"Here?" Y/N asked Jungkook with surprise as she got out of the car in a nondescript corner of the Pyeonghwa park. The surroundings were relatively deserted for this time of the day – too late for the joggers to still be there and too early for the children to hang upside down from the swings and jungle gyms installed across the entire expansive park.
"Mmhm," Jungkook hummed back, offering his hand to Y/N, before Sejin cleared his throat audibly right behind him.
When they had arrived at their first location, Sejin had warned Jungkook to be careful of the team of real estate agents and developers who were accompanying them on this visit of prospective properties, handing Y/N an official Hybe ID card and Jungkook a face mask. Despite the NDAs that bound the entire team, Sejin thought it was best to be careful. But Jungkook had found it mighty hard to keep his distance from Y/N, particularly since she seemed to be playing along with ease.
"Thank you, Jungkookshi," she bowed towards him formally now, clearly enjoying the act too much, as Jungkook slammed the door of the car shut in frustration.
The agents began to walk down a jogging trail, leading the group towards the far end of the park.
"The city council has announced this land open for an upcoming community project," the senior among the two agents spoke to Sejin, as Y/N followed along close behind. "The Ministry of Culture and Tourism has offered funding to develop cultural centers across many major parks in the city."
"Right, I think I read about it recently," Y/N chimed from behind them, "it's the Public Art Project, isn't it?" The agents nodded politely and motioned for her to walk alongside them.
Jungkook, following the group – or just following Y/N to be more specific – from a distance, threw an arm over Yunjun's shoulder with a satisfied grin. "She's amazing, isn't she?" he whispered to him with pride.
The group walked along a bend in the trail, as the flora around them progressively grew thicker and more unkempt. The landscaped bushes and trimmed grass gave way to dense shrubbery, with dried leaves crunching under their feet. The trail continued to bend almost in a perfect arch before it twisted in an 'S' towards the other direction. Jungkook, with his hands buried deep inside the pockets of his jacket, continued to trail behind Y/N, as he had done the entire day.
The first site they had explored was a large warehouse space available in Ihwa-dong, which was located less than a mile away from the famous mural village in the slopes of Naksan mountain. The village is famous for all its walls, building fronts, staircases, public pathways clad in life-size paintings and installation artwork by over seventy artists
Jungkook had walked around the colorful paths of the village with Y/N, beyond an arm's reach from her, and watched her intently as her eyes had scanned over the murals with wonderment.
"So, you like it?" Jungkook had whispered to her, when they had entered the massive, dark, rectangular hall of the warehouse.
"Mmhm, what do you think?" she had nodded happily, clearly masking the disappointment Jungkook had observed washing over her face as she had entered the space.
"I want what you want," Jungkook had answered before requesting the agents to take them to the next location, despite their insistence on the prominence of the district in the art community.
They had then been taken to Hongdae neighborhood in Mapo-gu, which is known for its urban arts and indie music culture, owing to the settlement of many young students and artists studying in the Hongik University in the area. It's one of the parts of Seoul that truly never sleeps, always buzzing with live band performances on the streets, flash mobs by upcoming idol groups, pop up street-food stalls and multiple street art exhibitions.
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Still With You | JK ff
FanfictionWhat would you do if you bumped into BTS Jungkook by accident and he kissed you to escape some saesang fans? Y/N had been hurt too severely in the past to believe that she could be loved. How could one, when she couldn't even love herself? All she w...
