"I'm not yours." You tried to tell him. You tried to tell him every single day, but his response was always the same.
A slight tilt of the head- that of a curious child- coupled with a downward curl of his lips as he frowned at your statement. "I don't understand," He'd lie, "We're dating, of course you're mine's not a , silly."
It never worked. Time and time again you'd try to explain to him that what he was doing was wrong, that you weren't dating. It was all in his head. But Jungkook simply refused to admit it. According to him you'd been dating since the day he first heard you sing. It didn't matter that you hadn't met him then, he 'saw your hints'.
Honestly, you were terrified of him. How were you supposed to deal with a man who refuses to accept anything but his crazy delusions. Hell, he'd even forced you into letting him stay at your house, because 'that's what all couples do'. Knowing by then exactly what horrors he was capable of, you were too scared to deny him.
"Princess!" Your fan cooed, curling up against you with his head propped on your shoulder- just like all couples do, right? Wrong. If he really thought you were a happy couple, then he wouldn't have his hands wrapped around your wrists, and you wouldn't be shaking. God, you wanted to leave so badly. If you could just stand up, then maybe-
Jungkook paused, frowning, "You're cold? Your shaking!" He took a moment to think, his eyes lighting up excitedly as he seemed to come to a conclusion. He swung his legs over yours, successfully trapping you in a straddle. A slow, satisfied grin spread across his face, "Ahh, isn't this nice?"
You couldn't bring yourself to say anything, knowing your voice would betray you. Jungkook always got angry when you 'pretended' to be scared or upset. Instead, you settled for a whimper, hoping that somehow, he'd get the message and let you go. If not completely, then he could at least give you space.
It seemed to have the opposite reaction to what you desired. You were supposed to calm him down, make him happy enough that he'd release you.
"You know, while I've got you here, I have a few questions." He began, a scowl gracing his features. "I thought we had a rule about the pictures you post, so it confused me when I saw your latest post. I don't remember checking that one. Care to explain it to me?"
You gulped. How could you be so stupid? "I-...I'm sorry! I forgot! I swear, it won't happen again!" He nodded once. "Is...is that all?"
The smile on his face dropped instantly.
"No. Another problem. You got a text earlier today...apparently, you're meant to be working on your new album in..." Jungkook turned his head, glancing at the clock behind him, "Ten minutes-"
You swear your eyes almost burst out their sockets, your panic overriding any sensical thoughts you could've had. "Ten minutes?! For fuck's sake, Jungkook, you have to let me go! I'm already late! And I'm in enough trouble from last time! You know you're not allowed to come into the studio!"
He didn't move at all. Hell, he might've even pressed harder against you, making escape impossible. "See, princess? This is why I didn't tell you. You've got all panicked, and for what? Late to your little rendezvous with that other bastard? I know you're collaborating. Well, you were. I've been thinking recently, Y/n, and I think you should quit your job."
You forced yourself to calm down, slowing your breathing to a more regulated pace. "Jungkook, if i didn't have this job, you wouldn't have met me."
For a moment, you thought it had worked, you thought you'd finally found something to calm the fan's raging jealousy. But, as usual, Jungkook couldn't accept anything other than his delusions.
"Princess, we're destined to be. If you weren't an idol, then there wouldn't be any hindrances to our relationship. Also, I fell for you- what if someone else does too? What if they already have? I can't let you keep tempting them like this. Your beautiful voice should be for me and me alone. You're quitting."
