You and Jungkook married young by things fell apart due to his work-driven, stoic, emotionally distant nature. Arguments and emotional mismatch led to divorce.

You had been married for three years before the divorce, and in those three years a baby boy was born. He was two and you and Jungkook decided to co-parent him.

Months passed and it was his birthday. After a long and tiring afternoon if toddlers running around Jungkooks parents took him to a trampoline park leaving you and Jungkook to clean the apartment.

Domestic habits slipping into place naturally as jungkook took out the trash and you washed the dishes. The apartment echoing in the comforting silence between the two of you.

You were putting the dishes in the cabinet up high, struggling to reach on your own when suddenly you felt his body press into yours from behind. His familiar cologne filling the air around you.

His large hands enveloped your smaller ones taking the plates from you. “I’ll do it.” He muttered his voice smooth as silk yet as devoid of any feeling as usual. You were stubborn and didn’t want his help you tried to take the dish back accidentally knocking over you guys son’s favorite superhero cup.

You froze your heart thumping in your ears as panick set in. “No-no-no!” You said already anticipating how upset hes going to be. You bent down reaching to pick up the glass shards and he stopped you holding your hands in his. “Don’t you’ll cut yourself.”

He stood you up seeing the panic on your face. He pulled you into his chest hugging you close hands caressing your cheeks like he used to you. “Breathe. Its ok i promise.” He muttered eyes soft when he looked at you.

You looked up to thank him and he was already looking down at you. His gaze yearning, your noses practically touching. No words were said but the air of the room spoke volumes. His gaze lingered on your lips hands slipping to your waist as he pressed a gentle kiss to your lips one thing let to another and you ended up in bed.

Fast forward seven months he has a girlfriend and your heavily pregnant with his baby. He was very closed off with her it was clear he was different with you compared to anyone else. The way he would hold out his hand and help you down steps.

Or carry your bags. Things he didn’t do for her. It had been a stressful night with your son. Your back was aching from your heavy belly and the toddler was having a full on fit. Without many options you called jungkook who was at home with his girlfriend.

You were stressed and overwhelmed on the verge of tears. He didn’t ask any questions he just showed up. His face was still just as stoic as always as he took charge of the situation. He ended up calming your son and getting him to bed in 30 minutes.

He moved to take care of you next, all while scolding you about not taking care if yourself properly. He told himself it was for the babies sake but deep down he knew he still had love for you. He hugged you tightly rubbing your hair with one hand and massaging your lower back with his thumb with the other.

“Dumb girl.” He scolded although his voice had no bite to it. His phone was blowing up call after call. Angry texts from his girlfriend he didn’t bother to read. She was upset that he left her at 2am to come with you.