My Workaholic husband [Jinkook]

21.

Sound of heels of shoes could be heard in the room as giant figures in formal wears barged their way inside the apartment as they stood bowing.

"Who the hell are you guys?!" Taehyung said as he looked at the men furiously but came to an abrupt stop when he saw the shadow of bigger man entering. Seokjin stood tall, his eyes were dark and jaw was clenched, veins were produting on his neck as he glared with his stone cold and emotionless eyes.

Taehyung couldn't utter a single word in the presence of the other man causing a lump to form in his throat as he sweated nervously.

"Get out of here" That's all Seokjin said as Taehyung stride towards him with angry steps but soon his steps came to a halt when he saw the devilish smirk on Seokjin's face.

"L-listen I don't know w-wh-aghhh!" he couldn't complete his sentence as a punch landed right on his face causing him to land on floor.

Seokjin's hands were clenched with Taehyung's blood,with the amount of rage in his eyes, bodyguards inside started to panick thinking what if the boss kill the other guy.

Taehyung panicked. Fuck this isn't what I wanted. Who the hell he think he is... I don't want to die yet. He looks like a menace.

Seokjin crouched down as he grabbed the right hand of Taehyung hardly causing Taehyung's face to go pale in pain. "Stop! You're going to break my bon-AHHH!" Taehyung's eyes opened up as he cried out in agony when Seokjin snapped his hand.

"You - How can you do this?! You b-broke my hand" Taehyung said as he felt himself so small in his life for the first time. Seokjin chuckled mockingly as he pressed his black shoes on his hand hardly ignoring all the pleads coming from the mouth of the latter.

"That right hand of yours I want to take it out and burn it because it dared to touch what's mine." Seokjin responded as he gripped hair of Taehyung harshly slamming his face on the table,blood rushed down his forehead.

"Throw him out of this place. If I ever see him again, I will fucking bury you all with him." Seokjin said wiping his blood stained hands as he made his way out of the apartment.

         

Jungkook sliced the fresh vegetables he ordered, sound of microwave diverted his attention as he rushed to it to see the result. After taking out the cup cakes he smiled when it was perfectly baked, he took the cream for decoration, his lips were forming a pout as he concentrated on decorating it.

"I wonder if he will like it... I wish he accept it as my apology " Jungkook mumbled in between as he walked to grand dining table with his hands full of his husband's favorite food swaying his hips gracefully humming his recent favorite song , placing it on table and covering it with lid.

Jungkook's eyes kept moving towards the door." Why is he so late...? He told me that he will be back after having a talk with Ta-ah!" Jungkook stopped himself in between realizing how angry his husband get when he says the name of any other guy. That jerk.

Jungkook groaned laying on sofa relaxing himself as he had been cooking for 5 hours." Why am I getting cramps in my legs....ah-why does he always leave me alone at home?" he couldn't help but pout.

Ding dong.

The ringing of door bell caused Jungkook's eye to snap open as he rushed to the door stumbling,a bright smile appeared on his exquisite features as his nostrils were pervaded with the scent of his husband but soon a frown found its way to his forehead as he smelt alcohol.

Sweat was dripping from Seokjin's face, down his neck as he stood with his gaze fixated. He could feel his husband's eyes trailing on him as a burning sensation found its way inside of him. He tried to wiggle out of it by shaking his head as he asked "W-why are you so late Seokjin?". Jungkook got closer to his husband as he held his veiny hand which were clenched tightly