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POV: Y/N As I walked into the office, my mind couldn't help but drift back to the incident with Rose. I still couldn't believe how Jungkook had stood up for me, his voice firm and unwavering. It was as if he had been a wall shielding me from the storm.
And then there was the time I had called him "husband" in front of rose.expecting him to correct me. But to my surprise, he had simply smiled and let it slide.
Was there something between us? Or was I just imagining things? I had tried to push those thoughts aside, but they kept creeping back into my mind. I couldn't deny that I felt a strange sense of connection to Jungkook, a warmth that I had never experienced before.
I couldn't help but smile as I thought about Jungkook. He was so kind, so caring, and so... mysterious. There was something about him that intrigued me, something that made me want to know more.
As I sat at my desk, I couldn't shake the feeling that I was falling for him. It was a scary thought, but it was also exhilarating. I had never felt this way about anyone before, and I didn't know how to handle it.
I decided to focus on my work for now. Maybe if I kept busy, I wouldn't have time to think about my feelings. But as the day went on, I found myself thinking about Jungkook more and more. It was as if he was always on my mind.
I knew I needed to talk to someone about this, but I wasn't sure who. I couldn't confide in my friends or family, not yet. For now, I would just have to keep my feelings to myself.
Just as I was lost in thought, a young man approached my desk. He had dark hair and a friendly smile. "Excuse me," he said, "are you Y/N?"
I nodded, a bit confused. "Yes, that's me. Can I help you?"
"I'm from the marketing department," he explained. "My name is kai. I was wondering if you could spare a few minutes to talk about a new project?" I hesitated for a moment, but then I agreed. "Sure, I can do that."
As we began to discuss the project, my mind was still racing. I couldn't shake the feeling that I was being pulled in two different directions. On the one hand, I was excited about the new project. On the other hand, I couldn't stop thinking about Jungkook.
I knew I needed to figure things out soon. But for now, I would focus on the task at hand.
As I continued my conversation with Kai, I couldn't help but feel a sense of relief. Talking to someone else had helped to take my mind off of Jungkook for a while. Kai was a pleasant young man, and he seemed genuinely interested in the project.
As we finished our meeting, I thanked Kai and returned to my desk. As I sat there, staring out the window, I couldn't shake the feeling that something was missing. I missed the way Jungkook looked at me, the way he made me feel.
I knew I needed to talk to him, to tell him how I felt. But I was scared. What if he didn't feel the same way? What if I ruined everything?
With a deep breath, I decided to take a chance. I would find a way to talk to Jungkook, no matter what.
Suddenly my phone ring it's "Jungkook"
My heart pounded as I picked up the phone. When I heard Jungkook's voice, I couldn't help but blush. His tone was cold and rude, and it caught me off guard.
"Yes, boss?" I replied, trying to sound calm.
"Come to my office, Ms. Kim," he said, before hanging up.
I stared at the phone, feeling a mix of confusion and dread. What had I done wrong? I had been so careful to avoid any misunderstandings with him.
With a heavy heart, I got up from my desk and headed towards Jungkook's office. As I walked down the hallway, I couldn't shake the feeling that I was about to face a reckoning.
As I entered Jungkook's office, I was met with a cold stare. He was sitting behind his desk, his arms crossed. "What were you doing with Kai?" he asked, his voice laced with accusation.
I was taken aback by his sudden hostility. "We were just discussing a project," I replied, trying to stay calm. "A project, huh?" Jungkook scoffed. "Or were you flirting with him?"
I felt a surge of anger. "Jungkook, that's ridiculous. I was not flirting with him."
Jungkook stood up and leaned over his desk. "Don't lie to me, Y/N. I saw the way you were looking at him."
I was shocked. Had Jungkook really been watching me? "You were watching me?" I asked, incredulous.
Jungkook nodded. "I was. And I don't like it."
I felt my heart race. Could it be that Jungkook was jealous? The thought was both thrilling and terrifying.
"Why do you care?" I asked, trying to sound nonchalant.
Jungkook hesitated for a moment, then he admitted, "Because I... I like you, Y/N." But as soon as the words were out of my mouth, I regretted them. I wasn't ready to confess my feelings. "I mean, I like you as a friend," I quickly added. "That's all."
Y/N's face fell. "Oh," she said, her voice disappointed.
I felt a pang of guilt, but I couldn't bring myself to tell her the truth. I knew that if I did, I would be risking everything.
Suddenly Jungkook come close to y/n
POV: Y/N
Jungkook's sudden closeness caught me off guard. His warm breath tickled my ear as he whispered, "You are mine. Don't go to other boys. Now go." My heart raced as I tried to process what he had just said. Was he really claiming me as his? I felt a mix of excitement and fear.
"What do you mean?" I asked, my voice barely a whisper.
Jungkook didn't answer. He simply turned and walked away, leaving me standing there, stunned.
I couldn't believe what had just happened. Jungkook had confessed his feelings for me, and he had claimed me as his. It was a lot to take in.
As I watched him walk away, I couldn't help but smile. For the first time in my life, I felt truly loved and desired. And I knew that I would do anything to keep Jungkook in my life.
POV: Jungkook
As I walked away from Y/N, I couldn't shake the feeling of satisfaction that washed over me. I had finally done it. I had indirectly confessed my feelings for her.
I knew it wasn't the most romantic way to confess, but I was too scared to say it outright. I was afraid of rejection, of being laughed at.
But now that I had done it, I felt a sense of relief. I had finally gotten my feelings off my chest.
As I continued walking, I couldn't help but smile. I couldn't wait to see how Y/N would react when she realized what I had meant.
