As the evening went on, Yn and Jungkook sat together on the couch, with Jisung comfortably asleep in a cradle beside them. Jungkook watched Yn with a quiet intensity as she spoke, her voice gentle and warm as she told him stories about her life and family. He found himself hanging on every word, each detail she shared only deepening his obsession.
"You're really close with your family," Jungkook murmured, his eyes never leaving her face. He felt a sharp pang of jealousy at the thought of anyone else being a part of her world, even her family.
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"Yeah, they're everything to me," Yn replied, smiling as she glanced over at Jisung, the faintest hint of a blush coloring her cheeks under Jungkook's intense gaze. "I don't know what I'd do without them."
Jungkook’s jaw tightened, but he forced a smile, hiding the darkness creeping into his thoughts. He wanted her world to revolve around him, only him. The thought of anyone else holding her attention—even her family—made his blood run hot.
"Well, you're lucky," he said quietly, reaching out to tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear. His fingers lingered there, his gaze darkening as he stared at her. "But... you know, sometimes it's good to have someone special close by. Someone who can be there for you every day. You shouldn’t have to rely on others for everything."
Yn laughed softly, misinterpreting his meaning. "Are you saying you’re volunteering for the job of my permanent babysitter, Jungkook?" she teased, nudging his shoulder playfully.
But Jungkook’s expression didn’t shift. He stared at her, his eyes so intense that Yn felt a shiver run down her spine. There was something in his gaze, a possessiveness she hadn’t noticed before.
“Maybe I am,” he said softly, his voice low and almost dangerous. “Maybe I’d rather be the one you turn to… for everything.”
Yn blinked, surprised by the shift in his tone. She chuckled nervously, trying to brush off the tension she felt growing between them. "Well, I appreciate that, but... I don't want to burden anyone. I mean, we’re still getting to know each other, right?"
Jungkook’s gaze didn’t waver. "I don’t mind it. In fact," he leaned a bit closer, his voice barely above a whisper, "I’d prefer it."
The atmosphere in the room felt heavier now, and Yn’s heart raced, a mixture of intrigue and apprehension filling her. She couldn’t deny the magnetism between them, but something about the way he looked at her made her feel vulnerable, almost trapped.
"Jungkook, you’re being… intense," she managed to say, her voice slightly shaky as she met his unwavering gaze.
He smirked, leaning back slightly, though his eyes remained fixed on her. "Can’t help it," he replied, his tone smooth but laced with an edge. "You bring out that side of me, Yn."
Before she could respond, Jisung stirred in his sleep, letting out a small whimper. Yn quickly turned her attention to the baby, reaching over to soothe him. But Jungkook didn’t move, his gaze dark as he watched her cradle her nephew with such tenderness.
Watching her like this, holding a child, looking so soft and maternal… it made something snap inside him. He wanted that softness, that gentleness, all for himself. He couldn’t shake the thought, couldn’t stop the intense urge to make her his—completely, irrevocably his.
"Yn," he murmured, his voice almost a growl. She looked up at him, startled, and he felt a surge of satisfaction at the confusion in her eyes. He wanted her to know, to understand the effect she had on him.
"Jungkook, are you… okay?" she asked, her voice laced with concern.
He took a deep breath, forcing a smile to mask the storm inside him. "Yeah," he replied softly. "Just… thinking."
"What about?" she asked, smiling, trying to lighten the mood.
Jungkook’s eyes met hers, and the intensity in his gaze made her feel as though he was looking into her very soul. "How lucky I am," he said finally, his voice soft but filled with a possessive undertone. "To be here with you. And how… I don’t ever want that to change."
Yn’s smile faltered slightly as his words sank in, but she pushed aside the strange feeling in her gut. Maybe it was just her imagination. Jungkook was intense, sure, but he was also caring, and she couldn’t deny how he made her feel, how drawn she was to him.
Little did she know, Jungkook had already made up his mind. He wasn’t going to let her slip away—not now, not ever. He was willing to do whatever it took to make her his, even if it meant crossing lines she’d never imagine.
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