𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 ᴛᴋ

16

Next morning

TH: No. It...it can't be true. I can't.

HIS eyes fixed at his back. As he starts the burner again, continuing with the cooking that he left.

JK: Get out

He says in his harsh voice not looking at HIM anymore. But who said going to leave so easily, HE had to clear HIS doubts. No matter what it sounded like.

TH: I feel an ache down...th...there. Did we? Do that?

HE asks lowly afraid of his answer. While his back stiffens immediately. His hands seizing.Ignored. Yet again.

TH: I just asked you something. Answer me!

Nothing. Except that prolonged silence. A cold aura hanging in the kitchen.

TH: Answer me dammit!

HE screamed this time. HIS frame literally shaking. As the thought of loosing HIS virginity in such a state, made tears sting HIS eyes.

JK: Even if you are the only person left in the entire fucking world. I wouldn't fuck someone like you Stupid boy. My standards haven'tfallen so low to touch filth like you.

His words, they were even worse than HIS thoughts. They broke HIM, trying to make HIM feel worthless. The tears restrained at HIM eyelids, flowed uncontrolled. He looks into HIM eyes with loathe. Nearly throwing the pan at the kitchen counter in frustration. And HE flinched seeing the metal thing hit the marble shelf with a loud thud. HIS heart racing rapidly in HIS chest. Filth? So much detest? So much hate? Why? It was not HIS fault last night.

JK: The next time you go out wearing slutty clothes like yesterday and flirting with random men, don't expect me or my brother's to come save your sorry ass. This was the last time.

With this, he walks passed HIM With long heavy steps. Not caring of HIS falling tears. HIS heart thudding as HE looks down at the floor. The throbbing in HIS head worsening. Seeing him walk out, HE holds the counter to control HIMself There was no doubt in this that the men loathed/ detested HIM. His words a testimony to it. Then why are you so crazy about him. Let him go.

He is a taken man. Don't infilterate his happiness with your existence, if he detests you to this extent. HE turns around, breathing heavily to return the room, to find him no where. HIS footsteps slowing down as HIS eyes stop on something placed beside the bed. And that traitrous heart, again beats faster. It was a note under a glass of water. The beautiful Lucida handwriting, too familiar to HIM.

"Take it and come to office"

HE looks at the painkiller placed beside the note, and HE stares at him through the window. His car reversing as he puts on his shades and leaves for the office. HE tightly clenched the note to HIS chest, why? Why this now? If you hate me so much why don't you leave me on my own? Failing to understand the complexities of this man, HE just
sigh.

Leaning HIS head against the wall. Jeon Jungkook was beyond comprehension, and HE felt afraid of his mysteries, if not intrigued

TAEHYUNG

I pick up the first folder from the pile. Getting to work. I return back home to see jisung and han pacing down the hallway. Looking tensed. Mr and Mrs Jeon sitting down, anxiously waiting. Han was the first one to take notice of my entry. His footsteps hasty as he stops in front of me.

Han: Tae you are here. Brother. Brother is not with you?

He asks sounding worried. Making everyone to look at me in hope.l just shrug my shoulders, answering truthfully.