𝐑𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲

chapter 6

Yn's heart sank. She couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy. She'd been having such a good time talking to Zayn, and now this. Jungkook and Flora together, looking like they'd just shared an intimate moment. It made her feel insecure and unimportant.

Zayn must have sensed her discomfort, because he placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder.

Zayn: "Hey, don't worry about them," he said softly. "You're amazing just the way you are."

Yn felt her heart flutter at his words. Jungkook and Flora could share whatever moments they wanted; she was more than happy with Zayn's attention.

Jungkook: "What are doing with zayn?"

Yn: "Oh, Finally you remembered that I exist"

Jungkook's face darkened, and he glared at her.

Jungkook: "Of course I remember you exist. I just thought you were enjoying Zayn's company," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "But now that I see you're just being sarcastic and rude, I guess I was wrong."

Yn: "Now, You are blaming me for being rude? That's rich coming from you, Jungkook."

She said in sarcasm, trying to hide the hurt that she felt.

Yn: "I was here only then, but where did you go with this girl?"

Jungkook: "I don't have to explain myself to you, Yn."

Yn: "You said you would spend your time me but instead..."

Jungkook: "I was just having some fun. And who the fuck are you to question me?"

He was angry now, his hands clenched into fists. Yn felt her own temper rising, but she forced herself to take a deep breath and calm down. There was no point in getting into an argument with Jungkook right now.

Yn: "Zayn..I would be back after into dress"

Zayn nodded understandingly. As she walked away, she could feel Jungkook's glare on her back. It made her feel angry and frustrated. She didn't want to fight with him, but she couldn't help but feel like he was always pushing her away.

She found her dress and began to change into it, feeling self-conscious and uncomfortable in the tiny room. When she emerged, she found that everyone had already gathered outside. Jungkook was still glaring at her, but Zayn gave her a reassuring smile.

Yn: "Zayn, I would like to go now"

Zayn: "Are you sure? You don't want to stay a little longer?"

Yn hesitated, glancing over at Jungkook. She knew she should stay, that she should try to be friends with him, but right now she just wanted to get away from the tension between them.

Zayn: "gimme your number"

She hesitated for a moment, then reluctantly pulled out her phone and handed it to him. He entered his number, then passed it back.

Zayn: "Call me if you want to hang out sometime, yeah?" he said with a friendly smile. She nodded, feeling a little better.

Zayn: "Okay, thanks for coming with me today. I had a really good time."

As she turned to go, Jungkook's hand shot out, gripping her wrist tightly. His face contorted into an angry mask.

Jungkook: "where the fuck do you think you are going ?" he growled, his grip tightening.

Yn winced, feeling a sharp pain shoot up her arm. She looked at him, anger flashing in her eyes.

Yn: "I'm going home," she said through gritted teeth. "You don't get to tell me what to do."

Jungkook: "I don't?" He laughed bitterly. "Fine, have it your way."

He let go of her wrist abruptly, causing her to stumble forward a step. As she regained her balance, she felt a stinging pain where he'd held her. Jungkook turned his back to her, clearly done with the conversation.

Yn: "You're such a fucking asshole, you know that?" she spat, her voice shaking with anger. "I thought we could be friends, but you're just a selfish prick who only cares about yourself."

She glared at him, trying to ignore the pain in her wrist. Jungkook looked back at her, his expression unreadable.

Jungkook: " Let's go home , shall we?" he said sarcastically, his grip on her wrist tightening once more. Yn winced, trying to pull away, but he had her trapped.

Yn: "Let go of me, you asshole!" she hissed, struggling against his hold. "I don't want to be around you anymore!"

Jungkook: "Too bad," he said with a cruel laugh, not letting her go. "You're stuck with me."

He made her sit inside the car, her hands still cuffed together and held tightly by him. The ride home was silent, with only the sound of their breathing filling the air.

Jungkook kept glancing at her in the rearview mirror, his expression unreadable. Yn glared at him defiantly, refusing to break his gaze.

Yn: "You know what, Jungkook? You're not even worth my anger. I should just be glad that I got to see your true colors today."

She paused, taking a deep breath to steady her voice.

Yn: "You're not the person I thought you were. You're just a self-"

She was cutted of by jungkook

Jungkook: "SHUT THE FUCK UP!"

he roared, slamming on the brakes. The car lurched forward, throwing Yn against the seatbelt. She yelped in pain, her chest tight with fear and anger.

Jungkook:"You don't know shit about me!" he snarled, his voice vibrating with rage. "You're just a stupid little brat who thinks she knows everything!"

Yn's eyes widened as he spoke, her anger rising even higher. She lashed out at him, her words cutting like a knife.

Yn:"You know what, Jungkook? I might be a brat, but at least I'm not a manipulative, selfish asshole like you!"

Jungkook: "DON'T YOU DARE TO SAY ANYTHING ABOUT ME!
I've had enough of your shit!"

He stopped the car and turned in his seat to face her, his eyes blazing with anger. "Get out," he growled, pointing a shaking finger at her. "Get the fuck out of my car."