OWN YOU (OY) | Jennie Kim x Female Reader [Republished]

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Jennie Pov

I can't believe she's hiding from me... trying to escape. Am I really that terrible? Is she that desperate to break free from my grip? Or... is she afraid of what will happen when our baby arrives?

Maybe she still loves Rosé and has just been pretending all this time.

I shouldn't be thinking about this—stress isn't good for the baby.

The sound of a snapping branch breaks my train of thought. I exchange glances with the girls, all of us knowing that Y/n is close. They split up into smaller groups, leaving me alone in the middle of the woods. But I don't care. I continue walking forward, unfazed by the eerie silence surrounding me. Even if a bear suddenly appeared, it wouldn't matter—I have only one goal, and I refuse to let her leave me.

Kai's words replay in my mind. "She can't be yours forever."

Now, it's happening. No. I won't allow it.

The only way she can leave me...is if she's dead.

Then suddenly, I see her. She emerges from the bushes and bolts. She's running.

The F8 girls react immediately, chasing after her while I remain calm, my grip tightening around my gun. I take slow steps, keeping my focus on her. But then—she disappears again.

How the hell is she doing that? We saw her just now!

Then it hits me.

Her suit. It's high-tech. She bought it from the States. I remember asking her what she planned to wear today, and she dryly answered, "Just bought it from the States. No need to worry."

So that's it. She's using camouflage.

I smirk to myself. If she won't come out willingly, I'll force her to.

I take a deep breath and speak, my voice cold and calculated.

"You wouldn't be our bodyguard head, my father's assassin, my mother's favorite tea buddy, my best friend, Rosé's ideal girl, my secretary—my everything—if your mother hadn't died. If my father hadn't taken you in and helped you, you'd be nothing, Y/n."

Silence.

Then, a sharp intake of breath.

"Don't you dare bring my mother into this, Jennie!" she screams, her voice filled with pure rage. "Even in death, she has a reputation. Say that again, and I won't hesitate to end myself right here and now!"

Her words pierce through me like a blade. She would rather die...than be with me.

Does she not care that we have a child? That I'm carrying a piece of her inside me?

My hands tremble, but I force myself to laugh.

"That's funny, my love. You won't do it. Not when our child is at stake."

I giggle, making sure my voice reaches her. I expect her to lash out—to attack me.

But she doesn't.

Instead—BANG!

The gunshot rings through the forest.

I freeze. My blood runs cold.

The F8 girls rush to Y/n's hiding spot. I watch from a distance as they fall silent, their heads bowed, their bodies stiff.

Momo approaches me, her face pale as she looks away.

"Boss... s-she's dead."

No.

No, no, NO!

I push past them, running toward her.