From Reluctance to Desire: A Mafia Story [JJK]

✨RAINFALL AND HEARTFELT KISSES✨

Y/N POV:

The next morning, I woke up feeling different.

A warm, content feeling still lingered from the previous day—the beach, the laughter, the way I fought alongside Jungkook, proving that I wasn't just some helpless woman in his life. I had his back, just like he had mine. And then, the late movie night... cuddled up beside him, feeling safe, warm, his.

I stretched lazily, reaching over, only to find Jungkook's side of the bed empty.

Of course.

The mafia world didn't rest, even for him.

But that was fine.

I had spent the day helping Hana with household chores, keeping myself busy while waiting for Jungkook to return. Time passed, the house slowly growing quieter as everyone left for the night, leaving me alone with my thoughts.

That was when the rain started.

Soft at first, a gentle drizzle tapping against the windows like a whispered melody. I curled up on the couch, pulling my knees to my chest as I watched the raindrops race down the glass, my breath fogging the surface slightly.

It was peaceful. Cozy. But something inside me ached.

Then, finally—

The door creaked open.

I turned, my lips instantly curling into a small smile. "Hey."

Jungkook stepped inside, his dark eyes finding mine immediately. He was dressed in his usual all-black outfit, a few strands of hair falling over his forehead. He looked tired but as sharp as ever.

"Hey," he murmured, slipping off his jacket. "Did you eat?"

I nodded. "I waited for you."

His lips twitched slightly at that before he walked into the kitchen, warming up our dinner. We sat at the dining table, the atmosphere quiet but comfortable. He didn't say much about his work—he never did. And I never pushed him for details.

After dinner, we settled back on the couch. I hesitated before speaking, a soft nostalgia tugging at my heart.

"Jungkook," I said, breaking the silence.

He glanced at me. "What's up?"

I exhaled, playing with the hem of my sweater. "I've always wanted to dance in the rain."

His brows lifted slightly. "Really?"

I nodded, a small chuckle escaping. "My mom never let me. Said it was dangerous."

He smirked, leaning back against the couch. "Did you ever do it anyway?"

I grinned. "Once. Snuck out with my friends. It was amazing—until my mom caught me."

Jungkook chuckled. "Bet she was pissed."

"Oh, beyond pissed. I was grounded for weeks."

His expression softened, and suddenly, he nodded toward the open patio doors where the rain was still falling steadily. "You can dance now."

My heart leaped. "You mean it?"

He shrugged. "It's just rain."

That was all the encouragement I needed.

I practically bolted outside, laughing as the cool droplets hit my skin. The world around me blurred, turning into nothing but the sound of rain, the cool breeze, and the way my heart soared.