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"๐™„ ๐™™๐™ค๐™ฃ'๐™ฉ ๐™ ๐™ฃ๐™ค๐™ฌ ๐™ฌ๐™๐™š๐™ง๐™š ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™›๐™ช๐™˜๐™  ๐™„ ๐™–๐™ข ๐™ค๐™ง ๐™ฌ๐™๐™ค'๐™จ ๐™™๐™ง๐™ž๐™ซ๐™ž๐™ฃ' ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™›๐™ช๐™˜๐™ ๐™ž๐™ฃ' ๐™˜๐™–๐™ง"

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Jungkook's POV:-ย 

I don't fucking know what to do right now, I seat here inside the resting room after my shoot, and I am exhausted not only physically from the photoshoot but also because of the conversation I was forced to have today with Seokjin.

Seokjin where did he even come from? How in the fucking world I did not know that Seokjin was actually the son of the chairwoman.

I groan and hit my head on the headboard behind me, it was hard and it certainly gave a pang of hurt rush through me but I did not care, because hitting my head on the hard cardboard-ridden headboard is just so trivial right now.

I sigh and breathe harshly, the sound of the air conditioner is the only thing which is interrupting with the sounds of my heavy breathing, I was sweating even though there was a gush of cold winds from the air conditioner, I was sweating because I stressed, I was stressed because of Seokjin.

All the thing that leads to the misery of my peace has a Kim behind them and I absolutely hate it, I think I have a serious issue with Kims right now.

I might just sue all the persons who have Kim as their surname so that everyone stays in jail and no one bothers me anymore.

I put my hands on top of my eyes and stare at the encasing dark, dark is the only peaceful thing that I am finding for the last two years, I dont know what I did in my past life to have these miserable situations right now.

If you want to have a definition of miserable maybe take my life as the definition of Miserable, I throw my legs and kick the air a bit while still seated on the chair because I am too tired even to move, both physically and mentally, I just need the serenity of the buzzing sound of the AC beside me.

But of course, life doesn't follow me I follow life and I hear the sound of a door opening and closing with a thud, it closed with a thud to disrupt my quiet moment so it will be specifically Hoseok, my bitch manager, and unfortunately a self-proclaimed best friend.

"You knew it didn't you?" I can sense the demeanor of the room change to something suspicious, something which gave off a sense that the person standing in front of me is caught off-guard, I can sense Hoseok raising his eyebrows even though I have my eyes closed off to any outward sight by my hands, I could certainly feel the tension pricking my skin.

"I knew what?" His voice came out as a shudder to my question, as expected.

"You knew it was Seokjin, didn't you?" I bet he knew about it, if not he would not have been so resilient for me to go to the party of the vice president.

I straightened myself removing the hand away from my eyes, squinting my eyes in the process because of the huge influx of light which might also be misunderstood by anyone that I am giving a suspicious side-eye to Hoseok standing there in front of me, My guess is so good.

"See I-" he stopped mid-sentence, looked a bit around the room, and settled his eyes on me again "See I wanted you to reconnect with him again"ย 

What the actual fuck? That was exactly the loud question that boomed through my mind

"Reconnect with him? Why would you even want that?" I stand up from the seat now, our heights the same which makes me glare directly at his timid eyes "I wanted you to meet him and go as his date, listen to me first instead of giving me those criminal eyes" I scoffed at his words and turned around, my gaze now fixated upon the door with my hands on my hips.

"Go on" I just said slowly wanting to hear his side of view on what his mind fabricated for him to do this shitty work.

"Whenever you used to date Seokjin at the starting of our careers, the way you talked about how Seokjin treats you, treats you with different cakes, buys you stuff, and how he occasionally used to take you to dates even though being just 17 to 18 years old, your eyes gave off these sparkles of love and excitement which dulled after he went away, I-I just wanted- I mean I just wanted you to have the fun back in your life"

I rake my hands through my hair and give out a deep breath, it's true, even though I had so many doubts about our old relationship, about myself with Seokjin, he did his best to make me feel comfortable, maybe I was the one who gave him shit hole of a traumatic experience than him giving me.

"Just enjoy your life for once, for today please" Hoseok pleaded holding my hands in between his, my face still away from his gaze because I did not want him to see how his words are slowly affecting me into thinking that I should really follow what he is saying.

"Today's party is going to be great they say, just get your ass there for a little while, if you dont like it, I am promising I will be the first one to punch Seokjin's face and take your hand and run away" I chuckle at his words and turn around, knowing very well Seokjin won't be my date today because ofcourse Seokjin doesn't know what is my address.

It's night and I fucking dont know what predomination my mind held me against that I am standing here biting on my half-chipped fingernails and waiting for a car to arrive to take me to the party, how will I go to the party if Seokjin doesn't even know what my address is?

I may be lying to myself if I said I did not want Seokjin to come here tonight, oh hell every cell in my body was anxious about his arrival.

I still cannot fathom why, why was I standing here again? For Seokjin? Right for Sokjin, he has to pick me up but dumbly enough I did not send him my address or I guess no one even did that, sending my address.

I look around at the greenery, at the park just beside the complex and then I looked at the road in front and I saw a black Audi SQ7 pulling just in front of me, I looked once to the right then to the left but headlights of the car fell relatively on top of me.

Black boots followed by a pair of black khaki pants followed by a well-stitched Versace black suit, followed by the smiling and brightening face of the one and only Kim Seokjin who came out of the car.

I stared at him and did not even pretend to take my eyes off him because I was shameless and I know it, so I did what my brain processed to be the best thing, stare at him.

"Hyung?" I hear Seokjin's voice close to my ears or is it just the effect of the beating hurricane inside the ribcage?

"Hyung are you fine?" No, I can really hear his voice very close to my ears, as if he was leaning toward my ears, I blinked twice before I got my focus and saw that Seokjin has his hands inside his pockets and his face beside mine, and his lips almost grazing my ears, I turned red, my ears fumed with heat not because of anger but because of arousal, arousal of something, arousal to maybe kiss him.

Control your hormones, I say to myself.

"What happened hyung? Are you uncomfortable?" his face was in front of mine now, his hands gentle as he caressed my cheeks which were burning, metamorphically.

"I am fine" I managed to say or rather stutter with his face so close to mine and his hands on my cheeks, I saw him nod and lean away from me, his hands back inside his pocket "Shall we go?" he indicated behind his back towards the car.

I just do not understand how he got my address, question is who sent the address exactly?

At the same time, the answer came to my mind, I heard my phone ring inside my pocket, and I looked towards Seokjin who was whistling and looking around waiting for me to go.

"Can I get two minutes Seokjin?" hearing my question he ruffled his head to hear me correctly and then nodded "Take all the time you need" he said with a smile and straightened his hand to indicate to me I can talk in private.

I nodded quickly and ran into a not-so-faraway corner, picked up the call, and put my hands over the microphone "You were the one who sent the address, didn't you?"ย 

I could hear muffled shuffles from the other line "I wanted you to enjoy" For one last time, I have enjoyed enough in these 32 years of my life.

"Hoseok, how could you betray me by sending the address to him"

"He asked for it!"ย 

As far as I know, Seokjin wouldn't ask for something nicely, he might have probably harassed and also hit a few punches to Hoseok for him to give the address, good thing he doesn't have my number "Oh, and also he forced your number out of my phone"ย 

Dammit Hoseok!

"Shall we go?" I nod still shy and under the effect of Seokjin who is standing so close, I might forget what is breathing.

Looking closely at the car it seemed a lot like "You brought the same car I dumped you after you fucked me?" I say or instead whisper, Seokjin chuckles and sways his head "Same but not the same,"

"What?" I looked up at him and Seokjin looked over his shoulders to see me "Yes kind of the same car model physically, but not that old car, I incinerated it" I just made a sound to understand what he said, he literally burnt the car which we fucked in, wow this is the Kim Seokjin I knew.

"Shall we go Hyung?" he said once more extending his hands, I don't know what happened to my body, maybe instincts and I just put my hands on his and walked towards the car.

I sat beside him in the front seat "Fastened your seat belt, 'cause Jeon Jungkook is my date!" he screamed and I felt myself chuckling a little and warming up inside the car.

It was fast, it was fast that I didn't realize who was driving the fucking car cause I was getting myself too distracted by Seokjin beside me that we arrived here in the party area "We reached?" he nodded at my question and unfastened his seat belt as well as mine.

He looked up while unfastening my seat belt, he was so close I can smell his chocolate-y breath and I inhaled it more because I smell expensive wine, I feel intoxicated and I felt myself closing my eyes, I feel his breath close to my eyes, I know exactly what I am doing and I know exactly what my body wants "You will get it afterward hyung" saying this I felt him back away.

I open my eyes and saw Seokjin opening the side of my door and I looked up at him to see him smiling, I came out of the car and I realized that I was panting not until I felt the cold winds rushing past me.

ย Whatever it was Seokjin is one thing I wanted, my body wanted, my mind wanted, I am sure of it I cannot control myself all through this damnation of party.

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