Jungkook frowned upon seeing the boy in front of him and asked, "Who are you?"
"Mr. Kim sent me to deliver these flowers to you, Mr. Daffodil. He said he misses you." He handed over a bouquet of flowers and thanked Jungkook, bowing a little....
Jungkook stare at him for second... My Goodness... His eyes widen into double by seeing that bouquet...
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"Wow, beautiful Kooki! Who sends such an expensive and beautiful bouquet for you?" Jain shouted.
Jungkook glared at her. "Go to school," he said angrily.
"Give me one flower from that, please," she said, making a cute face.
He picked one flower and handed it to her.
"Thank you!" She smelled the flower. "Wow, some expensive perfume. I love this flower." She was about to kiss the flower, but Jungkook stopped her.
"Don't kiss it," he said.
"Why not?" Jain frowned.
"No means no. Give it to me," he said, taking the flower back from her. "Now go to school. I'll give this to you in the evening. Go." He gently pushed her towards the door and walked quickly to his room with the bouquet.
"What do you think about me, Mr. Kim? Do you think sending this bouquet will make me fall for you? No... I'm not a high school lover," he muttered to himself, throwing the bouquet onto the bed and lying down beside it. The fragrance from the flowers filled the room, Taehyung's expensive perfume.
Jungkook smiled and inhaled the scent of the flower. "How dare she try to kiss you?" he whispered, his lips forming a cute pout. Then he noticed a note attached to the bouquet. Curious, he picked up the card and began to read.
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"What the hell does he think about me, stupid," Jungkook muttered, throwing the card away in frustration. "Come here... I will bite you," he growled, gritting his teeth.
"Kooki..."
Jungkook was startled by his mother's voice. "Coming, Mom!" he called out, jumping off the bed and rushing towards her.
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Jain and Jungkook were arguing about the bouquet. He refused to give her the flowers, citing her score of 48 out of 50 on a math test as his excuse. Jain argued that he was hiding something, but Jungkook pulled rank as her elder brother, effectively ending the argument. Jiya had not arrived yet.
"Mom, today I'm sleeping with you," Jain declared.
"Why?" Her mother frowned, knowing Jain was typically her brother's shadow, having stayed close to him since she was a baby.
"I'm a big girl now. How can I sleep with a grown man?" Jain insisted.
"Really? Since when did you become a big girl, and when did he become a grown man?" Yoona asked, amused.
"He's a grown man with lots of secrets," Jain muttered, giving Jungkook a glare before marching off to their parents' room.
"What happened, Kooki?" Yoona asked.
"Nothing, Mom. She'll come to me at midnight," he laughed, heading to his room. He looked at the flowers and sighed, "I've become selfish because of you," he murmured to the bouquet. He lay down on his bed, leaving the door open, knowing his little sister would come to him after a while. Jungkook decided it was time to tell Jain everything about Taehyung. Despite her age, she often showed more maturity and boldness than him. As he heard the door click open, Jungkook turned with a smile.
"Why does this smell so good?" he mused, eying the bouquet.
"Passant Guardant... It's the most expensive perfume," came a familiar voice.
"Ya... No!" Jungkook shouted, turning to the other side. "You?"
"Hi, Daffodil," Taehyung greeted him with a beautiful smile.
Jungkook looked around, bewildered. "Yes, it's my home... Am I dreaming?" He blinked and pinched himself. "No... Oh, God. What are you doing here? How did you get in? What if someone sees you?" Jungkook panicked. The business tycoon, Mr. Kim Taehyung, was lying beside him in his room.
"I told you, if you don't come to me, I'll come to you. Anyway, nice room... Just like a rabbit's hutch," Taehyung teased.
"Please," Jungkook stood up from the bed, near tears. "Don't... Please."
"What? Why are you crying? I'm not going to touch you unless you say yes to me. Just come back, Jungkook."
"Please go," Jungkook pleaded, shivering.
"I will... but you have to come to me. Otherwise, I'll come here like this... every day," Taehyung warned. "Bye, Daffodil. Meet me in the morning." He walked out.
Jungkook stood still, trying to process what had just happened.
Meanwhile, Taehyung walked to the kitchen door, opened it, closed it behind him, and headed towards the front. Just then, a car stopped nearby. He quickly hid behind a wall and watched as a girl stepped out, walking unsteadily toward the kitchen door. She was clearly drunk.
"Oh my," Taehyung whispered to himself, holding his breath. "Jiya... Jungkook's elder sister." He observed her zigzag path before she finally entered the kitchen. Once she was inside, Taehyung slipped towards his car and drove away, leaving the house quiet once more.
Back inside, Jungkook remained in his room, heart racing and thoughts scattered. He knew he had to face Taehyung in the morning, but for now, he lay back on his bed, the bouquet's fragrance still filling the air.
