He opened his eyes and locked his eyes with mines. His left hand brought my hand which was cupping his cheek, down to his lips and planted a soft kiss on my knuckles. "Just one night...please." My heart nearly exploded.
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너의것이아니야 Not yours
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He loosened his grip around me and stood in front of me. "Jimin-ah what are you doing here?"
"I had a meeting with a friend..." he glanced up at the others and bowed. They bowed their heads back. "Is this a business dinner?"
"Not really..more like a celebration...let me introduce you to my friend, Park Jimin."
Yeji extended her hand instantly. "N-nice to meet y-you.. I'm Yeji." Jimin gave him an angelic smile. "Nice to meet you too, Yeji." He hold her hand and shook it but Yeji wasn't letting go so I had to hit her to stop.
"Why don't you have the dinner with us? Y/n's friend is our frie-" "YEAH!!" Yeji interrupted Jin. "Umm..okay then."
He walked over to take a seat between me and Yeji. Jungkook's eyes never left us. With every sentence Jimin formed, he would turn to check my reaction.
What the hell?
"My lady...you look so beautiful tonight." "Didn't I warn you last time?"
"About what?" I rose one of my eyebrows. "About calling me your lady." I gestured to him with my eyes focused on his pants.
He choked on his own saliva. "Oh ...that one..sorry." I giggled at how frightened he looked.
I was so drown in my own world that I didn't notice Jungkook's figure was towering above me until his masculine hand grasped my wrist.
"Y/N, come with me." Jungkook's cold brown eyes looked down at me. "I don't want to...Mr.Jeon."
His grip tightened. "We need to talk, you're coming with me." I was about to push his hand away. At the right time, Jimin's fingers wrapped around Jungkook's wrist.
Everyone turned their heads towards us and watched inaudibly.
Jungkook frowned. "What do you think you're doing?" "She said she doesn't want to." Jungkook pushed his hand away and pulled me up to stand on my foot. "This's none of your business."
I finally gave up because I didn't want it to go any further away. "Oka-" "Just because your father's the head of the company it doesn't mean that she's yours...let her go right now Jeon Jungkook."
Jungkook's jaw clenched. "Or else?" Jimin walked over to stand between the two of us. "Or else you're responsible for where my punch lands on the next moment." My eyes widened. I clutched Jimin's hoodie from behind.
"Hey guys...take it easy." Yoongi's words didn't help at all. I could see the rise and fall of Jungkook's chest.
He clenched his fists and was ready to hit Jimin. I immediately pulled Jimin back. "stop right now...the two of you, I'm not yours to decide whether I should go or stay." I barked at them angrily.
"But Y/n.." "no buts Jimin." With a glare, I pushed Jungkook's hand away and made my way to the exit.
Outside was freezing, and the stupid mind of me forgot my jacket on the chair inside the restaurant. I wrapped my hands around my shivering body. There was no way I would go back to that living hell.
Ahjummas kept giving me weird looks and glaring at my bare legs, so I had to pull the end of my dress downward.
On the other hand, guys would give me creepy smiles as I walked passed them. Hear me out, Seoul's scary at late nights.
I stumbled over the uneven ground and lost my balance. Tears rolled down my cheeks like a 3 years old child.
My heart was bleeding not my injured knee. I felt so suffocated in this city. I just realized that.
Memories would never leave me alone. I would never get rid of the chains around my throat.
A pair of black shoes stopped right in front of me. The figure bent down to lift me up from the cold ground. I relaxed in his arms as soon as I recognized him.
Jungkook's hands brushed my tears away. They were so warm. I felt relieved.
I bit my lips to stop them from trembling. Jungkook noticed. His hands left my cheeks to take his denim jacket off, and placing it over my shoulders. I held it firmly around me.
Instead of pulling me by my wrist, he interlocked his warm fingers with me. My legs followed him without hesitation. I was temporarily powerless to stop him.
He dragged me into the playground with him and asked me to sit beneath the shade of trees, at the wooden bench.
Jungkook kneeled down in front of me and took a pack of bandages out of his pocket. I wondered why he carries those with him.
After blowing on my wound he carefully placed a bandage on it. I just watched him silently. The way he scrunched his nose in annoyance was so cute. My heart melted nearly.
wait what?...shut up.
I searched his pupils which were twinkling similar to the brightest stars. He took his mask off and looked up at me.
"Y/N?" His velvet voice grazed my ears. I replied with a 'yes'.
"Why're you avoiding me?" That question was finally brought up. I expected him to ask me that, sooner or later.
"It's obvious, Jungkook..." I started. "I'm tired, so tired of being played with...I am... I am already fucked up, thanks to you." I didn't mind how rough it sounded like.
He frowned at my last statement. "What do you mean by 'thanks to you' ?"
Fine, as if you don't know what I'm talking about.
"Just stop it, please. I already had enough. Stop confusing me and leave." He inched closer and rested his hand on my clothed thigh.
His breath was mingling with mine, while his vanilla fragrance filled my nostrils. I couldn't help but fall deeper into the galaxy he held within his Bambi eyes.
"You won't leave, will you?... you won't stop playing." He shook his head in response.
