𝐌𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐜𝐞 ||𝐉𝐉𝐊||

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐕𝐈𝐈𝐈

[note: i know you are tired and sad but, don't worry little one, with a little time and love, things will get better <3]

Y/N's P.O.V

The rich aura surrounding the parking area was enough to tell that, large amount of wealthy, powerful people were filled in the inside of the elegant mansion that I'd be entering in. I've never been to a mafia ball, and the sight in front of me was exactly how I imagined the event to be. Richness, cruelness, arrogance was heavily moving in the air.

The interior of the building that we walk into is beyond stunning, classy and elegant, yet clearly expensive beyond belief. The decor is mostly black and silver, with only a few exceptions, such as the vibrant red stage in the very front of the main hall and a lot of extravagant tables lining the area that also hold the same vibrant red colour.

People gawk at us as we make our way to one of the tables. I could hear the whispers, and feel the curiosity filled gaze lingering on us, more like me. I didn't miss out the hostility in their stares, the arena emitted inferiority, it looked more of a war zone than a mafia ball. I wasn't welcomed here, they made it as clear as a day and I mentally rolled my eyes at their actions. Suck it up, bitches. I don't give any flying fuck about your opinions, it's invalid because the motive today was to meet Jungkook.

But, what if he doesn't turn up? I shook my head, getting rid of all the pessimistic contemplation. Dad has engaged himself in a conversation with some people, whereas Yoongi was nowhere to be found. It wasn't a shocker when I found him sitting in the corner of the room with ladies surrounding him. Men will be men, I thought internally and rolled my eyes.

I stood up from my seat and went towards the massive bar which was located in the further corner of the room. A little freshener won't be that bad, I thought to myself, and in no time I was standing in front of the bar, the guys surrounded my figure as soon as I reached there. Fucking moths.

"Get the fuck away from her'.
Yoongs growled from behind me as I helped myself by ordering a spiced apple cider. All the men surrounding me sauntered away almost immediately and I suppressed a laugh, I mean who could persist Yoongi's deathly glares?

Y/n: "Don't make a scene, Yoongs. Weren't you with the ladies just now"?

Yoongi: "They were eye-raping you, the guts of those bastard. If I didn't come here, I'd have been suffocated from the strong fragrance radiating from the girls back there. It's like they drowned themselves in a pool of fragrance and you know I love myself a lot so thank you very much, I don't wish to fucking die by suffocating".

He said scoffing and looking around all the men with a glaring look while looking disgusted by the women. I let out a big laugh and patted his back.

Y/n: "Sure you won't die, buddy. Also, I can very well handle the eye-raping, those pussies wouldn't dare to make a move on me".

Yoongi: "And what if they did make a move on you"?

Y/n: "Gun is always the solution".
I said while shrugging, he shook his head and chuckled at my comment before ordering himself a mojito.

Yoongi: "You know what? I agree. They wouldn't make a move on a witch looking woman".

Y/n: "Oh how about you go fuck yourself, grumpy ass"?
I said with a sweet smile and flashed him the middle finger, he let out yet another laugh and flicked my forehead. I glared at him, but that didn't seem to make any difference as he laughed even more, resulting me in rolling my eyes. Bitch.

Yoongi: "Alright, I'll stop. No alcohol"?

Y/n: "I don't want to fuck it up, being sober seems like the wisest option".
He snorted at my comment and I arched an eyebrow at him.

Yoongi: "It's not like you could handle alcohol anyways".
I ignored his words, giving him a bored look. He raised his hands up in surrender and took his drink as we settled ourselves on the chairs. Anxiety was building inside me as the time was passing. As if sensing my worry, Yoongi patted my head and initiated a light conversation, but the anxiousness never left me.

Our conversation was cut short when everyone became silent, it was a drop dead silence. Jeon Jungkook. He entered the place in all his glory, jaw sharp, cold dark brown eyes staring right ahead as he made his way in the opposite direction of the room from where I was sitting. His demeanor screamed nothing but danger, he emitted power and his aura demanded respect. His long legs took calculative strides and it came to a halt in front of the big king chair, as if it was specifically placed there for him.

My breathing hitched as moonlight from the window hit directly at his face, the light illuminated his features perfectly. The glow made it seem like he was a god and if I didn't know any better, maybe I would've thought he is a god, an angel even. I unconsciously licked my lips as I took in every inch of the specimen in front of me, a fine specimen. His looks were not disappointing, far from it, he was simply alluring. Alluring me in his dark world.

I could feel the dark energy emitting from him even from across the room, my heart beat escalated at another level just by a mere look of him, how the fuck am I supposed to kill him from near if I couldn't control my heart even from a distance? Just how gorgeous is this man.

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AND OH MY LORD, BABYDADDY IS FINALLY HERE, THEY BOUTA MEET IN NEXT CHAP AHHHHHHH