ep 4 ( Instant Chaos)
jeon jungkook
“Well, that’s one way to keep the night interesting.”
Y/N
(glaring): “Don’t. Even. Start.”
jeon jungkook
(grabbed a napkin, handing it to her) “Here, try not to kill anyone with that death glare.”
Y/N
(snatched the napkin, muttering under her breath) “I hope your tie catches fire.”
jeon jungkook
(grinning): “Touché.”
The parents rushed over, flustered, while the guests whispered amongst themselves. Jin and the rest of the crew, standing in the corner, exchanged knowing looks.
taehyung
“Called it. Drama queen moment.”
jin
“Pay up, everyone. Y/N never disappoints.”
yoongi
“Worth every penny.”
Later that night, after the party had died down, Y/N sat alone on a bench in the garden, the champagne stain still faintly visible on her dress. The evening had been exhausting, and the weight of the situation finally settled in. She let out a frustrated sigh.
To her surprise, Jungkook appeared, jacket slung over his shoulder. He didn’t say anything at first, just sat down beside her.
Y/N
“What, here to gloat some more?”
jeon jungkook
Actually, no. I just wanted some air.”
They sat in silence for a moment, the tension between them softening. Jungkook broke it first.
jeon jungkook
“Look, I get it. You didn’t sign up for this, and neither did I. But maybe... we don’t have to make it worse for each other.”
Y/N
(Turned to him, surprised) “Is that your way of calling a truce?”
jeon jungkook
“Temporary ceasefire. For survival’s sake.”
Y/N
(Hesitated before nodding). “Fine. But if you start with the smug comments again, I’m out.”
jeon jungkook
(Smirked) “Noted.”
As they sat together under the moonlight, something shifted. It wasn’t much—just a tiny crack in their defenses. But it was enough to plant the seed of something neither of them expected: understanding.
The Jeon mansion was quiet the next morning, the previous night’s chaos lingering like the faint hum of a hangover. Y/N groaned as she sat on the edge of her bed, staring at the stained ballgown thrown unceremoniously over a chair.
Y/N
(to herself): “Great. First my dignity, now my dry-cleaning bill.”
A knock interrupted her thoughts. Jin strolled in, coffee in hand and a grin that screamed trouble.
jin
“Morning, Cinderella. Did the fairy godmother help you get those champagne stains out?”
Y/N
“The fairy godmother would have let me skip this party in the first place.”
jin
“Well, lucky for you, Prince Charming seemed very invested in that garden chat last night.”
Y/N
(narrowing her eyes): “First of all, don’t call him that. Second, it wasn’t a chat—it was more like mutually agreed-upon suffering.”
jin
“Mmm, sure. That’s why he looked at you like a brooding poet under the moonlight.”
As jin laughed his way out of the room, Y/N buried her face in her hands, willing to forget the strangely peaceful moment she’d shared with Jungkook
Comments
rrrrrrrr....
loving Jin's character/Curse/
2024-12-22
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rrrrrrrr....
loving it
2024-12-22
1