The Only One || Jungkook

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Silence filled their car, only being interrupted by the roaring sound of the engine every time Yejun pressed his feet on the throttle. Y/n was too busy in her own thoughts to even be aware of where they were going, and how they kept distancing more from the blinding lights of the city of Seoul. What happened back in the building left her shocked. The sensation of feeling like a piece of meat wasn't what scared her though, it was the inability to know why they all were looking at her that way. At least, back in the club, she knew those men only saw holes when they looked at her. Back in the room? She wasn't so sure. It wasn't the possibility of being beaten up either. It wouldn't be the first time. A drunk asshole who thought he was superior to her? She knew that'd never end well. It was the lack of free will what completely paralyzed her. For the first time, she knew how some of the girls that got to the club felt. And it was scary. Not being able to choose and get out of there was horrendous, and she could only feel bad for those girls she kept seeing crying back in the dressing room -and that she simply ignored as she got ready for a new day.

At least Jungkook was a choice she made. But was he really? If she hadn't agreed to the contract, would he have left her alone? At that point, she highly doubted that it was even in his plans.

Looking at him through the corner of her eye, his intimidating pose seemed to be waiting for her to say a word. Something she never did. She wasn't able to speak yet. And she didn't think she'd be able to -at least not with the nice words he probably was expecting from her after what happened. And she thought it'd be better if she just looked away. She had no strength left that night to confront him.

His eyes slipped through her as soon as he felt hers moving away. She was resting her head against the window, moving her lip nervously as she tried to control the tears that were dying to roll down her face. It wasn't sadness. How her knuckles started going white, as her fingers tangled on the fabric of her hoodie, showed how rage was the cause of her trembling lips and watery eyes.

He knew that sensation: impotence.

Jungkook remembered how he felt like her one day, but he ended up learning how to accept what was given to him and move on with his life. She'd probably learn as well. And if she didn't... The truth is that he wasn't sure what would come after that attempt of threat. Tricking her into signing a contract that was only beneficial for him was one thing, but killing her and trying to get her out of the way were major words. He was genuinely hoping Y/n didn't plan to mess with him the same way she did hours back in the airport. Because, if she did... he didn't want to think about the consequences if she did.

—Are you hungry? —he finally broke the silence, with words that slipped through her ears like sharpened knives.

Y/n was enjoying the silence, she was calm lost in her own world, and he brought her back to reality.

No answer from her though, not even a look or a move. She stayed still on her seat, while her eyes tried to know where they were going -when it was something impossible to know because she didn't know the city at all.

Jungkook tilted his head, trying to hold back the anger that was building up. She was determined to make things difficult for him.

—I asked a question.

But again, no answer. She moved her head, trying to hide her face from him as she also tried to build a wall with the hair falling off her shoulder.

Jungkook scoffed, loudly enough to let her know she was getting on his nerves. The anger that was building up only mixed with the new feeling of frustration to get him to twist his mouth and move his eyes away.

—Fine, starve to death, then.

The slam of the door against the car was what finally made Y/n look back to his seat, finding it empty after the car stopped in a vaguely lighted alley. A dizzy feeling in her stomach appeared when she lost her balance, as her door was opened suddenly. When she looked back, a pair of sharp black eyes were directly looking into her.