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The chilly breeze of the night sea brushing against her face makes her feel relaxed as she can see the stars twinkling in the sky as they drive through the empty road, as if there were no one else in the world except them, making it more serene. They had been driving incessantly for more than an hour. Jungkook appears silent as well, despite the fact that he is always the quiet one to her as the chatty personality.
"Where exactly are we going?" She inquired, causing him to cast a brief glance at her before returning his gaze to the road. "I don't even know," he said, unexpectedly earning nothing else from her. It was uncharacteristic of her to keep her mouth shut for so long. "Maybe somewhere the way is going," he uttered, not hearing anything from her, he decided to try speaking again, and it worked when she laughed out loud.
"The highway isn't moving, but we are," she laughs, expecting him to laugh as well, but she stops not hearing anything from him, unconscious of the undetectable smile that formed over his lips for a few seconds. "You're so boring," she murmurs, expecting him not to hear her or she's gonna die. "I heard that," she gulps as he stares at her with steely eyes. "Good for you," she said nervously, laughing at her own comment.
"Do you really intend to take me there and kill me?" She opens her mouth again, asking something, almost making him lose his sanity and groan at her folly, but watching her be serious and look at him with her inquiring glance made him more amused of her. Is she really real? "Do you think I look like a gangster to you?" He asked, and she nodded very instantly.
"Beyond any doubt. You have tattoos and those scary piercings," she says, pointing her finger from his full-arm tattoo to the piercings on his ear and lip. "No gentleman CEO would ever wear that," she concluded, sighing as she uttered everything at once. "Do you dislike people like this?" Ge requested to stop staring at her. "Who says so? Certainly not. It's enthralling. I want one as well, but it must hurt, and I don't want that," she said quickly, clearly fascinated.
He hums. For a while, he truly feared she wouldn't like it, and most of the people he's met previously don't like it, so he hides it with skin patches or concealer wherever he's at a meeting or any official occasions. "But the tattoos are really lovely, aren't they? How did you get so much?" She and her never-ending inquiries, but that doesn't mean he doesn't like it; he's delighted she's starting a conversation.
It was always uninteresting when he was with someone because, one, he would not start any conversation initially, and second, the other perspective would not like to initiate every time. As a result, he was left with some of his friends, Namjoon and Jimin, who genuinely care for this cold ass guy and want to hear him for the rest of his life, preferably forever. It's not that he doesn't care; he does, but he can't just say more; in short, he's not social.
He had no anguish or a negative past to make him cold; it was his character from the start. His solemn countenance and timid demeanour troubled his mother when he was a toddler, but his father's behaviour affected him the most, giving fuel to his conservative mentality. And obtaining Y/N, as a person who would converse, even if he didn't get an answer, made him happy.
