"What I'm trying to say is, I can keep a secret, for as long as I like. I can take secrets to my grave." her tone lowers, their eye contact doesn't ease, "But I need you to promise me you'll do that too. Because if you do, we'll be okay. We'll be sa...
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Whistling a tune he just came up with, Jungkook zips up his pants and makes his way to the sink. The sound of the faucet running fills up the spacious bathroom as he's otherwise alone. Watching himself from the mirror, he makes sure he looks presentable still even if his jacket is now around Vivi's shoulders. Yes, he might look a little underdressed but at least he did the right thing. Besides these are things he barely cares about.
The door opens. He thinks nothing of it. Just another guest, probably one who thinks too highly of themselves. He heads to the urinals, his back to the mirror. Jungkook tucks his shirt more into his pants while keeping his eyes on himself, briefly thinks Vivi is probably already waiting for him.
It's only then when the silence is broken, a voice he hates filling his ears in no time.
"I see she drags you everywhere these days, huh?"
Jungkook's gaze darts to that man by the urinals, his back still to him. He wouldn't have any idea of who he is if he didn't speak up. But now he does. Oh, how he knows who he is.
Jungkook's aware he doesn't have to answer. He could just walk out the door and go back to staring at Vivi's beautiful back. But suddenly he wants to actually answer. Suddenly he's actually glad Jay spoke up. Because finally he's alone with him.
"It's my job." Jungkook says as he grabs a paper towel to dry his hands.
A sharp sound of Jay zipping up his pants echoes in the room before he turns to Jungkook and makes his way to the sinks as well.
"Doesn't look like it." Jay mutters, his jaw clenching so clearly that Jungkook sees it from the corner of his eye.
"Hm?" he hums, gives him a chance to change his words.
But he doesn't, "Doesn't fucking look like it." Jay repeats sharply as he turns to face Jungkook who stands two sinks away from him.
Jungkook's not stupid or naive, no. Far from it. He knows when someone just wants to fight and argue. He knows when getting physical with each other isn't that far away anymore. So he stands his ground, turns to face Jay as well, shows him this is not a fight he should pick.
"Thought I told you to not put your hands on her." Jay tells him, or actually warns, his gaze dark and full of hatred.
Jungkook smirks, laughs even because it's ridiculous how Jay thinks he can scare him.
"Yeah, well at least I keep her safe." he shrugs, knows his words will stab Jay like a sharpened knife, before starting his way towards the door.
The way he's so nonchalant triggers something in Jay. Because he's here for a reaction, he needs to see Jungkook snap. He needs to trigger him the same way he triggers him. Just so he could have something to use against him. And not only that. He'd absolutely love to get under his skin.
