I woke up in a rather unusual position in the morning.
I was sleeping on Jungkook's bare chest while he had one arm wrapped around me, the other tucked under his neck, still sleeping peacefully.
The sight startled me at first, but it also calmed me down a little, after all, if he slept here with me, then he must have enjoyed last night's kiss and didn't regret it.
When it really sank in that he had actually kissed me, I felt like I could jump out of my skin from happiness, and strangely enough, at that moment I couldn't even bring myself to care about his wife and his little son.
But then again… why was he half-naked? He probably just felt hot during the night and took off his shirt after I fell asleep. Whatever.
I must have been staring at him for a good ten minutes before I smiled, shook my head softly, and buried my face in his neck. I think that's when he woke up.
"Is something wrong, Jiminie?" he asked, calling me by a pet name.
"No," I mumbled into his neck as he stretched lazily.
"Good."
"How did you end up sleeping here?" I asked, looking into his sleepy eyes.
"I didn't want to leave you alone, and I didn't want you to feel like I was just using you," he smiled.
"That's really sweet of you. You made me happy," I said, sitting up.
"Then I'm happy too. By the way… how was the kiss last night?" he asked a little uncertainly.
"I could ask you the same."
"I… enjoyed it. It was really good," he admitted, sounding slightly tense, which felt unusual for him.
"Is something bothering you?" I asked, gently touching his arm.
"Jimin… it seems like we might soon get to know each other physically too, so I thought we should play with open cards. Trust is important between us, especially in our situation," he began. "I already planned to tell you this yesterday…"
"What are you talking about, Kook?" I asked nervously.
"I… I lied to you about my family," he blurted out, and my jaw practically hit the floor.
"W–What?" I laughed in disbelief.
"It's true that I have a son, and it's also true that I still have a wife."
"What do you mean, 'still'?"
"My wife is cheating on me behind my back, but she doesn't know that I've found out," he said, lowering his head.
"And why didn't you tell me this from the start?" I raised my voice.
"Because I didn't want you to know back then. I didn't even know you yet, and I didn't want to dump everything on you right away. I didn't want your pity, and I didn't want anyone else to know either. When I talked about my wife before, it wasn't all lies. I loved her, really loved her. And she was a good mother. But a few weeks ago, I saw her kissing another man, and I didn't dare confront her about it. It hurt… a lot. But… during our marriage, I cheated once too, and it never came out, so I don't really have the right to be angry. She's just doing what I once did. That's why it was so easy for me to decide yesterday, because practically nothing connects us anymore. She couldn't stop me even if she wanted to," he confessed.
I needed a moment to process everything.
"I… I don't really know what to say. Maybe just… thank you for telling me," I smiled softly.
"You're welcome. Believe me, that's the only thing I wasn't honest about."
"I believe you. And sorry for saying this, but this actually makes things easier, better, for us. I thought you still loved each other."
"We did. But it seems she found someone better than me. So I'm going to divorce her," he stated. "And I'll take my son with me."
"Stay strong, Jungkook. But… what will you do after that?"
"I have no idea. I was thinking about moving back to Seoul and starting a new life with my son, but that's not certain yet. I'll have to talk to Loren somehow, explain that this can't go on, and tell Jimmy in a way he can understand. Then there'll be divorce papers, and if I move back to Korea, I'll need a house and everything else… Ugh, it's complicated," he sighed, leaning back on the bed.
"I'll help if you need it," I offered quietly.
"Thank you, Jimin, but you don't have to. I'll handle it. I just need some time," he smiled. "Now come here, let me kiss you," he gestured, and I stared at him in shock.
"W–Why do you want to kiss me?" I stammered.
"Because yesterday I discovered that your lips are really nice. I want to feel them again," he said, pulling me onto his lap.
"So you're using me for my kisses now?" I raised an eyebrow playfully.
"Idiot… no," he wrapped his arms around my waist, and my pulse jumped.
"By the way… do you feel better now that you've told me the truth?" I asked gently.
"Definitely. Everything feels lighter now, and I think I'll be able to process things more easily. You know… when I ran out of the house after Juno talked about his wife's death, it wasn't for the reason I said. It was because I realized that my own family was falling apart too," he admitted.
"It's okay, Kook. Like I told you before, you don't have to meet other people's expectations. They should meet yours. You're too valuable for Loren. Don't even think about her. You deserve better," I said with a shrug.
"God… if you weren't here right now, I think I would've completely fallen apart," he chuckled.
"So there is a good side to us ending up here."
"Absolutely," he replied. "So? Can I kiss you?" he asked again, changing the subject.
"You don't need to ask anymore," I said softly, touching his face, then Kook pressed his lips to mine.
I don't know what I'm feeling right now, and I don't know what I should be feeling either.
But one thing is certain… Jungkook wouldn't act like this toward me if he didn't feel something.
He definitely feels something for me too.