Faking It All

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Ship: Junghope, Hopekook

Warnings: None

Genre: Angst

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"I'm sick of this Jeon Jungkook."

"Shit gets serious when you take my full name."

"Shit is serious!! Its fucking serious!"

"What do you mean its serious?! All I am telling you is to stay away from that fucker!"

"Thats the point, JungKook! You don't get to tell me who I am supposed to fuck and who not! Not when you yourself are cheating on your partner, telling me you love me only to go fuck someone else! You're in no place to say that! Be fucking logical instead of immature!"

"I can, Hobi, because you are mine! Just mine!"

"I am no one's! I AM A HUMAN. NOT A FUCKING OBJECT YOU GET TO OWN! Stop objectifying me!"

"So you are gonna leave me?"

"Of course duh, I don't have time for people who think they can own a human."

"You are not going anywhere bit-"

"I can. And you won't stop me. I have the phone right here, one single wrong move, and soon you'll be in jail. Get that Jeon JungKook?"

"Y-yes."

Flashback

The brunetted walked through the big doors of the building, staring at the indoor decor in awe.

The building's first floor was covered with simple beige tiles, a chandelier on the middle of the ceiling, some black leather chairs situated by the walls. The receptionist's half circled desk was situated by the corner of the room, a young man furiously typing on the computer. There were light whispers echoing through the neat room, some people gawking at him.

A flight of stairs were located by the left side of the far end and two elevators were on the opposite of the stairs.

He walked towards the desk, and lightly knocked on the wood to grab the attention of the receptionist.

The man, who seemed in his middle 20s, looked up and smiled at him before asking, "May I know your name, boy?"

The brunette smiled back and replied, "Jung HoSeok. I am here for an appointment with Mr Jeon Jungkook."

The man frowned before turning to the computer again. Hoseok always wondered what they did 24/7 on the device. Play games? Stalk accounts? Hack accounts? Watch people through the security cameras? Satan knows.

"I am sorry Mr Jung. Mr Jeon seems to be running late today. Kindly wait for him to arrive. You can sit on one of the chairs."

The other male nodded, "Okay. I will wait for him."

"I really apologise for the delay, Mr." The man gives him a regretful look. "Oh no, don't apologise. Its absolutely okay. May I know your name Mr?"

He smiled, "Sure, I am Kim SeokJin. Nice to meet you Mr Jung."

"The pleasure is mine. Now I will leave you with your...uh..device. Thank you."

Hoseok walked towards the seats and took one, pulling out his phone and opening up his social media. Although he was occupied, he tapped his foot impatiently on the marble lightly causing other people to glare and hiss at him. He quickly sent them an apologetic look before looking back to his device in embarassment.

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