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"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...
He grinned, "Y/N, what can I help you with?" He raised an eyebrow.
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.
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...
Jungkook then looks at Y/N as he places his hand on her shoulder, "Is my girl okay?" He raised an eyebrow, his eyes full of compassion. He truly did care about her.
"Jung Hoseok, pleased to meet you!" The boy smiled but you could tell he was hiding how he truly felt.
Jungkook: heck Yoongi: You're on thin fucking ice
"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.
"Hey, it's Jonghyun. I called because I have some free-time. I wanted to check in on you and see how you're doing. And I was wondering if I could swing by your work and see you for a few? Perhaps when...
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!"
Y/N's throat was dry. She looked down, "You don't think I'm a stalker?" She was quiet and scared of what he could possibly say or do at that very moment.
"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...
He grinned, "Y/N, what can I help you with?" He raised an eyebrow.
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.
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...
Jungkook then looks at Y/N as he places his hand on her shoulder, "Is my girl okay?" He raised an eyebrow, his eyes full of compassion. He truly did care about her.
"Jung Hoseok, pleased to meet you!" The boy smiled but you could tell he was hiding how he truly felt.
Jungkook: heck Yoongi: You're on thin fucking ice
"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.
"Hey, it's Jonghyun. I called because I have some free-time. I wanted to check in on you and see how you're doing. And I was wondering if I could swing by your work and see you for a few? Perhaps when...
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!"
Y/N's throat was dry. She looked down, "You don't think I'm a stalker?" She was quiet and scared of what he could possibly say or do at that very moment.