Y/n stepped into their new mansion, hearing the patter of Jungkook’s feet up ahead. He didn’t bother to wait for her the first time they had exit the limo, and still hadn’t when they’d entered their house. Everything was as awkward as it did the first time they’ve met, minus the incident, and Jungkook didn’t look so happy from the car ride here. He etch a stolid face and said nothing to Y/n only giving the same old nod he does whenever Y/n tries to picks up a conversation. She always wanted to ask him many things and was curious in many ways. Like if they are going to share a bed together, or would he let her burrow his clothes if hers ever becomes dirty to the point where she have no attire to wear but her outing clothes. She wanted to ask him if they are allowed to hold hand and do what a wife and husband would do. But all was unanswered. He ignored her as if ignoring a pesky mosquito.

“Uh, Jungkook-” Y/n started again, only earning a scoff from him.

He suddenly pulled on his tie aggressively until Y/n could see the red mark forming on his skin. It must have been irritated from the fabric that dragged across his neck, and Y/n couldn’t help but worry. She kept quiet, staring at his back since he was faced away from her and inch back slowly.

“I’ll go get water,” She said.

“I’ll be upstair,” Jungkook said.

It was the first thing that came out of when Y/n was eager to hear his voice.

Those weren’t the words Y/n expected from her husband. She wanted to hear his opinion and decision, she wanted to listen to his struggle and help him surpass it. Those words were as cold as Mount everest and as dark as a black hole. It hurts a lot, more so that she consider even the slightest hum or a nod was his way of expressing the tiniest of love to her now. Y/n wanted to think positively and get closer to him, they are going to be spending their life together, and so y/n wanted to at least talk comfortably with each other.

Y/n made her way into the halls finding their bedroom. Her heels made clacking sounds as she finally got to their room. She knocked on the door several times and decided to enter after not getting a response. She went over to her closet/bathroom to get rid of the makeup and change into a comfortable yet formal clothing. After looking through her clothing, there was no way she was going to run out.

She sighed a little and plopped down hugging her legs. She curled herself up as tears start to form in her eyes. Y/n didn't know whether it was tears of happiness or sadness. After getting out from that prison like mansion, she could finally breath a little. But now, she’s to work on the field with her parents and the in laws. Y/n never once had a happy moment with her family, it was always work. Since the day she was born, y/n stayed with her nanny. Every once in awhile her parents would check on her. Her birthdays and holidays were lonely. Y/n felt she could bond with JungKook thinking they both have some things in common. She grabbed clothes to change from and dressed herself in a robe and went to her bathroom for a shower.

After finishing with her shower and taking care of her skin, y/n threw on a t shirt with a cardigan and a black legging. Her dried hair flowed down. Y/n chose a round retro prescription eyeglass from the wall that displayed a variety of glasses. She added color to her face with a tinted lip color. Her face glowed in the light. Taking off all that makeup allowed her face to breath. She then slipped onto her slippers (get it lol) and went out of her bathroom/closet.

She cautiously walked to their bedroom. She spotted JungKook sound asleep on their bed, his chest rises slowly before falling in a rhythm that y/n couldn't help but follow. The girl quietly made her way out the bedroom and to the hallway where she saw 2 tguards go back to the post guarding the door she had previous left. Y/n continue walking until she found herself in the kitchen grabbing a pack of ramen from the food storage room. A hand gripped on her wrist and slowly getting the ramen away from her. Y/n looked at the man putting back the ramen back into the storage room with a sad expression.

“Taehyung…” she sighed.

“Miss, you can't eat ramen. It's bad for your health, especially during the night” he nagged.

Y/n looked at him like how a kid would look when they gets their candies stolen.

“Is there any other snacks that I can have?”

“Apple,” he said gesturing towards the fridge. Y/n turned back facing the door leading to the main entrance of the mansion. “Well then, I guess I have no choice but to leave the house and buy myself some ramen at the convenience store.” She said grimly looking at Taehyung to see if he would change his mind about letting her eat the ramen. His expression was the same as always, blank.

At last he finally muttered, “You don't have license.” Y/n realized the foolishness she'd cause and decided to head back to her room.

“Uh… goodnight…” she said lifting her hand up to signal she was leaving. Y/n walked back disappointed Taehyung wouldn't let her have the darn ramen. But she knew he didn't have control over whether she gets to eat the ramen or not. Housekeepers would sometimes bring themselves ramen and y/n would once in awhile steal it for herself.

Y/n wander the halls before stepping inside their bedroom again. She peered through the door, quietly making her way in. The room was lit by a dim light on the nightstand, and the temperature dropped slightly since the last time she had entered. Even if the temperature lowered by a little bit, Y/n still felt the urge to slip into bed and snuggle into her blanket in hope that Jungkook body heat could transmit to hers (Though she wouldn’t do that without his permission). However, she forced herself to turn back and closed the door.

“What are you doing” said a voice deep and husky making Y/n startle. JungKook slouched up on the king size bed.

“I came to, uh-sleep…” she stammered.

“You think I'd want to sleep next to you? Do you really, in that brain of yours think we could possibly be like a married couple and sleep together?” He scoffed

“No..” she lied. His remark hit her.

“I thought so too, you can choose the bed or the couch,” he said cueing her with his eyes to choose the couch.

“You can sleep on the bed, I’ll sleep on the couch.”

“Ah...y/n~shi I want to make something clear, I don't like you. I hope you know that it's just for business.” He stated. His face was dull yet so attractive in the dim light. Y/n couldn't help but fall for him even more, his rude behavior was something that could be changed, and y/n wanted to change that part of him. She still wanted to try even though there was a high percentage she'd fail.

“By the way, let's not interfere in each other's personal life.” He added getting a nod from the girl. Something triggered in y/n wanting to find out more about him.

*5 Months Later

Expecting them to get together and live a proper and happy life was an over statement. When Jungkook had said let’s not interfere in each other’s personal life, he had meant it. The first month was tedious and maddening when Y/n tried to involve herself in his life. For Y/n, it was plain torture. She can’t say that she had fell even more in love with him, but she couldn’t say that she disliked him ether. Her feeling were all jumbled and gnarled into one messy ball of yarn, and it took her days to order out her feeling before Jungkook comes in and bunch it up again. He stayed distance, but Y/n never stop to notice  his concern towards her. As days goes by, Jungkook became more open, but his pride sti