Jungkook then smiled as he released himself from her, "I'm really sorry for what I did yesterday..." His voice seemed distant as he spoke. He was regretful, "That was wrong of me and I don't know what...
He started down the hallway, his other hand in his pocket, "Do you want to go somewhere tonight?" He looked at her, "To get your spirits up?" He gripped her hand tighter.
"Proceed." The King's voice rings out throughout the stiff air.
"Why are you crying?" His voice got lower and his facial features got softer as he reached out and wiped away her tears with his thumbs, "Did something happen?" He gave her a soft smile as he got clos...
"You do know it's almost midnight, right?" A familiar husky voice sounded from behind her.
Jungkook sighed as he still held her arm, "Give yourself more credit, alright? Being depressed and self-deprived gets you nowhere in life. " Y/N looked up at him as his tone got serious, "Hoseok and I...
Y/N sat at the bar where Taehyung was seated, "Making your friends breakfast." She then grabbed a book that was on the counter and opened it, starting to read it.
"Y/N! Who are you talking to?" His voice filled the air and Jungkook froze.
"Mr. Kim wouldn't even go that low." Rose scoffed, folding her arms, "He only has eyes for me." Y/N knew she was holding her head up high as she spoke.
Taehyung spoke first, "Did Jungkook take you in because your father beat you?" His voice was low.
"What's with that reaction? Do you think I'm ugly?" Taehyung spoke from behind her, you could hear him growling in a low breath. He gently walked forward, his feet barely making a sound.
When she got all her things out, she turned to him and nodded, "Hello, Mr. Namjoon, am I too early?" She had happiness in her deep brown eyes.
She bowed before him, "Jungkook.." Her voice broke as she spoke, cracking. She stayed bowed as she screamed, "I- I love you!"
"Dammit.." Y/N cried out as she closed her eyes, gripping the windowsill. She leaned on it, supporting her current dead weight that was weighing her feet down even more.
'That's all I want, then I leave you alone. I think that is a deal big enough since I'm usually very brutal with these things.'
Jungkook then smiled as he released himself from her, "I'm really sorry for what I did yesterday..." His voice seemed distant as he spoke. He was regretful, "That was wrong of me and I don't know what...
He started down the hallway, his other hand in his pocket, "Do you want to go somewhere tonight?" He looked at her, "To get your spirits up?" He gripped her hand tighter.
"Proceed." The King's voice rings out throughout the stiff air.
"Why are you crying?" His voice got lower and his facial features got softer as he reached out and wiped away her tears with his thumbs, "Did something happen?" He gave her a soft smile as he got clos...
"You do know it's almost midnight, right?" A familiar husky voice sounded from behind her.
Jungkook sighed as he still held her arm, "Give yourself more credit, alright? Being depressed and self-deprived gets you nowhere in life. " Y/N looked up at him as his tone got serious, "Hoseok and I...
Y/N sat at the bar where Taehyung was seated, "Making your friends breakfast." She then grabbed a book that was on the counter and opened it, starting to read it.
"Y/N! Who are you talking to?" His voice filled the air and Jungkook froze.
"Mr. Kim wouldn't even go that low." Rose scoffed, folding her arms, "He only has eyes for me." Y/N knew she was holding her head up high as she spoke.
Taehyung spoke first, "Did Jungkook take you in because your father beat you?" His voice was low.
"What's with that reaction? Do you think I'm ugly?" Taehyung spoke from behind her, you could hear him growling in a low breath. He gently walked forward, his feet barely making a sound.
When she got all her things out, she turned to him and nodded, "Hello, Mr. Namjoon, am I too early?" She had happiness in her deep brown eyes.
She bowed before him, "Jungkook.." Her voice broke as she spoke, cracking. She stayed bowed as she screamed, "I- I love you!"
"Dammit.." Y/N cried out as she closed her eyes, gripping the windowsill. She leaned on it, supporting her current dead weight that was weighing her feet down even more.
'That's all I want, then I leave you alone. I think that is a deal big enough since I'm usually very brutal with these things.'