𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ||𝐓𝐚𝐞𝐤𝐨𝐨𝐤 ✔️

Chapter 34

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In a soft, breathy voice, Jungkook asked, "Is it still hurting?"

The question lingered in the air, laden with a depth that seemed to go beyond mere concern for physical pain. It carried an undercurrent of unspoken emotions, as if Jungkook was probing not just the injury but something else. The weight of his words wrapped around Taehyung, a blend of vulnerability and intensity that made his heart ache.

Suddenly, their trance was broken by a knock on the office door. Taehyung quickly withdrew his hand from Jungkook's and leaned back, trying to regain his composure. Jungkook sighed, frustration and something else flickering across his features, before he called out, "Come in."

The door opened to reveal Jungkook's secretary, holding a stack of files. "Sir, here are the files you asked for." Her eyes widened slightly at the unusual sight before her: The CEO sitting on the floor, Taehyung's foot resting on his knee.

Jungkook didn't seem perturbed by her reaction. He nodded, his demeanor returning to its usual calm. "Thank you. Leave them on the desk."

The secretary hesitated for a moment, glancing between the two men, before placing the files on the desk and leaving the room, closing the door softly behind her.

The blonde tried to move his foot, but a sharp pain made him wince. Jungkook immediately noticed and said, "Wait." He very carefully cradled Taehyung's foot in his hands, easing it down gently to avoid causing more discomfort. Once Taehyung's foot was settled, Jungkook straightened up and placed his hands on the armrests of Taehyung's chair, leaning in close.

"You can't work like that," Jungkook said, his voice firm yet concerned.

Taehyung raised an eyebrow, a mixture of defiance and curiosity flickering in his eyes as he looked up at Jungkook.

Without warning, Jungkook scooped the blonde up into his arms, holding him in a bridal style once more. Taehyung's eyes widened in shock. "What the fuck is wrong with you today? Put me down," he demanded, his voice laced with frustration.

Jungkook ignored his protest and stormed out of the office, carrying Taehyung with determined strides. As they emerged, the employees' mouths dropped open in astonishment, witnessing their boss's unexpected actions for the second time that day.

Taehyung ceased his struggle, resigning to the situation. He crossed his arms over his chest, a clear sign of his displeasure. Jungkook glanced down at him, noting the angry look on Taehyung's face, softened slightly by the unintentional pout of his lips. A small, amused smile tugged at the corner of Jungkook's mouth.

All around, the building buzzed with whispers and wide-eyed stares as everyone watched their formidable boss carry his new PA through the halls.

As they exited the building, Taehyung hissed, "Where the hell are you taking me?"

Jungkook didn't respond immediately, his expression unreadable as he motioned for his driver to open the door of his sleek black Mercedes Benz. The driver quickly complied, stepping aside as Jungkook carefully set the blonde down onto the passenger seat.

Taehyung's frustration simmered, but he stayed silent, watching Jungkook with narrowed eyes. Jungkook walked around the front of the car with purposeful strides, his presence commanding and unyielding.