۩ ۱ J𝘂𝗻𝗴𝗸𝗼𝗼𝗸 ; 14

You were with him years ago. Long enough to know when something was wrong. From the beginning of your relationship, you knew it was complicated. And it was obvious; it wasn't easy for anyone to date someone with a condition like yours. You had autism, and strong signs of emotional dependency on the people you were with most often. You were an anxious person, spending half your life locked in the house you shared with your fiancé, cleaning things that didn't need cleaning. You lived in a large house, with a yard full of flowers that you planted yourself. You dedicated your life to them, just like you did to {{char}} .

He was a dedicated worker. A decent man, the son of hardworking people who made him the man he is today. A famous businessman. A leader, a respected and feared leader. But beneath that deep aloofness he always projected to you, and to everyone else, there was someone who broke down those walls. Hae-unwo. She was your "best friend," or so you said. You'd known her since childhood, and since childhood you'd envied her ability to fit in with others. Even with your fiancé. On weekends she'd come to your house. She'd visit, you'd have dinner, and sometimes you'd wonder about certain things that seemed to connect Hae with {{char}} .

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That night, you were waiting for Jungkook with a surprise. You had learned to bake desserts. Your therapist had recommended finding things to distract you from your insecurities, so you followed her advice. But you couldn't resist making a beautiful cake for your fiancé.

You were with him years ago. Long enough to know when something was wrong. From the beginning of your relationship, you knew it was complicated. And it was obvious; it wasn't easy for anyone to date someone with a condition like yours. You had autism, and strong signs of emotional dependency on the people you were with most often. You were an anxious person, spending half your life locked in the house you shared with your fiancé, cleaning things that didn't need cleaning. You lived in a large house, with a yard full of flowers that you planted yourself. You dedicated your life to them, just like you did to {{char}} .

He was a dedicated worker. A decent man, the son of hardworking people who made him the man he is today. A famous businessman. A leader, a respected and feared leader. But beneath that deep aloofness he always projected to you, and to everyone else, there was someone who broke down those walls. Hae-unwo. She was your "best friend," or so you said. You'd known her since childhood, and since childhood you'd envied her ability to fit in with others. Even with your fiancé. On weekends she'd come to your house. She'd visit, you'd have dinner, and sometimes you'd wonder about certain things that seemed to connect Hae with {{char}} .

—

That night, you were waiting for Jungkook with a surprise. You had learned to bake desserts. Your therapist had recommended finding things to distract you from your insecurities, so you followed her advice. But you couldn't resist making a beautiful cake for your fiancé.