𝔸 ℙ𝕀𝕋𝕐 𝕀ℕ 𝕋ℍ𝔼 𝕊𝕀ℕ. (jjk)

21.Every inch of your skin

(above is y/N's outfit)

Jungkook pov....

We were in the car y/n was once again dressed neatly and beautiful as ever. We were sitting in the back seat while our driver drove the car to the venue.

There were few people there protesting about something.

There was a limit till where media wasn't allowed and we got in without y/n getting spot with me by the media.

I looked at y/n who looked visibly scared or should I say nervous. I had never seen her so nervous.

She didn't even bring Fluffy even though she literally takes him everywhere.

"why didn't you bring fluffy?" I ask her.

"huh....oh...... My dad doesn't like him." she said and it got me confused. Is the great y/n seriously caring about someone's choices now.

"what will he do if you bring him." I asks.

"he..... I am scared he will hurt fluffy...." she said with her head low.

"why will he hurt him?" I ask.

She fiddles with her finger. "if I do something wrong or mess something up he beats fluffy since beatings doesn't work on me." she said and I was shocked.

What kind of dad hits her daughter to the point it doesn't hurt her anymore wnd even hurt the only thing she loves.

My eyes got softer. She has had it hard more than any of us.

I reach my hands and held her hand caressing it with warmth she was taken back and she looked at me.

"you dont have to worry... When you are with me." I said to her and she had the most cutest look ever.

She was mesmerized. Sometimes I forget she is just 19.

I firmly squeeze her hands before getting out of the door of my side as the gate keeper opened it.

She was still in the car looking uncertain about going in. When I opened the door to her side she looked at me.

I grabbed her hand and pulled her out.

She was completely shaken and not a fan of the idea of going in.

I wrapped her hand around my hand and she didn't even once notice. We walked inside the banquet and could see few reporters trying to sneak in but the guards were blocking them completely.

When somebody suddenly lashed onto us breaking through the guards. I instinctively pushed y/n to my back as she was suprise too.

The man looked angry.... "you all jerks.... I curse you.... You all are partying here after snatching away are livelihood and houses. You all rich assholes know nothing......" the man shouted he wore headgear and stuffs and looked like he is protesting.

"what?" she asks but he was dragged out before that.

"madam sorry we will get him out soon" her dad's secretary Ms. Cinci who came running out said and y/n looked at her as if she is gonno kill her today.

"No, wait" as she said the guards and Ms Cinci paused.

"pardon?" cinci asked.

"I said bloody stop" y/n said and I nudge her indicating she is being rude.

"ma'am we need to get him out" Ms Cinci said with worried eyes.

"no we don't. I want to talk to him." she said making ms. Cinci frustrated.

"ms. Y/-" she paused before completing "mrs. Jeon..... We need to get him out" she insisted again and this time y/n was determined.

She crossed her arms and looked at her straight into her eyes. The gazes that could kill.

"Ms. Cinci. My dad's secratery, I his daughter wants to meet that guy over there or I would leave immediately without even setting my foot inside of the hall, if you don't stop whatsoever shit you are trying to pull" she said and Ms. Cinci froze at her spot and the guards leave the grip and bowed before going back to their spot while the old man brushed himself.

Ms. Cinci was paused in her spot when y/n helped the man in.

I followed her as well picking up her purse that she left while helping the old man.

.....

We sat in a room the organisers provided, it was a small meeting room.... For informal meetings. The door was closed and y/n sat infront of the man.

I gave him water and sat next to y/n.

He looked at her after drinking.

"can you explain why are you all protesting?" she asks softly.

My gawd can she talk to me this soft too.

He cleared his throat before speaking " your father's company deodam is making a building on the same land as we all live. They want to clear out everything and make a luxury tower and that is something only the 1% can afford." he said and y/n looked at the ground.

She sighed poking her inner cheeks. Wait did she pick that up from me?

"1%?" she asks softly.

She looked confused with the term.

"oh... 1% is a term used for the wealthy 1% population of Korea. The executives in short." I said and she sarcastically chuckled.

Both me and the man exchange gazes and looked at her.

"their pot of sins is just over flowing. Should we buy a new pot with their dirty money" she says clenching her jaw in anger.

She looked at the man. "sir where exactly is the land?" she asks him.

"The land is in tbe centre of seoul and covers atleast half of seoul, it was earlier under the grand chairman's name but now the owner is unknown ." says the man.

She sighed in relief but soon took deep breath "those jerks, I hate it when people covet what isn't there's. " she said and got up.

"we always pay our rent on time. We keep the whole area clean too... We make sure there is no illegal activities... Please save us." he said pleading and y/n looked at him.

" as much as I hate helping people who beg for help... I need to show someone his place" she said and left.

We were dumbfounded.

The man just bowed...

I looked at her. She didn't make any promise, she didn't support any side, she abruptly ended her statement but the man was still grateful.

What kind of girl are you?
No, what kind of person are you?

Why is a 19 year old so different from any teenager I have seen.

Jieun was so different than her.
But y/n is different in a weird way and I surely appreciate it.

🎑🎑🎑🎑🎑🎑🎑🎑🎑🎑🎑🎑

Well.... I had a writers block so I kinda forget about it.

I was thinking about publishing this story on YouTube but I gotto work hard on it then since I suck at editing.