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"Have you heard about basic manners, Mr. Min?" Taehyung asked, clearly irritated.


"No," Yoongi replied nonchalantly, tossing a pendrive at Taehyung. "Here's the information you asked for... Hmm... Taehyung."


"Taehyung?"  Taehyung glared at him. "This is an office. You should behave properly."


"I don't care. Pay my bills. I need to fly back today."


"They're already paid," Taehyung responded curtly.



"Hmm... Who is that chipmunk? He looks nice," Yoongi said, glancing at Jungkook's cabin.


"Get out," Taehyung raised his voice.


"Okay," Yoongi shrugged and walked out of the room.


"Bloody..." Taehyung muttered under his breath. He took the pendrive and connected it to his system. His face lit up as he reviewed the contents. Despite Yoongi's behavior, his work was always excellent.



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Jungkook stared at his mobile, checking his account balance. 50,000 won. After all his expenses, he could still save 20,000. Jungkook's heart beat like a drum, and tears welled up in his eyes. Usually, he had to take loans from others to make ends meet, but now, everything seemed wonderful—his job, the people around him, his future, even his present. "Thank you, Mr. Jackson," he smiled, remembering the man who had recommended him. "This weekend, I can go home." He jumped up with happiness, glancing towards the CEO's cabin. The man was still working. It was already 7 PM, but Jungkook waited patiently until Taehyung finished his work.

Hours passed. The lights in Taehyung's cabin finally switched off at 11 PM. As Taehyung walked out, Jungkook immediately gathered his things and ran out of the room. "Train or bus?" he wondered. It was Sunday tomorrow, so there was no work. Jungkook ran downstairs but stopped in front of the office as he saw the rain pouring down. "What the hell? Let's book a cab... But why should I waste money?" He put his mobile in his bag and walked briskly into the rain, getting completely soaked. His white shirt clung to his body, revealing his curves clearly. Jungkook walked towards the bus stop, thinking a cab would have been the better option. He sighed.

A cold wind blew, making him shiver. "Idiot," he muttered to himself. He looked around, but there were no signs of other people. The rain intensified, and the surroundings grew darker. The city became eerily silent because of the downpour. Suddenly, a thunderstorm startled him. "God... stupid Jungkook," he cursed, his eyes filling with tears. "Help me..."

Out of nowhere, Taehyung's sleek black Genesis pulled up in front of him. Jungkook stared at the car, recognizing it immediately. Taehyung rolled down the window and shouted, "Get inside, idiot!" Jungkook looked at him for a second, then quickly got into the car.



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After an hour of silent driving, Taehyung's car entered through a massive gate. Jungkook's eyes grew wide as he took in the impressive entrance. Taehyung parked his car in front of a large house and removed his coat, handing it to Jungkook.

"Wear it," Taehyung instructed.

"No thanks, sir... I..." Jungkook began.


"Do what I said, Jungkook," Taehyung said sharply, his tone leaving no room for argument. Jungkook quickly put on the coat. Both of them got out of the car.


"Boss!" The house manager ran up to Taehyung. "Where were you? I was really tense."

Without acknowledging the man's concern, Taehyung walked inside. Jungkook looked at the main door with wide eyes. "A glass house? Oh my God," he whispered in awe.


"What are you doing? Come inside," Taehyung's angry voice called out again.

"Yes, sir," Jungkook replied, hurrying inside.


"Give him a room and some dry clothes," Taehyung ordered the maids before heading upstairs.


Jungkook smiled at one of the women, who smiled back warmly. "Come," she said, leading him to a room. Jungkook followed her.


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"Where were you going in that rain?" Taehyung asked, sipping his tea.

"Home," Jungkook replied.

"That far in this weather?" Taehyung raised an eyebrow.

"It's a holiday tomorrow, so..." Jungkook trailed off.


"So what?" Taehyung pressed.

"Nothing," Jungkook muttered, looking down.

Taehyung stared at the boy in front of him, now wearing an oversized grey hoodie. "Cute," he thought, smiling softly. "I will be leaving for three days. You can go home and come back on Wednesday."

"Oh, thank you, sir!" Jungkook exclaimed, delighted. "But... will my salary be cut?"

"No," Taehyung reassured him.

"Thank you, sir," Jungkook beamed, not noticing the affectionate look Taehyung was giving him.


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Yoongi's private jet landed at Heathrow Airport after a 13-hour journey. Once he stepped out, his car picked him up.

"Why is he staying in Korea?" Jin asked Yoongi once Yoongi reached the Kim house.



Yoongi looked at him. "I don't know."


"Don't lie. He wouldn't take a breath without telling you," Jin frowned.

"The man was in love. Is that enough for you?"


"With whom?" Jin asked.

"Angelina Jolie," Yoongi said, walking upstairs quickly.

"Love? My Tae... No, never," Jin took a deep breath. "I know my baby."


"Hey buddy, missed me?" Yoongi smiled at the little one playing with his toy car.


"Yooni..." The little one raised his hand at Yoongi. Yoongi carried the child and kissed his dimpled cheeks. "Where's your Momma?"


"There," the child pointed towards a room.


"Okay... This is for you," Yoongi handed him a chocolate box and walked into the room. "Hello, sir."


Jimin turned around. "Oh, Yoongi. When did you get back? Where's Tae?"


"He's staying. I just landed. Hmmm... You are just 20, Jimin, I am 22, and Tae is 28."


"Still, you call him Tae and I am your elder brother's wife... So both of you are my younger brothers. Not by age but by place," Jimin smiles.


"I don't want to be your younger brother, baby... Be mine," Yoongi thought to himself, smiling at Jimin. "I am really tired. I just wanted to see the baby, that's all. Good night."


"Good night," Jimin said.


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"Jungkook, I like you... I mean, I love you. Just think about it and tell me your reply at Wednesday.



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