Replacement [Jikook ff] ✅

Part 2

Jimin’s POV

It was about two years ago.

The way we met was cliché.

Jungkook was hurt emotionally at that time, and as a CEO who was always busy with compact schedule, he didn't have a lot of free time like us normal employees to go drown himself into his pool of tears and alcohol or whatsoever.

He wasn't my boss though, I was working at a different company from him.

So that one day, I accidentally found him crying on the floor in one of the vacant meeting rooms at my office which he had come for work purposes, with his phone smashed by his side.

Like I was possessed, even though I knew what I did was way over the line with this big guy, I got down on both my knees in front of him and wiped his tearful face with the hem of my shirt.

What's more shocking was that he didn't even flinched away, and instead pulled me towards him even more and buried his face on my chest.

Can you imagine how shocking and saddening the moment was?

I've known him for long.

Although only based on stories I heard from people around me, I knew that this young CEO's personality was anything but weak.

But seeing how he was crying that hard, it's so sad.

Was he that hurt that he even asked for a stranger's comfort?

Thus, I hugged him back.

Patted his wide shoulder to calm him down.

Softly burying my face into his hair, taking in his scent that was filled with expensive cologne, whispering to him that it'll be okay for numerous times like it was a mantra.

Until he stopped crying, which was not so long if we were looking at how he wailed so heartbreaking-ly at first.

Maybe he just realized that he was crying in a stranger's arms and should stop immediately.

So, by the time he loosened his arms, I also pulled away, only to see my shirt dampened with his tears.

"I'm sorry. How're you going to go out?" he looked at me with a red nose and still teary eyes, and I couldn't let this young man feel troubled by such simple thing, so I just shrugged it off easily.

He was still very young after all.

Even younger than me.

"No problem, I'll just say I spilled water on me or something if I cross path with anyone. Does your bodyguard knows that you - uh - here?"

He has a bodyguard, yes.

Due to the overwhelming popularity of this man not only because of his success in the business world but also for his good looks, Jeon Jungkook had to hire a bodyguard to protect him from any sabotage that would prevent him from working, and also to protect him from fanatic fans.

But I saw his bodyguard at the cafeteria earlier, on his break probably, or buying his boss's lunch so that this young Jeon didn't have to meet with a lot of people.

"I don't think so," his voice sounded distraught, so I decided to take control of the situation at hand.

"I'll bring him here, and I'll be back with a pack of ice as well,"

"Thank you for not freaking out," his thanks sounded sincere, and I couldn't believe I'd hear someone thanked me for letting them cry like a normal person.

"A human can cry," looking at him while saying that, his eyes showed gratitude when they met mine.

"Do you know me?" he sniffed, wiping his remaining tears before looking back at me.

"Of course, you're Mr. Jeon," flashing him a smile and stood up, my body acted on my own again when I offered him my hand.

He looked at me quizzically and I tilted my head to the chairs.

"Please get up. Sit on the chair and hide your face on the table. Pretend you're sleeping or something," I told, and he nodded before taking my hand the next second.

Trying my best to act calm as his grip on my hand tightened when he gave a little pull to lift his weight off the floor, I turned my face away to not feel so flustered by this simple touch.

For an omega like me who have no mate, being touched by such a handsome alpha can be quite troubling for my heart. Luckily I wasn't close to my heat.

"Do you want my jacket to cover your shirt? Your skin, uh - it's showing" he offered with a little shy voice, and I was quite embarrassed actually, but I didn't want to accept his offer due to many reasons.

One of the many was because of harmful gossips.

What would happen to this handsome and famous alpha if any paparazzi caught an omega on camera with his jacket and started making rumors without wanting to know the truth?

That can't happen to the boy.

He's already sad as it is.

"No, it's okay" getting out the room, I quickly went to my desk to get my jacket to cover myself, I walked fast towards the bodyguard, hoping that he'll still be in the cafeteria.