"Sorry ... I'm late"

And hell I thought I was watching a Netflix series with the camera focusing on the main lead. Flabbergasted I am. He's got a well proportioned figure, a handsome face and an amazing fashion sense shall I say.

He smiled at the older couple bowing in respect and taking his seat besides the cat eyed pretty girl. Plus his smile is charming. Heart warming. Beautiful. And my mind was already playing BTBT.

Oh my God I shouldn't think like this having a hot af husband but his creation is so lovely that I can't help but stare. Oogle. Swoon.

"Let's dig in. Enjoy your meal" His mother said with a huge smile and finally ... I can eat. Apologies my tummy I wasn't able to feed you for long. But now you deserve a huge meal.

Jungkook was slicing the steak while I looked around. What? It's not my family dinner so I don't know how this works. Is this help yourself thingy or what?

My thoughts were interrupted with a click sound and I realised a plate was right infront of me. With sliced steak. "Can you eat by yourself?" The male whispered and it took me a while to register what he was actually implying to.

My hand injury. I have recovered but it still hurt at times and I'm not yet good with chopsticks but I think it won't be a problem with a fork. So I passed him a assuring smile.

Halfway during the meal his father spoke. "So Ms...?" And I realised I haven't introduced myself. "Y/n. Kim Y/n. It's a pleasure to meet you" I was quick to stand and bow.

But I landed on the chair with an ow when the male pulled me back. "Hm. Y/n. So ... how much did he pay you?" I blinked rapidly not understanding quite much. Maybe I heard it wrong.

"What..?"

"How much were you paid?" He was calmly chewing on his food. His gaze set on me. All the gazes were on me while I was left speechless. I . Don't . Understand.

"Father can we please eat first?" Jungkook gritted. A hint of annoyance in his tone. And it felt silent. Yet again. At times Mr.handsome dropped a joke or two. But it was quiet at most.

"I shall be taking my leave then" As soon as the meal ended he said literally dragging me but I stopped when I heard his father say. "Let's have a talk son"

Since I don't have a father of my own. I tend to respect others more. So I pulled back my wrist and seated back. "What are you ...?" He murmured. His expression a bit uneasy.

"Your father wants a talk." An eye contest went on before he sighed and seated back.

Jungkook 0, Y/n 1.

They talked bout business things which I mostly couldn't interpret. I didn't take interest if I'd be saying the truth. But I flared up when profiles of ladies were being presented to him.

It was a reflex. Purely.

"I'm sorry to interrupt you sir but may I know why these are being presented to him" I pointed at Jungkook. "And not to him" and then at Mr.handsome.

I left him speechless with the sudden attack judging from his expression but I focused on my man.

For now. "Ms y/n I'd appreciate it if you do not meddle in"

"But I won't" I stood up taking a dramatic spin. "Do I not look like a lady? I do believe having comparatively flat figure but I assure you I do fit in the definition of a GIRL"

I only realised my tone only after when the words had slipped from my mouth. I don't know why I was being so sass but guess I am. "You are indeed a girl but it doesn't concern me. I'm talking to my son here so if you please excuse us"

"And I'm talking about my husband here so no I won't"

"Wait what did you say?" The sudden shift in his tone made the reality hit me hard. The flaring stares from everyone.

"He's your what?!" The cat eyed girl kinda screamed.

"Husband ... she said" Mr.handsome murmured. His mouth agape.

Wait. They didn't know. Oh my God no one did that's why ..

"Father let me introduce you my wife, Kim y/n. I'd love to stay but we have personal affairs to deal with"

I was standing still. Frozen on my spot. I always wondered what did they mean by dying of embarrassment. That's how it feels. Now I know. Very well.

I was lifted up in the air only then I came out of the trance. "We need to talk son" I heard his father saying but too bad he carried me outside. In his arms. Bridal style. And I hid my face in his chest.

The ride to his place was silent until he broke it after pulling the car at a side. I was feeling a whole different mixture of emotions and all of em were bitter.

"Princess" He addressed caressing my cheek.

"I didn't intend on hiding the fact that you're my wife. I was waiting for the right opportunity to announce it"

"But ... you made it yourself" He smiled. Like smiled smile. His signature smile. The one I fell for so bad. With his dimples on display. He'd be the death of me. And all bitter emotions vaporized.

"I didn't say anything" I barely whispered when he pecked my forehead. "You are the best thing that ever happened to me and I never want to hide the fact. I mean it" My faze was showered with kisses and I giggled.

P.S I was blushing like a creep all the way back to his Busan apartment.

I was taking a walk around the massive place as we reached taking in the surroundings. It screamed his name. The theme, the aesthetics, the design, the furniture. Everything.

I half screamed when I was pushed on the bed out of the blue and he was on top of me. Hovering me. His knees on either side of me while his finger traced my jaw.

Yes we were in the bedroom.

"Love i am dying to hear your words from earlier" and I clearly knew what he meant. His head leaned in and our breaths mingled. My chest going in and out while I breathed a what?

A mischievous smile adorned his lips.

"So we're playing pretend now"

To be continued