Professor - Jungkook ✔️

Chapter XLI: Job

A month later...

2/27/21

Jungkook's POV

I'm doing some work on my computer, the room of my office silent. A little too silent. Where is Y/n? I saw her some this morning when we made breakfast together, and then a little bit when she came to see what I was doing, but that was nearly two hours ago...maybe I should go see what she is doing. I feel bad, maybe I haven't been spending enough time with her recently. I've been working on my school things that I haven't taken her out, haven't asked her how she's doing, how things are with her mother and brother... maybe I'm being too self absorbed.

I want to ask her things are.

I stand from my table, stretching my arms over my head as I let out a little groan from my tightened muscles. I walk out from my office, and to the kitchen where I see my sweet little Y/n by herself. But I'm instead a little shocked at what her posture is like. Her head is against the counter, while her hands are clasped together above it, her laptop open on a website I pay no attention to. I instantly walk towards her, my fingers finding their way to rub her back.

"Baby, what's wrong?" I ask, massaging her shoulders, realizing how tense her muscles are, making me worried. I should've come out earlier to check on her...I feel terrible now. "I'm just stressed out, is all," she responds, not easing my mind. "I've been looking everywhere to find a job, and it seems like there's nothing for me. I can't find anything that sounds interesting, or is near here anyway..."

My eyebrows furrow, watching her head sit up and then looking at her computer screen. "Why are looking for a job, baby? When did this come up?" Now I feel extra terrible, because maybe she's been thinking about this for a while, and I haven't known. I'm a terrible boyfriend.

"I've just been thinking about it...I feel like I need to start making my own money... before I moved out of my dorm, I got behind on some payments for it because I was using the money I had saved up over the past several years. They nearly evicted me, but Hoseok stepped in and helped with some of the funds..." she says, making me frown. I take a seat next to her, watching her look at me with a small smile. But I don't smile back.

"Why didn't you tell me? I wouldn't have hesitated to let you stay with me, nor would I hesitate to help you... Y/n, why didn't you tell me this?" I ask, upset that I had no idea about this.

She shakes her head, reaching her hand out to touch mine. "I didn't want you to worry. I didn't want to be too dependent on you anyway, I wanted to fix this myself. Besides, it's not like I'm living there anymore. It's not a problem anymore, Jungkook." She leans in and presses a kiss to my lips, but my frown doesn't fade.

I sigh. "I'm sorry, baby...I should've asked how things were. I've felt like I haven't been checking up on you recently because of work...we haven't gone out or done anything together recently. I'm sorry."

"Hey," she catches my attention, caressing my cheek with her soft hand, "it's alright, don't feel at fault. I'm okay, Jungkookie, I promise. I've realized you're busy, it's not your fault. You and I live together now, all I need from you is to be by my side, and I'm satisfied." Her words lighten my spirits. I lean in this time, catching her lips for a delicate kiss, our lips colliding gently and making butterflies swarm my stomach. This is how I know she is the love of my life...she never fails to make me feel absolutely loved and perfect with her. No body else has made me feel the way she does.