FATAL ATTRACTION [JJK × READERS]

Chapter 11

"Even the darkest hearts can beat with love"

Yn and Miyeon were sitting in the drawing room, their voices hushed as they spoke in urgent tones.

"There is something about him that doesn't add up." Yn said her eyes narrowed.

Miyeon frowned, her brow furrowed in concern "Who are you talking about?"

Yn's gaze locked onto hers, her expression serious
"Jk! He is that Jk about whom I used to talk about."

Miyeon's eyes widened in shock,
"No way, he's too handsome to be a jerk."

Yn's expression was skeptical
"You can't judge a book on its cover."

Miyeon's voice was firm
"I don't think he's that bad, cause he already helped you twice."

Yn's gaze lingered on her
"I don't know, he is very confusing.
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The three of them sat in exhausted silence, their bodies worn out from the day's event. Jk leaned against the wall, his eyes closed, while Heeseung reclined on a nearby couch, his arm still wrapped in bandages. The driver, his leg propped up on a stool, gazed blankly into space.

Jk's eyes fluttered open, his gaze drifting to his palm. He gingerly touched the wound , wincing as he examined the gash. He must have cut it on a rock, while they were returning from attackers.

Heeseung noticed Jk's movement and sat up straight. "Hyung , let me take a look at that."

Jk waved him off.
"I've got it. Just a scratch."

Jk started cleaning his wound with cotton using some antiseptics.

At the same time Yn pushed open the door, a tray of steaming food in her hands. "I brought some food, I thought ya'll might be hungry after everything that's happened."

As she entered her eyes scanned the room, taking in the scene before her.
Jk sat on the couch, his palm facing upwards as he carefully cleaned a gash on his hand.

Yn's eyes narrowed as she took in the sight of Jk tending to his own wound.
"What are you doing?"

Jk looked up, his eyes flashing with a hint of defiance
"Nothing, just a scratch."

Yn set the tray down on a nearby table,her expression skeptical
"But you're bleeding all over the place."

Jk didn't said anything and continues what he was doing before.
Yn sigh her expression turned stern as she walked over to Jk,
"Let me do this."

Jk's eyes flashed with resistance but Yn was too stubborn. And he doesn't want to argue anymore. He hesitated for a moment before holding out his hand , his palm facing upwards.

Yn gently took his hand in hers, her touch soft and gentle. She examined the gash, her brow furrowed in concern.
"This does need to be cleaned."
As she spoke, she began to clean the wound with a soft cotton, her touch gentle but firm. Jk winced in slightly but maintained poker face as she cleaned out the dirt and debris but yn's hands were soothing and calming.

As she finished cleaning the wound, Jk's eyes met hers, his gaze soft with appreciation. "Thanks"

Yn smiled and said "Alright, now that we've got that taken care of, you should dig in some food." Yn said gesturing to the tray of food she had bought in "Eat up, and then get some rest."

Heeseung nodded his eyes already in the food. With that she slipped out of the room, leaving three men to settle in for the night.

Heeseung along with the driver started digging food,
"Hyung you must be hungry come!"
Jk shake his head in denial, indicating he doesn't have appetite.

"Alright you two get some rest" Jk said in a low tone.
Heeseung furrowed his brows in confusion, "What about you hyung?"

"There is only one bed and a couch, so you can take them, you two decide . I'll head downstairs and crash on the couch in the drawing room."

Heeseung and the driver exchanged a look, then the driver proceeded
"No sir how could I sleep in the room comfortably..."

Before he could finish his words Jk stood up and left the room. Both of them sigh and climbed into their respective places.

Jk headed downstair to the drawing room. He settled onto the couch, his eyes scanning the room, as he relaxed into the soft cushion.
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|Yn's pov|

I groggily opened my eyes, my throat parched and dry. I glanced at the door on my nightstand and saw that it was 2 a.m. I had been asleep for only few hours but my body was already craving water.

I threw off the covers and swung my legs over the side of the bed, my feet dangling in the air. I rubbed my eyes, trying to shake off the sleepiness.

As I made my way downstairs, my eyes were half closed, I stumbled slightly on the stairs. I caught myself on the banister and continued down the kitchen.

I opened the fridge and grabbed a bottle of water, unscrewing the cap and taking a long drink. The cool liquid soothed my throat and I felt slightly more awake.

As I was about to close the fridge door, I heard a sound behind me. I spun around, my heart racing , and that's when I noticed a figure on the couch.

At first I couldn't make out who it was because of the darkness. But as I approached, I heard a faint sobbing sound. My curiosity piqued, I took a few steps closer.

The person was curled up on the couch, his face buried in his sleeves. He was crying uncontrollably, his body shaking with each sob. I could hear him whispering "Mom" over and over again.

As I got closer I realised that the person was Jk. He was having a nightmare, and his cries were heart wrenching.

I sat down next to him and gently shook his shoulder "Jk wake up." I whispered. "It's alright, Jk."

But he didn't respond, he continued crying in his sleep, his body trembling. I stroked his hair, trying to comfort him. Slowly but surely , Jk's cry subsided, and he began to calm down. He was still fast asleep, but his breathing had slowed and his body has relaxed. I sat there with him for a while , watching him sleep. I couldn't help but feel a sense of concern for him. What had caused him to have such a terrifying nightmare? And what was he dreaming about? I hoped that he would be okay when he woke up.
                                                                     

I woke up early and took a quick shower and got dressed eager to start the day.

Yn

As I made my way downstairs, I couldn't help but feel a sense of hope.
But as I entered the drawing room, my heart sank. Jk was nowhere to be found. He was gone.

I felt a pang of disappointment and decided to check the guest room. Maybe he was just sleeping in or something. I went upstairs and knock on the guest room door, but there was no answer. I waited for a few seconds, thinking maybe he was just in the bathroom or something, but the silence was defeaning even Heeseung's voice couldn't be heard.

I slowly turned the handle, and pushed the door open, calling out
"Jk, Heeseung!" but there was no response, the room was empty. I felt a pang of unknown sadness wash over me. I didn't know why but I felt bad, like really really bad.

I looked around the room, hoping to find some clue, as to where he might have gone, but there was nothing. It was as if he had vanished in thin air.

I suddenly realised that I don't have any idea about Jk, apart from being a multi billionaire, I don't know anything about him.
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