"𝑩𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝒅𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰'𝒎 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒕 𝒄𝒓𝒊𝒑𝒑𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈"

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Seokjin's POV:-

I might have acted a little emotional and bitter back when I was taking his order, might have spoken about how my heart felt when I actually saw him again, seeing him felt like my world which was crippled like a crisp old paper was straightened out in a smooth sheet.

He still had the same glow maintained despite the dark days that might have gone through and past him, I was at fault too in the past but I would certainly not leave someone naked back in the car without any note and disappear from their life like a thin mist like you never existed.

I saw Yoongi staring at his own phone with a frown beautifully decorating his pale face, I placed the notepad on the counter and sighed to take his attention but it seemed he was so immersed in the text or whatever he was intending his eyes upon he did not notice I would have already come in "Hyung what are you looking in that small screen?"

I cannot stop my curiosity anymore maybe it was Jimin who might have written to him to bring something home or maybe it was just her wife whom he had divorced and is trying his highest endeavor to get back to her because of Jimin and clear out the misunderstanding they might have had amongst themselves.

He looked up from his phone which he aspired his flaming gaze on and stared at me "I guess I have to go a little early" saying this he lightly shrugged his shoulders to ease the pain he had there, I came forward away from the kitchen counter raised my eyebrow at the slightest bit and tied the knot of my apron across the expanse of my thin waist "Why so?"

He suspired and kneaded his eyelids in distress "It's Jimin, he wants to go to her, I have to pack him something good and I have my own duty which starts around 12" he explained thoroughly but I knew him a long time to know what actually he was feeling right now.

I nodded my head deftly confirming my understanding of his situation right now "He still got a stubborn ass like you didn't he?" I was talking of Jimin and Yoongi knowingly chuckled and shook his head, I saw the crease of happiness forming in that shiny glow of his eyes, I knew he liked his son, no loved his son like no other and I knew Jimin was in the hands of a good father "He might have gone to the stubbornness of Jiya"

I laughed it off lightly and went to take the steel curved utensil and clanked it against the gas stove and stared back at Yoongi "So when are you leaving" I gestured him to pass the water jug which he might have filled when I had gone out, passing me the jug he brightened his phone screen and I poured the water inside the vessel making it sizzle because of the heat which might have made it really hot.

I looked back at him while I poured the long line-shaped plates of pasta into the sizzling vessel, I saw Yoongi finally looking up from his screen and slightly ruffling his head, turning my head back to the pasta that I was making I asked again "What happened?"

"Now I have to leave a lot early, Jimin is being notorious right now" I chuckled slightly and shook the portions of pasta which were sogging inside the hot vessel and poured the white sauce and cream which was passed to me by Yoongi hyung when I gestured for it "You really became a good chef" I shrugged my shoulder as I twisted my hands a little up to mix up the sauces well as if I didn't have a spatula in my hands.

"Learnt from the best," I said and looked back turning off the gas knob and smiling at Yoongi which was surprising to my heart was actually returned with the same intensity that I can see his gums "Can you brew a coffee?" I asked and he looked curious "I just want to give my guest a little complimentary for being the first of the customers"

He brewed the coffee and I took it in a marble palate, going towards the door to open it I was stopped by his voice "Who is this new guest seems like you know him?" I clicked my tongue Yoongi really knows me "Will tell later at night" I winked and went chuckling under my breath hearing him groan behind me, he is frustrated and annoyed with me now.

I walked swiftly making no noise and stood softly on my heels and bent a little to smile at the anxious Jungkook who was near to the state to rip all his hair off "Here is your order Hyung, now we need to talk" saying this I did not expect my voice would be intimidating enough that Jungkook hyung would get so scared that he would flinch, I softened my gaze at him, he has not changed at all.

I placed the palate carefully before taking a place on the metal chair in front of him and made myself pretty comfortable on the chair by keeping my hands on the table leaning a bit, he picked up the fork and stared at me "You made this?" His voice came as a whisper when he took the slightest bite into it.

I nodded with a smile and I felt my cheeks puffing but the scar near my cheek hurting a bit "It's delicious" I heard him whisper again and saw him stuff the food, he cleared his throat to stop his movements and looked up, he hesitated and to my perspective, it looked he thought a bit on the words he wanted to utter.

"So how is your family"

He really hit to the point to start a conversation, I leaned back on the chair and rested my hands on the table, shrugging my shoulders I smiled sweetly and said, "Namjoon still hates me"

He looked down maybe contemplating on the words he wanted to keep this conversation I wanted to have with him alive, just then the kitchen door opened and we both heard the booming voice of Yoongi "I am going Seokjin bye" I looked back at him and smiled yet again and saw him go outside the front door.

Looking back at Jungkook I saw him staring at the retreating figure of Yoongi, I looked between him and Yoongi's back and raised my eyebrows "Seems like you know him" Jungkook looked at me his mouth a little open "He is my sister's ex-husband"

This was my time to be shocked and I lightly slammed my hands on the table with a penetrating piece of sweet juicy information "Why didn't I know about it?" Jungkook shrugged his shoulder eating the pasta he had picked up on his fork "We did not know much about us anyways" I huffed and sat back on the chair, I was acting like a kid I know but it was unbelievable "I said everything about my family to you"

"I did not understand half of that except that you were abused a lot by your step-dad and Namjoon" his voice dripped low with sadness and his eyes dropped to a sad one, I didn't want him to get sad on this topic because I was far away from their acknowledgment right now, but something was really off, I also heard a voice which resembled the one when you talk about the one you hate.

I saw him keep down his fork and look straight at my eyes, his eye held the same adventures I first fell for and I still feel the tingling sensation growing and coming to a new spring.

Seeing he was extending his hand to my face I jerked my face a little back fearing for a slap to fall for no reason, but again a daunting surprise roared up inside me when he slightly touched my cheeks which had the scar, my ears, and neck would probably be turning into the color of a blush pink in a makeup kit and I cleared my throat, well.. tried my best to clear my throat.

"Does it still hurt?" He said his voice coming out in a hush and I negatively shook my head "It is healed Hyung" and I held his hand, it was involuntary, my brain couldn't think straight anymore when I touched his hands I felt the soft warmness of the hand the same hand I had held last night fucking him and I am very sure about it.

He retreated his hands in a swift motion not even past two seconds that I had kept my own hands on top of it "How have you been Hyung?" I asked and saw him take a sip of the coffee and savor it for a bit in his mouth and closing his eyes in the process.

Jungkook hyung opened his eyes looking linearly at me again, it made my heartbeat stop, my cells malfunction and I still could not think what to do, maybe asking for this conversation was the wrong side for me.

"I have been pretty good" he replied slowly smelling the waft of caffeine from the coffee "So as you have come back to Seoul you are pursuing this restaurant or do you have ideas" I shrugged my shoulder and tried to maintain my cool when I looked at him and not just run to him and hug him "I will be working under my mother's company as a vice president starting tomorrow" I saw him make an oval shape with his lips.

He must have understood something "But your mother, you know does she still?"

"Ignore me?" He nodded curtly

"Yes she does, surprising to my whole existence she actually sent me a text which might have been deleted too but at least she cared" I smiled but it wasn't preferably returned by him "So after I left you, I mean abandoned you" abandoned was the word I was searching for I nodded for him to continue.

"Did you find any other love interest?" I see where he is going, I felt in the darkest corner of my brain that he is feeling a little jealous, but to tell the truth, I didn't find my heart to love anyone else than Jungkook hyung in front of me.

"No I didn't have any maybe some flings in the way but no Hyung I didn't have any love interest" He nodded and I saw the shrink of his upper lips into a small curt smile, I saw it before he could hide it back, I wanted to see that smile again.

I leaned a bit on the table close to his face and he stared at me with widened eyes, a blush forming over his cheeks "I don't supposedly find love Hyung, I find you" 

I saw his face morph into something when you overly flirt with someone, I hit the right spot and as a victory, I smirked within myself not showing how I liked the effect of my words on him.

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