Jungkook hovered over YN, his bare chest brushing against hers as they lay tangled in the sheets.
Her voice trembled, barely a whisper, "I... I'm your enemy." His gaze darkened, lips curling into a sly smirk as he leaned in even closer, his breath...
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MORNING 🌄 🌅
The soft rays of the morning sun filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow across the room.
YN lay peacefully asleep beside Jungkook, her body relaxed in the aftermath of the night they shared. Jungkook, still half-asleep, felt a vibration against his skin. With his eyes barely open, he reached for the phone on the nightstand, thinking it was his.
"Hello?" he answered groggily, not bothering to check the caller ID.
"YN?" a male voice questioned from the other end.
Jungkook froze for a second, recognizing the voice immediately. A slow smirk tugged at his lips as he glanced at the phone. It wasn’t his phone—it was YN’s. And the caller was none other than Taehyung. He held back a chuckle as the realization dawned on him.
"Oh, my brother-in-law. How are you?" Jungkook teased, his voice laced with amusement.
There was a pause on the other end. "What?" Taehyung’s voice sounded confused, irritation already building in his tone. "Brother-in-law? What are you talking about?"
Jungkook’s smirk widened. He turned his head to look at YN, her face soft and peaceful as she slept beside him, completely unaware of the conversation happening. "Yes, soon to be," Jungkook said confidently, his eyes full of mischief as he imagined Taehyung's reaction.
Taehyung’s voice sharpened. "Where’s YN?"
Jungkook leaned back into the pillows, completely unfazed by the question. He could hear Taehyung growing more frustrated, his voice rising on the other end of the line, but Jungkook remained calm, enjoying the moment too much to let it bother him.
"I’ll leave that a mystery for now," Jungkook replied smoothly, smirking as he cut the call, tossing the phone back onto the nightstand. He sighed contentedly, his gaze falling back on YN. She shifted slightly in her sleep, unaware of the brief exchange between the two men.
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AT KIM MANSION:🌅🌅
Taehyung sat at the dining table, his phone still in his hand, staring at it with a mix of irritation and confusion. His father, Mr. Kim, walked in and took a seat beside him, noticing the tense expression on Taehyung’s face.
"What’s going on?" Mr. Kim asked, his voice calm but perceptive.
Taehyung sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Nothing, Dad," he muttered, clearly frustrated but trying to hide it.
Mr. Kim eyed his son knowingly. "By the look on your face, I can tell something’s happened. They’re back together, aren’t they?"
Taehyung remained silent for a moment, staring at his plate. He wasn’t sure what to say. A part of him wanted to deny it, to believe that YN wasn’t getting close to Jungkook again. But another part of him knew the truth. Jungkook wasn’t someone who backed down easily, especially not when it came to YN.
"I don’t know if I can trust him," Taehyung finally admitted, his voice low and heavy with concern.
Mr. Kim placed a reassuring hand on Taehyung’s shoulder. "Don’t worry. Everything is going according to plan."
