Who? (Jaehyun X Reader) Slow Updates

Chapter Thirty Eight

I opened the door and walked in, taking my shoes off.

"Hey, you're back," Ethan said.

"Yeah," I walked past him.

"Who was that in the car?"

I stood still, I turned around, "It was the bodyguard, Sungoh."

"Oh, alright. Did you have fun?"

"Just bought clothes and got something from Subway. That's it," I smiled slightly and continued walking.

I stopped in my track,

"Oh call a meeting in the meeting room. So the boys know about my mother and so Jackson can tell us what info he has."

"I will."

I started walking towards the stairs, "Y/n."

I look at Ethan, "Don't worry. I bet she's fine."

"Yeah."

"Also, I love you."

I look down nodded and smile lightly.

I continued walking upstairs.

Eᴛʜᴀɴ POV

"Damnnn, she didn't even say 'I love you too' backkkk."

"Shut up Jackson, she probably is worried."

"You're right. But maybe she's thinking of something or someone else."

I look back at him confused.

"Nothing, nothing."

"Come on. Let's do the meeting."

"But I haven't-"

Y/ɴ POV

Once I was in the room I got my phone to call Sungoh, "Come on, come on."

"Hello?"

"Sungoh-"

"Who is this?"

I put my hand on my hip, "I didn't make you my bodyguard to be asking who it is."

"Uhh- ah ah ah more..."

What... The... Actual... Fuck

"Sungoh!!"

"Sorry! Sorry! Text me instead!" He ended the call.

"What did I just witness?" I questioned softly.

I texted him what I needed to send.

"If this bitch tries to do something he is dead."

"Y/N!!! The meeting is about to start!"

"Alright, coming!"

"Jackson stop being so stupid and hurry up right now!" Ethan yelled.

Jackson looks like he wants to cry.

"Don't talk to him like that-"

"He's acting like an idiot, like if he doesn't kno-"

I come closer, "Or you will be out of my plans. Doesn't matter if you're my boyfriend or not."

We stared at each other for 5 seconds.

"Don't act like if I didn't see you with a guy earlier," He whispered.

"Meeting is over go back to your rooms. Ethan and I need to talk," I said firmly.

They stood still, "It's an order."

They started walking and I walked back to close the door.

I looked at him, "Do you know how sensitive Jackson is? Or have you forgotten?