Not Yours || Jungkook FF || Mafia×Reader

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"She was scared of Mrs. Jeon Park Y/n."

"You mean she was scared of someone who is a Jeon or a Park." Y/n said with a straight face trying her best to hide the fact that being addressed as either of the two wasn't something she was a fan of.

"Or maybe someone who is both." The old woman said with a soft smile.

"Just because I am the sister of Park Jimin and married to Jeon Jungkook, it doesn't mean I am anywhere similar to them. Just having ties with the two doesn't make me one of them too." Y/n said with a stern look.

"Ofcourse it doesn't." The lady kept smiling. "But not everyone can understand that. Not everyone can tell what your heart is like, unless you show it to them." The old started walking towards the kitchen area.

"I have no intentions of showing my heart to anyone." Y/n mumbled under her breath but the old lady had sharp ears for her age.

"Then you shouldn't be offended on other people's perspective on you." The old lady said without a smile this time. The expressions on her face showing her unhappiness on Y/n's words.

"I am not offended." Y/n answered immediately but the lady just kept staring at her, giving her a chance to come clean for once. "Or maybe I am a little." Y/n hid hers eyes from her seeing how the lady could see through her easily. "But more than that, I am kind of--"

"Hurt." The lady completed for her. Y/n didn't utter a word neither showed any reaction. Y/n didn't want a person, whom she saw for the first time in her life just a few moments ago, to know that she was hurt. She didn't know what she was going to say when she started, but it definitely wasn't going to be hurt. Even if she was actually hurt.

"Kids these days." The old day sighed. "They don't want others to have wrong idea about them or misinterpret their actions. But they also won't clarify themselves. They act like they don't care what others think about them. But they get offended and hurt when someone gets a wrong idea about them." The last words were pointed directly towards Y/n. "Madam Y/n. Not everyone in this world is a mind reader, who can tell what you are thinking and who you actually are, just by looking at you. There are more dense people in this world than understanding ones. If you don't wanna be misunderstood all the time, then you need to speak up sometimes."

Y/n was still processing the way this old lady feeded her an advice as if Y/n was a kid who needed to learn a lot of life lessons, when the woman turned around and again started walking towards the kitchen.

"What would you like to have for your breakfast?" The lady asked halfway to the kitchen.

"Sorry?" Y/n asked in confusion.

"I asked what you would like to have for breakfast. Madam Y/n." The old lady put more pressure on the word Madam.

"I am not here for breakfast." Y/n answered annoyed at her tone.

"Then what were you doing in the dining area this early in the morning?" Y/n opened her mouth but the lady didn't let her speak. "Don't tell me you are here for a morning walk." She looked Y/n up and down. "Dressed like that."

"Mrs. Hong--"

"And even if you are up for a walk, despite your looks, then this place isn't idle for it. Jeon Baba has a big lawn where you can stroll amidst the beauty of the nature. You should check out the garden and the backyard too. They will also suit your taste."

"I was looking for Mr. Han." Y/n spoke up before the lady gives her another piece of unwanted advice.

"Han Suk-won?" The old lady raised her eyebrows.

"I was hoping if he could show me around the house. So that I don't get lost the next time I am supposed to commute around it alone."

"You got lost while finding your way to the dining area? That too from your room?" The old lady asked with confused eyes.