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playιng: [Why don't you stay(world tour version)] - [Jeff Satur]
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'Cause I wanna stay on your side
Even if the world come crashing down tonight, we'll be fine
Hold me close and we'll just leave it all behind
Why don't you stay
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note : New characters ahead, can you make a guess who they are??
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The next morning, Jungkook wakes up late, the remnants of last night still clinging to him. His cheeks are tear-stained, evidence of the painful memories that haunted him in his sleep. Dreams of those lonely nights, of feeling abandoned and lost, had crept back in, making him toss and turn until dawn. He sighs, rubbing his tired eyes as he forces himself out of bed, feeling drained before the day has even begun.
After freshening up, he makes his way to the kitchen, dragging his feet. The house feels quiet, the kind of stillness that amplifies his thoughts. Miss Lee, the cook, is already bustling around, preparing breakfast. She looks up and smiles warmly when she sees him. "Good morning, Mr. Kim," she says, her voice cheerful.
Jungkook's body tenses immediately, the title grating on his nerves. He clenches his jaw before responding, his tone sharp. "I told you not to call me that. Don't-just don't." His voice is laced with frustration, the sting of yesterday's events still fresh in his mind.
Miss Lee's smile falters, and she quickly nods, sensing the tension in his voice. "I'm sorry, Jungkook-ssi," she says softly, adjusting her tone.
Jungkook nods curtly, trying to shake off the uncomfortable feeling, and sits down at the table. He eats his breakfast in silence, the food tasteless in his mouth. His mind is elsewhere, preoccupied with thoughts of the previous night's chaos. He picks up his phone, scrolling through notifications, his heart racing slightly as he checks for any fallout from the after-party incident. There's nothing-no news, no scandals, just an eerie calm.
He doesn't know that it's all thanks to Taehyung. Taehyung's influence had ensured that no word of the altercation got out. Most of the influential people who witnessed the scene chose to turn a blind eye, unwilling to provoke Taehyung's wrath. Those less powerful had kept quiet, intimidated by the display of authority Taehyung had shown.
Jungkook sighs in relief, he opens his messages, seeing several from his assistant, Mina. One message catches his attention, urging him to check his email urgently.
Mina's Message:
Jungkook-ssi, you have a few personal offers that came in after the show. I think you'll be surprised-please check them as soon as you can!
Curious, Jungkook opens his email and starts scrolling through the offers. To his surprise, they're not just film roles; multiple entertainment companies are reaching out to him, eager to sign him under their label. His eyes widen as he skims through the details. These weren't just movie deals-they were long-term contracts, the kind that could catapult his career even further.
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Reluctant Hearts ✔️
Fanfiction"Once bound by love, then torn apart by heartbreak, fate weaves their paths together again-for a union born of duty, but haunted by the ghosts of their past." Seven years after a bitter breakup that severed their unbreakable bond, powerful business...
