Forced Love: A Journey of Unlikely Love

🌹The Blue Shirt🌹

Chapter 5
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Yn nods quickly and turns to leave the study. She can't shake off the feeling that Jungkook is watching her, even as she closes the door behind her.

As she makes her way to Jungkook's wardrobe, she can't help but wonder what he meant by his words. "I'm always here to help you, no matter what."

Yn pushes the thoughts aside and focuses on the task at hand. She begins to sort through Jungkook's clothes, separating the ones that need dry cleaning from those that require ironing.

As Yn sorts through Jungkook's clothes, she notice how well they would fit him. The way the fabrics could drape across his broad shoulders, the way the colors would bring out the brightness in his eyes. She feels a flutter in her chest as she imagines him wearing each outfit.

Suddenly, Jungkook comes into the room, making her flinch slightly. "Jungkook? You almost gave me a heart attack." Yn said with her right hand on her chest and left holding a sky blue shirt.

Jungkook chuckles and apologises, "Sorry about that, Sweetheart. I didn't mean to startle you." He walks closer to her, his eyes fixed on the sky blue shirt in her hand. "You're doing a great job with the sorting, by the way."

"Thanks, Jungkook. I just want to complete my work perfectly but I did imagine too how you would look in each outfit," she says, trying to sound casual.

Jungkook's eyes sparkle with amusement, and he reaches out to take the sky blue shirt from her hand. "Let me show you how this shirt looks on me," he says, his voice low and flirtatious.

As Jungkook takes the shirt from Yn's hand, their fingers touch, sending a jolt of electricity through her body.

She tries to ignore the sparks flying between them, but it's hard to focus when Jungkook is standing so close, his eyes locked on hers.

Without breaking eye contact, Jungkook begins to unbutton his current shirt, revealing the glimpse of his chest.

Yn's breath catches in her throat and she quickly moves her head in another direction avoiding seeing his body.

Yn tries to show that she wasn't affected by Jungkook's sudden move.

Jungkook doesn't let her off that easily. He chuckles low in his throat, a sound that sends shivers down Yn's spine. "Aw, Yn, you're blushing," he teases, his voice full of amusement.

Yn's face grows even hotter as she tries to deny it, but Jungkook just laughs and continues to undress, his movements slow and deliberate.

She can feel his eyes on her, sense his smile, and it's taking all her willpower not to turn around and look at him.

Just as Yn thinks she can't take it anymore, Jungkook clears his throat and says, "Okay, I'm ready." He pauses, and Yn can sense his anticipation.

Slowly, she turns her head towards him. Jungkook is standing in front of her, wearing that sky blue shirt and looking absolutely stunning. The colour brings out the brightness in his eyes, and his hair looks perfect.

Yn's mouth goes dry as she takes in the sight of him. She can't help but stare, her eyes fixed on the way the shirt fits him perfectly, his broad shoulders and body structure

Jungkook's eyes lock onto hers, getting lost in her reaction. He seems to be enjoying her reaction, and it makes her blush even more. But she can't help it– he looks absolutely gorgeous, and she can't take her eyes off him.

"So, what do you think?" Jungkook asks, his voice low and husky. He takes a step closer to her, his eyes never leaving hers. "Does the shirt look good on me?"

Yn's throat goes dry, and she nods mutely, still staring at him. Jungkook chuckles and takes another step closer, his face inches from hers.

"Good," he whispers, his breath sending shivers down her spine. "I'm glad you like it."

"You know, Yn," Jungkook thought, his voice husky and seductive. "You're the only one who can make me feel like I'm on fire, even when I'm standing still. I want to make you feel the same way, love. To make you burn with desire, to make you crave my touch, darling."

For a moment, they just stare at each other, the air thick with tension. Jungkook takes a step back, a slow smile spreading across his face.

"You can complete your work, Sweetheart." He said sitting on cough with the phone in his hands.

"Okay," she says, her voice still a little shaky. She starts to focus on the task at hand.

She folds the last of the clothes, just as she's finishing up, Jungkook looks up from his phone, his eyes locking onto hers once again. "All done?" he asks, his voice low and smooth.

Yn nods, she meets his gaze. "Yeah," she says, her voice barely above a whisper.

Jungkook nodded and told her to give the clothes to the head maid telling her which clothes need ironing and which laundry.

As Yn walks out of Jungkook's room, she can't help but feel a sense of relief wash over her. She makes her way to the head maid's in the living room giving instructions to a maid, as the head maid looks at Yn, she asks her what happened. Yn hands over the clothes and gives her the necessary instructions.

The head maid nods, her eyes twinkling with understanding, after finishing up with the head maid, Yn decides to take a walk outside, she walks through the gardens, thinking about her mother.

Yn makes her way to her mother. She sees her mother in the kitchen washing dishes.

"The girl is confused between the affections of love and respect, let's help her find what's the reality." - Mafia Girl