Into the wild by dreamsaremywords on AO3
Summary: Jennie works at her aunt's ranch every summer and has a simple job: watch the house. Then Chaeyoung Park, a spoiled rich girl, drives her car straight into that house. Now Chaeyoung has to work at the ranch to pay off her debt, and they both spend far too much time bickering to cover up the fact that they can't take their eyes off each other.
au where Chaeyoung quite literally crashes into Jennie's life.
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Chapter 1
Not a bad view.
That was Jennie’s first thought, as she lounged in a rickety old rocking chair on the porch of her aunt’s house. She idly nudged her foot against the railing to rock herself as she observed the nature around her and breathed in the crisp Tondc air.
Her second thought was to wonder why the hell there was a car hurtling toward her.
For the better part of an hour, she had been comfortably resting on the porch, watching the rare cars that actually appeared speed by on the road in front of the house. There was a car to her left that was driving along when another car came hurtling along from her right...in the wrong lane. Jennie’s foot dropped to the ground as she clutched the arm of her chair with a white-knuckled grip, sitting up straighter to perch on the edge of her chair, eyes widening in alarm. They were going to hit one another head-on and there was no time and nothing she could do to stop it. Jennie watched, horrified, as the cars headed straight for one another. The one on the right veered off in a desperate attempt not to ram the other car; veered off in another direction that was headed straight for the house.
Jennie lunged off the porch just in time, tumbling to the ground and sucking in a strangled gasp through her teeth as the gravel ripped into her palms. The car smashed into the house, destroying the porch swing—the beautiful white swing her uncle had made for her aunt for their twenty-fifth anniversary—and then sat there, obnoxiously red and practically gloating, half-protruding out of the gaping hole it had created in the front of the house.
The sound of the crash continued to echo in Jennie’s ears as she struggled up onto all fours, shaking as she pushed herself to her feet and turned to face the disaster before her. Nausea twisted in the pit of her stomach but there was no time to pay it much mind; she lurched forward toward the smoking car, praying it didn’t blow up, praying there wasn’t a dead body waiting for her. She knew no one had been in the house except her, and thank God she’d decided to hang out on the porch, otherwise she’d be flatter than the pancakes Sooyoung had cooked up for breakfast. She squeezed through the small gap between the jagged wall and the passenger side of the car, her heart pounding against her rib cage as she stumbled through the wreckage and bent down to peer into the window. The windows were tinted too dark to make out much more than a silhouette, but it was moving, thank God.
"Hello?”
The rasp of the voice had Jennie’s breath freeze in her lungs; this person could be injured. She climbed over heaps of debris, brick and glass and shattered photo frames that had her biting her lip and looking away. She forced her way to the front of the car just as the heavily dented driver's door creaked open and a long leg extended. Black boots—the fancy kind with heels—went up to the knee of that leg.
"Hello?”
Jennie increased her pace at the sound of the stressed voice, consequently tripping and falling flat on her face right in front of that leg. Groaning, she looked up to see a golden head peek out. "Are you going to just lay there all day?”
What the actual hell. It was so unnecessarily rude and uncalled for, especially after the chaos that just happened, that Jennie could do nothing more than stare with her brow furrowed, numb and in shock.
