✔️Veiled Obsession K.TH & J.JK

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Jungkook leaned against a wall, breathing heavily. He ran a hand through his hair, messing it up in frustration. This wasn't how it was supposed to go. He had come to apologize, to make things right, but instead, he had only made things worse.

His mind replayed the scene over and over, the look on Y/n's face haunting him. "Why did I lose control like that?" he berated himself. "I just wanted to fix things.”

He wiped the blood off his lip, where she had hit him. "She hit me too, so it's the same, right?" he muttered to himself, trying to quell the guilt that churned in his stomach.

He knew he needed to calm down, to think clearly. Maybe there was still a way to make it better, but for now, he needed to give them both some space. Maybe he could find a way to repair the damage he had caused.
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Y/N was literally shaking with anger, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably. She had never felt this level of fury before, and it was all directed at Jungkook.

"I can't believe he did that," she whispered, more to herself than anyone else. Her voice trembled, in the rage and pain.

Chaeryeong, standing beside her, looked equally shocked and worried. She hugged Y/n who was crying nonstop.

"Y/N, this is serious. I'm going to tell Jimin," she said, her voice urgent and filled with concern.

Y/N shook her head firmly, wiping at her tears. "No, don't. I don't want to drag anyone else into this.” She can tell Taehyung too, if he got the slightly idea of this, he would k!ll Jungkook. But she doesn't want to tell him. “ I'll handle Jungkook on my own."

Y/N clenched her fists, the resolve hardening in her heart. Jungkook would learn that he couldn't cross this line without facing the consequences. She would make sure of it.

"But Y/N, you shouldn't have to deal with this by yourself. He can't think he can get away with hitting you," Chaeryeong insisted.

Y/N took a deep breath, trying to steady herself. The anger was still there, burning brightly, but so was a newfound determination. "He won't get away with it. I promise you that. But I need to do this my way."

Chaeryeong nodded slowly, though her worry was still evident. "Just... be careful. Gosh why are you even with him? He is so messed up, why are you ruining your life by being with someone like him? Please stay away from him, he is not good for you.”

“I am sorry.” Chaeryeong added. “I said so many harsh things to you because of him. He just gets into my nerves Y/n. I didn't realize how distant he made us siblings. He was giving me so much stress.”

“It was my fault, I trusted him. I am sorry.”

“Take away from him, I am saying this for your own good.”

Y/N managed a small, grateful smile. "I will.”
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Y/n came to the living room where Chaeryeong was standing. She blinked, trying to clear the sleep from her eyes, and noticed the vibrant colors surrounding her bed. Roses, lilies, and daisies were scattered everywhere, turning her bedroom into an unexpected garden.

“What is this?” Y/n asked.

“These are sent for you.” Chaeryeong replied.

A smile tugged at her lips as she sat up, her first thought being of Taehyung. He had always known how much she loved flowers.

She reached for her phone to thank him, but a small card on her nightstand caught her eye. She picked it up and froze when she saw the name signed at the bottom: Jungkook.

Her stomach churned. She remembered the last time she saw Jungkook, his face twisted in anger as he hit her.

This wasn’t a gesture of love or care; it was a twisted apology. She felt a wave of disgust wash over her as she let the card fall from her hand.