Just For A Few Days (Namkook)

Chapter 15: "Aren't you angry with me?"

The trimmer left a small cut on Namjoon's face that started bleeding immediately making him groan at the sudden pain. It was due to the loud smashing sound from the bedroom where Jungkook was sleeping. He came rushing to spot the shattered picture frame that had his wife's picture in it with Jungkook staring at the floor.

"Are you hurt, Jungkook?"

Jungkook winced at his name and gazed up at Namjoon who sat at the edge of bed holding Jungkook's blanket covered body.
"Let me see. Where did you get hurt?" Namjoon kept asking while the younger seemed to have his soul detached from his the physical existence. He kept staring at Namjoon's face until the elder rocked him by the shoulders.

"I broke your wife's picture frame, Namjoon." Jungkook blurted out being scared of the possible consequence. Although he is not a fan of the person or the picture, he truly wasn't at fault of breaking it. It just slipped when he was picking up his phone from the nightstand.

"I'm asking if you got any cut from the sharp glass pieces, Jungkook." Namjoon's intention being concentrated with worry for the younger shook Jungkook to the core. There was no sign of being grief stricken at the damage of something that was so precious to him.
"Aren't you angry with me? I didn't break it but it fell down because of me." Jungkook's stumbled speech and nervous eyes declared the panic attack he was having in front of Namjoon.

"It's just a frame, Jungkook." The elder ruffled his hair chuckling at the worried yet beautiful eyes.
"I'm sorry." As Jungkook was about to lower his head, the other pulled him by the chin gently for a kiss. Usually the kisses were included in their sex routine but Namjoon has been bending the rule for quite few days now.
"Get freshened up and don't step on the shards. I will make some coffee and the worst kind of pancake that you seem to love." Namjoon got up stating his plan with a grin plastered on his lips.

Do you really don't care the frame got broken? Why did you ask about me before her? Would you have done the same if it was not her picture but the real person? Would you care about me more than her, Namjoon? I don't want anything bad for her but I want her out of your life. She doesn't deserve you. Just tell me you care for me and I will make you forget all the pain you ever felt. Please give me a chance to show what you deserve, Kim Namjoon.

Day by day, the feelings are getting too strong to wave off. One moment he wants to tell his mind to stop thinking about a future with the man he is so fond of while in the next he is just daydreaming of changing the bedroom design in Namjoon's lavish apartment if he has to live there for the rest of his life.

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Smiling on his own, recalling past night's events, a happy faced Taehyung entered into the kitchen of his boss using the spare key he has. It was 10 in the morning by which Jungkook usually leaves and Namjoon gets ready for work. Humming his favourite tune, he walked to the kitchen observing the unexpected.

Namjoon had his hands inside Jungkook's shirt, kissing on the back of his head and the shorter one was running a spatula in the frying pan in clockwise and anticlockwise motions. Incredible smell of scrambled eggs captivated Taehyung's appetite. There was also a plate full of fluffy pancakes on the counter top.

To save himself from the embarrassment, he took an about-turn slipping off the phone from his hand that bagged attention from the other too.

"Tae!"

Namjoon's exclaimed voice added more anxiety to the manager's nerves making him turn around with a silly face. He blamed himself for acting as the antidote to the romantic standing position of the two.

"Good morning, hyung. Good morning, Jungkook. Has the cook taken leave again?"

Namjoon's brain was sharp enough to realise the mix of taunt in the question and a touch of smirk in the innocent smile.
"He was sick so I asked him to take some leave. Jungkook has been visiting a lot, so he suggested the same." He tried to throw the ball in the other's court hiding the desperation of his heart as he knew Jungkook was just having a casual one.

"Yes, Taehyung. We are managing pretty good. Please have a seat at the table. I will serve you some breakfast."

Taehyung was speechless at the unbothered words of Jungkook who was acting no less than a married man. The way he asked Namjoon to follow him to the table carrying the maple syrup bottle, it only showed how commanding he is to Namjoon and the way he almost jumped into the elder's lap tending to the tiny cut on his face, showed how much he cares for him.

Taehyung enjoyed the delicious breakfast with a joyful smile in his heart to see his brother like boss being happy. He has always wanted Namjoon to be happy and being back with Sa-ra is something he would never approve of personally.

"Oh god! Is that a hickey?"

Taehyung coughed out the last remaining half chewed piece of pancake at the sudden question from Namjoon. Discarding the cutleries on the plate, he quickly buttoned his topmost shirt button.

"Are you crazy, hyung? Me? Hickey?" An awkward chuckle followed by sloppy chug of water.
"Tae, I'm happy if you have found someone. Won't you share with me?"
"Never get scared of loving someone, Taehyung. Congratulations!" Jungkook squeaked in excitement along with Namjoon.

"Guys! Stop it! It's nothing. If there's something, I would tell you."
"Show off your hickey, it's fun." Jungkook teased with continuous giggles that got Taehyung enter into a state of blushful shock.

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"No, I know that face. Don't ask me anything."

Namjoon warned his manager sipping on the hot americano at his office. He is well aware of Taehyung's expressions whenever he is planning to ask something too personal.
"He was acting like a wife to you, hyung."
"He's a man, Tae. What's wrong with you?" Namjoon moved his eyeballs aiming at the laptop screen to avoid the grandpa gaze of Taehyung.

"I know, but he was behaving like you guys are a married couple. I'm not complaining but you should know that whatever is going on between you two has to be kept super private. We cannot risk anything at this point. Your bitchy ex wife and his lawyer boyfriend can go to any extent for proving you guilty of infidelity."

"Tae, just don't call that man her boyfriend until it is confirmed." Namjoon closed his eyes in annoyance hearing the word linked to the relationship between Sa-ra and his new boyfriend.
"Do you still want her back, hyung? Don't lie to me, please!" Taehyung uncrossed his legs and leaned at the table trying to read Namjoon's face.
"Just stop talking about her, please!"

"Sorry for pressuring you, hyung. I will go and order lunch for us."
"Thanks, Tae."

Namjoon walked to the huge glass window that has the best view of the entire city of Seoul. He looked at the white cloud balls in the blue sky travelling to the east. A huge mass had two mini ones attached to it, forming the outline of a rabbit with two flapping ears.

"Does it look like you?"

He mumbled with a soft chuckle that introduced a notion of contentment in his depleted heart.