|𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐆|
❝I don't want you inside my house or for us to get along! I want you to fuck off, you piece of shit-GET OUT.❞
Hissing mockingly, he tilted her head up to make her look at him, a smirk adorning his face.
❝Make me leave then, do somet...
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ıllıllı ᴛɪɴᴀsʜᴇ - ᴠᴜʟɴᴇʀᴀʙʟᴇ ıllıllı
。ﾟ· 𖥸──-ˋˏ
Jieun couldn't say she was expecting Jungkook to not follow her to the door once they arrived but was not counting on him actually wanting to go inside her house after she got the keys and unlocked it. She had just gotten in and was ready to close the door when he slammed his hand against it and forcefully opened it.
"That's not very host-like of you to shut the door in my face, doll," Jungkook grinned as he stepped inside, closing it behind.
Now in the comfort of her own home, all Jieun wanted to do was let everything out and take in what had taken place. What she had done was beyond anything that happened so far. She shot someone before, yes, but it was under their peer pressure—this time, she had taken the gun of her own volition. She had pulled the trigger with the sole purpose of scaring them so they'd speak.
