[𝐓𝐚𝐞𝐤𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐒𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐥]
❝𝐂𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐃𝐣𝐢𝐧𝐧, 𝐒𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞❞
Top Taehyung
Bottom Jungkook
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"Taehyung, Promise your mother, that you will not marry Jeon Jungkook at any cost.
I accept the deàth rather than acce...
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A Week Later
Jungkook was sitting at her desk in the office room when the sound of footsteps approaching caught her attention. She looked up to see one of the employees standing at the door, a small bag clutched in his hand.
"Good morning," he greeted her. "Mr. Kim asked me to keep these clothes in his office. They're his clothes for today's board meeting."
Jungkook's lips curved into a warm smile as she accepted the bag from him. "Thank you," she replied.
She carefully placed the bag on the small table beside the sofas, making sure it was safely tucked away. Jungkook drafted files at her desk, her mind drifted to thoughts of Taehyung, and her fingers absentmindedly began twirling the pencil as she went into deep thinking.
Memories of their interactions flickered through her mind, each one was a reminder of the uneven relationship between them.
"From the moment I met him, I always gave him reasons to irritate and made myself a fool," she murmured softly to herself, the end of the pencil was being nibbled by the soft pillowy lips.
With a furrowed brow, Jungkook couldn't help but dwell on the realization that she had constantly given Taehyung reason to be irritated with her, her own actions sometimes leading to misunderstandings and frustration.
"What if he grows tired of my antics and fires me?" she thought aloud.
'Click'
The pencil dropped on the polished ground as Jungkook stood up from the seat. The possibility of losing her job sent a shiver down her spine.
But as quickly as the fear had surfaced, Jungkook pushed it aside, "No, never. I need to be in his good books. Mission impressing Mr. Kim starts."
"What should I do?" Jungkook muttered, her voice filled with frustration as she paced back and forth in the office, her brows furrowed in deep concentration.
Jungkook paused abruptly, her mind racing with a whirlwind of thoughts and possibilities.
Should I approach Mr Kim directly and attempt to clear the air between us?
Or perhaps should I focus on my work and show him my dedication?
With a sigh, Jungkook ran a hand through her hair, her thoughts swirling like a turbulent storm.
Finally, Jungkook's eyes lit up with a spark of encouragement as they landed on the bag containing Taehyung's clothes. A smile tugged at the corners of her lips, brown orbs twinkling with excitement.
"Idea!" she exclaimed softly, her voice filled with newfound enthusiasm. "I will lay out his clothes before he comes. Yes!"
With high energy, Jungkook set to work. The younger carefully unpacked the contents of the bag and arranged Taehyung's clothes with care. With a satisfied smile, Jungkook stepped back to admire the work, pride swelling within her chest.
