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Third person p.o.v-

The tranquil ambiance was shattered by the cheerful chirping of birds. The curtains danced gracefully in response to the gentle breeze flowing through the open window, ushering in sunlight that caressed your face in an attempt to disturb your peaceful slumber. You stirred slightly in your sleep, attempting to shield yourself from the light by burying your face, which served as your pillow. However, as you snuggled deeper, a strong, masculine scent wafted to your nostrils, causing you to furrow your brow in confusion.

You dismissed it, longing to prolong your peaceful slumber, yet you couldn't ignore the firmness of the object you were embracing. ''Why is this pillow so hard?'' you pondered, still keeping your eyes closed. Ignoring everything, You entwined your legs with it, embracing it like a koala clings to a tree. As you did so, you couldn't help but marvel at the pillow's size. ''When did I purchase such a large pillow?'' you murmured, a hint of a pout forming on your lips. ''But it's firm, yet so warm,'' a smile tugged at the corners of your lips as you buried your face deeper, relishing the warmth like a content kitten, earning a soft chuckle from the source.

''From when did pillows started to make sounds?' you mused, slowly attempting to open your eyes. You squinted slightly, rubbing your eyes and blinking multiple times to clear your vision. When your sight cleared, your eyes widened as you found Jungkook's face mere inches from yours, a mischievous smirk playing on his lips which was enough to vanish all your sleep. A startled shriek escaped your lips as you pushed against him with all your might, but he remained unmoved; instead, your own momentum propelled you backward. You braced yourself, anticipating the jolt of hitting the ground and feel the pain later, but it never came. He was quick enough to grasped your wrist and encircled his arm around your waist, pulling you towards him until your entire body was landed  against his, your hands resting against his chest to maintain some distance, your face a portrait of shock.

"Pillow, huh... well, I don't mind being your personal pillow," he teased, a smirk playing on his lips as you continued to stare at him, still shocked by what had just transpired.

"Why did you wake up so early? I was enjoying the beautiful sight before me," he remarked, gently tugging at your hair which were falling on your face.

"What on earth?'' you uttered  trying to get up but he maintained his firm hold around you. ''You... you creep... I already knew you were a psycho, a complete freak from day one, but I didn't realize you were also a perverted stalker," you said, your voice tinged with panic. He furrowed his brows in confusion. "What the hell are you doing in my room, and what were you doing while I was sleeping on my bed? That's it, I'm going to file a case against you today for breaking into my house!" You ended with a shout, and he gave you a disbelieving look.

'Oh, really? You have a really bad memory doll. First and foremost, I'm not in your room; in fact, you're on my bed. And secondly, I wasn't doing anything while you were asleep. It was you who clinging to me like your life depended on it . In fact, considering that, perhaps it should be me who files charges against you, don't you think?' he countered, a playful smirk dancing on his lips, leaving you wide-eyed as you realized he'd effortlessly turned your threat back on you. Glancing around, you confirmed his words; this wasn't your room. You bit your lip, recalling the events of last night when you slept in his room. You knew he wasn't wrong; you remembered clinging to him like a koala when you woke up.

'What are you thinking? Still planning to file a case against me?' he asked with a smirk, and you blinked, looking away.

"I... I..." you stammered, at a loss for words.

"Forget it. It's not like I'm complaining," he said, laying his head on the pillow and closing his eyes while hugging you firmly. Your face pressed against his chest, where you could clearly hear his heartbeat. To your surprise, it was beating faster than usual. As a nurse, it didn't take you long to notice. You looked up slightly, your face still pressed against his chest, and saw him lying silently with his eyes closed. Even from his facial expression, anyone could tell he was feeling peaceful, content with you in his arms. That's all he wanted. Having you in his arms was the only thing he desired from the start.

Something twinged inside you as you observed his Adam's apple bobbing up and down when he gulped. "Damn, what's happening to me?" you wondered. "Mr. Jeon, can you let go of me now?" you demanded.

"Stay like this for a while."

"You've been hugging me since last night. Aren't you tired?"

"Nah, I'm not. Being wrapped in your embrace is pure euphoria. I could stay like this for my whole life if you want," he uttered, still with his eyes closed. "Is he flirting with me?" you thought, his voice breaking your thoughts again. "Plus, after saving you from a fall, don't I deserve a thank you gift? So, stay a little longer," he said, gently kissing your forehead, making you choke once again. 

You sighed at his words. This man was stubborn, incredibly so. It's not like you could ask him to let you go, and he would comply without a word. But what caught your attention the most were his words, his gentleness. You weren't used to this. All your life, you kept your distance from people because of your trust issues. So, you didn't have anyone in your life who genuinely cared about you. That's why all the gentleness and care he was showing you felt completely foreign. Still, in the tranquil depths of his embrace, a mesmerizing euphoria enveloped you, casting a spell of contentment and bliss. But would you admit it? Hell no.

Fifteen minutes passed, and he was still hugging you. That's when a plan dawned on you. "Mr. Jeon," you started, earning a soft hum from him in response. "Could you please release me now? I need to go somewhere," you demanded, struggling to break free from his embrace. However, he only tightened his grip, offering no chance of escape.

"Where to?"

"In the early morning, where does one usually go?" you retorted, a hint of sarcasm in your voice.

"Oh, I see," he responded, finally loosening his grasp from your waist, and you quickly got away from him, which didn't go unnoticed by him. He scoffed at the thought of how desperate you were to get away from him, and it hurt him to some extent, but he didn't let it show. He got up from the bed, and before you could rise, he pulled you towards himself. Without a word, he slipped one arm beneath your waist and another under your legs, carrying you in a bridal style that left you utterly startled.

"Hey, put me down! What are you doing?" you protested, attempting to free yourself from his grasp, but he held firm.

"Did you really think I would let you walk while you are injured?"

"I'm just injured, not paralyzed. I can walk by myself. Put me down. Why are you carrying me like this? JEEZ, PUT ME DOWN!" you raised your voice at the end, wriggling in his hold like a fish trying to escape it's predator's hold.

"Shut up before I bite your lips," he said with an emotionless face while kicking the bathroom door open.

"You're shameless."

"Tell me something new," he casually shrugged. Entering the restroom, he seated you on the counter. Before you could rise, he spread your legs apart and settled himself between them while you perched on the counter. You attempted to push him away, but his grip on your shoulders held you in place. Escaping the grasp of a man twice your size wasn't an easy feat. "Don't move," he whispered, his breath tickling your ear, sending shivers down your spine. Inhaling the scent of your hair, a fragrance that always brought him peace, he gently kissed your earlobe before gazing at you with adoration in his eyes. Your cheeks flushed as you felt the intimacy of the moment, while he remained stoic, as though it were an everyday occurrence. Producing a new toothbrush, he applied toothpaste and handed it to you. Before you could speak, he interjected, "Take it while I'm giving it to you, or I'll brush your teeth myself," gesturing towards the brush. You clenched your teeth, but he found it endearing.

"You know, you look cute with that angry expression on your face," he remarked, eliciting an eye roll from you. As you finished brushing, he said, "Your clothes are in the closet. You can shower in my bathroom. I'll wait outside. Feel free to ask if you need anything." Kissing your forehead, he left the restroom, leaving you with a racing heart and no words.

"Since when did you become like this, Jeon Jungkook?" the question echoed in your mind.

After a refreshing shower, you emerged from the restroom, wrapped in a towel, and entered the attached closet. Inside, you were greeted by a middle-aged maid who presented you with a beautiful floral dress that reached your knees, leaving you perplexed.

"These aren't my clothes," you stated, eyeing the dress.

"Young master ordered us to dress you in this," she explained.

"But..."

"Please, ma'am. I could lose my job if I don't comply," she pleaded, and you nodded with a sigh. She assisted you in putting on the dress before leaving. As you surveyed the closet, you couldn't help but marvel at its size. It was larger than your own apartment, feeling more like a boutique than a closet, and the room it was attached to was three times bigger than the closet itself. "Rich, heartless jerk," you scoffed before exiting the room.

Upon leaving, you found him already seated on the bed, going through emails. Seeing you, he rose and approached you. Gently touching your head where the bandage was, he remarked, "Your bandage needs changing." He then made you sit on the bed. Bringing the first aid kit, he carefully unwrapped your previous bandage. Using the antiseptic, he disinfected the wound, eliciting a hiss from you at the sting sensation. Seeing your distress, he softly blew on the wound to alleviate the discomfort. After applying the healing cream, he meticulously bandaged your wound. "It will be fine," he reassured with a smile, gently caressing your face, while you sat there completely shocked.

The six-foot-tall alpha male, with a muscular frame broad chest and a dark, dangerous aura, was treating a girl almost half of his size like the most precious person in the world, leaving you utterly confused. You couldn't believe this was the same man who almost killed you a few days ago.

Placing the first aid kit on the table, Jungkook looked at you, finding you staring at him like a lost bird. "Did he hit his head somewhere?" you thought. Closing his eyes, he sighed, understanding your confusion.

"Ask," his voice snapped you out of your thoughts.

"Ask what?"

"Whatever you want to know. I'm sure there are lots of questions in your mind, no need to keep them in mind, so ask whatever you want to know... about you....about me.... about past....

 ''I will tell you everything."

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This chapter is dedicated to my bff, @Wfjjddshjd123. Happy birthday, my friend!🎉🎉 Thank you for being born, my girl. Thank you for always being there for me since childhood. You are the best thing that has ever happened to me. I love you so damn much.❣❣❣❤❤❤❤