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CHAPTER 27

16:22, 12 December 2025

Now the function had finally ended and me and Jungkook were on our way home. He was driving, eyes on the road, jaw clenched... and the silence was suffocating. After a few minutes, I gave up and decided to break it.

"Jungkook, why are you being so rude?" I asked softly, hoping he would at least look at me.

But nothing.

He didn't reply... didn't even flinch. He kept his eyes glued to the road like I wasn't even there.

"Jungkook, why are you ignoring me?" I repeated, a little louder this time.

Still silence.

That was it. My anger instantly rose and I just turned my face away, staring out of the window. Fine. If he didn't want to talk, then I wouldn't either.

After a while, he finally spoke.

"We have arrived."

I looked out and realised we were at his... no... our house now. He stepped out immediately and told me to come out too.

(Yn thinking: such a fellow... didn't even open the car door for his beautiful wife. I hate you, Jeon. Seriously.)

Still grumbling inside my head, I got out on my own and followed him inside the house.

Inside the House

"That is your room," he said in a cold voice, pointing at one of the rooms.

I just nodded and walked inside without replying.

Inside My Room

The moment I stepped in, I started trying to get out of the heavy wedding dress. But the zip at the back just refused to open.

I struggled... twisted... pulled... Nothing.

"Ahhh, I hate it!" I yelled to myself in frustration.

That's when the door opened and Jungkook walked in.

"What happened now?" he asked, sounding annoyed as usual.

"I can't open the zip of my dress," I said, pouting without realising.

He walked closer... then closer... and suddenly he was right behind me as he gently turned my back towards him.

(Yn thinking: Why am I having butterflies in my stomach...? And his breath... I can literally feel it on my skin.)

While I was lost in my own thoughts, his fingers brushed my back, moving my hair aside. His touch was warm... careful... nothing like the cold voice he had earlier.

Then he spokeβ€”

"I like the tattoo on your back."

His voice was low... husky... and it sent a shiver straight down my spine, making my cheeks burn with a deep blush.

This was yn's tattoo

Hope you enjoyed it <3

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