(パク・チェヨン™) 𝗨𝗴𝗹𝗶𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗧𝗿𝗮𝗶𝘁 - park chaeyoung x fem reader

𝖙𝖍𝖗𝖊𝖊

You groaned loudly as it came to your senses that today was one of the days you despise; the day random suitors come to YGE to seek Rosé's hand. Your heart sank to the pit of your stomach, and you felt like someone had stabbed you straight in the chest. You tried so hard to get rid of the feeling coursing through your body, but nothing happened. It just got worse.

There was one problem you kept thinking about. Will Rosé accept one?

You were lying in bed, your favorite blanket covering your body. Tear after tear streamed down your face, fresh tears making their way out of your eyes and landing on your now wet pillow. You had been crying for God knows how long. The thought of seeing those random guys doing their best to swoon Rosé made you sick, and you worried that she might actually like one. When you heard a knock on the door, you quickly but surely wiped your tears. You leaped out of your bed and sighed before opening the door to be met by Rosé. Before you could even say anything, she brought you into a bone-crushing hug. You hugged the smaller girl back, burying your face into her neck as your arms rested on her petite waist. When you pulled away from the hug, Rosé immediately noticed your dry tears. She saw your nose was red and your eyes swollen.

"Darling, what's wrong? Have you been crying, baby? If so, explain now."

Being the stubborn girl you are, you shook your head no, not wanting to upset her.

"You don't want to know. You're probably going to think it's stupid." Rosé grabbed your hand, softly caressing the back of it with her thumb. "No, honey. It's alright. C'mon, talk to me. Please."

"B-by the end of today, you're probably with someone new. Someone who's more talented, good-looking, has a heart of gold; I just... I just don't want you to leave."

Rosé cooed, pulling you into another hug. "Why would I leave when the girl I dreamt of having is in my arms right now? Nothing ever matters to me more than you, Y/N. No one in this world can tell me otherwise. I want you, and only you."

You teared up. You dropped your head on her shoulder as you let a few tears slip. She stroked your hair gently, whispering into your ear, "Everything will be alright... I promise." For the first time in months, you smiled.

Suitors were introduced one by one. Every guy did their best to make Chaeyoung fall for them. Gladly, no one was accepted... except for one.

Jeon Jungkook.

Even saying his name made you nauseous. His name sounds like he's a prince charming every girl dreamt of. With one smile from him, everybody falls on their knees. His looks scream perfection; a wave of insecurity made its way up your spine when he flashed your girl his swooning smile. Rosé, well... She was forced to pick a suitor, which made you mad. It annoyed the hell out of you when she let YG decide what to do for her; for her own life.

The guy was invited to dinner, obviously. You sat beside Rosé, hinting that the girl he's trying to win over is already taken, but he didn't get it. You could only sigh. When the dinner started, he couldn't stop blabbering about how good of a man he is. From having straight A's in his academics, from learning karate and having the black belt, from learning a choreography and song in just a matter of minutes. You tried to ignore it and continued eating your food. Suddenly, he grabbed Rosé's hand and kissed her knuckles. "I've got to admit, you are gorgeous, Ms. Park."

Rosé became flustered. "Thank you, Mr. Jeon. You are such a fine man." You ignored it, trying your best. You really were. You stayed quiet, but deep inside you were plotting his death. You glanced at the girls; Jennie, Lisa, and Jisoo were giving you worried glances, but you gave them a smile; the one that looked real and sincere to reassure them that you were (not) alright.