"Can you try to not like me? Maybe if you do, then I'll learn to not like you back."
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While having to protect himself from the demons of his past, Jin has a duty to protect Jungkook, the spoiled son of a billionaire business tycoon. His life is one...
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Jungkook stormed out of the room, shutting the door behind him. He ran his hands through his hair, working on calming himself down. How had such a beautiful evening turned out this way? Had he done wrong by trying to help Namjoon? Was he doing too much? Should he have turned a blind eye to it and let Namjoon’s business shut down?
How was he to have kept still and not do anything when he could save it? The money was a lot for Namjoon but for Jungkook, it was snack money. Besides the tens and hundreds of thousands of dollars he got as gifts from his parents’ friends, his distant relatives in Singapore who owned Islands, he also had money that he made from his books.
A huge part of it was tied down in various investments but there was still so much of it lying around in the bank. He never used his money stupidly. His father had thought him better. He knew better, but somehow Jin didn’t.
Jin’s words had hurt him. He’d been shocked to hear him speak that way because he had believed Jin saw him as more than just the son of wealthy parents, but he’d been wrong. And even though Jin had apologized and said he hadn’t meant it, it still hurt that the thought could even register in his head for a second.
He stood outside the office in the corridor for a couple of minutes, trying to calm himself before heading out there again. His phone phone rang in his pocket as he started to head back to the party. It halted his movement and he stepped outside to take the call.
It was his Bambam. “What’s up?" He said into the phone, the moment he answered it.
“I went to your room to look for you."
"Oh. I'm not home. I went for a party," he said, pushing his free hand into the front pocket of his jeans. It was so cold out, he felt chills all over.
"With... Jin?" Bambam asked.
"Yes. Why were you looking for me?"
The line went silent for a while. "I didn’t want to say anything the other night and I couldn't get myself to bring this up all these time but are you really in a relationship with him?"
Jungkook hadn't honest thought he had to spell it out for Bambam. It had been obvious that night they'd gone to rescue he and his sisters, when Jungkook had yelled to the paramedics that his boyfriend was in the house which Bambam had clearly heard.
Unless he hadn't actually heard it or he was in some kind of denial, which wouldn't shock Jungkook. Just because Jin's friends had calmly accpeted their relationship didn’t mean his friends would as well.
"We are," he said.
Again, the line went silent and Jungkook wondered what Bambam was doing during this silence. Was his mouth hanging from shock? Was his forehead creased in confusion? Was he cringing at the thought of Jungkook dating his enemy?
"Tell me this is some kind of joke? Or like an experiment?"
"What kind of experiment could I possibly be doing that involves me faking a relationship?" Jungkook asked. "It's not a joke, neither is it an experiment. Jin and I are dating. It's not a big deal, Bambam."
