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"I've been living with a stranger since for ever.. Jungkook. The only person in my entire life that knows all about me and so do I... The only person I can trust, for sure. Jungkook, Thank you for doing your job, on taking care of me....."
When I was born, I was left with just a dad. After my mom gave birth to me... She left us, moving onto the next world. Dad worked hard, trying to make excuses, telling me mom was on vocation... But it didn't work....
years past, knowing mom would never come back... (age; 4) Dad and I would call each other 'Gum-Buds' (Cause we would do everything together, not separative.) At age 4, dad found out he had Coronary Artery.(Ischemic Heart Disease) He never told me and was afraid to die in front of my eyes...
Dad brought me to grandpa's house, knowing that he wouldn't live for ever...
Two years past, after the death of my dad.(age;6 and a half) I cried and cried, thinking when dad would come back... Never knowing what happened to him..
at that year, one day, (age;6 and half)A boy entered the house... A bright smile on his face. Bunny teeth... Grandpa hugged him with a smile. I, was jealous...
The boy introduced himself..
"Hello..."I crossed my arms and gave him a disgusted look...
"Ew."
A week past.. He offered his snacks. I refused. A month past.. He shared his toys. I denied. A year past.. And we finally got along....
Until, the day came.. For our grandpa's last day. I ended up losing him while we were at school. We knew this day would come, but not during school days. We prepared a funeral for him and after that, no one talked to me or Jungkook. No one in my family took care of me or Jungkook. So we lived our lives alone and worked hard together. We somehow still live together.. But he asked me a question that I thought he would never ask me...
"Y/n."
Jungkook turned to you.
"What are we..?"
BOOK #3
He's like a storm-unpredictable and dangerous.
I knew he was a sick bastard when he smiled after I hit him the first time.
Annoying and obsessive, that's what he is.
I sensed it early on, but I didn't realize just how deep it ran until his obsession latched onto me.
Until I became the center of his world. Until he started flashing that smug, crooked smile my way.
But we can't... we're not supposed to be together.
We're polar opposites-existing in the same world, but never meant to collide.
Yet, he's ready to tear down everything for me.
But it's not that simple. My brothers are monsters. They'll kill him.
And still, he doesn't care.
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Glasses perched on his nose, calm and collected.
Exactly my type.
I knew he was meant to be mine the moment our eyes locked, that intense gaze pulling me in.
And I'll have him, no matter what it takes-by any means necessary, even if it costs me everything. I want to hold him in my arms, kiss him until neither of us can breathe.
But why is it so hard? Why does the world push back so fiercely when it comes to him and me?
I want him. And I will have him.