The truck rolled steadily down the narrow country road, tires crunching over loose gravel.
You had long since stopped paying attention to where you were going. Instead, you watched the endless fields pass by outside your window, wondering how your life had gone from rooftop parties in Miami to… whatever this was.
Jungkook
The horses are fed at six every morning.
His voice cut through the silence. Low. Steady. The kind of voice that didn’t ask for your attention—it simply expected it.
Jungkook
If a gate’s closed, leave it closed. If it’s open, ask before you shut it.
Your gaze remained fixed outside.
Jungkook
The dogs can wander wherever they want. You don’t.
This man really thought you were going to spend your summer hanging around cows.
Jungkook
And if you need something, ask. Don’t just take it.
Silence.
A few more seconds passed before he glanced your way. His brows pulled together slightly.
Jungkook
…Are you even listening?
He watched you for a beat longer.
Jungkook
So… no.
He turned back to the road, one hand resting easy on the wheel. The truck rattled over a patch of uneven dirt.
Jungkook
And one more thing. Everyone works.
I know you’re here because it’s your punishment.
But while you’re staying at the ranch, you’re part of it.
