JEON JUNGKOOK

27. A plan

The night had been long, and everyone had eventually retired to their rooms in Jungkook's mansion. The next morning, the sun filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the grand residence. The BTS members gathered for breakfast in the dining room, the atmosphere relaxed and light-hearted.

Y/N joined them, her steps hesitant but her smile polite. She felt a mixture of exhaustion and relief from having navigated the previous day's challenges. Jungkook was already seated at the head of the table, his presence commanding as always.

Just as everyone began to dig into their breakfast, the front door opened, and to everyone's surprise, Mrs. Jeon walked in. She was dressed elegantly, a warm smile on her face.

"Mother?" Jungkook stood up, surprise evident in his voice. "What a surprise!"

Mrs. Jeon walked over to her son, giving him a hug. "I was feeling very lonely in that big mansion after you all left, so I thought I'd stay here for a few days. If that's alright with you, of course."

Jungkook's surprise turned into a smile. "Of course, it's alright. You're always welcome here."

The rest of the members greeted her warmly, all smiling and agreeing with Jungkook. Y/N managed a small, genuine smile, feeling a strange sense of relief at Mrs. Jeon's presence. There was something about her that made Y/N feel a bit more at ease.

As they all sat down to continue breakfast, Mrs. Jeon took a seat next to Y/N. She engaged everyone in conversation, her warmth and charm making the atmosphere even more comfortable. Y/N noticed how attentive Mrs. Jeon was towards her, asking her questions and making her feel included.

Later in the day, as the group dispersed to go about their activities, Mrs. Jeon found a moment alone with Y/N in the garden. She gently guided Y/N to a secluded bench, away from the watchful eyes of the others.

"Y/N," she began softly, her eyes full of concern, "I wanted to talk to you privately."

Y/N looked at her, confusion and curiosity mingling in her gaze. "Yes, Mother Jeon?"

Mrs. Jeon took a deep breath, her expression serious yet comforting. "Suga told me everything, dear. About what's really been happening and how you're feeling."

Y/N's eyes widened in shock and fear. She opened her mouth to speak, but Mrs. Jeon gently placed a hand on hers.

"It's alright," Mrs. Jeon reassured her. "You don't have to pretend with me. I'm here to help you, to make sure you're okay."

Tears welled up in Y/N's eyes, a mix of relief and overwhelming emotion. "Thank you," she whispered, her voice choked with gratitude. "I didn't know what to do."

Mrs. Jeon hugged her, holding her close. "You're not alone, Y/N. I promise I'll do everything I can to help you."

They sat there for a while, Y/N finding peace in Mrs. Jeon's embrace. For the first time in a long while, she felt a glimmer of hope that maybe, just maybe, things could change.

She knew it wouldn't be easy, but she was determined to protect Y/N, just as any mother would protect her child.

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The next night, the mansion was cloaked in a heavy silence. Y/N stood on the balcony, the cool breeze brushing against her skin as she gazed out into the dark expanse. Sleep eluded her as her mind raced with thoughts of escape and freedom. She hugged herself tightly, trying to find comfort in the solitude.

A soft voice interrupted her reverie. "What happened, my dear? You’re not sleepy yet?" Mrs. Jeon stepped onto the balcony, her presence bringing a sense of calm.

Y/N turned to face her, shaking her head. "No, Mother Jeon. I can’t seem to fall asleep." Her eyes betrayed the turmoil within.

Mrs. Jeon approached her, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder. "I understand, sweetheart. But we must stay strong. I have a plan, so don’t worry. Just stay relaxed and, most importantly, don't let Jeon find out, okay?"

Y/N nodded, her eyes wide with a mixture of hope and fear. "I trust you, Mother Jeon."

Mrs. Jeon gave her a reassuring smile. "Good. Now, try to get some rest. We need to be ready for when the time comes."

Y/N nodded again, her heart feeling a sliver of hope as she made her way back to her room. As she lay in bed, her mind began to settle, the promise of a plan giving her the strength to close her eyes and drift off to sleep.

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On the other side of the mansion, Suga was deep in thought, meticulously planning every detail. The weight of responsibility pressed heavily on his shoulders, but he was determined to see it through. He knew that Mrs. Jeon was relying on him, but he hadn’t shared the specifics of his plan with her yet.

Mrs. Jeon, anxious and restless, approached Suga once more. “Suga, you have to tell me what the plan is. I need to know how we’re going to help Y/N.”

Suga glanced up, his eyes sharp and focused. “Mother, I understand your concern, but please, just trust me. I have everything under control.”

Mrs. Jeon tried again, her voice soft but insistent. “I need to be sure, Suga. We can’t afford any mistakes. Y/N’s life is at stake.”

Suga sighed, running a hand through his hair. “I know, Mother. Believe me, I do. But for now, the less you know, the safer you’ll be. Just trust me, please.”

Mrs. Jeon frowned but saw the determination in his eyes. Reluctantly, she nodded. “Alright, Suga. I trust you. Just… be careful.”

Suga gave her a small, reassuring smile. “I will, Mother. I promise.” He watched as she walked away, feeling the weight of her trust on his shoulders. He knew he couldn’t fail—not with so much at stake.

He turned back to his plans, determined to ensure that everything would go off without a hitch.

To be continued...