Before Jimin could reply, his phone buzzed. He picked it up and opened the notification.
Doll: Guess what? My parents are dragging me to some chairman son's birthday party. Can you believe it?
For the first time in days, a faint smile tugged at Jimin's lips.
"Scribbler" quickly replied:
Scribbler: Oh no, that sounds tragic. You poor thing.
Jungkook noticed the change in his expression. "What's up, hyung?"
"She's coming to the party," Jimin said softly, his small smile tinged with sadness.
Jungkook grinned. "That's good, right?"
Jimin's smile faded. "She'll be upset if she sees me," he admitted, his voice heavy.
Jungkook's own cheerfulness dimmed as he saw the pain in Jimin's eyes. "Don't give up, hyung. Tonight might be your chance to make things right."
The party venue was grand, with glittering chandeliers and soft music setting an elegant tone. YN arrived with her parents, feeling out of place in the lavish setting. Her dress shimmered under the lights, but her mood was far from bright.
Across the room, Jimin stood with Jungkook and his family. He spotted YN the moment she entered, his heart skipping a beat. She looked breathtaking, but the guarded look on her face reminded him of the distance between them.
As the family entered the grand venue, YN's heart sank when she saw Jimin, standing with his parents, caught sight of her the moment she entered. His breath hitched, and for a moment, the noise around him faded.
"Stop staring," Jungkook teased, nudging him.
"I can't help it," Jimin muttered, his eyes glued to her.
The Lees approached the Parks, exchanging pleasantries.
Mr. Park: "Ah, Mr. and Mrs. Lee! Thank you for coming." He then turned his attention to YN. "And who might this lovely young lady be?"
Mr. Lee: "Our daughter, YN."
Mr. Park: "You have a beautiful daughter, Mr. Lee."
YN (shyly): "Thank you, Mr. Park."
"Happy birthday, Jimin," Mrs. Lee said.
YN's mother nudged her gently. "Muffin, wish him."
"Mom," YN whispered, mortified.
"Muffin?" Mr. Park said, chuckling. "What a sweet nickname. It suits you."
Jimin, unable to resist, chimed in, "Yeah, it's a pretty name."
YN glared at her mother before mumbling, "Happy birthday, Jimin."
"Thank you, Muffin," Jimin replied, his voice soft and teasing.
YN's eyes widened. He'd just called her that in front of everyone.
Mr. Park (laughing): "Don't tease her too much, Jimin."
"Jimin dad observed a small smile tugged in jimin lips which he didnt see from last few days."
Bora arrived just in time to rescue YN, pulling her aside. They joined Jungkook at a nearby table.
Jungkook: "YN! I didn't expect you here."
YN: "Trust me, neither did I."
They chatted casually, but YN's attention was divided as she texted Scribbler under the table.
YN (texting): Guess what? Mr. Arrogant turned out to be the Chairman's son.
Scribbler: That's tragic. Should I come rescue you?
YN: Not unless you have a time machine.
As the evening progressed, Ji-won made her dramatic entrance with family, clinging to Jimin's arm at every opportunity. YN tried to ignore the sight after sometime music started all the couples started dancing on, Ji-Won dragged Jimin on the ballroom floor. The atmosphere is lively, but Jimin's face is stoic, his eyes occasionally glancing toward YN.Ji-Won notices his distraction and smirks, leaning in slightly.
Ji-Won (playfully): "Still looking at her, huh? You're so predictable, Jimin."
Jimin (coldly): "Don't push your luck, Ji-Won."
Ji-Won (giggling softly): "Oh, come on. You're not seriously mad at me, are you? I'm just stating the obvious. Everyone knows you're hung up on her."
Jimin (tightening his grip on her hand slightly, voice low): "I'm warning you. Stay out of YN's life. Whatever game you're playing, it ends now."
Ji-Won (grinning brightly, her tone light but laced with venom): "Game? Oh, Jimin, you make it sound so dramatic. But let me tell you something..." (She leans closer, her lips near his ear, voice dropping to a whisper.) "You know I can ruin her in all possible ways, don't you?"
Jimin freezes mid-step, his expression shifting from anger to shock. His grip on her falters slightly before tightening again, his jaw clenching.
Jimin (through gritted teeth): "What did you just say?"
Meanwhile, Jungkook approached YN.
Jungkook: "May I have this dance?" YN (hesitating): "Do I have a choice?" Mrs. Lee (nodding): "Go on, Muffin. Have fun."
YN reluctantly took Jungkook's hand, and they began dancing.
Jungkook (smirking): "You should at least hear Jimin out, you know." YN: "Not now, Jungkook. Please." Jungkook: "Alright, alright. Let's just enjoy the dance."
Otherside:
Ji-Won pulling back, her smile widening as if she said something trivial "Relax, I'm just pointing out the facts. It wouldn't even be hard. A little whisper here, a little rumor there... her world would come crashing down. You know how these things work."
Jimin eyes narrowing, his voice dangerously low "Don't even think about it. If you lay a finger on her-if you so much as breathe her name-I swear you'll regret it."
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