The club fizzed with the usual late night energy. Low lights,drubbing music and the clinking of glasses blending with laughter and chatter. Jungkook was behind the counter as always,sleeves rolled up,towel slug over his left shoulder,shaking a cocktail with practiced ease. His expression was cool,calm,composed like he didn't have a care in the world.
Jimin leaned on the counter next to him, observing bim too intently. He didn't have the chance to talk to him about his date because he had spent the last two days at Yoongi's."So..the second date didn't exactly blow your socks off,huh?" Jimin teased him,swirling the glass in his hand with a smug grin as his eyebrows wiggled repeatedly.
Jungkook didn't bother glancing at him." It was fine." he responded, rather indifferent,pouring the drink into two separate glasses with precise movements.
" Fine? Jimin echoed, eyebrows rising." You were practically rushing to go out with Aespa."
Jungkook shrugged, grabbing the towel from his shoulder to wipe down the bar." Said it was fine. What more do you want? A detailed description? A report? Maybe I should write an essay!"
" Mmmm..right..Mmm. People don't always live up to our expectations."
" What does that supposed to mean,shorty?"
Jimin smirked, knowingly." That she's hot and pretty but not how you expected her to make you feel. I know you too well."
" That's bullshit! Aespa is my type. Exactly what I'm looking for in a woman."
Jimin thought about teasing him a bit. He knew damn well he'd regret it but he couldn't help himself. It was in his blood." And you're not by any chance thinking about..you-know-who.!"
Jungkook paused. Just for a second,squeezed the towel in his fingers,held his breath, determined not to play along. Was it written on his fucken forehead? Then scoffed, tossing the towel under the counter." I'm thinking about not breaking the shaker over your stupid head."
Jimin laughed." Touchy."
" Focused." he corrected him, reaching for another glass." I'm working and you should be too. You're not paid to fool around." But even as he tried to keep the rhythm going, mix,pour,serve,smile he couldn't stop the flicker in his chest. Irritated,vexed,disgusted, especially when he caught himself throwing glances at the door.
Cool exterior,intact but the grip on the shaker? A little too tight.
The music pulsed loud in the club as the door swung open, letting in a wave of cooler,night breeze and the unmistakable silhouette of him. Kim. Confident,composed and as infuriatingly magnetic as usual,he strode inside,through the crowd like he owned the place. Wait,he did! Unfortunately for Jungkook.
Taehyung didn't glance towards the bar,not once.
And Jungkook? Unbothered. He continued fixing drinks, chatting with customers,flirting,wiping down the counter with slow movements,then calmly lined a row of shot glasses without missing a beat. No flinch. No reaction. Merely a cool,almost dull expression on his handsome face as he filled each shot with steady hands.
Jimin elbowed him." What did you do to him? Kim I mean. He hasn't spared you a glance and oddly he's still here. He hasn't gone downstairs."
" How the hell should I know? As long as he doesn't make me watch his little..interactions I'm cool."
" Don't you find it strange?"
" Nope."
" That doesn't bother you?"
Jungkook smirked intensely,eyes still on the drinks." Why would it,shorty? He's off my back! Best night ever!Perhaps he's looking for the next victim. Another soul to torture. I'm saved either way."
" Perhaps…"Jimin muttered, eyeing the way Jungkook's jaw tightened,full of pretence. His brother was too stubborn for his own good!
" Would you stop blabbering and get back to work! Customers won't magically be served, you know."
As peculiar as it seemed, Taehyung stayed at the bar longer than usual. He stopped to exchange words with a couple at a table,a stunning woman and a handsome man in a corner booth. Laughter. A lot of flirting,a casual brushing of his hand on her back,a light touch on the other man's thigh.
Still no glance at the bar.
Jungkook kept moving , serving drinks, dodging questions, flirting, cracking a few jokes to customers, keeping his eyes focused everywhere and nowhere.
Could he be that lucky?
He refused to think about it further and jinxed it.
A clear proof he didn't care.
A loud indication he was free.
He hated him. Plain and simple.
Taehyung had deliberately prolonged his stay at the bar, lounged in a shadowed corner table, laughing with the couple but never once glancing at him. It was like he was invincible. Like they didn't know each other. It was by far the best option under the circumstances. No more trouble. No more baffled thoughts. No more questioning his decisions.
Jungkook seemed relieved while grabbing the next order,his expression calm and smiley, pouring shots, opening champagne bottles,rocking his hips to the pulsing music.
Taehyung,with his legs sprawled out and fingers holding a glass of whiskey,was the picture of relaxed confidence. He didn't even blink in Jungkook's direction. Not even when drinks arrived. Not when the music changed and not even when his companion leaned in and whispered to his ear ' how she'd love to be used by him..her husband would too…Tempting..
They existed on opposite sides of the bar,in the same space but different worlds. Absence. Heavy absence. Taehyung was baffled and lacked the energy,the time and the mood to keep playing games. He stood up with a quiet air of finality, adjusting his black jacket suit,lips curved in that same smug, detached smile. He'd accept the challenge that was so generously offered to him. The couple followed him,clearly enraptured.
Didn't glance back.
He simply walked out,his tall figure a slow,moving silhouette disappearing into the neon-lit night,framed by the club's entrance.
Jungkook caught sight of him from the corner of his eye as he poured a drink. He didn't falter,his expression remained the same,a bit too blank,a bit too calm. Jimin observed but said nothing. It wasn't the time to joke around,just passed him another bottle of vodka.
The glasses clinked on the counter. The music thumped on and Kook was working looking so pleased,he didn't realise his fingers had gripped the bottle a little too hard.
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However good things don't last! And apparently Jungkook was the unluckiest person on earth! After that night, everything changed and went back to Jungkook being bossed around,ordered to serve the big boss drinks at his VIP room,forced to see yet another revolting display of erotic madness and put up with the usual filth that made his stomach coil and forced him to run to the nearest restroom.
When would his nightmare end?
The bass from the dance floor thrummed faintly through the floorboards but Taehyung 's room was thick with tension. The dim overhead light cast sharp shadows across the furniture. Taehyung leaned back against his desk,arms folded, watching Jungkook pace in front of him like a lit fuse.
Jungkook stopped abruptly,eyes blazing. He had sworn not to stir things up,to keep his cool if he wanted to continue working in that place but it had gone out of hand! He was pushing his buttons.
" You need to stop!" he snapped." I mean it this time sir."
Taehyung raised a brow,slowly and on purpose." Stop what?
" Stop bugging me night after night. Stop pulling me off shift just to talk about nothing and make me watch your little.. intimate show.Stop looking at me like that. And quit the filthy flirting. I'm here to work not to be some toy you bat around when you're bored or when you feel like it!"
Taehyung's sneer was thin, almost lazy but his gaze was sharp, unreadable." I never said you were a toy but if you think that way that's your problem."
" You don't have to." Jungkook tarted,having stripped the capacity to restrain his tongue."Every word you say drips with the same arrogance. Every glance dribbles dirt and mockery. You think just because you own the place or because you're rich,you can get whatever or whoever you want."
" And what if I want you?" Taehyung replied softly yet dangerously.
Jungkook stepped back, trying to remain calm if possible." Your problem because I don't want you.So stop messing with me. Stop acting like this is some kind of a game to entertain your bored life." He let out a heavy sigh." I need this job. Don't make me quit."
Silence stretched. Then the younger turned on his heel." Conversation's over."
He stormed out, footsteps quick and furious, down the corridor. But just as he reached the stairs,a hand clamped around his wrist and yanked him back.
" What the hell? Sir,let go " Jungkook attempted to pull away but somehow Taehyung was stronger. The doors of the elevator slid open and he dragged him inside.
" We're not done." Taehyung croaked, jabbing the button. The doors closed.
Immediately, Jungkook stiffened. He skipped a breath or two. The walls seemed to close around him,too tight,too narrow. His heart began to pound,nor from rage but something deeper. His chest thummed and ached.
" Open the doors." he spatted, trying to mask the edge in his voice." Open them."
Taehyung blinked." What? We're not finished."
" Open the fucken doors! I…I.. can't.." His breath came across shorter now, erratic. He backed into the corner,hands pressed to the walls like he could push them. He was suffocating." Shit..fuck..I can't.. breathe..too.."
The man's confidence wavered instantly."Wait..hey..breathe..Jungkook breathe.. it's ok."
But it wasn't. He was gasping now,eyes wide and unfocused. His legs gave in beneath him and he collapsed,not crumbling but slumping forward like a puppet with cut strings. Taehyung reflexively caught him,arms closing around Jungkook's limp frame just as his head fell against the man's chest.
" Fuck!" Taehyung lisped." No,no,no,fuck!" He lowered both of them to the shiny,cold floor, clutching Jungkook tightly on his chest,heart hammering in sync with the elevator's soft hum. All the power,the skick charm,the cruelty he always wore like an armour,gone in a flash. He had absolutely no idea what to do. How to deal with it
" Hey ." he said in a faint whisper,panic creeping into his voice." Come on Kook,open your eyes. You hate me, remember? You've got more yelling to do. More scolding. More of that badass attitude."
Jungkook didn't stir.
Taehyung tightened his hold just slightly, swallowing down a knot in his dry throat. The weight of him felt terrifying and delicate all at once.
In what seemed forever,the elevator doors slid open with a soft chime but Taehyung barely noticed. His focus was on the unconscious weight in his arms. Jungkook slack and way too quiet,his handsome face pake under the kow light. He adjusted his grip and quickly carried him down the corridor,for once ignoring the curious stares of the lingering staff to Do-yun's office.
The doors slammed shut behind them as he laid him down carefully on the black, leather couch,his moves gentle in a way that felt foreign to him. He crouched beside him, brushing damp hair from Jungkook's brow, watching his chest rise and fall in shallow breaths.
" Why didn't you tell me you were claustrophobic? Why did I have to follow you?" he muttered more to himself than to him. He filled a glass of water from the mini bar in the corner, grabbed a cold compress from rne mini fridge,first time used for this purpose and returned to sit beside him again, pressing the cloth gently against his forehead.
Taehyung was still catching up with what had just happened. The cocky smirk he wore like a second skin had long fallen away. He had no idea what petrified him more. Seeing Jungkook collapse or that he had panicked. Really, really panicked. He didn't do panic. He didn't do helpless. He was used to the cruel,savage facade he had learnt to put on in order to survive.
But somehow Jungkook cracked through all that without even trying.
And he hated that he cared.
A soft groan pulled him from his spiral. Jungkook's brows drew together,lashes fluttering as he blink back to life."Hey,hey,easy." Taehyung said quickly, leaning in." You fainted in the elevator. Just breathe and take it easy. You're safe."
Jungkook sat up too fast." What?" His voice sounded hoarse." No,no..Oh shit!" He tugged the man's hand away to shun his touch and poked around in horror as realization struck him hard." Tell me..I didn't.."
" You passed out. I brought you here . Didn't know what else to do." He kept his tone level but there was definitely a softness to it he couldn't hide. He recoiled as if he had been slapped in the face,on both cheeks. He swung his legs off the couch, the compress fell on the floor, steading himself on the edge,fists clasped on his thighs. He stubbornly refused to meet his eyes,jaw grinding with rage and shame.
Humiliation. Vulnerability boiling into a fit of wrath." Great!" he retorted bitterly." Fucking great! Just what I needed. To have you and everyone else see me like that."
" Jungkook.."
" No, don't." He stood up, staggering slightly before straightening himself, snapping into place." Don't act like you give a damn. You've been messing with me since day one and now what? You get to play the savior too? So that I can owe you for helping? So that you'll ask something in return?"
" That's not what it is.. you're overthinking."
" You think I don't see it? " Jungkook raved."You get off on breaking people down just to feel powerful and dominant but not to me. Not like this. I'm strong."
Taehyung rose slowly,hands at his sides."That's not fair."
" Neither is dragging someone into a box they can't breathe in, knowing they always use the stairs." His voice cracked on the last sentence and he immediately bit it back." I only work for you."
" I didn't know you used the stairs." he responded to his defence and it was true. He couldn't have known.
" This will never happen again." And with that, he strode to the door, shoulders taunt,fury radiating off him like heat. He paused just long enough to throw one last glance over his shoulder." If you ever touch me like that.. don't." A clear cut warning. Then he was gone,the door flinging shut behind him in a loud thug.
Taehyung stood there,silent. The ghost of Jungkook's weight,still in his arms,his mind reeling. For the first in his life, he didn't have a line to say. No charm. No arrogance. Just the void quiet of someone realising they might have gone too far..
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The cool, night breeze hit Jungkook like a sharp slap but it was welcomed. It grounded him. Gave him something real to feel rather than the unbearable humiliation still burning under his skin.
'You fainted. You collapsed in his arms like some fragile, breakable thing. In front of him.'
Jungkook's stomach twisted. His panting chest still tight as if his lungs hadn't forgiven him yet. The image of Kim's face kept flashing behind his doe eyes,no smug or grin this time. Just concern. Genuine concern.
And it made it worse.
'He doesn't get to see me like that. Not him. Not the guy who spends every night pushing my buttons,to watch me squirm.'
He understood he had overreacted. He had seen the kook on Kim's face,shocked and scared maybe? But that didn't change anything. Vulnerability was a weapon in places like this and showing it meant surrender. And he couldn't.. wouldn't give him the satisfaction. That kind of power over him because he was absolutely certain he'd use it to his advantage when it suited him.
'You should have just kept your head down. Played it cool. But no! You had to snap,had to crack open like a glass under pressure.'
His fists balled in his pants pockets. What frightened him more than the feeling of claustrophobia was how a part of him,a teenie tiny, traitorous part of him, had felt safe in his arms. Protected. Held.
It made his skin crawl.
He wasn't ready to ask himself why that mattered so much all of the sudden.
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Taehyung hadn't moved an inch. The room was hushed again. The cold compress, laid forgotten on the floor and the warmth where Jungkook had been.. were gone. He rubbed his jaw,pacing once before sitting down on the edge of the couch as if his legs might give out next.
What the hell just happened?
He had only meant to push back. Flirt a little. Tease. Keep playing the game both seemed addicted to. He hadn't thought, hadn't known how deep it ran for Jungkook. How real the panic was behind this fire of madness.
Terror. That was written all over his face,seen in those wide,doe eyes. He was the reason.
A slick, guilty feeling crept up in his gut. He wasn't accustomed to guilt but to power, control,charm and roughness.
And it all crumbled down the moment Jungkook hit the floor.
'You crossed the line Tae. You grabbed him. You didn't listen. Didn't let go. You demanded as always.'
He ran a hand through his hair, exhaling slowly and steadily. What haunted him most wasn't the collapse. It was the way he looked at him after. Like Taehyung was to blame. Like he was the last person in the world he wanted to be vulnerable in front of. Like being seen,had hurt him more than anything else.
Taehyung couldn't stop replaying the way Jungkook had felt in his arms. Not fragile. Not weak. Just real. Scorching, blazing fire in his arms. For once the stupid game he had webbed didn't matter. Now he had no idea how to fix it or if he ever had the right to try.
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The corridor behind the main floor pulsed with muffled bass and the late-night energy but there backstage,behind the rumbling noise ,things were quieter,sharper. Jungkook turned the corner so fast, nearly colliding with a familiar,broad chest..his heart skipped,his jaw clenched.
Taehyung stood there like he had been waiting, casual,arms crossed,one shoulder leaning against the wall like a fucken king,the air in the corridor blending with the musky scent he so much detested. That damn, irritating smirk tugged at the corner of his lips.
" Missed me?" Taehyung jested. Jungkook's eyes narrowed to slits. He hadn't noticed him coming into the club,after three days of unusual absence and honestly he was so relieved. He actually thought he was given time to suck in what had happened during their last encounter.
" You wish." He pushed by him with Taehyung grabbing his arm. Not rough,not like the previous time. Just enough to halt his stride."We're not doing this again." Jungkook hurled, ripping his arm away.
" Oh? What exactly are we doing?" the man asked,voice faint and teasing." Because of the other night? That looked like a lot of something."
Jungkook shifted,fury flashing in his eyes." You think that was a moment? That me having a panic attack in your overpriced box was some kind of bonding experience?"
Taehyung's sneer faltered for a split second."That's not what I meant."
"Oh! Save it!" He snapped, stepping closer,his stomach curling." You don't mean anything,do you? It's all just a performance. A sick,twisted game of power. You strut around like you're untouchable, charming, magnetic and yeah perhaps you've got everyone else fooled,your minions,your friends, your boy toys. But I can see right through you."
Taehyung's smile sharpened." Do you now? Please do tell. I'm dying to know!"
" Yes. You flirt because it's easier than feeling. You tease because you don't want anyone getting close enough to call your bluff. You're bored, miserable, looking for a way to drag everyone along. There's nothing good inside you." He had said it. Everything in his mind was out in the open. It would cost him but he was seriously fed up." And you don't get to fire me! I quit." Bad move.. really bad move but he couldn't handle it anymore. At least Jimin would still be around to fight for their purpose. He'd bust his balls with his usual whining but…at least he'd be free from this Godforsaken place.
" I won't let you quit."
" You've got no say in this."
" Your resignation is not accepted. You need this job.You said it yourself."
" I need my peace of mind more. I can't deal with you. Your flirting, arrogance and misery."
Taehyung's expression darkened,somber than ever but he leaned in ,voice smooth as velvet."I am all that? Funny.. that's exactly what I've been saying about you. It's like describing yourself."
Jungkook's face froze,deluged with a peculiar numbness.
" You spit venom like it would keep people away. When all it does is make them wanna see what you're protecting. And underneath all that matcho rage?" He tossed his head to the side,his breath brushing the younger 's ear."You're petrified of what happens if someone actually gives a damn. If your coolness crumbles down. If you discover who you really are."
Jungkook's mouth opened but no words came out. His chest rose and fell faster. He hated how close he was. His scent attacked his skin. Hated how right he sounded." I ain't scared of you!" he clarified.
" Could have fooled me! " he answered back,smug again." You looked terrified the other night. Not only from the 'box'."
That did it! Jungkook shoved him hard, Taehyung stumbled back a step,caught off guard but then he roared in laughter, teasing and amused like Jungkook was the most fascinating thing he had ever seen.
" God, you're exhausting! Jungkook hissed, gnashing his teeth." Why can't you leave me alone? Pretend I don't exist?"
" Because I don't want to." And it was the bloody truth. Taehyung's decision to stay the hell away from that boy crumbled every time his eyes caught one glance of those doe eyes and alluring smile. It drifted him away..
Suddenly silence dropped like a heavy weight.
Jungkook stared at him, overawed,chest heaving,lips parted. His voice ripen into something quieter but deadlier." Well I want nothing from you. No more games. No more silly comments. No more flirting,no more dragging me into whatever power play you've got running in your head. And no more forcing me to watch you play with your boy toys and bimbos. I'm not your entertainment. I'm your employee and sure as hell nor your type.."
Taehyung's voice matched his,low and tight."You have no fucken idea what my type is."
"Oh I think I do!" Jungkook leered devilishly."Someone you can toy with. Someone who falls at your feet. Someone playing the sweet, fragile, submissive Omega for the Alpha male to feed your ego. Well newsflash!" He stooped down,close enough for their breaths to mingle." I don't fall. I ain't submissive."
A razor shaped smile coated Taehyung's lips."Then why do you look so ready to?"
Jungkook sucked in an aching breath then without uttering a word,turned on his heel and marchex away. This time Taehyung didn't stop him. Not with a hand,not with a word. His eyes followed him,flaming with rage, admiration and need. Because despite everything,he wasn't sure who had won that round.
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The luxurious restaurant buzzed with quiet elegance,soft clinking of cutlery,low conversion,the occasional pop of a champagne core. The lighting was golden,the tables spaced just far enough for privacy but close enough for tension to bleed across the room.
It was Jungkook's fifth date with Aespa and this time he had chosen a more classy restaurant instead of his usual cozy places. He leaned back in his comfortable seat, dressed smartly. Not his thing but he had to match the atmosphere. Black shirt, unbuttoned just to tease the hollow of his throat,no tie,tight,black pants- well a bit too tight- ring glinting when he sipped his red wine.
Across from him Aespa, charming and stunning as ever in her burgundy, shoulder length cocktail dress just above the knee. She was breathtaking and impossible to take your eyes off her. Jungkook's smile was dangerous tonight. He was deliberately putting on a show, exhibiting his charm, shamelessly flirting, hoping it would lead to something more than casual dinner.
Somewhere between the first and second course Aespa spoke." You really aren't the shy type." she pointed out, earning a low grin from her date.
" Shy is boring. I'd rather get in trouble."
" You are trouble ,Kook!" She laughed." I have noticed. I can already tell "
Jungkook squated, voice dropping,steeped in honey." Only if you ask.. nicely."
" Such a tease." Her laughter rang out again,light and flirty and Jungkook tilted his head, watching her like she was a game he already knew how to win. Easy and smooth. His eyes accidentally flicked across the restaurant.
And there he was..
Taehyung was seated just two tables away. Not alone. Across from him,sat Seojoon, casual and handsome. However the tension in the man's shoulders betrayed the smile he wore, obviously pretending not to look. Was he following him? Was he stalking him? He shivered. Had he hired someone to track down his every move? Or had he put a tracking device on him to monitor his whereabouts? It wasn't a coincidence and Jungkook didn't believe in them. It was calculated and deliberate.
He put on a false front,brooding over his date but deep inside something was itching him, making his heart bulge and the blood in his veins bubble. The more he attempted to concentrate on Aespa,the more distracted he became. He could hardly hear a word she said and kept smiling and nodding. Oh the hell with it..
He threw a slow, exasperated smirk.' So you brought backup,too huh? Let's play!' He shouldn't have submitted to that naughty devil inside his brain,the one he carried since childhood and brought him trouble but he did. He shifted his undivided attention to Aespa, bombing her with sweet words and praises,voice loud and dragged enough to carry." You know there's something kind of sexy about eating in a classy place like this and still thinking about what we could be.. doing later!"
" Oh yeah? And what exactly are we doing later?"she bit her lower lip.
Jungkook provocatively winked at her, smirking on purpose,gently running his fingers on her hand." You'll just have to keep flirting to find out."
" Tempting Kook.. you're full of unexpected surprises."
" Good ones I hope." He lifted her hand,held it in his,brittly kissing her palm and knuckles,feeling her trembling at his touch.
'This is wrong Kook. Stop making a fool of yourself and messing with her. She's nice and you like her.Why are you being a brat?'
Meanwhile, Taehyung was taking sips of his whiskey with calculated ease. Unbothered and indifferent. His eyes were arid and barren. The only thing giving away his internal conflict was his tensed jaw and even more tensed knuckles around the glass.
' Was this his date? The girl from that night at the club? Was that his type? Why the hell was he turning this into a performance when he was the one who was sick of this game? For me? For her? '
Seojoon arched a brow in profound curiosity,choking a laugh." Isn't that Jungkook?"
" Excruciatingly, yeah!" he yabbered flatly.
" He's cute when he's bad."
Taehyung shot him an amused look." He's always being bad. It's his nature."
" And you wanna tame him,showing him there's one worse than him. "
" I wouldn't mind..yet I don't pay more attention to his badass attitude than needed."
Seojoon couldn't help but laugh." Reminds me of someone I know."
"Who?" he asked without realising it,too absorbed in pretending he wasn't looking at Kook
" Take a good look in the mirror and you'll find out, buddy."
His friend was apparently too bemused in observing the brat two tables away to give him a proper answer.
The younger was still holding the girl's hand.
" Are you always like that?"
" Like what,sweetie? " he sounded teasing enough to reach Taehyung's ears.
" This smooth..this intense.. sizzling like fire."
" No,not really."
" Then why now?Why me?"
" You're lucky I guess. It's natural with you." But even as he said it his eyes darted sideways,locking with Taehyung's for a single breath. There was heat there. Defiance.
'See me? it shouted. This is what I want. What I need. Not you.'
The man's lips lunged into a sluggish, vicious smile.' You little shit.'
It was his turn to ripost. He gulped down the test of his whiskey before speaking." Seojoon tell me what's worse. Someone who flirts like starving for attention or someone who plays hard to get because they don't know what the hell they want? Hiding behind a big mouth and a badass attitude?"
Jungkook's laugh was faint and deviant. He slightly shifted in his chair, not gazing at him directly. Why did he even bother? How stupid and childish was he to fall straight into his trap? He ought to quit while he could because he didn't want to give Aespa the wrong impression. But he couldn't help himself from serving him the appropriate answer. It was beyond his will..so he shot right back.
" Some people like the chase. Others are just afraid they'll get caught and be exposed."
" And some mistake drama for depth."
" While others confuse ownership with affection." Jungkook probbed, nodding his head.
Silence buzzed between the tables. Static silence.
Aespa finally caught on to the lingering tension, cropping her head." Ok.. What's going on? You two know each other?"
Jungkook glanced with mock surprise." Oh! Didn't I mention? He owns the club where I work. The 'Black Swan'. Sometimes he forgets he doesn't own me."
" Only because you keep acting like you want to be kept..Kook." Taehyung squealed,cool as ever.
Jungkook's chin clamped,his teeth gabbered. He downed the rest of his red wine in one go."Sweetie I'm sorry. He gets a kick out of following me around. It's creepy but adorable,really. Like a rich,stray cat who thinks it's charming. A form of entertainment to amuse his boring life!" he exclaimed,boldly,pushing it too far. In dangerous territories. This entire situation was nerve- wracking. Wherever he went Taehyung would pop up. 24/7.
" He's your boss Kook and you're getting shirty with him. Aren't you afraid" she crouched down." he might fire you?"
Jungkook tapped his fingers on the table,corking a snort." I'm the best he has. He's a businessman and can't afford to lose me. I'm excellent at my job. I make more money for him than any other employee." He boasted,cocking his head to the side all smug.
Aespa seemed baffled and something inside her clicked and buzzed as a warning." Should I be worried I'm in the middle of something?"
The younger's devilishly handsome face laced with a smirk that could kill." Nope. I'm exactly where I want to be, beautiful. With you."
It eased the girl's doubts but the gleam in his eyes, unknowingly, unwantedly, said otherwise.