Jinkook Exhibit

7.8 Jungkook, Be Mine!

Jungkook lowered his head, biting his lips, regretting his decision on texted Seokjin to come picking him up at the office 30 minutes ago.

He play with his necktie, didn't dare to raise his head looking at Seokjin or outside the car.

"Are you sure, you don't want to go to the clinic?" Asked Seokjin but was answered by silence.

He glance at Jungkook on the passenger seat and he sees his side profile that was never failed to amaze him. But sadly, Jungkook isn't looking happy. His lips pouting and Seokjin didn't understand why.

"Hey.." he unconsciously grab his fingers and squeezing them. "Are you sure, you don't want to go to the clinic?" he repeat, since Jungkook didn't answer him at the first time.

"Huh?" Jungkook startle when Seokjin take his fingers.

He isn't sure either to pull back or just staying still. He don't want Seokjin to think he's having feelings for him if he let him hold his hand because he's pretty sure knowing that Seokjin didn't have any feelings for him after their conversation on the phone earlier.

"Are you okay?" asked Seokjin, releasing his hands, palming his forehead. "Hm.. I'll send you back.."

"Y-yea.. Okay.."

Seokjin smiles, focusing back on the road. "Can I turn on the radio?"

"Hm? Yea.. It's your car.."

"Alright.."

Seokjin tuning on the radio. The whole journey was silence between them. Only sometimes Seokjin will asked if he need to take the turns when they arrived at the junction.

"Ha.. What a coincidence.. Are you sure here is where you're living?" Seokjin asked right after parking the car by the street.

"Yeah.. I can't afford living at expensive building.. I'm just a normal worker.."

The director laughing, sweeping his face. "Haha. At what floor?"

".. Why..?"

"I live in 10th."

"Oh.. Eh, what—?!!?"

Jungkook's shocked. How can a high paid director living in a lower cost apartment like this one? He should've at least living in a luxury apartment or maybe in a villa or a penthouse hotel like those in the drama.

But this place, its only cost him 170 thousand won a month! Which is around 150 USD! That's only 1 percent of Seokjin's salary!

"What? Why?"

"I mean, you could've— this isn't a luxury apartment, why are you living here??"

Seokjin rubbing his chin, thinking. He leaning closer to Jungkook, squint eyes. "Hmm.. I wonder why?"

"Eh?" Jungkook looking so puzzle. He didn't get it, why such a high paid director would stay in the shabby looking apartments. And not just that, the apartment are really old. The elevator will somehow broken down so they had to use the stairs. Even he will cursed when the unfortunate event happened.

"Which floor?" asked Seokjin, dragging Jungkook back to reality.

"Ni...ne.."

"Oh.. You're just one floor before me."

Seokjin glance at his watch. It's past 4. "I think I can finish the job earlier today. How do you think?" he grins a mischievous grins.

"Wha— are you not going back to work...?"

"Uh oh." Seokjin shakes, pursing lips.

"I don't think it's proper.." Jungkook fiddling his fingers, eyes looking down on his laps.

"Oh.. Yea.. You're right.. Then, I'll only be sending you here.." Seokjin leaning back on his seat.

"Al-aright.." Jungkook nods, slowly unbuckle the seatbelt. But suddenly, the director jerk forward to him, holding his hand.

"No. I'll send you at your door."

Their eyes met. Jungkook was stunned. Seokjin smiling at him, helping him unbuckle the belt.

"Let's go."

...

Being alone with Seokjin was one hell of a kind but now stuck in the broken elevator with him again, making Jungkook flustered.

His heart thumping loud, his face's bright in red that he's sure Seokjin  definitely noticed him in the embarrassing situation.

'And why the fuck this fucking elevator has to break at this time?'

He glance at Seokjin that's standing behind him and he sees the director was busy with his phone, smiling.

'He must have someone special.. To be smiling like that..'

Seokjin flinched, looking back at him. Jungkook immediately turn around, was caught in action for staring deep at him.

"Wanna hear a joke?" asked Seokjin, killing the silence between them.

"Uhm.. What is.. It..?"

"What does the onion says to each other when they meet?"

...

Tell me your answer.