what is it?" I reach to brush his hair off his forehead but he flinches, something he's never done.
I let my hand fall at my side, not wanting to push him further.
"Jungkook?" I ask again, hating how silent he is...and how he finds it hard to even make eye contact with me.
"Sit down...please," he finally says, his voice strained, as if this is a conversation he'd been dreading for way too long.
One that I'm starting to as well.
He paces back and forth, back and forth until I can't take it anymore.
"Jeon Jungkook, please stop and tell me what's wrong," the use of his full name slowing his steps to a stop.
"Come here," I says softly, patting the seat next to me, but he chooses to sit on the armchair across from me instead.
This cannot be good.
"I need you to answer me honestly. I don't want excuses and I don't want the long version. I need you to tell me in one word," his voice is breaking and his muscles are taught.
Whatever this is has been killing him.
"Are you cheating on me?" he asks point blank, his teeth clenching when the words leave his mouth as if they left a bitter taste on his tongue.
"What?" my brows furrow and eyes blink three times, trying to figure out if I've heard him right.
"Are you cheating on me?" his words slow and strained, his expression more serious than I've ever seen, at least one directed at me.
"No! Oh my gosh no. What would ever make you think that?" I say, walking over to him and kneeling in front of his chair when his head droops. Needing to know, begging to know what it could be.
"You changed the password on your phone," a muscle feathers in his jaw, "and you've been spending a lot more time on your own. You went out last weekend early in the morning and didn't come home until after lunch with the excuse of 'Seeing a friend'. You didn't bother to tell me their name or what you did. You said it would bore me and I shouldn't worry about it. You even turned off your location," he lists off, now noticing how bloodshot his eyes are from up close.
"Jungkook," my brows pinch together, "I'm sorry. I never wanted to worry you like this. I...I should've just told you."
"Told me what?" his eyes lift to meet mine, still cold, unsure and shaken.
"Your birthday is in a few months and I've been working on your present. I didn't want to spoil the surprise so I figured it would be best if I said I was just spending time with friends...although I'm clearly not very good at lying," I scratch my head, a bashful smile on my lips but when I see he's still uneasy I sigh and stand up.
"Wait here," I head upstairs to get my phone, coming back down right after and sitting in front of him.
His eyes are trained on me, his expression still showing unease but curious to know what sort of evidence I have.
I pull up my text thread with my sister and scroll through our messages stopping when I've found the starting point and hand it to him.
"Start from there and scroll down."
His hands tremble a bit, his brows furrowed as he scrolls through our conversation.
"Why are you on the coast?" she asks, sending me a picture of my current location at the time.
"You keeping tabs on me?" I ask, already on edge from trying to hide this from Jungkook.
"Jungkook asked me if I knew where you were since you weren't answering your phone," she replies, my heart skipping a beat at the time, debating on if I should tell her or not.
"You have to promise me you'll keep this a secret."
"Fine."
"I'm working on his birthday present and I don't want him to know," I admit, wanting to give basic details but of course she decided to dig for more.
"Isn't it a little too early for that?" she asks, his birthday being over three months away.
"It's never too early to start making a gift for the one you love"
She sent back a barfing emoji at that.
"Don't act like I didn't have to deal with your love dovey nonsense when you first met your husband," reminding her that she has no room to talk after what I went through.
I liked seeing her happy though. Still do, but I wouldn't be a little sister if I didn't give her hell about it.
"Fine fine. What are you making him?"
"Do I have to tell you everything?"
"Yes," I remember groaning when I saw that message.
"I'm making him a watch."
"A watch? Can't you just buy one?"
"Well duh, but I want this one to be special."
"Why?"
"Well, because it's the first birthday we've celebrated since we've been married."
I look at Jungkook's expression soften little by little, the tension leaving his body.
"I sent her some pictures too," I scroll a little further to show the pictures of all the little gears and watch faces and everything I had to piece together.
"Bun," he whispers, his eyes glossing over, "I was so worried. I thought I lost you."
"Honey, no," I pull him into an embrace, his face buried in my neck and breathing in my scent, it always having a calming effect on him. "You know what hell I've been through, and you helped and loved me through the healing process. I would never ever put you through that. I love you too much to even let the thought cross my mind," I hold him closer until he pulls me up from my kneeling position and into his lap.
"Please...please just tell me next time. I know you wanted to surprise me but all of the things you did to hide it are things that I've gone through with other partners. I knew you'd never do that to me but I couldn't help but get triggered by it," he explains, his face still nuzzled against my skin.
"I'm sorry, I'll communicate more and I won't be so secretive about things anymore."
"You don't have to tell me each and every detail but...tell me at least a little something to put me at ease...and don't ignore my texts and calls...deal?" he offers, pulling back to hold out his hand to shake which I take with a nod.
"Deal."
"You're making dinner tonight."
"What? Why?" I protest, knowing that he's the better cook out of the two of us.
"For making me get all worked up and because I've made it for the past four nights in a row," he says, poking my cheek and offering up a solid argument.
"Fine," I grumble and make moves to get off his lap but he keeps me in place.
"I thought you wanted me to make dinner?"
"I do...but I'd rather hold you some more first."
My confusion softens to a lovestruck look and I let my body melt into his, his warmth flooding my body and his strong arms wrapping so so tight around my waist as if he's afraid if he let's me get too far that all of his fears will come back.
I took some time off to spend a few days with my sister so that was really nice but it makes going back to work so much harder. I feel like I'm dying and it's only Tuesday 🫠