Heartless

{28}

Neither one of the siblings had been the same since that night. In particular, her. If she wasn't busy searching high and low for those men, she'd sit in her office and gaze out the window, replaying that moment in her head and rethinking how she should've just agreed and made peace. Even if in the end Taemin would lie, betray her, and kill him anyway, she should've defied Dong-Wook's wish to try and save his life.

Regret did nothing to change anything, so after much self-reflection, she realized guilt-tripping herself for something that was out of her control wasn't going to ease the heartbreak or the sickness she felt from the mere thought of them. Instead of talking about it, figuring that it was too soon and the wound was fresh, she let those emotions boil inside of her until she couldn't take it anymore and snapped.

The person who fell victim to that wrath was Jungkook. She didn't want to hurt him, not after everything he'd done for her and how every step of the way, he'd been by her side. But Runa had enough of his concern, she couldn't listen to it anymore and felt annoyed by the nagging. So what if she didn't want to eat? How could she when all she could think about was Dong-Wook bleeding out next to her?

"Jungkook, I'm not hungry", she repeats once again as he walks into the office and places a bowl of soup and a sandwich on one plate alongside a drink.

Just smelling it made her feel nauseous because even though she wanted it, she couldn't take it. She didn't deserve to eat until Taemin was dead and revenge was rightfully taken. Even if she knew better, she was out of her mind lately and her bodyguard simply doing his job ticked her off.

"You haven't eaten since yesterday, and that was only a piece of bread. You can't go on like this, boss", he responds while sitting across from where she sat at her desk, his arms folded over his chest and that same frown on his face that showed he wasn't playing.

Her usual bright eyes looked dead, soulless. Her face was starting to look extremely thin, as did her body, and being the hyper-analyzing person he was, he noticed that. He noticed a lot of things and understood how she was feeling, even if she never expressed it, it was never necessary. He just knew.

"I'm only going to say this once", she glared at him, "I'm not hungry and I'm not eating. I can take care of myself", she nudged the plate aside so she could continue typing on her computer, but she didn't start doing so yet because his voice interrupted her.

"It sure looks like it", he snaps back, raising a brow at her when she rolls her eyes with a heavy sigh, massaging her temples with her index fingers.

"I'm not in the mood for this, Jungkook. I'm not a child and I don't need you treating me like one."

"I'm not treating you like a child, even though you are acting like one. Refusing to eat? That's not like you."

"I have work to do", she dismissively adds, wanting to change the topic as she starts typing on her keyboard to search the city's CCTV systems that she had access to.

"I do too, and taking care of you is a part of that", he stood up and walked over to where she sat, and stopping what she was doing, she glared over at him when he picked up the spoon placed on the plate next to the bowl of soup, scooping some up.

"Open", he says while putting the spoon to her mouth which was curved with displeasure.

"Don't patronize me, I don't need to be fed. I already said-"

He ignores her salty attitude and cuts her off, "I don't care. Open your mouth and eat."

"Or what?", she scoffs incredulously, "I'm your boss, and I-"