Who's the devil ?

7

Mr. choi leaned back in his chair when his assistant told him the news. Now that Mrs.Jeon knows about Kim Taehyung whereabouts, he wonders if she would dare do anything to the boy. 

"Ye Jin .."

"I believe your people told you " her laugh echoed through the speaker of the phone

"Indeed, let's meet Ye Jin ! like old times"

"It's Mrs.Jeon Choi! " Mrs.Jeon hung up the phone furiously.

she remembers those old times, when both her and Mr.choi used to be good friends. Now, they are rivals and not in a million years she would let her bring back old stories and destroy what she built through the years. 

***

"He said what ? ahhhaaaaaa haaaaah aa" Jimin laughed rolling over his couch

"I can't believe it" Jungkook glared at the blond pinching him 

"Why would you even deal with him?"

"he was there and it was funny messing with him!"

"did you really thought he was a girl?" asked Jimin 

"Of course no, He kind looks like you "

"What?" Jimin open his eye in curiosity, "now I do want go and see him"

"Nah ..forget about it, I ll never step a foot there ..I was humiliated" answered Jungkook

for some obvious reason, Jungkook couldn't at all stop thinking about the blond. He finds himself consumed by thoughts of him, even when the desire for sleep creeps in, unable to escape the constant presence of certain eyes in his mind.

"Ok, enough with the coffee shop guy, let's go out tonight !"

"I am not in the mood Jimin"

"OH my god! Jaykay ! you are really bothered by this guy!" Jimin covered his month in disbelief.

"Not of him..Ok you know what I think it's a great idea.. were should we go?"

***

"Here is your coffee sir, Enjoy"

Taehyung walked back to the counter slowly, avoiding eye contact with Hyojoo who was adjusting bills. with heavy heart and trembling words he called Hyojoo:

"Noona, can we talk please?"

"About what?"

"I know you are mad Noona, ever since that day, you barely talk to me and avoid me" 

"Indeed!" responded Hyojoo titling her head.

"I mean he started it, if he only was decent .."

"Ok listen Tae, whether you like it or not, this is how it work in this part of the world, I know you hate it, and I hate it too but rich people always get what they want!  we have to tolerate whatever attitude they pull up. they rule this place and we need to keep our distance, you need the job and money, obviously he doesn't give two fucks about anything, if he decides to send us he would without moving a finger, so please, just till your finals. "

"We are just mid April, and I ll be gone anyways so I think I can keep up the shit for a few weeks before I go back to Daegu!"

"Now that Everything is clear, I will need you to please whatever happens, just do your job and please until I get the shop in JEC building stay away from Mr.Jeon" 

"Oh don't even worry about it! "

***

In the dimly lit nightclub, amidst the pulsating lights and thumping beats, there sat Jungkook nursing his drink, his face etched with annoyance. Eyes narrowed in irritation, trying to drown out the deafening music that surrounded him. With each sip, his grip tightened on the glass, seeking solace amidst the chaos, yet finding none. Jimin was on the dance floor, swaying around with a drink in his hand occasionally taking sips from his glass.

Feeling increasingly frustrated by the pounding music, Jungkook made his way through the crowded dance floor toward his friend. Determination etched on his face, he tapped Jimin's shoulder and leaned in close, shouting over the din, "Let's get out of here. This noise is unbearable." Jimin nodded in agreement, and together, they navigated their way towards the exit, eager to escape the chaotic atmosphere of the nightclub.

As they stepped out of the nightclub, they were immediately engulfed in a barrage of flashing cameras. The sudden onslaught of paparazzi lights made them feel even more exposed, their discomfort intensifying. Instinctively, they tried to shield their faces, huddling closer together, attempting to evade the intrusive lens. With heads down and quickened steps, they hurried away from the glaring lights, hoping to find refuge from the unwelcome attention.

Desperate to escape the relentless flashes, they sprinted towards the nearest road, not bothering to wait for the valet to fetch Jungkook's car. Breathless and anxious, they flagged down a passing taxi, their gestures hurried and frantic. Fumbling for the door, they climbed in, their only focus on getting away from the scene. 

Once inside, without a clear destination in mind, Jungkook waved his hand, urging the driver to move forward, putting as much distance as possible between them and the intrusive paparazzi. The taxi roared to life, pulling away from the club, carrying them away from the unwelcome attention and towards an uncertain sanctuary.

In the tranquil confines of the taxi, Jungkook glanced out of the window at a red stoplight and was taken aback to see a familiar blond figure standing at the nearby bus stop. Lost in his thoughts, Taehyung seemed oblivious to the world around him.

Feeling a sudden surge of concern, Jungkook instructed the taxi driver to pull over at the next exit.  

"Hey!" Jimin called

"Go home, I need some air. I'll take a taxi back." explained Jungkook while closing the door of the taxi. 

Jimin looked up, surprise registering on his face. After a moment of hesitation, he nodded, understanding the urgency in his friend's voice. With a final reassuring smile, he bid Jungkook goodbye and the taxi pulled away.

"Isn't late for you to be waiting at a bus stop alone?"

Upon hearing the unexpected deep voice and seeing the raven-haired figure, Taehyung was engulfed in a whirlwind of emotions. Surprise jolted through him, anger, and a myriad of other indescribable feelings. Struggling to find words to convey the storm inside him, he stood up abruptly, his chair scraping against the ground. Without a backward glance, he chose to leave opting to walk home. 

His steps faltered, and he felt a strong grip on his wrist, forcing him to turn back. The ravenette's eyes bore into his, filled with anger and determination. 

"Don't you dare ignore me," the deep voice resonated, cutting through the night air.

Caught off guard, he met the gaze, the conflicting emotions still churning inside him. There was no escape from this confrontation, and he knew he had to face whatever was coming his way.