𝑬𝑵𝑺𝑵𝑨𝑹𝑬𝑫 | JUNGKOOK

84. A Very Dangerous Mistake

Alba's POV

After the marathon of fittings and teasing, you finally made it through the night, your patience stretched thin but somehow still intact. You were exhausted, your muscles aching from moving, adjusting, and styling each of them, and now you found yourself sitting at a small, cramped table in a local fried chicken shop.

You looked around in disbelief, taking in the fluorescent lights, sticky menus, and the faint sound of K-pop playing from an ancient radio in the corner. "Seriously, guys?" you said, your voice incredulous as you glared at them. "This is how you repay me? I even entertained you all night!" You pouted, your frustration coming out in a half-hearted scowl. "You're literally billionaires, and this is where you decide to treat me?"

Jin, seated across from you, immediately put on a mock-offended expression, clutching his chest dramatically. "Oh, come on, Alba! Don't you know? This place has the best fried chicken in the entire city," he declared with a flourish, as if he were introducing you to a five-star restaurant.

Taehyung laughed, leaning forward, putting his arm on your shoulder as usual, with a relaxed grin. "Plus, the atmosphere is... charming," he added, his tone playful. "And you seemed like you needed a little charm in your life after tonight honey."

You shot him a playful glare as he leaned in closer, his arm draped over your shoulder like he owned the place. "Honey?" you repeated, eyebrows raised. "Really, Tae? You think you can sweet-talk me into liking this place?"

He chuckled, clearly enjoying himself. "Well, you've been dealing with us all night," he replied smoothly, his fingers giving your shoulder a light squeeze. "Figured you could use some extra charm to keep you from running out of here."

You snorted, trying to ignore the way your heart fluttered at his touch. "Charm won't get you out of this one," you quipped, though you couldn't hide the small smile tugging at your lips. "I think I deserve more than just fried chicken after tonight."

Jin, jumped back into the conversation. "Hey, this is more than just chicken, Alba," he protested, waving a piece of drumstick in the air like a scepter. "This is legendary. This is... divine. A gift to humankind!"

Namjoon laughed from his spot, clearly enjoying the banter. "He's not wrong, you know. This place is famous for a reason. Plus, we thought you'd appreciate the, uh... authentic experience," he added, smirking.

You rolled your eyes but couldn't help but laugh along with them. "Authentic, my ass. You all just wanted an excuse to eat junk food," you muttered.

Hobi leaned over, his grin wide. "Guilty as charged!" he said, raising his glass of soda. "But come on, admit that you're having fun."

Before you could respond, Taehyung gave you another playful nudge. "Besides, where else can you get this kind of quality time with us?" he teased, winking. "This is way better than some stuffy restaurant, right?"

You shook your head, pretending to be annoyed but secretly enjoying the playful energy. "If by quality time you mean listening to Jin's dad jokes and getting grease all over my clothes, then sure," you shot back.

He laughed, pulling you a little closer, his arm tightening around you in a way that was almost possessive. "Exactly," he whispered. "Besides, you love being surrounded by all this chaos. Don't even try to deny it."

You chuckled, he was right. "Maybe," you replied, meeting his gaze meeting. "Or maybe I just don't have a choice." You teased.

Jungkook, who had been quiet, finally spoke up. "If it's that bad, Alba, you can always come sit next to me," he said, his eyes narrowing slightly as he looked at Taehyung's arm around you.