MR.JEON 💜📖 Part 32 I'm In Love With Him
Author's POV
The car slowed to a stop in front of Y/N's house.
For a moment, no one moved.
The quiet neighborhood street was lit by warm porch lights, and the faint sound of evening TV shows drifted from nearby houses.
Inside the car, the atmosphere felt strangely different from the cheerful chaos in the supermarket.
The grocery bags rustled softly in the back seat.
Min-Jae was the first to break the silence.
He opened the door quickly and jumped out.
Min-Jae: Hyung, drive safe!
Jungkook nodded from the driver's seat, a faint smile touching his lips.
Inside the car, Y/N slowly unbuckled her seatbelt.
Her fingers moved slower than usual.
Something about this moment felt... delicate.
She glanced sideways at him.
Y/N: You don't have to get down.
Jungkook looked at her for a second.
Calm. Unbothered.
Jungkook: I know.
But the moment she stepped out of the car—
He did too.
Y/N sighed softly under her breath.
Of course he would.
Jungkook walked around the car and opened the back door, lifting the heavier grocery bags before she could even protest.
They had barely reached the front steps when—
The door suddenly opened.
Eomma stood there.
She must have heard the car arrive.
Her eyes first landed on Y/N.
Then slowly moved toward Jungkook standing beside her.
Then her gaze shifted toward the sleek black car parked in front of the house.
A quiet silence settled between them.
Not unfriendly.
Just... observant.
Y/N felt her heartbeat pick up slightly.
Eomma: Oh... Y/N. You're home.
Jungkook immediately bowed politely.
The gesture was respectful and natural.
Jungkook: Good evening, ma'am.
Min-Jae slipped inside past them like someone enjoying front-row seats to a drama.
Min-Jae: Eomma, he helped us carry the groceries.
Eomma glanced at the bags Jungkook was holding.
Then back at his face.
She paused for a moment.
Her eyes carefully studying him.
Then she stepped aside.
Eomma: Oh... thank you. Please come in. Let's have dinner.
Y/N's heart dropped.
Dinner.
The exact situation she had hoped to avoid.
A quiet dinner with her mother observing everything.
But refusing now would only make things worse.
So she stepped inside.
The table was already set.
Steam rose from the dishes.
The comforting smell of home-cooked food filled the room.
Yet somehow, the atmosphere felt unusually careful tonight.
Everyone sat down.
Min-Jae immediately started eating like nothing unusual was happening.
Jungkook sat straight in his chair.
Polite.
Respectful.
Not overly familiar.
Just the right distance.
Y/N could practically feel her mother observing everything.
The way Jungkook held his chopsticks.
The way he spoke.
Even the way he sat.
Finally, Eomma broke the silence.
Eomma: So... what do you do?
Y/N nearly choked.
She quickly reached for her water.
But Min-Jae answered first.
Of course he did.
Min-Jae: He works in Noona's company.
Y/N shot him a sharp glare.
Min-Jae pretended not to notice.
Eomma turned toward Jungkook again.
Eomma: What position?
Jungkook answered calmly.
Jungkook: I manage operations.
Technically true.
Y/N silently prayed the conversation would end there.
But her mother continued.
Eomma: Your family?
Jungkook placed his chopsticks down before answering.
A small gesture of respect.
Jungkook: Just my father.
Short answer.
No unnecessary explanation.
Eomma nodded slowly.
Her expression thoughtful.
Dinner continued quietly after that.
Not tense.
But definitely... careful.
When the meal ended—
Jungkook stood first.
He bowed politely again.
Jungkook: Thank you for the meal.
Eomma nodded gently.
Eomma: Drive safely.
Jungkook's eyes briefly met Y/N's.
Just for a second.
A small reassuring look.
Then he left.
The front door closed behind him.
His footsteps faded down the walkway.
And the house became quiet again.
Too quiet.
Y/N sat on the couch.
Her hands rested together in her lap, fingers loosely intertwined.
She could feel her mother watching her.
Not angry.
Not upset.
Just... waiting.
After a few moments, Eomma finally spoke.
Eomma: Y/N.
Y/N looked up slowly.
Eomma: What is going on?
Y/N blinked.
Her expression instantly confused.
Y/N: What are you talking about, Eomma?
Her mother gave her a knowing look.
The kind mothers give when they already know the answer.
Eomma: Don't pretend you don't know.
Before Y/N could respond—
Min-Jae walked into the room casually.
As if he had been waiting for this exact moment.
Min-Jae: Eomma, he confessed in the supermarket.
Y/N's head snapped toward him.
Y/N: Min-Jae. Stop.
Min-Jae shrugged.
Unbothered.
Min-Jae: He said he likes you.
Y/N: He's lying.
Eomma's gaze slowly moved from Min-Jae to Y/N.
Her voice calm.
But sharp.
Eomma: Is he lying?
A pause.
Then she added quietly—
Eomma: Or are you?
The silence that followed felt heavier than before.
Y/N's shoulders slowly dropped.
The resistance left her body.
She exhaled slowly.
Y/N: ...Okay.
Min-Jae leaned forward slightly, curious.
Y/N looked down at her hands.
Then finally said it.
Y/N: I'm in love with him.
The words lingered in the air.
Eomma blinked slowly.
Surprised.
Processing.
Eomma: In love?
Y/N nodded.
But then she hesitated again.
Y/N: But—
Her mother noticed immediately.
Eomma: But what?
Y/N swallowed.
Y/N: He's not my colleague.
Eomma frowned slightly.
Eomma: Then?
Y/N couldn't bring herself to look up.
Her voice came out softer now.
Y/N: He is... my CEO.
The room went completely silent.
Min-Jae's mouth slowly fell open.
Min-Jae: Wait... what?
Eomma stared at her.
Eomma: CEO?
Min-Jae suddenly clapped his hands once.
Min-Jae: Now I understand the car.
Eomma turned sharply.
Eomma: Min-Jae. Quiet.
He zipped his lips immediately.
Eomma looked back at Y/N.
Her expression serious now.
Eomma: How did this even happen?
Y/N lowered her gaze.
Her voice quiet.
Y/N: Eomma... even his father knows. They were waiting for your consent. I told them we shouldn't move forward until I speak to you first.
She paused.
Then added softly—
Y/N: Things moved fast. I didn't expect to say it like this. I'm sorry.
Eomma leaned back slowly.
Thinking.
Processing everything she had just heard.
A long silence passed.
Finally she spoke.
Eomma: This is a lot, Y/N.
Another pause.
Eomma: It's your future. I cannot make a decision too quickly.
Y/N nodded silently.
She expected that answer.
Then her mother's voice softened slightly.
Still firm.
But gentle.
Eomma: Keep this aside for now. Focus on your career first.
Min-Jae quietly glanced at his sister.
Y/N didn't argue.
She simply nodded.
Because right now—
That was the only answer she could give.