"Why do you always share every fucking thing between us with Jimin?" he roared, glaring at her.
"There is no us, do you get it?" She said in loud voice.
"Stop playing games, Y/N!" Jungkook exclaimed, his fingertips digging into her arms, leaving a...
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•Whispering secrets in the moonlit night—The allure of love•
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«In the realm where destiny's threads entwine, Two hearts collided, a love so divine. A radiant beacon, their love did gleam, Forever enshrined, like a cherished dream.
Destiny's tapestry, intricately woven, Guiding their paths, with love's power unbroken. Through trials and triumphs, they stood as one, Their bond strengthened, never to come undone.
She, his darling, a treasure so rare, In her embrace, he found solace and care. Under love's golden sun, they found their place, A sanctuary of peace, laughter, and grace.
Their love, a symphony of enchanting laughter, A melody that echoed happily ever after. Tranquility embraced their souls so deep, In each other's arms, their hearts would leap.
As the pages of their story unfold, Their love story, a tale to be told. Through the chapters of life, they would roam, Bound together, creating a beautiful home.
Ah, the collision of fate, a wondrous sight, Their love, a beacon shining so bright. Destiny's tapestry, forever they'll trace, In each other's arms, finding eternal embrace.»
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Y/N closed her eyes as Jungkook's breath drew nearer and nearer to her trembling lips. Jungkook was only an inch away from her shivering lips. He could almost taste those sweet, plump lips.
But his harsh voice brought her back from her fantasy.
"Why did you tell him that I gave that bracelet?" he asked, his voice carrying a deep Busan accent. His hot breath mingled with hers, and he stood inappropriately close to her.
"I...I..." she stuttered. She licked her lips, berating herself for even thinking that Jungkook was about to kiss her.
"Answer me," he repeated, his voice growing slightly louder, causing her to flinch at his raised tone. Y/N frowned at Jungkook, wondering why he was so angry with her.
"Why do you always share every fucking thing between us with Jimin?" he roared, glaring at her.
"He asked if you gave it to me, and I said yes. That's all. You didn't tell me that I was supposed to hide it. Besides, there's nothing between us that needs to be kept secret," she retorted, doing her best to match his fierce and harsh tone.
"There is no us, do you get it?" She said in loud voice.
"Stop playing games, Y/N!" Jungkook exclaimed, his fingertips digging into her arms, leaving a burning sensation on her skin. "Stop toying with my mind, with my heart," he said loudly and clearly his voice raw with deep emotions.
"I want to focus on my career, and you're ruining that. I want to pursue my dreams, not be consumed by thoughts of you," he hissed, his face dangerously close to hers.
"Well, that makes two of us," she retorted, hissing at him as she pushed him away. Her eyes were red from the pain
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What if a middle-class girl suddenly becomes the stylist for the hottest boyband in the world? As she dives into this glamorous lifestyle, she can't help but feel a strong connection to the youngest member, whose charm and personality pull her in deeper than she ever expected.
Could his fancy world handle the heat of her being the tremendous idol's darling?
