MR.JEON 💜📖 Part 26 Don't Worry. I'm Here
Y/N flinched.
Her breath caught in her throat.
She had never seen Jungkook like this.
His chest rose and fell rapidly, each breath sharp and uneven. His hands trembled slightly as he stared at the shattered phone pieces scattered across the floor like they were the source of every frustration he had been holding back.
Y/N (soft, scared): Jungkook...?
He didn't answer.
The silence between them felt heavy.
She took a cautious step closer.
Her eyes moved from the broken phone... back to him.
Y/N (gentle, worried): Jungkook... what happened?
Still nothing.
Her voice trembled slightly when she tried again.
Y/N: Why did you break your phone like that?
His jaw tightened.
Finally—
Jungkook (breathing hard): Because I didn't want to hear his voice.
Her brows knitted together.
Y/N: Who?
He looked at her then.
The anger in his eyes slowly faded into something darker.
Something tired.
Jungkook: My father.
Her expression changed immediately.
Shock.
Recognition.
Fear.
Y/N (quiet): ...your father?
He nodded once, taking a slow breath to steady himself.
Then he looked at her more carefully.
His voice softened.
Jungkook: Sorry... did I scare you?
She shook her head quickly.
Y/N: No. I'm okay.
But before she could say anything else—
He stepped forward and wrapped his arms around her.
Tight.
Too tight.
Like he was holding onto the only thing keeping him steady.
She froze for half a second.
Then slowly hugged him back.
Her mind flashed to the threat she had once heard.
The warning.
The fear she had tried to forget.
His hand moved gently to the back of her head, resting there protectively.
Jungkook (soft, certain): Don't worry.
He rested his forehead lightly against her hair.
Jungkook: He can't do anything to you.
Her eyes closed slowly.
His voice was quiet—but filled with certainty.
Jungkook: I'm here, Y/N.
A pause.
Jungkook: I'll always be with you.
For one peaceful moment, the world seemed to stop.
Then—
Knock.
One sharp knock.
The door opened.
Jungkook's PA stepped inside.
And froze.
Jungkook and Y/N—still in each other's arms.
Y/N noticed first.
Her eyes widened instantly.
She quickly stepped back, gently pushing Jungkook away before straightening herself smoothly.
Her professional voice returned immediately.
Y/N (composed): Sir—you asked me to review the annual report, right?
She grabbed the nearby file.
Y/N: I'll prepare it and send it to you shortly.
She bowed to Jungkook.
Then to the PA.
Without another word, she turned and walked out, closing the door behind her.
Silence filled the room.
The PA stood frozen, trying to process what he had just seen.
A long second passed.
Then he cleared his throat carefully.
PA: Sir... the prints you asked for.
Jungkook slowly turned toward him.
The warmth from earlier was gone.
Replaced by the cold, controlled expression of a CEO.
Jungkook (sharp): You knock.
The PA stiffened.
Jungkook: And you wait.
A pause.
Jungkook: You come in only when I say so.
PA: Yes, sir. I'm sorry. It won't happen again.
Jungkook's eyes dropped briefly to the shattered phone pieces on the floor.
Jungkook: Call maintenance.
He gestured to the mess.
Jungkook: Get this cleaned. Now.
PA: Right away, sir.
The PA turned to leave but paused.
PA: Sir... the prints?
Jungkook took a slow breath.
Jungkook: Leave them on my desk.
A small pause.
Then his voice turned colder.
Jungkook: And cancel all calls from my father.
The PA blinked.
PA: All of them, sir?
Jungkook looked up.
His eyes were completely serious.
Jungkook: Every single one.
The PA nodded immediately.
PA: Understood.
He placed the files on the desk, bowed slightly, and left the office quietly.
Jungkook remained standing there.
Alone.
His gaze slowly drifted to the spot where Y/N had been standing moments earlier.
And for the first time since the phone shattered—
His expression softened again.