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|| JUNGKOOK ||

I looked down at my cuddled baby in my arms and then at taehyung who seemed as much in same state as hers. One glare and he straightened up. He'd some answers to give.

Why was my princess fckin trembling?

Why is he at my apartment at this hour?

What's with the look on his face?

The atmosphere got tense as I pushed the trembling figure more into me making sure she feels my warmth. That I'm here and she's alright.

"I left my ... phone ... and a guy tried to take her away and I-- He ... He escaped"

It was all he could say with the horrifying expression on his face and I inhaled a deep breath trying to control my anger. Caging the beast inside.

Fck I know who'd done this and fck me who left her alone. Fck you jeon jungkook. Just fck you.

I lifted my lil one in my arms and she huddled herself in my chest never wanting to let go. Now this won't end well. Whoever did this to her I'll just pull his each knuckle out and shove it down his throat.

I swear I will.

"What did he look like?"

"Tall .. buff ... black mask ... cap ... all black ... his head was wounded and ... he was wearing a turquoise ring" It took him some time to describe but I'm impressed.

The call was picked up at the third ring and I relayed the same info growling at the end.

"I want him in 20. He shouldn't be able to get out of this building"

Taehyung tried to smile but it came out weak and I knew he was still shook so I asked him to leave- politely and take some rest. He did without protesting and I carried my princess to the bedroom.

She wasn't trembling now but her silence screamed a lot. Sniffing lightly she tightened her hold on me when i tried to slip her under the sheets.

"Please" It was a plead. Soft and painful.

I clenched my fists. My mind roaming around daggers and blood and pistols and metals. Hundreds of different methods of torture methods playing inside my head.

A light sob and I sighed. Out of helplessness. All I could now was to caress her offering her solace and warmth she needed.

I seated on bed myself and let her snuggle into me while I wrapped my arms around her. When I felt her muscles relaxing I said it.

"I'm sorry"

Her doe eyes looked up at me and I smiled ... weakly.

"I'm sorry I left you alone" This time I pressed my lips to her forehead and then to her tear stained cheeks. She sniffed lightly and I booped her nose.

"I was scared" She murmured lightly and I pecked her head murmuring "I know you were"

She'll kill me if I say she looked more beautiful after crying but I didn't dare to. I'll keep that info to me for now.

"That's why you were teaching me self defense techniques?" I nodded when she asked.

"So .. was it helpful?"

"I kneed him in the balls" She smiled for the first time in a while and I laughed. This girl is a whole mood.

"Ouch that must hurt" I spoke lightly in a teasing tone.

"It was meant to hurt" She scrunched her nose.

A phone call disturbed the moment but the moment I heard 'we got him' I was thrilled more than ever. They knew if they didn't they'd end up in their graves.

I put her in the bed covering her in the sheets and was ready to leave when i was pulled back by my wrist. "Please don't go"

I wanted to say 'it's okay now. We've got him. You're safe now' But they say actions speak louder than words. So I took off my jacket and slipped in with her pulling her to me.

We'd deal with him later. My love comes first.

Everytime.

"Someone's wearing my clothes" i teased caressing her hair

"How do i look?" She snapped matching my energy but I trailed off.

"Like mine" And I knew she was trying to hide her blushing face in my chest right now and I laughed and she hit me in my chest when I made an ow.

"I hate you" She murmured with a pouty face.

God she'd be the death of me.

"Sweet dreams to you too Mrs jeon" And she didn't dare to utter a word after that. Only when I heard her light breathing sounds I realised she's asleep. And no matter how much I tried she was adamant on not letting me go.

I tried to escape but she was hella scared.

So I also let slumber engulf me while I held my world in my arms. If this would be a dream it'd have been my most beautiful one. Her.

I don't deserve her but I am not letting go of her. Ever. People call it evil but I call it love. This is how I love.

"Night love"

To be continued

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