His Fake Secretory || JJK ✅

Chapter 53

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“Why do you see these nightmares?”  It was a moment of silence between us. I was silent. Not knowing the answer but also because I never told anyone about my nightmare. Even Yoongi and others don't know and he's asking me.

“If you're not comfortable then we can skip.” He caressed the top of my head. “No, I'm comfortable.” His hand rubbed against my bare back as I took a long and deep breath.

“A few years ago. I went into an accident. It was the first day of my freedom but somehow it captured me into the darkness.” I felt myself explaining a horror movie so I chuckled to release some tension while he was listening very carefully.

“Haha so long story short. I saw an accident and since then whenever I see blood. I get these nightmares and that night in the hotel. Everything repeated itself so I went into paralysed mode haha that's why I called you.” I explained with a smile on my face but he wasn't having it.

He got up from the couch as I looked at him. He leaned down and gently kissed my forehead. “I love you and I'm proud of you.” He spoke calmer than the ocean. I smiled looking at his face. He engulfed me in a hug. “Now I've a question too.” I spoke. “Yes?” He asked me, wrapping the blanket around us. “How did you end up with the knife scar?” How idiot of me to say knife scar.

“You're good with your eyes. Most people can't even tell it's a knife scar.” He chuckled in the back of my ear. “I once got into a fight with some thug and he stabbed me.” “ahh-.” What can I say ahead?

“Yes now enough with these question answer sessions or I'll kiss you.”

“Then I should ask more questions.” I chuckled.

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“She hasn't contacted us yet?” Jin asked Yoongi as they both sat on the counter. “No.” Yoongi replied, shaking his head looking at the laptop screen. “Can't you hack into their location?”

“I don't have their IP address.” Yoongi replied with a straight poker face..”She will contact us sooner or later. Don't worry about her. She's y/n after all.” Joon tried to comfort them..”He got a point.” Jin nodded.

“You both can sleep. I'll wait for her.” Yoongi replied, getting off the counter with his laptop. “Let him be, brother.” Joon wrapped his arm around Jin as they both watched him.

Yoongi stepped out of the house. “When will he confess?” Jin muttered. “After her death.” Joon chuckled.

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“Good morning, Sweetheart.” The rays of sun fell on my face as I opened my eyes while being showered with kisses. I looked around to find ourselves in the bedroom. I was wearing a white shirt while he was shirtless, lying beside me. A faint smile spread on my face.

“Ahhh…my poor heart.” He did that dramatic fall again. “What a pretty start to my morning with your pretty smile.” I smiled even brighter as he kept pretending to be shot by a gun on his heart. “Stop..” I chuckled in my messy voice while he wrapped his arms around me. “I waited for this day for too long.” He hugged me as I got covered in him.

“You are such an idiot.” I chuckled, trying to hide the blushing mess he created on my face. “If loving you makes me an idiot then I'm proud to say. I'm an idiot.” I hit his shoulder as he chuckled. “Stop it….Jungkook.” He giggled. “As you say, My dear harpic.” What?? Harpic??

I glared at him. “Why do you call me harpic? The night when you were drunk in the hotel of Italy. You called me harpic and now too.” He low-key offended me. “Wanna know why?” He asked. “yes.” I replied, piercing through his skin with my stare. “Because the first day I saw you in my office. You were looking like a bottle of harpic.” He laughed like a maniac while I remembered the dress that she made me wear.