Blue and Grey | Jungkook fanfic

One

She was just about finishing the conversation when Chul rolled down the car windows and popped his head out.

"Go Eun, are you done?" he asked impatiently. "It's been ten minutes and getting late! You know your parents wouldn't like it when you went home late."

That was the third time he was reminding Go Eun. She didn't need a reminder for her parents to drift across her mind every once in a while.

So Go Eun waved goodbye to her friends and brisk-walked over to the car. Chul shrank his head back in and rolled up the windows as she yanked open the car door and entered. "It's almost seven," he said, showing her the time on his phone.

"It's not that late," Go Eun said, dumping her bag on the empty seat beside her.

Chul drove them out of the driveway. "You know it's late to your parents."

He was right. Go Eun's parents were the most insufferable people she knew. As much as she loved them because that was what a good daughter should do, she hated them just as much.

"They are unreasonable," Go Eun said, looking out of the window, where the sky was darkening. The start of September was the beginning of autumn, when the rain season was starting. Go Eun was no fan of wet weathers.

Chul checked his Kakao when they stopped at a traffic light and sighed, removing it from the phone holder and showing Go Eun the new message he received.

Chul, are you on your way home with Go Eun? Go Eun read in her head. She didn't even need to check the contact name to know who it was.

"Ugh, omma is so annoying," she grumbled with a roll of her eyes. Chul gave her a helpless smile and held the steering wheel again with both hands.

Go Eun watched the rain palpitating against the hood of the car, then at her phone. She wondered when her parents would give her a little bit more freedom, instead of being confined. Perhaps the time might not come at all when she has a political leader as a father and a public figure as her mother.

Of course, she understood her parents' words were sincere, and they were for the best. There was no doubt many people wanted to overthrow her father, however diplomatic they might seem in his presence. But Go Eun was pretty sure with Chul beside her, she would be completely safe.

Chul's real name is Seochul, but Go Eun just called him Chul. Since he was her bodyguard and she'd known him since years ago, Chul didn't mind.

Go Eun closed her eyes, trying to relax her mind. Her university graduation ceremony would be tomorrow, and her parents were going to attend it. She wasn't in a top university and her parents made a big fuss about it and grounded her for a month. For more than a month after, Go Eun had mixed feelings of anger and regret, but she had found interest in something new that gave her company for the one month of "prison life" that she was forced to go through. No stepping out of the house compound outside of the front yard.

She did not remember falling asleep, but the next thing she knew, she had drifted out of consciousness.

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Go Eun was roused by the slamming of car doors. "Uh huh?"

Chul opened the door beside her with a grin. "We've reached, sleepy head. Don't expect me to carry you, 'cause you know that ain't gonna happen."

Chul had an American mother, so he knew how to speak English well. Sometimes, he'd add a bit of English in his conversations, just to fluster Go Eun because she wasn't that proficient at the language yet (He loved teasing her).