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Only You • BTS JJK • Ch.13 [The Tree-Castle]

Description: Jungkook and Siri didn’t care that they were arranged to marry. They’ve only ever wanted eachother ever since they became bestfriends when they were 4 years old. Unfortunately, one sudden tragedy tears apart the life they were meant to share together. __________________________________________

>Pairing: childhood bf JJK x OC named Siri >Genre: childhood friends to lovers, arranged marriage au, angst, fluff >Wordcount: ~8400 >Chapter Warnings: some sweetness before more angst comes, smut; raw missionary More series warnings can be found in the Only You Masterlist >> Notes: Not set in Korea. OC is named Siri/Serena/Serenity in ALL my stories - she is a brunette with blue eyes. DON'T copy my storyline or take any part of my work please

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Knock knock knock

Siri startles slightly at the sound, her gaze going from the roof window she had been looking through to admire the starry night sky, to the small gate-like door a few metres away from her.

She’s actually inside a wooden treehouse—or it's more like a tree-castle—that was built thanks to Jungkook’s father who had it professionally made for his son and her when they were little kids. It was their playhouse, their imaginary kingdom, and a place where they would have (not so) secret meetings throughout the years. It was their safe place.

At the moment, it's a little late into the evening, sometime after 10pm; the family meeting is over, dinner is over, friends have gone home with the promise of catching up very soon, and most of the people in the Jeon family mansion have gone to bed. This included Taehyung who is in one of the many guest bedrooms after Jungkook’s mother happily offered him a room.

Siri is sitting on a pile of pillows and blankets she brought from inside the mansion, and a lantern sits in the corner, being her source of light to see her surroundings.

She came to the tree-castle as she wanted to be somewhere where she didn’t feel so out of place. The guest bedroom Jungkook’s mother had offered her to stay in used to be her room from when she and Jungkook were younger, back when she basically lived at the Jeon family mansion for the better half of every week.

Back then, Siri and Jungkook would sneak into each other’s rooms after everyone fell asleep. Sometimes she'd cross the hall and crawl into his bed, other times he'd crawl into hers, and neither of them had a good excuse except for just wanting to be near each other and cuddle.

Now the bedroom didn’t really look or feel like her room anymore, but that’s because it is a guest bedroom now. The furniture has changed, and the stars and daisy decorations she stuck on the walls are gone, but Siri understood why.

After she and Jungkook had gotten married, they moved into their own apartment together. Of course after they married they would visit the Jeon family mansion occasionally, but they’d usually stay in Jungkook’s childhood bedroom if they needed a room to sleep in, therefore there was no need for that spare room to be ‘hers’ anymore.

However, tonight after Siri unpacked her bags and sat on the bed that technically used to be hers, she couldn’t help but feel exactly like what the room was meant for now… She felt like a guest rather than family, only because she’s been apart from everyone for so long.

But it seems someone has found her in the not-so-secret safe treehouse.

"Oh..." Siri says with slight surprise since she wasn’t expecting anyone to come here. "Uh... who is it?"

She hears someone clearing their throat before they speak.

"Oh beautiful princess," Jungkook’s voice comes from outside, "would you be so kind as to allow this poor lost prince entry into your magnificent kingdom? It’s terribly cold out here, and I fear I may perish before sunrise."

A laugh slips out from Siri as heat flushes into her cheeks and butterflies go off in her tummy. Hearing Jungkook talk like that takes her back to their much younger, playful days, and the fact he was doing it now, especially after the emotional day they had, it really warmed her heart.

Siri didn’t actually think Jungkook would still be here, though. Even though they had a moment earlier where they understood their love for each other was still there thanks to Jungkook showing his wedding ring on a necklace, Siri thought he had gone home with his current wife.

The last thing she heard before coming out to the tree-castle was Jennie asking her husband if he was going to go home with her, and Siri didn’t want to stick around to hear the answer because just hearing that Jungkook and Jennie have a home together crushed her heart.

Silly Siri, though. She should’ve stayed to hear how Jungkook turned Jennie down…

"Jennie,” he said her name with a sigh, looking exhausted from the day’s events and like he really just wanted some peace, and he knew he wouldn’t get that from her.

"What?"

"Please don't do this."

"Don't do what?" she looked at him innocently.

"Pretend that there’s anything between us. Don't act like we have a home together. That apartment isn't my home anymore, not since you got rid of Siri’s things behind my back. Plus, do you really think I'm gonna go anywhere now that she’s staying here?"

Jennie pouted, “I already said I was sorry for that, but I’m your wife now, and you’re meant to come home with—”

“No,” Jungkook cut in sternly. “Siri is my real wife. You are only my wife on paper and in the public eye. Behind closed doors, we’re nothing. You already know this, so why are you trying to make us sound like we’re something more when we’re not?”

Jennie looked down at her fidgety hands. "I just thought, maybe… eventually… you changed your mind about me…"

For the last four months (since a month before they got married), Jennie had been trying to get Jungkook to like her. She knew she had made a huge mistake in the beginning when she threw out Siri’s belongings after moving into Jungkook’s apartment, but at the time, Jennie just wanted to make the place feel like hers too, and it was hard to do that with Siri’s clothes and personal things still around.

However, after seeing the rage Jungkook went into when he found Siri’s things were gone—where he angrily pulled the new duvet off the bed and literally punched a hole into a wall—Jennie’s been trying to do better.

She’s been showing up during his lunch breaks, although it would be unannounced sometimes, much to Jungkook’s dismay. When he refused to eat with her, she would send some food up to his office. She kept suggesting couple-y things for them to do together to get closer to him, but he always said he was too busy.

She would always try to dress to impress him, even dressing in pastel colours to give herself a softer look rather than her usual bright red or hot pink colours. She’d send Jungkook texts daily, and she even moved herself into the spare bedroom of his (now their) apartment.

Except the damage of removing Siri’s things was done, and because Jungkook was so bitter and still fuming deep inside over it, he hardly ever went back ‘home’ anymore, choosing to stay with his parents at the Jeon mansion, or with one of his hyungs instead.

Over time, Jungkook did eventually stop refusing every invitation Jennie offered, and had agreed to some lunches and the odd dinner at their supposed home. Sometimes he would sit across from Jennie and listen, doing the bare minimum responses while she talked his ears off. Sometimes he would stay long enough to finish the meal and do the dishes for her. And at public events, Jungkook would, on the rare occasion, take Jennie’s hand first, and he would let her adjust his tie or brush his hair back in front of people.

Stupidly, as well as embarrassingly, because he didn’t say no all the time, Jennie started to have a little more hope. She thought maybe Jungkook was finally warming up to her. That he was finally moving on from Siri, and that maybe after all these years, he was going to finally choose her and she’d stop being in second place (or more like last place, if we’re gonna be honest).

"I thought we were getting closer…” Jennie added in a sad tone. “We’ve been eating together more and you let me hold your hand and stuff…”

Jungkook's expression softened as he felt a bit of pity for her. The thing is, he said yes to the occasional lunch and dinner to stop Jennie from pestering him, and he held her hand and let her touch him affectionately only in public so it would keep up appearances that they were a married couple.

"Jennie," he said gently, wanting to be a little kinder to her since he knew he had been a grumpy ass earlier on the couch—but that was mainly due to the fact that he felt Jennie had ruined his beautiful emotional reunion with Siri.

Sure, Jungkook had always disliked Jennie from the moment he saw her stomping on sandcastles, but ever since their marriage, and after seeing her try hard to get on his good side, he didn’t want to be a totally heartless bastard towards her. He did try to soften himself around her just to be nice and courteous, but of course, his heart would never fully melt for her, or be hers.

"Just because I eat with you and hold your hand sometimes doesn’t mean my feelings have changed. I’m sorry but… I do all that coz I have to. So people will believe we’re happily married."

Jungkook could actually see Jennie’s face drop, and while he felt bad for hurting her feelings, he also felt it was better to be honest with her. Unfortunately, the truth can hurt sometimes.

Upon hearing Jungkook’s honesty, Jennie realised that the progress she thought she was making with him never actually existed. Every lunch and dinner, every event, and every touch, she had convinced herself that they meant something, but clearly to him they were just obligations.

After that explanation, Jennie sees Jungkook look through the windows from the lounge to outside on the lawn where his eyes were clearly searching for something in the dark. She knew he was looking towards that treehouse. It was Jungkook’s and Siri’s ‘kingdom’ apparently, and Jennie was never invited inside it when they were younger.

She also knew what—or more like who—he was looking for.

It was Siri when they were children. It was Siri when they were teenagers. It was Siri when they were in uni. And even after everyone believed she was dead, it was still Siri.

"You can go home, Jennie,” Jungkook said to her softly while his eyes were locked onto a small glowing light he could see within his old wooden tree-castle. "But my home is Siri. Wherever she is, I’ll go.”

And so now here Jungkook is, outside in his parent’s yard near the big tree that had a wooden castle built around it. He’s climbed up the wooden ladder half way where he’s waiting for his princess to allow him entry.

He doesn’t know why he decided to roleplay as a prince at this age and after everything that happened today, but knowing Siri was in the tree-castle—in their safe place—it just brought back many memories, and Jungkook couldn’t help but feel that the little boy prince inside him wanted to come out and play. Just for a little bit.

But it also seems Siri wanted to play too.

"Well,” he hears her reply, putting on a posh accent, "I suppose I could be persuaded to show kindness."

Jungkook keeps his act up, gasping dramatically as he put his hand on his heart, even though he knew Siri couldn’t see him in the dark. "Your generosity knows no bounds, princess."

"But," she decides to say, "what gift does this lost prince bring me?"

"A gift??"

"Naturally. Surely a prince requesting entry into my kingdom comes bearing something of value."

"Hmm…” Siri could hear Jungkook thinking.

But he didn't really need to think too hard. There’s only one thing he wants to give her. One thing he’ll always give her.

He smiles to himself, only thinking of her as he says softly but confidently, "I give you my heart, princess."

The smile that was on Siri’s lips while they were roleplaying slowly fades because Jungkook’s words turned her to a puddle of adoration. Out of all the things he could’ve said, he went for the most meaningful object which spoke volumes of his love for her.

And actually, almost everything he’s done for her spoke volumes.

All the anxiety Siri felt earlier disappears. All the feelings of worry about what will happen next for her in life didn’t matter in this moment. What mattered is that she felt safe, warm and secure knowing she’d have Jungkook and his love, forever and always.

Jungkook then continues to say, “If I could cut it out and hand it to you on a golden platter, I would."

Siri's eyes fill with tears for the thousandth time today, but this time, a shaky laugh comes with them. Even though he just said something totally absurd, Siri could hear the sincerity in Jungkook’s voice and knows that if he could actually cut out his heart and give it to her, he would.

"I should warn you, though,” he adds. "The procedure would probably kill me."

Siri laughs through her tears. "Probably?"

"Well… almost certainly."

A chuckle leaves Siri as she sniffles and wipes her tears. She suddenly feels like she misses Jungkook, even though he’s right there.

She slips the blanket off her lap and goes to stand, except since she’s a lot bigger now, she has to walk bent forward slightly so she doesn’t hit her head on the ceiling. She grabs the lantern in the corner first before walking over to the little wooden latch to unlock it, and then she pulls open the small wooden gate.

With the help of the lantern light, she sees Jungkook is still in his work clothes with the shirt sleeves rolled up to his elbows, and he’s holding onto the wooden ladder while looking up at her with a soft smile. She notices his doe eyes aren’t as red or swollen anymore, but it’s still easy to tell he had been crying earlier.

It makes her chest get a painful little pinch looking at him because she hates that he had cried so much today.

Smiling with glossy eyes, Siri places a hand over her chest to keep up her roleplaying, then she lowers her head in a graceful nod. "You may enter, handsome prince."

“Why thank you, kind princess.”

Jungkook's grin widens as Siri moves back to give him space to crawl in through the small hole. She goes to place the lantern in the corner again before she sits amongst the pillows and blankets, while he goes to pull up the gate and put the latch back on.

Now it’s just the two of them inside their fancy wooden palace, but Jungkook stays standing awkwardly near the gate with his upper body bent forward since he was too tall in here as well. He nibbles his lower lip as if he’s nervous, wanting to get closer to Siri but he seemed unsure if he should.

The sight of him like that where he looked like a hesitant bunny, turned Siri into mush. All she wanted to do was just bring Jungkook into her arms and squeeze all that nervousness out of him, cuteness-aggression style.

"Koo,” she says his nickname softly, making a flutter go through him as he’s missed that name so much.

And truthfully, he’s missed KooKoo, Kookie, KooKoo-kachoo, Bunny boy, and Muscle-piggy. Every nickname Siri has ever come up with, he’s missed them all.

Jungkook sees her patting the spot beside her amongst the pillows, and it makes butterflies go off in his stomach. A bright smile curls onto his lips as he makes his way over, and as he moves, Siri shifts herself so she’s sitting slightly up against the wall with a pillow behind her, and then she lifts the blanket and opens her arms, welcoming Jungkook into them.

He eagerly lays down next to her and goes right into her embrace. He positions himself so he’s slightly lower than her with his head tucked into the crook of her neck while his cheek is pressed against her chest, making him have pouty lips. He then tangles his legs with hers and wraps his arms around her a lot tighter than he’s ever held her before, basically clinging to her like a koala and being a big baby.

Once he’s comfortable and has Siri locked tightly in his arms, Jungkook takes a deep, relieved breath in, taking in her scent and her warmth as she hugs him back tightly. However, the scent of her is so familiar that it for some reason makes Jungkook’s chest ache and his eyes start to prickle with tears.

She just smelt so much like home, she felt like home, and he was just so happy to finally be in the arms of his home.

It’s a little funny though, ‘cause after Jungkook lost Siri, he had become a bit of a hardened, grouchy ass where he always had a frown or a look of sorrow on his face, and he was always curt or snapping at people he didn’t want to deal with—which was almost everyone. It’s what Jimin, the receptionist, had always seen of him at work.

But now with his love back, that anger and hardness Jungkook had is melting away. Siri is thawing the coldness that overtook his heart.

She’s bringing back the old, original Jungkook. The man who could be compassionate and sweet if he wanted to be. The man who would pout with boba eyes, and smile like a bunny. The man who was a clingy cry baby (evidently), and so hopelessly devoted and irrevocably in love with her.

Nuzzling into her neck, Jungkook mumbles, "Missed you so damn much."

Siri suddenly feels warm water dripping onto her chest, and she knew that he was crying again. It made her heart squeeze tight, just like her arms squeezed tightly around him too.

"Hey, I'm here now, okay?" she coos, carding her fingers through his hair. She also has some tears in her eyes now because it really does break her heart when the love of her life cries.

"You don't need to cry anymore."

“Can’t stop,” he croaks against her skin, squeezing her tight. “Being without you was just the worst time of my life. Don’t ever wanna lose you again.”

Siri sniffles and cradles Jungkook’s head against her harder, “Gosh, I’m so sorry for what you’ve had to go through, Kookie… ”

“S’not your fault. Was mine for letting you get on that plane.”

“Hey, no,” Siri says seriously as she pulls his head gently away from her neck so she could look him in the eyes. “There’s no way it was your fault, okay? Life just wanted to throw us a huge curveball, but at least we found our way back to each other. The universe tried, but it didn’t win.”

She smiles down at him and he nods before laying his head down in the curve of her neck again. For a while, neither of them say anything and just hold each other, taking comfort in each other’s warmth and embrace while the water in their eyes eventually dries up.

"I still feel like shit though,” Jungkook eventually murmurs with his lips all pouty from resting his cheek against her chest.

"For what?" Siri asks softly, still slipping her hand through his hair.

"For giving in… For marrying Jennie…”

Siri’s heart clenches for a split second at the last sentence, but she reminds herself it’s okay and that the reason they married made total sense.

“It’s okay. I get why you did it.”

"But part of me still feels like I betrayed you…"

Siri gets a painful pinch to her chest as she can hear how genuine the guilt is in Jungkook’s tone and how heavily this has been weighing on him.

He squishes his cheek against her more and slightly nuzzles into her as he says, "I hated it. Every second of it. Even though the wedding was rushed, I hated it.”

Siri snorts and rolls her eyes and says sarcastically, “Bet Jennie loved that it was rushed.”

“Yeah, she hated that.” Jungkook sniffles as he pulls his face away from Siri’s chest to look at her with a frown. “But she fucking milked what she could out of it. When it came to kissing the bride, she practically forced her tongue down my throat—and in front of the damn cameras too! There were freaking people from the media there!”

Siri’s heart drops at hearing he and Jennie have kissed. Although she knows she can’t really feel jealous about it since she’s done the same with Taehyung.

Jungkook notices the way Siri tenses for a second. His face turns serious and sincere for his next words, as if he knew she would be struggling with that info and might start overthinking things.

"I want you to know that I haven’t been with anyone since you. I’ve never kissed Jennie since that sham of a wedding, and I’ve never touched her intimately. We don’t share a room and I’m hardly ever at the apartment anymore, and we—well at least I—don’t act like a married couple unless people are watching. I just do it to keep up appearances.”

Relief courses through Siri at first, happy to know Jungkook has been faithful to her this whole time. Sadly, guilt hits her next because she wasn’t fully faithful to him—not that it was her fault though since she had no memory of him at the time.

Even though she knows Jungkook will hate this, Siri feels this is the time to be honest about Taehyung. This is their safe place, after all. They could always tell each other things in their wooden castle and know it would never leave these wooden walls.

Looking into Jungkook’s eyes, Siri gives a small smile. “Thank you for telling me that, Koo. That really means a lot to me.”

He notices there’s some hesitancy in her eyes for some reason. “But? What is it? You look like you wanna tell me something.”

“There is something I need to tell you… I just know you’re not gonna like it though.”

Jungkook feels his heart in his stomach, and he’s already dreading what she has to say, but he swallows thickly and nods to urge her to continue.

Siri inhales to prepare herself before she lets it out.

“So… When I lost my memories, there was a point when I thought I wasn’t going to get them back. Even though I knew I was married because I had my rings, I didn’t think I had a husband who cared since no one had come looking for me—or I thought he was dead. It had been over two years and I just… I didn’t know anything.”

Jungkook’s heart twists hearing this since he absolutely did care and had been looking for her. But he understands that with her memories gone, Siri had no other option but to think what she did since no one had come for her. It’s just hard for him knowing she felt that way, and he wishes he had done better to search for her.

“And because I couldn’t remember you and thought no one was coming for me,” Siri continues, “I thought maybe I should move on from whoever I married…”

Jungkook’s stomach churns this time to the point that he feels slightly sick. He has a sort of grimace about to appear on his face as he has a feeling he knows where this conversation is about to go.

“Since Taehyung was always there for me, I had developed feelings for him… and I… I wanted to be with him romantically…”

I knew it. Jungkook purses his lips and scrunches his eyes shut as he lets out a sound that was like a grumble and a whimper at the same time because he was both irritated and hurt. He had suspected there was something between Siri and Taehyung from the way the guy looked at her, but Jungkook was really hoping he was wrong.

Looks like he wasn’t wrong though…

When he opens his eyes again, Jungkook sees tears in Siri’s eyes, and he could tell she felt apologetic and guilty about it. But there was one thing he needed to know.

“Do you love him?” he asks in a small, almost fearful voice, since he was literally scared of the answer. He really didn’t like the thought of Siri loving another man, but he just had to know.

Siri swallows thickly, feeling like there was a heavy rock on her chest. A rock called guilt.

“I think I was starting to…” she admits.

Jungkook shuts his eyes tight again, turns his head away from her, and breathes in and out deeply through his nose to help himself process this. The fear and worries he had have basically been confirmed and he hates it.

It freaking hurts him knowing that while he spent two years searching for her, refusing to move on, there was a version of Siri who decided to let him go to choose someone else.

A tear slips from the corner of his closed eyes, and it makes Siri’s chest ache. That heavy rock of guilt feels like it’s trying to pass her ribcage and head towards her stomach.

“Koo–oo,” she says his nickname brokenly as she starts to cry too, cupping the side of his face to wipe his fallen tear and make him look at her, but Jungkook can’t seem to open his eyes just yet. “Please understand that I—”

“It’s okay,” he cuts her off while reaching for her hand to pull it closer to his lips. “You didn’t remember me and I get it. It sucks, but I get it.”

“I’m really sorry,” she says tearfully.

“Don’t be.”

Jungkook finally looks at Siri as he kisses her palm softly to reassure her because he knows she didn’t mean for it to happen. In her mind, she wasn't really anyone’s wife properly, and Taehyung was the person who had been there for her. He was the person helping her, protecting her, and supporting her. Jungkook understands all of that. It doesn't stop the jealousy or the hurt he feels, or the ugly knot that won’t go away in his chest, but he definitely understands.

"I could tell that there was something between you two.” He goes to wipe Siri’s tears away with his thumb and the back of his knuckles.

She furrows her brows, "You could?”

Jungkook nods. "The way you look at each other sometimes—but more so him… He looks at you like he's in love with you."

Siri goes quiet at that because… He isn't wrong…

Jungkook notices her silence, and he slowly nods at the realisation. “Ah. So he is in love with you.”

Siri winces slightly. “I’m sorry.”

Jungkook sniffles and wipes his own cheeks next, “Honestly, I can’t blame the guy. Who wouldn’t fall for you?”

Siri does a small smile, but now there was another question that was gnawing at Jungkook.

“Did you, uh… Did you guys sleep together?”

Siri immediately shakes her head, “No. We never slept together. Just went on some dates and kissed a few times.”

Jungkook feels his shoulders drop and as he closes his eyes again, he lets out a deep exhale of relief. Although, behind his eyelids, he hates the image he sees of Taehyung holding the love of his life and kissing her. He hates that someone else got moments with her that should’ve been his and only his.

But Jungkook knows he shouldn’t feel too upset since he basically did the same things with Jennie—although with her, there were absolutely no intimate feelings whatsoever. Still, it’s neither his nor Siri’s fault that things turned out the way they did.

However, now that Jungkook knows there’s history between Siri and Taehyung, and now that he knows the guy is in love with his true wife, he’s a lot more uncomfortable with them near each other.

"I’ll be honest,” Jungkook starts to admit, “I’m thankful the guy was there for you and took care of you, and I’m grateful he helped you come back to me, but I don't really like him now since he’s in love with you, and I don’t like the thought of you two alone anymore… I know that sounds awful and controlling and like I'm jealous, but that’s coz I am. You’ve always been mine, and I’ve always been yours. I know he means something to you, but it… it just doesn’t sit right with me now. I’m sorry."

Siri, once again, melts for Jungkook, admiring his honesty. She cups his handsome face, making him look into her eyes. "Kookie, the feelings I have for Tae are not as strong as the ones I have for you. I was starting to fall for him, but I've already fallen for you. What I felt for him was becoming something, but what I feel for you is already something. I love Tae in some way, yes, but with you I don't just love you. I'm in love with you."

"You really mean that?" Jungkook says with big puppy-dog doe eyes.

"Of course I mean it. You win by a mile. There’s no comparison."

"Promise?"

The question is so soft and vulnerable, it breaks Siri’s heart a little that Jungkook even needs this reassurance. She understands why though. She’d feel the same if their positions were swapped.

“I promise, Koo."

Similar to that moment when they were seven years old where Siri had felt insecure and jealous during the Jennie and tiara incident, Jungkook pouts as he lifts his left hand with his pinky finger pointed out. "Pinky promise?"

A light chuckle escapes from Siri. She hugs him tight with the arm that’s still around him, leans down to press a short and sweet kiss to his forehead, then she hooks her pinky around his.

"I pinky promise."

"God, I love you,” Jungkook suddenly says, nuzzling into Siri’s neck again, feeling all the insecure places of his heart be soothed by her certainty and presence. “Love you so fucking much.”

“I love you too, Kookie.”

Jungkook couldn’t hold himself in anymore and lifts his head to place his lips on hers. Siri doesn't resist and hugs him closer to her. It’s a long and deep kiss, tasting of their salty tears, but feels so full of soft love.

When they part their lips, they keep their eyes closed, press their foreheads together and lightly nudge each other’s nose, just wanting to revel in this closeness they’ve missed so much.

“Koo?” Siri eventually says as she lifts her forehead off his to look at him properly.

“Mm?”

"What happens now? With us? Since you're married to Jennie and all…"

Jungkook sighs softly, feeling worn out at even the mention of Jennie. “I’m not really sure what will happen from here, but I know that I don’t want to lose you again, and I want to be with you, not her. So… I think I’ll have a talk to my father and Woobin tomorrow to discuss divorcing her.”

Siri does a cringey face. “Ooo that conversation is not gonna go down too well. But… won’t it affect the company too?”

Jungkook chuckles, “Yeah… I can already see Woobin is probably gonna go off his nut at me, and Jennie will probably throw a fit, but honestly, I don't care. I’m gonna do it. I want this situation fixed. I don’t like the fact that I have to call her my wife. I only want to be tied and married to you.”

Siri’s heart melts once again as she gives him a smile, taking comfort in his resolve and dedication to her, feeling reassured that his love is truly and fully for her. She kisses him as she’s thankful for him, holding her lips there so he can feel how much he means to her.

Jungkook feels it, and the longer their lips are together, the more he melts too. The more he feels so relieved and so thankful himself that the love of his life is back and in his arms.

And the longer they kiss…

“Want you, babyyy,” Jungkook murmurs a whine against Siri’s lips while his hand feels up the side of her body, going up her thighs and over her curves, then back down and round to the curve of her ass where he squeezes it needily. “Want you so bad. Need to be inside you. Been way too long. Please? Please can I have you?”

Siri nudges her nose with his, giving him a cheeky grin. “You’re married to someone else though… Wouldn’t this be considered cheating? I wouldn’t want to be a homewrecker.”

Jungkook lets out a chuckle, shaking his head as if she just said the most ridiculous thing ever. “Oh, don’t even go there, baby. My marriage to her isn’t real—not where it counts anyway, so I wouldn’t consider this cheating.”

He moves his hand to cup Siri’s face, his thumbing brushing over her cheek. He looks deep into her blue eyes, giving her the most genuine soft smile. “Especially not when my heart, mind, body and soul have always belonged to you. The only vows I’ve ever meant are the ones I made to you. She’s the homewrecker. You are my real wife.”

Siri’s heart flutters as she gazes into those doe eyes that were all sparkly like a galaxy for her. “Wow, Kookie, you sure have a way with words. I honestly feel so lucky to have you.”

“Well it’s all true. Plus, I’m the lucky one to have you.”

Siri rolls her eyes playfully as her smile widens, while Jungkook’s loving doe eyes drop to her lips then back up to her eyes. It’s then that neither of them feel they need to say anything else, and so they both lean in to join their mouths. This time, their kissing was purposeful and deep, as well as desperate and needy. It was two years of longing and love pressed against each other’s lips.

As their tongues sweep and dance in one another’s mouths, Siri grips the front of Jungkook's shirt while his hand pulls her face even closer to deepen their kissing until their teeth just graze and she moans against his lips.

It didn’t take long for their clothes to come off, and when Siri lays back against the pillows, Jungkook lays between her legs while his hands are on her breasts and his lips are kissing along her jaw and down her neck.

“Fuck, I’ve missed these tits,” he mumbles over her skin as he kneads her bountiful flesh.

His mouth takes in her left nipple hungrily, sucking and swirling his tongue around it eagerly, making her arch her back into him with a gasp. The warmth from his wet tongue, the gentle scrape of his teeth, and the way he gives attention to the other breast so it isn’t left out, it was all pleasure Siri has missed receiving and Jungkook missed giving.

While his mouth is busy on her breasts, one of his hands slides down her body, caressing every inch of skin he could reach. When he finally reaches her folds, Jungkook could feel Siri’s slick arousal, and it turned him on more knowing how wet she already is.

He groans against her nipple before he pops off to say, “Seems like my baby is very horny. Never felt you so wet like this before.”

“Mmm, well the last dick I’ve had is yours, so ~gasps!~ mmm~” Siri moans when she feels Jungkook slip a finger into her, fingering her in the way he knows she likes where he vibrates his digit against her walls while his thumb rubs over her clit. It was just muscle memory for him.

While he’s toying with her pussy, the two gaze at each other with heavy lust-filled eyes, and Siri’s hand finds Jungkook’s length in return. Just like he was amused by how wet she was, she feels the same about how hard he is. She feels like she’s holding a warm, velvety metal rod, and she could feel quite a bit of precum leaking from his tip.

“Mm~ never felt you this hard before, Koo,” she mimics him with a small, cheeky grin, sliding her thumb over the head of his shaft, spreading his precum around.

His fingering in her slows down and he closes his eyes for a moment as he lets out a moan at her touch. “Well the last pussy I had was yours,” he copies her.

Jungkook then bites his bottom lip, and with his eyes still closed, he relishes the feeling of Siri’s hand stroking his length. God, it felt so, so fucking good—no, amazing—no! It was like freaking heaven to be touched like this and to have such intimacy again.

There have been quite a few nights over the last two and a half years where Jungkook has actually cried during and after masturbating to the thought of Siri because he just missed her and her touch so much. He’s missed being cuddled and held. He’s missed kissing and even just lying naked next to a warm body. He’s missed being intimate and loved in the physical aspects.

Of course there were a few times during work events (in between his searching for Siri), when women would approach Jungkook and try their luck flirting with him, but he always (and almost immediately and bluntly) would tell those women that he wasn’t interested. Even though he felt lonely most nights, he would tell those women that he’s still a married man, that he’s still searching for his wife, and that he hasn’t given up on her.

Most of the time women understood and apologised for trying, but there was the odd woman or two who would try to convince him that searching for his wife was pointless since she must be dead. At that, Jungkook would snap back at them to really think about what they’re saying. “If you had a husband, wouldn’t you want him to stay faithful and keep searching for you if you disappeared?”

That would generally shut the women up and have them walking away feeling all guilty with their tail between their legs.

Sure, Jungkook craved intimacy, but he just couldn’t imagine being with anyone else. The thought of even kissing someone else who wasn’t Siri felt gross and wrong to him. Jungkook already had that phase during his time at university where he was curious about being with other people, and he’s never had that curiosity come back ever since.

After his parents had that ‘moving on’ talk with him, Jungkook said he would try, but deep down, he knew he couldn’t, and wouldn’t, be with another woman intimately until he knew for certain that Siri was actually gone, which meant he had to have found her body.

Basically, even though he was married to Jennie, Jungkook would’ve stayed celibate for the rest of his life, or at least until Siri’s body was found. Would’ve been a sexless marriage for poor Jennie.

But luckily for Jungkook, he doesn’t have to be celibate anymore because the one person—the only person—his dick could get hard for, is finally back. She’s here, and she’s got a great grip on him, stroking him in that way he likes.

“Fuck, babyy~” he whines as he opens his eyes, giving Siri a pleading look. “I need to be inside you so badly. I can’t wait any longer.”

Just before she’s about to respond, Siri’s eyes drop to the necklace that’s dangling off Jungkook’s neck. She feels herself swooning seeing it on him because she just knows he wanted to keep a piece of her close to his heart, just like she did when she wore her rings on a necklace.

Looking back up to his doe eyes, Siri smiles softly, moving her free hand to hold his handsome face. “Then take me, Kookie. You know you can have me anytime, anywhere, and in any way you want.”

“Goddammit, I love you so much,” he says, removing his hand from her wet entrance. He then positions himself properly between her legs so the head of his cock is pressing against her needy pussy, and his arms cage around her head, seeming like a protective barrier from the world outside of their small, wooden palace.

Jungkook then presses himself against Siri’s body a little more, making her breasts squish against his chest where his gold wedding band rests right between their bodies. He just wants to be as close to her as he could get, wanting (and needing) to be able to feel her heart beating against him.

She wraps her calves around his perfectly taut ass, pulling him in so his length starts to push inside of her. They gaze into one another’s eyes while their breaths mingle as he keeps going in.

“I love you so much too,” Siri whispers to his lips just before he’s all the way to the hilt.

When he’s finally all the way in, a small whimper escapes from Siri due to the stretch and fullness she feels, while Jungkook buries his face into the crook of her neck, letting out deep breaths through his nose as the tightness around his cock was nothing but heavenly again. That’s the only word he could describe it as.

“Home,” he mumbles. “I’m finally home.”

Siri smiles at his sweet words and tightens her legs around him in response, slipping her hands under his arms to go round his back so she can hold him closer.

“I’m finally home too,” she says softly near his ear, turning her head slightly to rub her cheek against his hair in a tender cat-like nuzzle.

A warm rush of adoration blooms within Jungkook, and he tears up a little as he knows Siri means the same thing he does. They both feel like they’re home because being together like this—with their bodies as one, being wrapped in one another’s arms, feeling so close, having each other’s lips lingering on their skin, and getting lost in eyes that don’t ever look away—all of that is their true home.

When he starts to move, Jungkook does long, slow, deep strokes, pulling himself almost all the way out before he sinks back in, sliding between those warm, slick walls he loves so much. He takes his time, wanting to feel all of Siri’s ridges and the way her pussy tightens as soon as he thrusts back in. She also enjoys the feel of him filling her up and the way he goes back into her a little harder with each pump.

Heavy breathing, soft moans, and grunts of pleasure fill their tree-castle, as well as a few kisses in between, but as Jungkook gradually gets faster, Siri starts to feel an ache in her chest all of a sudden. It was so random, but the act of making love gets to her because what is one of the things sex is meant to be for?

Tears fill her eyes and her breath hitches in a way that had nothing to do with the rhythm of their bodies moving. Jungkook hears the sound and looks at her face properly. When he sees his love is crying, he slows to a stop, staying buried deep inside her.

“Hey, hey,” he says softly with concern. “What’s wrong? Why are you crying?” He moves his forearms slightly lower so he could cup Siri’s face and wipe at her tears as they come with his thumbs.

She tries to shake her head, but Jungkook pushes for details.

“Tell me, baby,” he says gently. “I’m right here for you.”

“I’m just… s-sorry,” Siri croaks out. “I’m sorry for losing our baby…”

Jungkook’s eyes widen for a split second, not expecting that, but then they soften and go sad as his heart gets an ache for her, feeling terrible that she feels guilty at all.

“Aw, baby…” He lowers his face carefully so his forehead is on hers. “It wasn’t your fault, alright? It was never your fault, and I’d never blame you for it.”

“But—”

“No, don’t. No buts. Don’t ever be sorry for anything that happened after the plane incident. Nothing is your fault. Nothing. Okay?”

Jungkook kisses the corner of Siri’s mouth, then lifts his head to kiss her forehead, then her closed eyelids, the bridge of her nose next, and then both of her tear-stained cheeks.

“Plus,” he adds, parting his face a few inches to look at her, “we can always make another baby, can’t we?”

Siri sniffles and opens her eyes to find Jungkook smiling down tenderly at her, looking a little hopeful after what he just said.

She guesses he isn’t wrong, they could make another baby. It’s still just sad that they lost their first one.

She pouts and nods anyway to his question because she would love to have another.

“Yeah?” Jungkook smiles wider before he turns a little cheeky and flirty to lighten Siri’s mood and make her feel better. “You know… We could make a baby right now… Would you like that?”

Siri’s pout curves into a small smile as she nods again.

“Yeah? You want me to put a baby into you, my baby?” He starts to slowly move his length inside her again.

“Yes,” she mumbles.

“Mmm~ want me to fill you up?” Jungkook grunts as his thrusts get a little deeper this time.

“Y-Yes,” Siri stutters, and then she lets out a whimpery mewl when she feels him push into her rather roughly just before he’s about to hit the end of her.

“Want my cock to—” he grunts again as he gets faster, but he keeps those rough bursts at the end, “feed your pussy with my cum?”

“Yes!” Siri says louder as she hangs her head back and shuts her eyes, enjoying the pleasure that keeps getting banged into her.

Her nails dig into Jungkook’s back and her legs wrap around him even tighter as she tries to hold onto him since he’s really fucking into her now, rolling his body and hips as if he was dancing on her, ensuring the base of his cock is grinding on her clit.

Heat builds in Siri’s core and her pussy keeps on clenching around his length. “Mm~ fuck—want your cum in me so bad, Koo. Please. Please fill me up. Give me a baby.”

He groans at the neediness in her tone and his dick throbs at her words. There’s nothing more he’d love to do than to make this woman the mother of his children. He wants so badly to have a family with her, and spoil her and their kids rotten.

Jungkook could feel Siri’s slick completely creaming and coating his cock, his pace quickens and his thrusts get harder and more urgent where the sound of wet skin slapping together fills their wooden castle.

“Nnngh~ I’m close,” she says raggedly.

“I know you are, baby. I’m gonna get you there.”

Jungkook’s mouth finds the spot just below Siri’s ear—the spot he knows is her sensitive, horny spot. It’s the spot that makes her whole body tingle and squirm, and her pussy throbs and leaks for more.

His lips press there and his tongue circles her skin before he sucks the spot, sending that tingly sensation through Siri’s body like a current. Like a light switch, her pussy is turned on to its max, and the fire in her core rages hot.

“Oh god—fuck… Yesss!” she cries out, her walls contract so hot and hard around Jungkook as her orgasm comes over her.

The feeling of her pussy contracting around his cock practically milks him, urging him to cum too. He drives himself faster and harder into his woman, slamming his length as deep as he can go each time.

Within seconds, Jungkook’s thrusts stutter where they’re sloppy and desperate, and then finally, that coil in his core snaps. He drops his face into the crook of Siri’s neck as he lets out a guttural groan, burying himself all the way into her as his cock pulses, emptying everything he’s got.

Siri could feel every throb his length did as it was so powerful. She felt like his cock could be flooding her pussy with his huge pent up load. She could then feel his hips jerking against her as if he still had more to give. It seemed like it was a release that seemed to go on and on.

Eventually, Jungkook finally feels his balls are empty, and he ends up dropping his weight onto Siri. She didn’t mind though as she wanted the weight of him on her. She wanted the proof of him—cum, sweat, and tears—on her.

She wanted the way he stayed plugged deep inside her, keeping his seeds in there, letting those little swimmers of his do their magic while they both tried to catch their breaths.

After some long minutes, Jungkook slides himself out and off of Siri where he holds her close to his naked body. They stay like that for some time, arms and legs tangled together under the blankets, softly kissing and nuzzling each other as they bask in their long overdue, after-sex blissful glow.

“I love you so much, baby,” Jungkook whispers to a sleepy Siri who’s falling asleep in his arms. “Gonna be your husband in every way again soon. I promise.”

He lightly kisses her forehead before he gently lays his head down, closing his eyes with a soft smile on his lips because he finally has the love of his life back.

Unfortunately, unbeknownst to the couple, before they made love, someone was listening outside in the dark of the night.

"What happens now? With us?” They heard Siri say. “Since you're married to Jennie and all…"

“I’m not really sure what will happen from here,” they heard Jungkook reply, “but I know that I don’t want to lose you again, and I want to be with you, not her. So… I think I’ll have a talk to my father and Woobin tomorrow to discuss divorcing her.”

Divorce. That was what caught the person’s ears the most. That was the word that made panic rise within them.

No. No, no, no. That cannot happen. A divorce will ruin things!

Without another glance toward the tree-castle, the person left with a bitter feeling in their chest. They left the couple who were about to make love completely unaware that tomorrow’s problems have already begun.

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