Forlorn

14

"The number I'm trying to reach is utterly switched off," once again the caller tune echoed in Jungkook's ear. He looked at the blade and his hand. "Will you come back if you know I am dead?" He talked to himself.

"Kooki..." Jin knocked on the door and came inside.

"Hung...?" Wiping his eyes, he looked at Jin. "What happened, hyung?"

"Crying?" Jin asked.

"No... I was just..." He tried to say something. "Two or three weeks, you will be someone's..." Jungkook chuckled.

"I'm always your brother, baby." Jin pinched his nose and sat on the bed. "You are also going to be someone's..." Jin smiled too.

"Yeah..." Jungkook took a deep breath. "Come on, hyung, tell me... Where did you meet that man? Tell me the whole story..." He asked, excited.

Jin smiled. "I met him at University..."

"Classmates?"

"A nerd boy who always sat in the library... Once, to escape a proposal from our senior, I said we were in love, that too in front of everyone. I didn't know he was from a rich family, neither did the other students."

"Did he accept?"

"But I asked him to help me... He said yes... We acted like lovers in front of others. Others made fun of me for being with a nerd, but slowly I fell for him... I proposed to him... He said no... I was really sad... After two, three weeks, I proposed again... He said no... I was sad... Got depressed. Then, after studies, I joined the office. There he was... A CEO, strict, angry young man..."

"Did he propose to you?" Jungkook asked.

"No... One day, he asked me... Whether I loved someone or not? I said no, and he said then don't go for others, I will marry you..."

"Wow..." Jungkook chuckled... "Did you say yes or no?"

"He was not asking me; he was ordering me to be his... That man is like that..." Jin smiled.

"You are lucky, hyung, you got your love..."

"Kooki... Don't lose your life for others..." Jin said. "Don't sacrifice anything for Dad or the family."

"I know, hyung... But..." Jungkook looked down. "Maybe this is my destiny... Who will help me out of this?" A tear drop fell on his hand.

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The bike came to a smooth stop in front of a magnificent, sprawling house, and with a gentle press of the horn, the gate was promptly opened by a security guard. The rider expertly maneuvered his bike into the spacious porch, the sleek machine gleaming under the sunlight. As he removed his helmet, his hand instinctively went to his hair, flipping the silky strands with a practiced ease. With a purposeful stride, he reached into his bag, retrieving a beautifully wrapped box adorned with a vibrant bow. "For you," he said with a warm smile, extending the gift to the security guard, who accepted it with a wide grin and a nod of appreciation. With a confident gait, he made his way towards the opulent house opposite.

"Hoseoky is back!" Two little girls screamed and ran towards him.

"Hey girls!" He hugged both of them. "For you too," he said, giving them gift boxes.

"We missed you," the younger girl pouted.

"I miss you too," he pouted back. "I'm so tired... we can catch up in the evening." He walked back to his home.