JEON JUNGKOOK - "Ashes of Obsession"

26. mother jeon?

Night had fallen, and the Jeon mansion was alight with activity. Jungkook had decided to host a small gathering for the BTS members, a rare evening where they could relax and enjoy each other's company. The grand dining room was filled with laughter and chatter as the members shared stories and drinks.

But for Y/N, the night was another reminder of her captivity. She sat in a corner, trying to make herself as small and invisible as possible. Every laugh, every smile from the others only deepened her sense of isolation.

Jungkook was at the head of the table, his eyes occasionally flickering to Y/N, ensuring she remained in her place. The oppressive weight of his presence made it impossible for her to enjoy even a single moment.

As the evening wore on, Suga noticed Y/N's forlorn expression. Unlike the others, who were engrossed in their conversations, Suga had always been more observant, more sensitive to the emotions of those around him. He felt a pang of guilt and sorrow for Y/N. He despised the way Jungkook treated her and the helplessness in her eyes.

When Jungkook was distracted by a conversation with RM, Suga seized the opportunity. He quietly excused himself and approached Y/N, who was sitting on a sofa, staring blankly at the floor.

"Hey," he said softly, taking a seat beside her. "You okay?"

Y/N looked up, surprised to see a sympathetic face. She nodded, though her eyes told a different story.

Suga sighed, glancing around to ensure no one was watching. "I know it's hard," he whispered. "But you're not alone, okay? If you ever need to talk, I'm here."

Tears welled up in Y/N's eyes at the unexpected kindness. "Thank you," she whispered back, her voice trembling. "I just... I don't know how much more of this I can take."

Suga's heart ached for her. He had always liked Y/N, her strength, and her resilience, and it pained him to see her so broken. He despised the way Jungkook treated her, and he wished there was something he could do to change it.

"I'm sorry for everything you're going through," he said, his voice filled with genuine regret. "I'll try to help you as much as I can, even if it's just being here for you."

Y/N gave him a small, grateful smile. "That means a lot, Suga. Really."

Before they could say more, Jungkook's voice cut through the room. "Everyone, I have some news."

Suga quickly returned to his seat, and Y/N straightened up, her heart pounding with anxiety.

"We're going to visit my mother soon," Jungkook announced, a rare softness in his voice. "She's like a mother to all of us, and it's been a while since we've seen her. I want her to meet Y/N as well."

There were murmurs of agreement and excitement from the others, but Y/N felt a new wave of dread. Meeting Jungkook's mother meant another layer of scrutiny, another person to convince of her supposed willingness to stay.

Jungkook's eyes found hers across the room. "You'll like her, Y/N. She's very kind and caring."

Y/N nodded mechanically, though her mind was racing. She wondered what kind of person Jungkook's mother was and if she would be able to see through the facade of control and fear that bound her.

As the evening continued, Y/N felt a mix of emotions. Suga's kindness had given her a small glimmer of hope, but the looming visit to Jungkook's mother weighed heavily on her mind.

And in the quiet moments of the night, when the laughter and chatter died down, she allowed herself to dream of a life beyond the walls of the Jeon mansion, a life where she could be free and safe.

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Two days later, the convoy of ten luxurious cars made its way to Mrs. Jeon's mansion. The sight was imposing, a display of power and wealth that left onlookers in awe. Each car was sleek and black, exuding an aura of prestige and authority, with security details meticulously placed in every vehicle.

Y/N sat in the backseat of one of the cars, her heart pounding with anxiety. Jungkook's warning echoed in her mind: "Remember, Y/N, you tell my mother we love each other. If you say anything else, there will be consequences."

She had nodded, swallowing her fear. The thought of meeting Mrs. Jeon was intimidating enough without the added pressure of maintaining Jungkook's lie. She glanced out the window, the sprawling grounds of the Jeon estate coming into view. The mansion was grander than she could have imagined, its architecture reminiscent of old European palaces.

As the cars pulled to a stop in front of the mansion, the BTS members and their security details stepped out, their presence commanding. Jungkook offered his hand to Y/N, helping her out of the car. She forced a smile, trying to appear calm and composed.

Mrs. Jeon stood at the entrance, her elegant figure framed by the massive doors. She was a striking woman, her presence exuding warmth and authority. Her eyes lit up as she saw the group approaching.

"My boys," she greeted, her voice filled with affection. The BTS members responded warmly, hugging her one by one. When her eyes fell on Y/N, she smiled kindly. "And you must be Y/N. It's so nice to finally meet you."

Y/N forced another smile, her hands trembling slightly. "It's nice to meet you too, Mrs. Jeon."

"Please, call me Mother ," she said, taking Y/N's hands in hers. "Any friend of Jungkook's is family to me."

Jungkook stepped forward, his hand possessively resting on Y/N's shoulder. "Mother, Y/N and I are very close. She means a lot to me."

Mrs. Jeon's eyes softened. "I'm glad to hear that, Jungkook. It's important to have someone special in your life."

Y/N felt a pang of guilt but forced herself to nod. "Yes, we... we love each other very much."

Mrs. Jeon beamed. "That's wonderful. Come inside, everyone. I've prepared a special lunch for us."

They followed her into the mansion, the interior even more luxurious than the exterior. The walls were adorned with priceless art, and the furniture was a blend of classic and modern design, exuding both comfort and elegance.

Throughout the lunch, Mrs. Jeon was the perfect hostess, ensuring everyone felt at home. She engaged Y/N in conversation, asking about her interests and background. Y/N did her best to respond, all the while feeling Jungkook's eyes on her, a silent reminder of the consequences if she slipped up.

After lunch, they moved to the sitting room, where Mrs. Jeon and the BTS members continued to chat and reminisce. Jungkook stayed close to Y/N, his grip on her arm tightening whenever he felt she was getting too comfortable.

At one point, Mrs. Jeon took Y/N aside, her expression concerned. "Y/N, dear, are you truly happy with Jungkook? You seem a bit... tense."

Y/N's heart raced. She forced a bright smile, remembering Jungkook's warning. "I am, Mother Jeon. It's just... everything is so new and overwhelming. But Jungkook is wonderful, and I'm very happy with him."

Mrs. Jeon studied her for a moment, then nodded, satisfied. "I'm glad to hear that. You know, you can always come to me if you need anything."

"Thank you," Y/N replied, her voice sincere. "That means a lot."

As the day went on, Y/N managed to keep up the facade, but the strain was evident. Jungkook's possessiveness and the constant fear of saying the wrong thing weighed heavily on her. She longed for a moment of true freedom, but for now, she had to play her part.

As they prepared to leave, Mrs. Jeon hugged Y/N warmly. "Take care, dear. And remember, you're always welcome here."

Y/N nodded, returning the hug. "Thank you, Mother Jeon."

As they drove back to the Jeon mansion, Y/N leaned back in her seat, exhausted. Jungkook's hand rested on her thigh, a silent reminder of his control. She closed her eyes, vowing to stay strong. For now, she was trapped, but she held onto the hope that one day, she would find a way out.

To be continued...