"𝑩𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝒅𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰'𝒎 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒕 𝒄𝒓𝒊𝒑𝒑𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈"
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Seokjin's POV:-
I might have acted a little emotional and bitter back when I was taking his order, might have spoken about how my heart felt when I actually saw him again, seeing him felt like my world which was crippled like a crisp old paper was straightened out in a smooth sheet.
He still had the same glow maintained despite the dark days that might have gone through and past him, I was at fault too in the past but I would certainly not leave someone naked back in the car without any note and disappear from their life like a thin mist like you never existed.
I saw Yoongi staring at his own phone with a frown beautifully decorating his pale face, I placed the notepad on the counter and sighed to take his attention but it seemed he was so immersed in the text or whatever he was intending his eyes upon he did not notice I would have already come in "Hyung what are you looking in that small screen?"
I cannot stop my curiosity anymore maybe it was Jimin who might have written to him to bring something home or maybe it was just her wife whom he had divorced and is trying his highest endeavor to get back to her because of Jimin and clear out the misunderstanding they might have had amongst themselves.
He looked up from his phone which he aspired his flaming gaze on and stared at me "I guess I have to go a little early" saying this he lightly shrugged his shoulders to ease the pain he had there, I came forward away from the kitchen counter raised my eyebrow at the slightest bit and tied the knot of my apron across the expanse of my thin waist "Why so?"
He suspired and kneaded his eyelids in distress "It's Jimin, he wants to go to her, I have to pack him something good and I have my own duty which starts around 12" he explained thoroughly but I knew him a long time to know what actually he was feeling right now.
I nodded my head deftly confirming my understanding of his situation right now "He still got a stubborn ass like you didn't he?" I was talking of Jimin and Yoongi knowingly chuckled and shook his head, I saw the crease of happiness forming in that shiny glow of his eyes, I knew he liked his son, no loved his son like no other and I knew Jimin was in the hands of a good father "He might have gone to the stubbornness of Jiya"
I laughed it off lightly and went to take the steel curved utensil and clanked it against the gas stove and stared back at Yoongi "So when are you leaving" I gestured him to pass the water jug which he might have filled when I had gone out, passing me the jug he brightened his phone screen and I poured the water inside the vessel making it sizzle because of the heat which might have made it really hot.
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FanfictionJungkook a divorcee of two years gets haunted and foraged by his abusive ex-husband, he just needs to flee from the grasp which once held him and never let him go. Now, What if he finds the business tycoon's young son Seokjin who was once his boyfri...