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Chapter Two Again, they're not a part of the upperclass. The reason as to why Seokjin's Aunt cant afford to hire a bodyguard for his nephew, that's why he couldnt go out. His Aunt wouldnt allow him especially that he's just with his servant and not with a person who can protect him from stronger people, she wouldnt to risk Seokjin. They have enough money but instead of using it for something much more useful. Seokjin's Aunt always comes home with an expensive custom made coats, dress shirts, pants and shoes for the beauty. Seokjin looks up admiring the building that they're passing by even the luxurious cars that he's seeing, he cant help but to follow them with so much admiration. He's oblivious to the stares of both admiration and envy from the people seeing his face. Admiration for seeing a beautiful man knowing that it is the one and only Kim Seokjin, the most in demand and wanted male in their town. Envy for seeing the beautiful man silently wishing to be equally as beautiful as him. Though, they cant do anything about it so they remained silent cursing Seokjin as if being beautiful is his fault. They entered the market and there's a lot of people, skin to skin. Seokjin is not comfortable with it especially when he saw a man eyeing him from head to toe before licking his lower lips, it made his skin crawl in disgust. "How much for the apples?" The servant named Lee asked. The vendor who looks like he's in late twenties stared passed at the servant, staring with his mouth slightly agaped admiring Seokjin. "Hey, Mister. How much for the apples?" He asked once again. The vendor was finally pulled back into reality grabbing a paper bag and putting a lot of apples, oranges and strawberry in it before handing it to the servant. "Here, take this. No need to pay me. It's for free!" He happily said. He looked at the beauty and he almost cursed when Seokjin slightly nod his head and giving him a small smile. "Thank you, Mister." Seokjin said in almost a whisper. The vendor's eyes widened in surprised at Seokjin's sweet voice expressing his gratitufe for something so simple. He met a lot of beauty and gave them free fruits but none of them said thanks to him and instead threw him daggers. He wiped his hands and was about to extend his arms for a handshake and knowing Seokjin, he will probably accept it. That's why the servant immediately pulled the male away from the said vendor. "Seokjin," They stopped walking, "You're not supposed to just shake hands with other people. Do not let others touch you easily, okay?" He said making the younger to remember. That's what his Aunt wants. For Seokjin to remain as pure as possible, that's why it's okay for her that Seokjin will remain at home- lesser chance of getting touched just by someone. "Im sorry..." He looks down biting his lower lips. He looks around and saw that a lot of people is looking at them, it made his shoulder visibly trembled in fear. Did he do something wrong? The servant picked out a white handkerchief in his pocket handing it to Seokjin, "Use that to cover your face." He said. Seokjin looks at the handkerchief before putting it to cover the lower half of his face, he sat on the fountain taking in a deep breathe while looking at the servant. "No matter what happens, stay here. Dont talk to anyone, okay? I'll just go buy some meat." "Can I just go with you, hyung?" "Im sorry but you cant. The store smells bad and there's a lot of people there. They might come after you so no." Seokjin doesnt want to give his servant a hard time so he just nod his head and promise to stay in the same spot as he wait for him to arrived. "Is that Kim Seokjin?" "No! Why would Seokjin be here?" "That man never goes out. He wouldnt be here!" The said man just looked down until the group of boys is finally out of his sight. It made his heart thumped louder against his chest in fear. He got scared, how did they know him? He doesnt even have an idea who are they, they doesnt look familiar. Seokjin's mouth went agaped when he saw a black sleek car, he havent seen that kind of car in person but he always sees that in television wherein the male came from a wealthy family. The one from the driver seat opened the door from the back, it revealed a young man- a handsome young man with his hair pushed back, face and especially the jaw sculpted into perfection with his toned chest and biceps. He looks surprisingly handsome that even the word itself is not enough to describe his features. He's wearing something so simple, khaki shorts and a plain white shirt wearing a dog tag that made him look so manly. Seokjin cant help but to stared at his inked right arms, he squinted his eyes trying to make out the images there. There's a rose full of thorns and above it- a cloud with a wings and there's some words that he couldnt even bring himself to read. His arms are literally covered with tattoos. He's never a fan of men with inks. He always thought that they look untidy but damn, he thought wrong. This man looks hot! "Where is it?" The man asked. "We have to walk, Sir." The said man rolled his eyes as he looked around the place, his nose scrunched up. He was about to follow his driver but stopped when he met Seokjin's eyes. He looked around before walking towards Seokjin which made the other's chest heaved up and down feeling it beat faster than usual because of the man he's admiring minutes ago is just standing infront of him. The man raised his brows tilting his head to the right, interested with how the man sitting on the fountain looks like with his eyes glistening in confusion but with a hint of curiousity. He licked his lower lips before pulling the handkerchief down, revealing Seokjin's face which made him widened his eyes. "What's your name?" "Seo.. Seokjin..." Jungkook shut his eyes closed, his breathing hitched. He heard of that name a lot. So this is him? "Why are you here alone? Where's your servant?" He asked. Seokjin bit his lower lips, Jungkook's voice is demanding screaming the power and the influence that their family possessed. "He's inside buying something." He answered timidly. Jungkook gulps down eyeing the man from head to toe before handing him back the handkerchief. "Cover your face, Seokjin. Dont let anyone touch you, remember that." He said those words with finality and authority in his voice before walking away from the beauty.
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