HOLD MY HAND TIGHT || JIKOOK ✅

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JUNGKOOK POV

Two weeks later.

I had hoped the magnetic force drawing me toward Jimin would've faded by now.

After spending every morning and evening talking to him, sharing my day with him and getting to know him, I figured my confusion over our friendship would be cleared up.

If anything, it's only gotten worse.

As I sit in my office, my eyes are fixed on the clock on the wall, following the motion of the second hand as it skips around the face.

Another minute gone.

Only thirty-seven more until I can leave for the day and go back home.

I wonder what sort of day Jimin has had.

His pain has decreased significantly over the last two weeks, He's been getting up and moving around the house more and more frequently. He's still not quite back to a hundred percent but he's getting there.

This morning, Jimin mentioned he was planning to spend some time out in the garden today.

I'm sure he'll have some stories to tell about what that was like.

I catch myself smiling as I wistfully imagine him out there, getting muddy.

Of course, it's not like my day is devoid of things that need to be done, There are still a few more proposals I need to look over and make decisions about before I can take off. Shuffling the stack of folders on my desk, I make an attempt to sort through them.

I'm about halfway through the stack when Jackie knocks on the door and lets herself in.

"I think we should probably discuss your current living situation." she says as she shuts the door.

"What are you talking about?"

My forehead creases with deep furrows, not at all sure what she's referring to.

"There's nothing to discuss."

"Maybe but that's not what the press thinks." Jackie sits in the chair on the other side of my desk and folds her hands elegantly in her lap.

"I was just asked for a comment by one of the reports for the City Paper."

"They're running a story for tomorrow morning's paper about how you're are keeping a secret omega lover in your estate."

My heart slams against my rib cage so fast I'm certain it has whiplash.

"Of course, there's nothing wrong with an alpha dating an omega."

"Plenty of high-ranking officials have alpha/omega relationships."

Jackie examines my face with those hawk-like eyes of hers.

"The issue is that you've historically only dated women and you've never brought your omega out in public, They're speculating you feel some sort of shame about the relationship."

Every word out of her mouth makes things worse.

I can practically feel the layer of sweat covering my body as I rise from my chair and turn to the large windows behind my desk.

The sun is beginning to set over the city and golden light reflects off the glass windows of the high rises surrounding us.

Sadly, I don't often take the time to appreciate the view any more.

I've grown so accustomed to it that it doesn't affect me the way it used to but right now, the sight of it calms me deeply.

"What did you tell them?" I don't even look back at her.