Black Heart's || J.JK

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~NEXT DAY~

Jungkook entered the kitchen and walked to the bar chair. Sitting on it, he waited for the maid to bring his lunch and served it. He looked at his watch as he took the look around and frowned before he spoke up to the maid.

"Did Ma'am had her lunch?" He asked to the maid.

"She didn't. I took the lunch to her room but she refused to it and... She didn't have breakfast either sir." She informed and he stood up, pushing his plate away.

"She didn't have breakfast? Why didn't you inform me?" He asked.

"You weren't at home." She said looking down.

"I just went to the garage. Atleast one of you should have informed me." He scolded before looking at the watch as he sighed.

"We apologize, sir." She said.

"Don't be. Just give me the food tray. I will bring it to her." He said and the cook prepared him a tray.

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Her head was thrown back as she looked up at the painting hung on the wall that looked upside down to her. Her one hand was holding the lightened cigarette while the other was spread on the bed. The white loose shirt barely covered her shoulders, her body covered with blanket but her bare legs were visible.

"What a trip I am having?"

Y/N chuckled as she closed her eyes, taking a long puff. The knock on the door had a frown appeared on her forehead as she sighed thinking it was the maid again.

"I told you to not disturb me! Is it that hard?!" She shouted when there was no response but her eyes opened when she heard his voice.

"I brought your lunch, Ma'am." Jungkook's voice had her eyes opened and exhaled a smoke into a thin air as she saw the fumes getting vanished. She rolled her eyes as she turned her head to the side looking at the door.

"Go away." She said and closed her eyes again.

There was no response from the other side until she heard the door opening and the footsteps coming inside as she opened her eyes to see him standing in front of her with a tray of food. She sat up and turned her head to him, glaring at him.

"I told you to go away." She said, anger rising inside her as she remembered the last night.

"You need to eat. You didn't have breakfast either." He said and placed the tray on the side table, turning around to face her.

"Why not? You think you would tell me to eat and I will eat." She mocked as she moved to the edge of the bed, putting down her feet on the floor and her bare legs visible to his gaze.

"Don't take out your anger on the food." He said looking into her eyes when he noticed the change in her mood. He knew she was angry on what he did on yesterday's night.

"Don't you dare to tell me what to do." Her voice came out composed with anger.

"I am not." He said as he noticed her appearance. She still looked beautiful.

The way her long dark brown hair fell over her shoulders in waves and the way her eyes looked at him, he found her beautiful and it was too distracting for him.

She noticed his stare when he started walking to her until he stood in front of her. It happened unintentionally or not but he moved his hand and held her jaw in his tattooed hand as he moved her head up to make her look into his eyes.

Push him away Y/N, he played with you.

You are too obsessed with him. Push him away now and tell him to get lost.