Sex Pact {Taekook}

5.

The brunette came out of his bedroom, all the guards bowing to him in respect. A man was sitting on the breakfast table , waiting for his arrival.

" Good morning, jungkook. " The man stood up from his chair as he prepared the plates for the breakfast to be served.

" Yoongi hyung, we need to go somewhere first. I will have breakfast with a certain someone. Will you come? "

The brunette told one of his men to prepare the car with all the arrangements needed. The man bowed and left from there.

" It's the boy from tomorrow , isn't it? Jungkook, don't tell me that you are in love... "

The brown eyes which were focused to his mobile screen now diverted towards the elder, a strange sarcasm in them.

" Love??? .... That shit isn't for me. He is just another fuck toy that I want to have. All by myself. "

Yoongi sighed, he knew the younger since his teenage days, the change of personality that took place in him, he still feels guilty about failing to save his dongsaeng.

" Well, good to hear that. Do what you want, it's not like that I will tell and you will listen to me. Just remember that, don't push your ego and obsession to the extent where it will hurt both you and him. "

Jungkook seemed interested about something. He sat beside yoongi.

" Hyung, no need to worry about him. He is more lowly than I am. Not an emo or anything. "

Jungkook stood up waving to yoongi.

" Prepare two plates of breakfast. I will bring my guest quickly."

Yoongi looked at the younger leaving the mansion with an emotionless face.

" Jungkook, you are still a baby in reading people. Those eyes didn't show seduction and degradation in them. They showed......

Longing... "

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Jungkook stepped out of the car, as the other man stepped into the ten storeyed apartment, to proceed their work. He took steps towards the building, observing the surroundings.

It was not a luxurious place. Just fulfilling the needs for a decent settlement. The building seemed a bit old which needed a bit remodelling.

" So he isn't rich too. That's even better. Poor shits are the most desperate. "

" Boss, we did all the preparations. You can proceed to the room now. "

Jungkook grinned nastily, hearing that. He was up to give a surprise.

The elevator door opened bringing the brunette on the sixth floor. A hurdle of black suited guys crowding in front of a  specific  room.

Some of the residents, came to see what all the commotion was about, but silently fled away seeing gun armed men standing there.

Jungkook entered the apartment, nothing much to see inside. A small sofa set of pastel blue color with a television in front of it... A big shelf of books residing there. A small kitchen attached to it, neat and clean. He roamed around the room to see the things present there. Few pictures pulling his attention.

He went towards the photo frames kept and hung on the wall. A certain blonde present in all of them. Actually... Only a blonde boy present in all of them. No one else.

A blank expression on his face as he posed awkwardly in his childhood and teenage years, whole posture, as if lacking essence .

Except....

One photo....

He was laughing, with a cheerful face.

But that picture didn't consist of only that blonde boy, but also another person. Another boy.

It was a high school picture, the two boys posing with arms linked with each other's shoulders. A genuine laugh on their faces.

This is..... Irritating.

Jungkook averted his eyes away from the pictures, looking for what he had come for. The thing he had come for.

And he saw his thing there.

Covered with a white blanket, shrinking into his his own body as he hugged his knees while burying his head into the pillow. Jungkook stared at him, his mind fighting with all the weird things.

He slowly sat beside the sleeping blonde, eyes still locked to that face, which looked like it was in eternal peace. So innocent...

So enchanting...

The blonde locks covering his forehead and eyes. The rough callused hand of the brunette went towards the blonde on its own, just a few centimeters away from the face.

Jungkook stared at his hands....

With a irritating grin...

Bullshit...