"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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•Surrendering to the charm of strange feelings•
🎀•Chapter Twelve•🎀
º•March 13, Year 2020•º
It was Saturday and even if normally it was off for Y/N she had to show up today due to the ongoing shooting of the music video of BTS.
She has been nothing but busy doing every member's makeup with passion and care, she made sure everything was good and promising.
Amidst the busy atmosphere, Y/N couldn't help but notice Jungkook deeply engrossed in his phone. She wondered what had captured his attention so completely.
Whenever she is around he is always busy with his phone, what does his phone has that makes his attention so arrested.
Could it be a secret girlfriend or a hidden romance?
But she quickly dismissed these thoughts, refusing to entertain baseless speculation. She remained focused and composed, determined to carry out her professional duties without letting personal assumptions cloud her judgment.
She had to remind herself to mind her own business and not be interested in Jungkook's.
"It's your turn," Y/N said firmly, motioning for Jungkook to come over.
He sighed and put his phone aside, obediently taking a seat in front of her. Y/N began her meticulous routine, gently applying moisturizer to his flawless skin.
As Y/N worked, a hint of nervousness crept into her lips. She mustered the courage to bring up the subject that had been on her mind since Friday.
She met Jungkook's unwavering gaze, which was both captivating and intimidating, like a powerful predator with the innocence of a gentle fawn.
"About the gift you gave me on Friday," she started, her voice trembling slightly. "Yes, what about it?" Jungkook replied, his eyes fixed on hers, refusing to let her go.
She moistened her lips, her tongue darting out unconsciously. "It's not my birthday, and there's no special occasion that warrants such an extravagant gift," she muttred.
"I don't feel like keeping such an expensive gift," she confessed, her attention focused on applying makeup to his face. But Jungkook remained silent, a towering presence unswayed by her doubts.
"Jimin Hyung always gives you gifts. And recently even Taehyung gave you a Tata plushie. You never return them. Then why return mine?" he retorted as mockery tinged his voice.
"Jiminie is my friend," she muttered firml.
"A good friend, I might add. But you and I aren't even close enough to consider ourselves friends. That's why your sudden lavish gifts feel, honestly, inappropriate."
