YN stood frozen in the doorway, her heart pounding in her chest. Her eyes widened as she took in the sight of Jeon Jungkook standing before her, his familiar face breaking into a gentle smile. He looked exactly like he did in all those photos and videos she had seen, yet seeing him in person felt surreal, almost like a dream she couldn't wake from.
"YN,"
Jungkook said softly, his voice bringing her back to reality.
She blinked, her mouth opening and closing as she struggled to find her voice.
"J-Justin? I guess I got the room number wrong?"
He took a step closer, his eyes never leaving hers.
"No your in right room." He came standing just infornt of her.
YN's mind raced, trying to reconcile the playful, easy-going Justin she had chatted with online for months with the global superstar standing in front of her. Her shock quickly turned to anger.
"No, this can't be real," she muttered, shaking her head. "This is some kind of sick joke."
"YN, I've been Justin this whole time. Let me explain __"
"Explain?" she interrupted, her voice rising. "How can you explain this? You've been ___" she is short of words
Jungkook reached out, trying to take her hand, but she pulled away sharply.
"Don't," she snapped.
"YN, I never meant to deceive you," he said, his voice pleading. "I just wanted you to see me as a regular person, not as a celebrity."
She turned away, frustration and disbelief warring within her. "This isn't happening," she whispered to herself. "It can't be."
Jungkook took a tentative step forward and stopped her by holding her wrist. TOUCH! BURN! HEART STOPPED!
"Give me a moment to explain everything."
YN felt tears sting her eyes as she whirled back to face him. "Explain what?" she was still in shock, disbelief, her voice felt to be fading away
"I know it's hard to believe, but everything I told you as Justin was real. Our conversations, the things we shared... that was all me, just without the fame."
She shook her head, feeling overwhelmed. "I don't know what to believe anymore," she whispered. "I feel so... betrayed? i-i dont have words"
Jungkook reached out again, his hand hovering just inches from hers.
"The person you got to know online is me. The real me. just let me prove it to you."
For a moment, she stood there, torn between the anger and hurt coursing through her and the earnest sincerity in his eyes. Finally, she took a deep, shaky breath.
She can't believe it's him the man she loved for years standing next to her but she is unable to say what she always wanted to say if ever by chance she met him. Where does those words went yn? Why?
Jungkook gestured towards the couch in the suite.
"Can we sit down?"
Reluctantly, YN nodded and followed him to the couch, sitting at the very edge, her posture stiff. Jungkook sat down across from her, giving her space.
"Okay," Jungkook began, trying to find the right words. "I know this is a lot to take in. When I first started talking to you as Justin, I didn't plan for it to go this far. I was curious about what it would be like to talk to someone who was telling me everything every details of her life from last 3 years.."
YN's eyes widened. " WHAT, y-you read my messages?"
"All of them , everyday, before going to bed , I dnt know when it became a habit"
Yn wanted the earth to split and get buried alive , wtf , he read all my messages, I was being cringe sooo many times , I don't even wanna recall what i have told him.
"Yn" he said , noticing she was shocked and zoned out.
She quickly stand up and bowed few time
"I am sorry for what I did , I never had an idea if you are reading this, It was my mistake. I should go".
Saying this she started to go away when his voice stopped her
"You promised you will never give upon me , Yn!"
Her name from his mouth! Had she ever even imagined?
She was froze in her place she literally dnt know how to behave , what to say. This is not real , this is not real are the only words her mind keep repeating like a mantra, he came close looked staright in her eyes ,
plz dnt look at me like that my heart might stop ,she thought, as her ability to breath become bad by every passing moment
"Yn"
"Stop, dnt say my name!" she quickly added "please" not to sound rude. girl is behaving ?!?
wtf wtf wtf , jeon Jungkook saying my name this man will be the death of me someday
He chuckled and she melted but composed herself quickly. He knows her nature now, for it been months takling. He knows her!
"I know it's too much for you to take but I'll let you go , only this time, and thanks for the cake , it's a dream come true" he said smiling. DONT SMILE LIKE THAT
"Yeah" she quickly turned around and went away she ran as fast as she can
Once outside, YN wandered the streets, replaying the conversation in her mind. Her anger and frustration mixed with a sense of betrayal. She couldn't believe that her online friend Justin, the person she had confided in for so long, was actually Jeon Jungkook. She had shared so many personal details, thinking he would never see them. Embarrassment washed over her as she remembered some of the weird things she had told him about how she felt unbeautiful, venting her insecurities late at night. She'd confessed that she loved him more than she loved any man, as if , she told him she sometimes skipped baths when she felt too tired or lazy. She'd ranted about her periods ,her professors, jokingly saying she wanted to kill them for giving too much assignments. She even mentioned her reluctance to go to university and how she spent entire weekends binge-watching dramas and eating junk food.
"Oh my god," YN muttered to herself, covering her face with her hands.
"He read all of that?"
Her cheeks burned with embarrassment as she remembered other random things she had told him, like her secret love for cheesy romance novels, shitttttttt, and her bizarre dream of adopting a pet llama someday. why yn why? She had thought she was talking to a stranger who would never judge her. Now, knowing it was Jungkook, she felt exposed and vulnerable.
After walking for what felt like hours, she found herself sitting on a bench in a quiet park. Her phone buzzed with a new message. She hesitated before looking at it, expecting it to be from Jungkook. Instead, it was from her best friend, asking how her meeting with Justin went and all.
With a sigh, she decided to respond,
Inna: Hey YN, how's your meeting going?
YN: He didn't come. It was a prank.
Inna: What? He is an asshole.
YN: Don't say that.
Inna: But still, YN, I was so excited to know how he is actually in real life.
YN: I guess it's better online. I don't wanna see him in real life.
Inna: You are weird, YN.
YN: I'll talk to you later, Inna.
She didn't reveal anything because she knew how important it was to keep Jungkook's real identity a secret. She put her phone away, took a few more deep breaths, and headed home. The walk helped clear her mind a bit, but the turmoil in her heart
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