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85. A twisted turn..

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The elevator door opened with a ding sound as Y/n stepped out. She roamed her eyes around the familiar magnificent surroundings while walking in the empty corridor leading to his office.

She stopped in front of the massive glass door as her heart suddenly started beating louder. With her hand raised to push it open, she hesitated, realizing she was here unannounced and it would look mannerless if she barged in just like that.

With an exhale, her knuckles made a soft contact with the door, but there was no response. She again knocked but knitted her brows, getting no response, and slowly pushed the door open.

He wasn't even at his desk, as he stood facing the huge glass window in his office, staring intently to the view outside. Something stinged in her heart as she saw his rigid side features. He seemed to stare focused, but his gaze seemed so lost.

His coat was taken off, white shirt tucked in his pants, sleeves rolled up. His very stance was so intimidating that she shivered when she stepped inside, closing the door. He still didn't notice her presence, which made her let out a firm sigh and clear her throat.

"Jungkook," She called out softly. Her tender yet firm voice pierced the silence, and she witnessed his body stirring down for a moment as the look of shock appeared on his face.

His head instantly snapped back towards her, and his lips slightly parted. Y/n's heart started thumping the moment his dark brown orbs got fastened with hers, and the room fell into heavy silence. She swallowed and was about to speak but stopped when she saw him sighing audibly, dropping his gaze on the floor.

"Stop messing with my head, Y/n. Just go already," He said, sounding tired.

Her eyes bewildered as he turned back towards the window, stuffing a hand in his poctet, and focusing his empty, cold gaze on the view like it was the most interesting thing to stare at.

"I know, You'll disappear," He said with not an ounce of emotion on his face.

Y/n silently stared at him, feeling a painful pang in her heart to see him like that. She blinked away from him, sniffling her unshed tears, and took her steps further inside.

"So, it's Y/n for you now, huh? Not butterfly anymore,"
She chuckled quietly, tears glistening in her eyes, and he froze.

Y/n took a deep breath, glancing around the familiar walls of his office, thinking fondly of the memories. The happy memories, mixed with sadness, brought a smile on her lips as she swiftly wiped away a tear.

"It's been a long time since I was here,"

Jungkook, who was frozen at his place, heard her. Her sweet vanilla scent spreading in the room filled his senses, and his heartbeats quickened. He closed his eyes to ignore it if it was his another rubbish dream, but his ears perked up to hear her soft footstep and gentle breaths. When he felt a touch on his palm, he couldn't resist opening his eyes.

Y/n gently reached out to grasp his wrist and squeezed it slightly, keeping her gaze neutral, not cold nor soft.
His eyes locked onto hers, and his heart halted. How could she come here?

"You're here?" He asked foolishly, furrowing his brows, his voice barely above a whisper.

Her heart stung at the disbelief in his gaze just like she had felt last night. She pursed her lower lip and gave him a short nod.