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With a trembling sense of anticipation, Y/n approached the scene, her heart heavy with a mixture of emotions. She couldn't help but be drawn into the moment, into this surreal convergence of her past and present. The room seemed to hold its breath as she carefully approached her son and Jungkook.
Her nervousness was palpable as she gently wrapped her arms around Yeonjun, pulling him into a protective and reassuring hug. Her son, sensing her emotions, nestled into the embrace, his small frame feeling like the anchor she desperately needed in this complex moment.
Jungkook, still seated on the floor, observed Y/n with a gaze that seemed to hold both understanding and a hint of apprehension. The connection between them was undeniable, and the sudden appearance of Taehyung's features on Jungkook's face had cast a poignant and unexpected spell over the room.
Breaking the silence, Y/n finally spoke, her voice carrying a mix of emotions and a faint tremor. "Your coffee must have gone cold. Come with me."
She gently disengaged from the hug with Yeonjun, who seemed to understand the gravity of the moment, and offered a reassuring pat on his back.
Jungkook, still seated, observed this exchange with a complex mix of emotions.
Finally, he slowly rose from the floor, his eyes never leaving Y/n's. Their connection was deep and powerful, and the room seemed to be charged with a poignant energy.
Y/n, not breaking eye contact with Jungkook, took a step back and gestured towards the door.
Y/n, Jungkook, and Yeonjun descended the grand staircase, an unspoken tension seemed to linger in the air. Y/n was still processing the unexpected and emotionally charged encounter in the upstairs room, and Jungkook, with his sharp gaze, appeared deep in thought.
However, it was Yeonjun, their young guide through this unconventional tour, who decided to break the silence. He turned his gaze to his mother and asked innocently, "Mommy, where did you go?"
Y/n, caught off guard by the question, hesitated for a moment. She was about to formulate an answer when, suddenly, a voice from the ground floor interrupted her thoughts.
"Yeonjun. Your mom was with me."
The voice belonged to Jimin, who had appeared in the downstairs area. His casual demeanor concealed the fact that he might have been aware of the tense atmosphere that had just unfolded.
Y/n, turning her attention to Jimin, managed a smile. "Uncle jimin, You here?" Yeonjun said with smile and go near him.
Jimin, his tone warm and friendly, responded, "Well, I thought I'd surprise you. And I see I'm not the only one. Who's your uncle?" His gaze shifted to Jungkook, and his eyes narrowed slightly, observing the man who was accompanying Yeonjun.
"He is Mr. Jeon.. Uncle, Mamma's new friend"
His sharp eyes, which had been softened by the emotional encounter upstairs, regained their focus. It was as if he were assessing Jimin, recognizing the subtle nuances of his connection with Y/n and the potential significance of his presence in her life.
As Jimin smoothly transitioned the conversation with Yeonjun, suggesting they change the topic and perhaps the mood, Jungkook's gaze lingered. He observed the interaction, and it was clear that he was processing the dynamics at play.
"Come, Mr. Jeon, join us for coffee. It's a good opportunity to relax and enjoy the moment."
Jungkook, however, met Jimin's invitation with a gaze that held a certain intensity, his eyes darkened by a mixture of emotions. It was a silent exchange, a moment where unspoken tensions seemed to hang in the air.
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THE UNFAITHFULL LOVE | KTH × JJK
Fanfiction"W-Who are you, I know you're not jungkook....TELL ME, WHO ARE YOU" _________________ After the death of her husband, Y/n meets a mysterious man, who seems both her own and a stranger. _________________ ©|Writer :- Septemberjonnie