"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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•Finding a bittersweet refuge in the pain that painted her skin•
🎀•Chapter Three•🎀
As the interview shoot wrapped up, the boys filed out, clearly exhausted. Jungkook hurried into his makeup room.
He let out a deep sigh, tossing his blazer aside and flinging his shirt off without a care.
When he turned around, he spotted Y/N, who was busy cleaning up. Her hands were covered in remnants of broken makeup products, and she was trying to tidy the mess she'd made earlier.
Y/N's cheeks turned bright red when she saw Jungkook shirtless, her eyes widening in surprise. She was caught off guard by his casualness.
"Um, sir," she stuttered, pointing awkwardly at his bare chest, feeling uneasy. "You might want to put on a shirt?"
"What?" Jungkook replied, sounding annoyed. He barely registered her discomfort.
"Uh, your shirt..." she said, trying to keep it professional.
"Can you just finish cleaning up?" he said, crossing his arms. "I have stuff to do."
"Yeah, I'm on it," she replied, trying to brush off his rudeness.
As she hurried to tidy the mess, she couldn't help but feel that working with Jungkook was going to be a challenge.
After cleaning up, Y/N gathered her courage to apologize and make a quick exit. But just as she was about to leave, Jimin walked into the makeup room.
"Kookie, why did you leave so abruptly? They had to redo the last question because of it, but thankfully they kept it as it was," Jimin said, stepping inside.
He stopped short when he saw the two of them. A teasing tone crept into his voice as he whistled. "Oh, hi Y/N-shi." His whistle turned more suggestive when he noticed Jungkook standing shirtless in front of her.
"Damn, it's getting hot in here," Jimin quipped, a mischievous smile spreading across his face. He turned to Jungkook, wiggling his eyebrows playfully. "Did I interrupt something private?"
Jungkook shot him an annoyed look and stomped his foot. "Stop it, hyung. You're embarrassing her," he hissed, causing Jimin to gasp in mock surprise.
"Y/N, am I embarrassing you?" Jimin asked, glancing at her. She shook her head quickly, her cheeks turning red.
"I... I'll just go dispose of these broken products, so no one gets hurt," Y/N murmured softly, motioning toward the shattered makeup items she had just cleaned up.
"You didn't need to do that. It's not your job," Jungkook said seriously, crossing his arms.
"Aww, is our Kookie being possessive over the new and beautiful girl?" Jimin teased again, making Y/N hurriedly leave the makeup room, her face flushed.
