TRAGEDY OF PAST || JJK. FF || FT. KTH

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"How is our baby?" The question hung in the air, a haunting reminder of a past that refused to loosen its grip on the present.

Y/n's breath caught in her throat, and the shock registered on her face. The unexpectedness of those words, uttered by a specter from her past, sent a wave of fear coursing through her veins. His dark gaze bore into her, and a tremor of vulnerability seized her. Clutching her baby bump protectively, she took a step back, seeking solace in the protective gesture.

Jungkook's voice, devoid of emotion, continued to pierce the silence, accusing her of a promise she couldn't remember making. "You promised to be with me for the rest of my life?" His steps were deliberate, calculated, and she found herself retreating, the wall becoming an unintended barrier between them.

"But what I'm seeing... You already married someone."

The revelation that she had already married someone else seemed to intensify the gravity of the moment. His movements were methodical, each step closing the distance, and her eyes welled with unshed tears. "And guess what... I'm here now; none will take you away from me." The declaration carried an ominous weight, the promise of an unsettling reunion that threatened to shatter the fragile peace she had built.

In a swift and startling motion, Jungkook pushed her against the wall, his hands closing around her neck. A strangled cry escaped her lips as her eyes shut involuntarily.

"Ahhh!!" The room spun with the echoes of her scream, and the air felt oppressive, suffocating.

Then, as abruptly as it began, the ordeal ended. Y/n opened her eyes cautiously, her surroundings gradually coming into focus. The weight on her neck lifted, and the harsh reality of her solitary confinement replaced the illusion of Jungkook's presence. The room held no trace of him, only the residual echoes of a haunting memory.

Gasping for breath, she steadied herself against the wall, her fingers trembling. The residue of fear lingered, and she could still feel the phantom pressure on her neck. It took a moment to reconcile the hallucination with the stark reality of an empty room.

"It was just a hallucination. Just a memory."

Y/n's internal reassurances were a whispered mantra as she retreated to the sanctuary of her room. The encounter had dredged up the buried fears, the trauma of a past that, though she believed she had moved on from, continued to cast its long, unsettling shadows. The echoes of Jungkook's phantom presence lingered, leaving her grappling with the emotional aftermath of a confrontation that had transcended the boundaries of time and space.

"I thought I moved on, but..."

[ Time skip ]

The night wrapped the mansion in a quiet embrace as Y/n, feeling refreshed after her shower, contemplated the lingering effects of the unsettling hallucinatic encounter with Jungkook. It's time for dinner and today she have to eat with jungkook.

Dressed in a simple yet elegant attire, she navigated the dimly lit corridors toward Jungkook's room. The soft glow of the hallway lights played upon her face, reflecting the resolve that had settled in her eyes. As she stood in front of his door, her hand poised to knock, a moment of hesitation washed over her. However, she took a deep breath, a silent encouragement to face the uncertainties that awaited on the other side.

The gentle tap of her knuckles on the door echoed through the room, a subtle announcement of her presence. After a brief pause, the door creaked open, revealing Jungkook's figure in the subdued light. His eyes, soft and contemplative, met hers, and the unspoken acknowledgment of their shared history lingered in the air.