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Seokjin 9.0

If you had asked him a week ago where he thought he would be in seven days, the current answer wouldn't have been the one he gave.

Lives weren't meant to change so quickly.

But then he reminded himself that they could change in the blink of an eye. One single heart beat could stand between you and a totally different life. You could be someone one moment and be someone totally different the next.

Did Jungkook love him? Or did he just love what he gave him? Affection and human touch, warmth and kindness.

But no one had ever made him act this before. Posting pictures of the other on his Instagram and smiling at all of the compliments he had received. Laughing and giggling, knowing his daddy was blushing and babbling on like a fool and it was all because of him.

He liked that about Jungkook. The duality. How he could be so soft and then seemingly slip and become something else all together. Liked how he let him take the lead yet wasn't afraid to put him back in his place.

He'd thought he was doing the right thing. Extending the contract. Giving them more time. Telling himself he could let himself pretend and then let go completely.

But he had been let go of so many times and he could still remember how it ached each and every single time. Had been thrown away like he was nothing more than a piece of trash to be discarded. How could he do that to someone else?

How could he do that to Jungkook?

Yoongi had spoken and his phone had buzzed, signifying an incoming text and he'd made the mistake of pulling it away from his ear. Of catching sight of that picture and looking into those eyes. And he'd felt something inside of him tighten until it felt as though it was going to snap.

How could he do that to someone else?

He couldn't.

How could he do that to Jungkook?

He couldn't.

If Jungkook was his good thing, the very best one that had ever happened to him, then why was he running away from happiness instead of towards it? Because it had only been a week? His whole life had been turned upside down in a single breath more times than he could count. A week was generous.

A week was more than enough time to fall in love.

"I haven't told him yet." Yoongi's voice caught his attention, and he brought the phone back up, ignoring whoever had been trying to reach him. "We can just pretend that conversation never happened. Let you guys finish out your three months and then -"

"No." How could this ever be real with the contract hanging over them? If they took that away, the doubts would disappear with it. "I changed my mind. I think I'd like to cancel it after all."

"Seokjin." It was a soft sigh, like the other had somehow known that this was going to be the outcome. "Are you sure?"

"Yes." He wasn't. He wasn't sure of anything. But he knew that this was real to him. And he wanted it to be real to Jungkook. This was the only way it ever would be.

"Then Kim Seokjin, as of this moment you are no longer contracted to Jeon Jungkook. If you would like to find another placement, please let me know." But he wouldn't be. And they both knew that.

"I will." At least he would have something to fall back on. Some plan instead of the utter panic he had felt before. "Thanks, Yoongi. And if it's okay, I'd like to tell Jungkook."

"Of course. Saves me the trouble." He could not believe what he was about to say - because Yoongi was not a person who believed in things like true love. But even his cold, dead heart knew this was something different. Something special. "Go be disgustingly cute with your boy."