Jeon Jungkook / Mafia

It was raining when I first entered the palace.

Silence prevailed... except for the sound of his footsteps.

Jungkook stood in front of me, with a rigid expression and an unreadable look.

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Just say my name.

I hesitantly raised my eyes to him.

"Your room is on the second floor."

No welcome... no questions.

He walked past me as if his presence meant nothing to him, but when I stumbled on the stairs, his hand quickly reached out and grabbed my wrist before I fell.

He let go of my hand as soon as I regained my balance.

"...be careful."

One word.

Then he left.

She stared after him silently.

cold...

But the warmth of his short hand was enough to say what his lips did not utter.