Dead Ringer |Jikook|🎀

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Chapter Twenty: Seokjin and his obsession.

"What is it, Mr.Kim?"

Jungkook always had his suspicions on his boss, Seokjin. And now that Mr.Kim asked him to get on his car to discuss about few things, he didn't know where to put it.

"I just wanted to talk about my lost love, Jungkook," Seokjin started. He took a flask from his side with two glasses and poured some into each. He raised the glass towards Jungkook who shook his head, frowning at the brown liquid. "It's just chocolate milk that my mom made for me." He said. "My mom does magic." He smiled.

Jungkook sighed and took the glass from the man.

Seokjin doesn't take no for an answer. He would somehow force it to them but never leave them be.

"Ahh where are my manners?" Seokjin coughed and fully turned to him. "How are you now, Jungkook? Is your health better? Your Aunt is adamant on not answering calls and I didn't want to waste time with her and chose to come to you directly instead." Jungkook nodded as an answer. "It's good to see one of my best employees back in his feet after suddenly fainting in the middle of a shit ghost show. What is the ghost though, Jeongguk?" Seokjin stared at him with narrowed eyes, looking scarier than usual, his handsome features only scaring Jungkook more cause how can such a cruel man be so handsome?

But Jungkook knew better.

Handsome people are always way more scarier than creeping looking ones.

Jimin is an awesome example for Jungkook.

Approached by an handsome man, he was excited, but all his excitement went down the drain when he come to realise that the handsome man was a ghost.

"What?" Jungkook frowned in confusion, not taking note of how Seokjin's voice deepened when he said Jeongguk.

Seokjin smiled. "Nothing," He sipped from his chocolate milk, eyes keened on him. "I'm glad you are okay, Jungkook." He voiced again. "So, I wanted to talk with you about my lost love. You might wonder why I would be talking about that with you. I will tell you that too. But for now, I will tell about my Hyung who I love dearly." Seokjin grabbed the chocolate milkshake from Jungkook when he saw how the younger looked fuzzy.

"W-what did you add in it?" Jungkook massaged his forehead with a big frown, unable to ignore how he felt drunk. "Did you fucking drug it?" He asked.

"My mom usually adds drugs in my chocolate milk. I'm sorry, Jungkook. I didn't know you had zero alcohol tolerance. I drink every day without a break so I am better drunk than you," Seokjin apologised with a sad face. "Well, don't disturb me, yeh? I still have to explain a lot of things to you." He instructed before clearing his throat.

Jungkook watched him with a glare.

"I am in love with Park Jimin," Seokjin's eyes keenly watched Jungkook for a reaction and smirked when he got one. Jungkook knew it was his Jimin he was talking about.

But how does Seokjin even know about Jimin in the past? What is their relationship?

"He was kidnapped and forced to marry the kidnapper. We were planning to run away and marry each other but unfortunately, my stupid Dad killed him."

Jungkook's eyes widened in surprise. Someone named Jinsuk killed Jimin.... Jinsuk, Seokjin.. Mr.Kim is the son of Jimin's killer?!

"Do you promise to not tell anyone about this Jungkook?" Jin suddenly asked, Jungkook nodding. "I watched my Daddy die. I was just a child then, probably 7 or 8. I didn't help cause he deserved it for killing my love. Kim Namjoon killed my daddy. I still remember clearly how he trespassed into my home like it was nothing. He was smiling at me and asked where my dad was. I gave him directions and when he told me to stay away, I smiled and replied that I wanted to watch. That I wanted to watch my Daddy being killed. He was quite shocked so I guess he isn't that much of an psycho like my Jimin was. And I watched him. Watched him stab my Daddy to death, loved hearing my Daddy beg for me to call someone. He deserved all of it. All of it."