Chapter Ten
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Chapter Ten
Jungkook is just nodding his head while his secretary Seunjae is dictating his schedule for tomorrow.
"That's all, Sir." Seunjae finished.
Jungkook let out a smile at his secretary who's been working for him for the past years already. He can be trusted and really hardworking.
"Tell them that I want to check the fabric first, okay?"
Seungjae typed something in his phone before he nods his head at his boss.
"That's all, Seungjae. You can go home now." Jungkook said waving at his secretary.
Seungjae them respectfully bowed at his boss before making his way out. When Jungkook is finally alone, he massaged his temples because of all the work that he has done. No major problems but of course there are still things that needs to be fixed.
Seokjin texted him saying that he's in his restaurant to visit his mother again that's why he will go there to pick up his boyfriend. After all the headaches, all he needs is a kiss from his beautiful Seokjin.
When he arrives at the restaurant all of the employee greeted him with a smile on their faces. He looks around and nods his head proudly when he saw that there's no vacant seat.
"I'll just go to his office." He told the manager.
He wants to say hi first to Seokjin's mother but she's busy inside the kitchen that's why he will try to find Seokjin first so that they can both say bye to his mother.
Jungkook opened the door to Seokjin's office his eyebrows furrowing and his chest is fueled with pure anger as he saw his boyfriend getting kissed by someone-no, not just someone but Kim Taehyung.
He hurriedly walked towards them and harshly pulled his boyfriend away from Taehyung sending him a death glare as he made Seokjin stand behind him with his hands gripping at his wrist.
"You're such a f*****g bastard!" Jungkook growled at him before landing a punch on Taehyung's face.
Taehyung fell on the coffee table but got up immediately smirking at Jungkook while licking his lower lip teasing the younger.
"Seokjin's lips taste exactly the same."
That earned another punch from Jungkook that made Seokjin yelped. He held Jungkook's waist thightly to prevent him from beating Taehyung up because he can see how angry his boyfriend is.
"f**k you!" Jungkook shouted clenching his fist.
Jungkook glared at Seokjin who's holding him thight. He pushed him a little bit to get to Taehyung. He grabbed the older's neck by his collar and he only thightened it when Taehyung teasingly grinne at him.
"Dont come near my boyfriend." He said with so much emphasis in his every word.
Jungkook walked away without even looking back. He didnt even spare Seokjin a glance to know if he's following or not. It's just that his mind is too clouded by anger to even think about his surroundings.
And why was Seokjin not doing anything to stop the kiss? f**k. His heart starts to beats faster feeling the fear builds up in him as he thinks about all the possibilities.
The drive from home is eerily quiet that made Seokjin extra nervous. He badly wants to explain but he doesnt know how to start not when Jungkook looks like he's seconds away from punching anything that will pissed him off again.
When the car is parked Jungkook went out slamming the door closed and Seokjin did the same walking faster than usual to keep on his boyfriend. He closed the door and locked it before grabbing Jungkook's arms but the younger shoved it away from him that made Seokjin's eyes widened in shock.
"Not because you know I'll do anything for you, you'll really do anything, Jin." Jungkook said feeling frustrated.
He wants to cry. He wants to let his frustration out. Maybe it's because of his works and the things that happened that made him all stressed out.
"Jungkook! It's not-"
"Do you even love me?" Jungkook raised his voice only to regret it later when it cracked because of his unshed tears.
He bit the insides of his cheeks praying that he wont cry infront of the older. This is the effect of Seokjin to him. The older can make him happy, so damn happy and he's the only one that can make him sad, so damn sad. In short, Seokjin is f*****g up his emotions because he's just too inlove with him.
"I am not even asking for too much, Jin." He said shaking his head a little.
He shut his eyes closed running his hands through his hair. He stared at Seokjin who's looking at him with worry and fear in his eyes.
"Im only asking for a little bit of what you can have. It's okay if you cannot love me the way you love him because I can f*****g do all the loving."
Seokjin almost jumped in so much fear when Jungkook's voiced echoed through their house because of how he screamed making his veins popped out.
Jungkook is telling the truth though, he can definitely do that. He doesnt need Seokjin to love him the way he loves Taehyung nor the way he loves him. Just a little bit of his love, a tiny bit of that overwhelming feeling and Jungkook would be fine with it. He can make himself belief that Seokjin is all his as long as he's with him.
"Jungkook, baby..."
Seokjin's voice cracked as his throat feels so dry because of the unshed tears. It's hurting him. Did Jungkook thinks that way all along? That he doesnt love him that much? Because if does, he's f*****g wrong.
He loves Jungkook way too much more than he can even imagine. He cant even imagine himself without the younger already and now that Jungkook looks like he's breaking with that kind of thought makes him want to caress the younger's face and assure him all day how much he loves him.
Seokjin took a step closer and was about to reach out for Jungkook but it was too late, Jungkook is making his way out from the door already.
"Jungkook!" Seokjin yells,
Jungkook heard it but he didnt get back from where the older is. No, he wants to resist him even just for now. He doesnt want to see him now especially not when tears are continuously running down his face.
Seokjin let himself fall on the ground as he looked lazily at the door wishing that Jungkook will come back any minute but he could only cry when he heard Jungkook driving away from their house... from him.
He shut his eyes closed as he caressed his stomach as if his baby is symphatizing with him.
"He'll be back..."
He whispered assuring himself.
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