Our Illicit love

CHAPTER 8

No one's POV:-

Time skip (to the end of the university)

Y/n exited the university premises and walked toward the nearby bus stand, where Jungkook would pick her up. She waited for him to arrive with his car.

As she stood there, a classmate, Ro-woon, approached her. He was also waiting for his bus.

Ro-woon: Hey, Y/n. Waiting for your ride?

Ro-woon was a nice guy, and Y/n occasionally talked with him when she needed something, like missed notes. They weren't close friends, but they weren't strangers either.

Y/n: Yeah.

She replied with a smile, and they began chatting about classes. While they talked, Y/n noticed a black car parked a little distance away. She recognized it immediately-it was Jungkook's car.

Jungkook arrived but hesitated to approach upon seeing Ro-woon at the bus stop. He decided to wait patiently until Ro-woon left.

Ro-woon noticed the car as well and commented,

Ro-woon: Isn't that Mr. Jeon's car?

He pointed toward the car, and Y/n felt a twinge of anxiety, knowing Jungkook was waiting for her.

Y/n: Yeah, it seems like it.

She tried to keep her tone casual, not wanting to arouse suspicion.

Ro-woon: Is he waiting for someone, or... could he be waiting for you?

He asked, raising an eyebrow. He had noticed on several occasions the way their professor and Y/n looked at each other.

Y/n: Ye- I mean, n-no. Why would he be waiting for me?

Y/n stuttered slightly, trying to dismiss the idea. Ro-woon looked at her thoughtfully.

Ro-woon: Well, maybe not. But I've noticed the way he looks at you sometimes, like there's something more.

Y/n: No, it's nothing. You're being ridiculous.

Ro-woon: Hope so.

Just then, the bus arrived. Ro-woon boarded but glanced back, noticing Y/n wasn't joining him.

Ro-woon: Hey, aren't you coming?

Y/n: Ah, I'm waiting for Jisoo. We'll take the next bus.

She lied smoothly, hoping Ro-woon wouldn't question it. He seemed to accept her explanation.

Ro-woon: Okay, see you tomorrow.

Y/n: Bye.

As the bus disappeared from view, Y/n took a deep breath, steeling herself for what was to come. She glanced around, ensuring no one else was nearby, then walked over to Jungkook's car. The tinted window rolled down, revealing his composed yet slightly concerned expression.

Jungkook: Are you okay?

Y/n nodded.

Y/n: Yeah, just a little nervous.

She opened the door and slid into the passenger seat, the soft leather cool against her skin. There was a charged silence between them as Jungkook started the engine and pulled away from the curb. The familiar hum of the car and the city lights whizzing seemed to amplify the tension.

Y/n: Thanks for picking me up.

Jungkook: Of course. I thought it would be easier this way...