Bond Made in Hell || A TAEJIN STORY || Arranged Marriage

19

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Jin

'Jin!'

Jungkook has called out my name a few dozen times before I can actually hear him. I perk up in my seat, shaking my head to clear it of the fuzzy fog that has settled over it in the past few hours.

'Is something wrong?'

I look intently at the large, innocent deer-eyes, the boyish smile, the bunny teeth sticking over the pink lower lip. Could this kid really be a heart-breaker?

'You've been like that since morning.' Jungkook frowns, and I start. 

'No, uh-I'm okay. I was just...thinking.'

'Oh, okay. Right.' Jungkook swings his chair back to its original position in front of his desk. 'I just wanted to tell you that, I'm approving the deal we'd finalized a few weeks ago, with the CEO of SFW Corporation. Ms Noze agreed to it in no time. We've named the contract 'Hey Mama' and it's going to be released shortly after Halloween. You okay with that?'

'Yeah, yeah, do what you want,' I reply mechanically, turning around to face my own laptop. I hear the dropping of a pen, and then footsteps as Jungkook gets up and walks over to stand at the back of my chair. 

I don't want him to place his arms anywhere on my chair, so I swing around to face him, putting on as blank as an expression as I can manage.

'Anything the matter, Mr Jeon?'

'See, that's the matter.' Jungkook bends down to my level, staring into my eyes. 'You never called me 'Mr Jeon' before. You weren't supposed to. I thought we agreed on that.'

'I know, Mr Jeon.' I reply, a little stiffly. 'You're free to address me as Mr Kim, if you want.'

'But I don't want to.' He's frowning again. 'I want to call you Seokjin. What's the matter? Are you mad at me?'

'No, I'm not mad at you.' I avoid his eyes. He bends a little forward, his hands involuntarily coming to rest on my armrests. I turn my head away, trying not to redden.

'Oh, but you are. You're lying.'

I'm extremely glad when the door is pushed open and Hoseok bustles in to announces that the SFW executives are here to discuss the deal.

Jungkook breaks apart from me, fixing me with another searching stare before turning on his heel and walking out of the room.

As I get to my feet to follow him, I find my bath blocked by Hoseok.

'Jin.'

'Yes, Hobi.'

'What on earth are you doing?'

'What?' For some reason, I'm unable to look anyone in the eyes today.

'I asked you, what on earth are you doing? You and Mr Jeon- is there really something going on between you two?'

'That's not a question you're supposed to ask your s-senior, Hoseok,' I splutter, trying to sound as stern as I can. Hoseok doesn't fall for it, he's known me for too long.

'Fine, then. Mr Kim Seokjin.' His voice is tinged with a suspicious amount of sarcasm. 'I must ask you to stop trying to get involved with employees of high rank, same as yours, and thereby completely and wholly endanger the integrity of this company.'

'Hoseok!'

'Sorry.' He sighs. 'Someone had to say it.'

'I'm not involved with him, okay?' I don't know why I'm panicking so hard as I say it. 'Nothing's between us. We're business partners, okay? We ought to have a certain amount of closeness. We're just friends.'