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Chapter 14- Pain.

[one week later]

-Jeon Jungkook POV-

Working out was part of my therapy, part of living a balanced life. That time I spend on myself paid out in a thousand different ways in the lives of those I love as if my senses are all interconnected. There was something magical about being in that moment that I enjoyed and questioned when other's didn't, in those repetitive actions that freed my brain to come up with new solutions and perspectives about my new life. I felt my lungs expand and my heart beat all the more strongly. In those moments of pushing my limits I was there, all present and correct: in a way that became important to me.

Finally after completing all my sets I was done for today, physically and mentally satisfied with today's outcome. The gym didn't turn out to be that bad as I personally expected it to be and I was able to get my required privacy to myself, secondly Felix's friends turned out to be better than him and just fine so might as well have scored something around. Y/n was surprised at the beginning and a bit worried about me meeting wrong kind of people but after a little assurance she herself turned out to be happy to know that I'm finally making some so called friends, my innocent angel.

"Didn't know you worked out" an unknown voice snapped me back as I dropped the weights before taking some breath in to relax my muscles down and looked behind to only find none other than Jimin who was drenched in sweat the same as me and dressed up in work out clothes so definitely not here working around on a case or bullshit like that but still him initiating a conversation with me isn't a fact to digest.

"Well I do" I replied back coldly since I don't really need his presence around me outside of work especially when I'm not in mood to be talking business around. "Heard you are also into boxing so wanna give it a try when the ring is free?" he questioned as I raised my eye brows in suspicion, how come this man is acting so friendly out of nowhere and how the fuck he even knows I do boxing in the first place? seems like I'm not the only one researching.

I scoffed at the thought as I grabbed my water bottle before facing him to continue the baseless unwanted conversation he started for absolutely no reason. "Sure but how come you are here talking to me?" I questioned due to the curiosity beating out the best of me as he seemed a bit hesitant making me some what mentally curse at the fact that I choose to study law instead of psychology since this person here definitely is a broken puzzle begging to be solved.

"Well I've seen you multiple times and we have seemed to establish this weird relationship but professionally speaking I was always looking forward to talk to the new rising star of Mr Seokjin's firm" he explained patiently, sure as if i'd believe that. "I see well anyways I needed your signature on couple of files so I'll be visiting the station soon so see you then" I pushed the end to the conversation since I was not prepared at the moment and he didn't seem to mind so I walked out only to get interrupted by the midget again.

"I'll be waiting for you Jeon, I hope we become great friends" and as I turned to nod all I could see was this weird unreadable expression plastered all over his face with a clearly uncomfortable smirk making me frustrated again.

He's definitely onto something and maybe sending someone else instead of me is a good idea but on the contrary I must figure out what's up, he definitely knows something that he isn't supposed to know but why is he acting like this only now and on top of it right after I asked Hoseok for the information related to him because it's clearly not the first time he saw me around isn't it? does he even remember me from the first time we met because all I remember is him being a lovesick broken tape recorder.

All the way as I drive back home the thoughts of what happened previously clouded my mind, it's all fucked up and nothing makes sense to me anymore. Feeling anxious has become a kind of background noise to me now, as if it were traffic on some unseen road. There are times I can do something about it, and times I cannot.