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Hayun's pov
I've been worried the all morning, wondering if Namjoon told our father about the stunt I had pulled two nights ago. He came back home yesterday night from the mission that kept him away for over three months. He was in the military, and I've spent very little time with him in those 20 years. I can't say I have a strong connection to him because of his absence.

For this reason, Namjoon has always felt obliged to take matters into his own hands and consider himself as the head of the family. Because of his nature, I thought he would tell my father everything, and when I woke up, I would only get another scolding. I walked into the living room hearing my parents and Namjoon talking. They seemed cheerful. Was I safe? 

"My little girl". My dad didn't give me time to answer as he overwhelmed me in a sweet embrace.
Okay, I was safe.
"Mom told me everything about Seo-ha. How do you feel?"

"I'm free and broken, dad, but luckily, Yuna is back, free, and in pieces too. I'm not alone. "

"About Yuna's return," my mother stepped in and continued. "The Jeons have invited us to their house tonight for a welcome-home dinner for her, also knowing that your father will be returning today. At 7 pm we must be at their place. "

My mind took me back to Jungkook's amused gaze the previous morning... I wasn't ready to feel embarrassed again in front of him and because of him.

"Make sure you dress as elegant as possible," my mother ended by winking at me.

The car ride made me nervous, but the time had come. Before this dinner would start, sooner it would end.
My father rang the bell, and it was Jungkook who welcomed us.
Great, the night was already starting well...
I was the last one to enter the Jeon's house.

Jungkook looked at me from head to toe, with his head tilted, an eyebrow raised and a smile that had a magnetic feel.
"It seems that tonight you and my sister won't get drunk and sleep at anyone's house". He said now seriously, never breaking eye contact.
His eyes made me nervous, but I tried to stand up to him.

"We could always do it at your house and we wouldn't even need to look for a place to sleep. Can I borrow your suit this time?". I smiled sarcastically and he snorted closing the door behind me.
I won the conversation.

The dinner seemed to go on without too much embarrassment. There was a lot of talk about: Yuna's return, the Jeon's recent business trip, my mother's plans since she had her own flower shop and wanted to expand her business.
I remained silent all the time and was disturbed from time to time by Namjoon who cleared his voice to make me return to reality, and by Jungkook who threw peas in my direction a couple of times.
How is it possible that this guy is older than me?

Finally my attention was drawn to something interesting. My father spoke to Namjoon and Jungkook.
"Since your sisters are going through this difficult time, it would be good for them to go out with you and your others friends".

Mrs. Jeon immediately agreed to block her son before he started to reply.
"That's a wonderful idea. Besides, our girls aren't kids anymore, and you wouldn't have to worry. You will be able to protect them and you will know that by staying with you, they will not get into any trouble".

The two looked at each other and immediately understood what they were thinking, they smiled like two accomplices.
They answered in unison with a resounding "So be it then".
Now they could control us without any problems.

Fuck. We could finally go out with the other boys, which I had tried to do for years without any result, but at what price now?
Right after that, the boys got up.

"Are you ready to go? The others are waiting for us" Namjoon said, addressing Jungkook who had gone to his room in the meantime.
He came quickly. He was wearing a black jacket, over his elegant suit, specially chosen for that dinner, although it was not his style.

"I'll get the car keys and we can go".
His perfume invaded the room and bewitched my senses as he just sprayed it on.

Maybe I stared at him a little too long because he winked in my direction.
I looked away immediately but I saw out of the corner of my eye that his eyes were still studying me.

"Girls, why won't you go with them? You are fully dressed and you would have the opportunity to introduce yourselves to the others tonight" my mother said, looking at Namjoon as if that were an imposition for him, who could only look at her resigned.

Yuna immediately followed her. "I would love to but...I don't know what coat should I wear, I don't have any that matches with this dress and I don't want them to be late."

She had a beautiful black dress, tight at the waist, with puff straps. She was charming and I still wonder how her boyfriend cheated on her.

"Yuna this isn't a problem, I can lend you mine for the ride," I turned to my brother. I couldn't tell if he said that because he was afraid of our mother or because he was hitting on my best friend. Either way, I chuckled, but I still got Yuna's side eye.

The car trip was strange. Yuna and I were sitting in the back and our brothers in front.
Namjoon complained about how our mother forced him to take me with him, without if and without but Yuna tried to convince him more of why it was right that we could finally go out with them, that there was nothing wrong.

I didn't participate in their conversation, I had something else on my mind.
There wasn't a time when Jungkook didn't miss a chance to look at me in the rearview mirror.
Without realizing it, I started to breathe heavily and Yuna noticed.
"Are you okay? Are you having trouble breathing?"
How I could have explained it.

"Don't worry, it's okay" I said, hiding the excitement.
Jungkook's gaze was now only on the road, but I saw him smirking as if he had managed to make me nervous.
What was he playing at?

My nerves relaxed a bit when the car stopped in front of the club. I could finally breathe some fresh air.