Unexpected// J.JKFF

Chapter 15 - Part I

Yn sat in the doctor's office, feeling the weight of another lecture. "Yn dear, think again... do you really want to? Ask your heart, ask yourself if you want to change," the doctor urged.

Yn sighed, knowing where this was going. "I understand you're trying to change my mind, but my decision is firm, and I won't go back on it," Yn replied firmly. The doctor sighed in resignation.

"Fine, it's your choice then. I can't do anything about it... Here are some tablets that help with hormone regulation. After this treatment, then we can proceed to the operation," the doctor said, while writing out the prescription. Yn nodded, accepting the next steps in their medical journey.

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Yn entered her house to find her father sitting on the sofa, his gaze fixed on the TV screen, seemingly lost in his own thoughts. He didn't acknowledge her presence, knowing she had been at the hospital. Yn hesitated, feeling a pang of guilt, but decided not to approach him, opting instead to retreat to her room. As she left, she noticed a single tear trailing down Mr. Kang's cheek, a silent testament to the weight of their shared struggles.

Yn stepped into her room, feeling the exhaustion of the day weighing heavily on her shoulders. The warm embrace of the shower beckoned, and she quickly shed her clothes, stepping under the comforting stream of water.

As she emerged from the bathroom, wrapped in a towel, her senses jolted to attention at the sight of Jungkook lounging on her bed. "How did you get in!?" she exclaimed, her voice betraying a mix of surprise and irritation.

Jungkook looked up, his expression nonchalant as he sat up on the bed. "Don't make a scene. Do you really want your father to know about us?" he said, his tone teasing, yet carrying an undercurrent of seriousness.

Yn's eyes narrowed in disbelief. "What 'us' are you even talking about, you..." she started, her voice trailing off as she struggled to comprehend the situation unfolding before her.

With a sigh, Jungkook stood up, closing the distance between them with deliberate steps. Yn instinctively began to back away, clutching the towel tighter around herself. "Today, I'm going to help you figure out which gender you prefer," he said, his voice low and suggestive, sending a shiver down her spine.

As he drew nearer, his hand slipped around her waist, pulling her closer to him. Yn's heart raced as she felt the warmth of his breath on her skin, her mind racing with a mixture of confusion and desire. "You look absolutely stunning with your short, wet hair," he murmured, his words dripping with an intoxicating allure that both intrigued and unsettled her.

Yn pov_

Whenever Jungkook is near, I feel like I'm losing myself. It's as if his presence has this power to strip away my confidence and strength, leaving me feeling exposed and vulnerable. Even back in college, I made sure to keep my distance from him because I didn't want to feel this way. He makes me feel weak, and that's not who I am.

I hate the idea of someone controlling me, but with Jungkook, it's different. When he doesn't try to control me, I... I don't know, I just feel drawn to him. It's confusing and frustrating because I want to be strong and independent, but he has this hold over me that I can't seem to shake.

I'm constantly battling with myself, trying to understand why I feel this way when I'm around him. I want to reclaim my sense of self, to be the confident person I know I can be. But at the same time, there's this undeniable pull that keeps bringing me back to him, leaving me torn between resisting and surrendering to his influence.

My thoughts scattered like leaves in a storm when I felt Jungkook's warm breath tickle my ear. His voice, dripping with confidence and arrogance, snapped me out of my reverie. "Queen, why so lost? Are you lost in my beauty?" he teased, his words sending a shiver down my spine.

"N-no, why would I be lost in you?" I stuttered, cursing myself for the sudden stutter that betrayed my nerves. I could practically feel Jungkook's smirk, his amusement at my flustered state only adding to my embarrassment.

I stood there, frozen in place, as his tongue grazed my ear, sending a wave of heat coursing through my body. I gripped the towel tightly, my cheeks burning with embarrassment as I struggled to regain my composure, his unexpected intimacy leaving me reeling.

"Why are you so strict on yourself, Yn?" Jungkook's voice was dangerously close to my neck, sending a shiver down my spine and causing my breath to catch in my throat. "I am like this only," I replied, my voice barely a whisper, my resolve wavering in the face of his proximity.

Jungkook chuckled, and before I could comprehend his movements, he swiftly lifted me onto his shoulder, my hands instinctively gripping onto him for support. With surprising agility, he carried me towards the bed and tossed me onto the mattress before I could protest. I tried to sit up, but he hovered over me, blocking my attempts with ease, his presence overwhelming and undeniable.

"Jungkook, let me go," I demanded, frustration seeping into my voice as I struggled beneath him. "You know I could break your teeth if I wanted to."

"Then break them. I'll accept it," he challenged, his gaze locked with mine, unwavering.

I couldn't understand why he persisted in this way, pushing me to my limits. "Why can't you understand, Jungkook?" I asked, my voice tinged with exasperation.

But his next words caught me off guard, sending a jolt through my entire being. "Why can't you understand my love, Yn?" he said softly, his eyes searching mine with intensity.

I was speechless, caught between confusion and disbelief. "W-what?" I stammered, unable to comprehend the sudden shift in his demeanor.

"Why can't you see my love for you? Why?" he pressed, his voice pleading, his vulnerability laying bare before me.

Tears welled up in my eyes as Jungkook's confession hung in the air, his words piercing through the layers of my defenses. I couldn't hold back the flood of emotions that surged within me any longer.

"Why can't you understand, Jungkook?" I choked out, my voice trembling with the weight of my conflicting feelings. "I can't love you."

The admission hung heavily between us, a stark reminder of the impassable barrier that stood between our hearts. Despite the intensity of his emotions and the depth of his love, I knew deep down that I couldn't reciprocate his feelings. It pained me to see the hurt reflected in his eyes, but I couldn't deny the truth of my own heart.