- [Author's pov]:
In the cabin, Jungkook sat at his polished desk, surrounded by an air of authority. The soft glow of the sunlight from the window illuminated the cabin as he twirled the crystal paperweight in his skilled fingers. Its smooth surface caught the light, casting prismatic reflections across the room.
"So, you are saying she went to meet Taehyung?" Jungkook inquired, his voice low and commanding. The bodyguard, standing at attention, affirmed with a slight nod, "Yes, master."
A tense silence enveloped the room, broken only by the rhythmic tapping of Jungkook's fingers against the crystal. His piercing gaze bore into the bodyguard, who stood stoically before him.
Abruptly, Jungkook's demeanor shifted. With a sudden forceful motion, he hurled the crystal paperweight to the ground. The impact resonated, sending fractured fragments skittering across the floor. The bodyguard stiffened, his eyes widening in surprise.
"Keep a proper eye on her or be ready to face the consequences," Jungkook ordered, his tone unforgiving. The bodyguard nodded nervously, unable to meet Jungkook's cold gaze. With a dismissive gesture, Jungkook signaled the guard to leave.
As the bodyguard hastily exited the cabin, the atmosphere lingered with a palpable tension. Jungkook, now alone, leaned back in his chair, his expression a mixture of contemplation and calculated resolve.
"I asked you to not leave your room yet you dared to ignore my words."
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In the restaurant, the air hung heavy with tension as y/n sat across from Taehyung. The ambient chatter of other diners faded into the background, leaving only the quiet murmur of their conversation.
"We need to stop with this act. I have said this to you before in the text, and I thought I should clear this up in person as well," y/n's voice was calm but carried an undercurrent of resolve. She finally lifted her gaze, meeting Taehyung's intense stare that had been fixed on her throughout.
Her words lingered in the air, creating a pregnant pause before she continued, "Also, I have this fear of breaking your mother's trust. So it's better if you tell her that we broke up-"
Before she could finish her statement, Taehyung's eyes narrowed, his attention drawn to the bandage over y/n's forehead. Concern etched on his features, he interrupted her, "How did you hurt your forehead?"
Y/n instinctively covered the bandage with her hand, a subtle tremor in her response. "Ah... that's nothing. I ended up hurting myself," she replied, avoiding his gaze. Taehyung's brows furrowed at her evasive reaction, a mix of worry and confusion playing across his face.
"Now that we're done talking, I'll take my leave," y/n declared, abruptly standing up. She swiftly retrieved her purse from the table, stealing one last glance at Taehyung before navigating her way out of the restaurant.
Taehyung remained seated, his eyes following her retreating figure with a lingering silence. The air still held the remnants of their conversation, the unresolved tension left hanging in the empty space between them.
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As Y/N stepped onto the bustling sidewalk, the city's rhythmic pulse encircled her senses. The distant hum of traffic blended with the chatter of pedestrians, creating a noise of urban life. Yet, amidst the vibrant chaos, Y/N's mind echoed with the thoughts of her recent conversation with Taehyung.
The city lights painted a mosaic of reflections on wet pavements as y/n walked, each step an intentional move forward, but her thoughts anchored in the past. "I can't let you get more involved in my life, Taehyung. It's for your own good," she whispered, her words carried away by the city breeze. The weight of those words lingered, settling into the wrinkles of her furrowed brow.
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