I Hate You

3] Penthouse

Jungkook's pov:

" Just because you were sad , doesn't mean that you can simply walk around the city alone as if you are some begger! " I exclaimed with disdain.

Taehyung said that he was feeling down due to some personal issues that's why he walked out of his house without any security and didn't even realize where he was going or what he was doing until my car's headlights flashed in front of him.

He was calm and relaxed now.

I didn't know what happened that he became so sad and then walked out like that but right now he was fine as we walked into my penthouse as I threw my keys on the island frowning at him.

" I know....but I didn't know what to do. I wasn't in my right mind....I..." he trailed with a sad face which made me huff and internally roll my eyes.

I still couldn't believe that a person like Taehyung would end up in my penthouse with me out of the blue.

" Fine. Bit please don't ever do like this again. God knows what will happen the next time. " I stated unbuttoning my coat before sliding it down my arms keeping it on the couch.

" Hmm..." He hummed looking around the place with casual eyes.

" Not as big as your one house is. " I said which made him chuckle as we sat on the couch opposite to each other.

" Now. I have a very important question." I brought his attention to me as my voice turned serious but he was unbothered.

" I know already. Question is , how do I know you? " He said making me nod.

" Well.....you are a well known person of our country and chairman of the most powerful company in South Korea so it is as easy as nothing for me to know about you. And moreover your elder brother Jin is my best friend. "

Now that information was quite surprising to me for I never got to know that.

" Oh. But still. What you did was literally......"

".......stupid." He ended the sentence getting an obvious nod from me.

He sighed resting his head on the headrest of the couch and suddenly the atmosphere went silent.

I kept on staring at him as he looked up at the ceiling silently without blinking.

" Why were you so sad? " The question slipped out of me but I really wanted to know.

He looked down at me before giving a carefree smile. " Somethings are better unsaid. " He said which made me understand that I shouldn't ask him and he wasn't comfortable with it either.

I internally nodded before asking " Would you like to drink water? Juice or tea? "

" No coffee huh? " He said making me chuckle, adding " You do know about me."

" Indeed. You ain't simply no one whom I would not know. " I said before a low yawn escaped my mouth.

" Okay. Let's get you to your room. Its quite late and you must sleep too. " I said standing from my place gathering my coat as Taehyung stood up following me to the guest room.

" Here. You can rest here. If you need something then knock on my door. Its there." I pointed two doors away from his room on the same side as his room.

" Ok. And Thank you. " He said smiling lightly.

" Mention not." I smiled.

" and sorry too. I troubled you. " His face feel into an apologetic expression.

" Oh come on. I met south Korea's best solo Singer today. And got to know that he is my brother's friend. The pleasure is all mine." I gently replied before he went into the room later on I too walked to my room closing the door behind , I threw my coat away stripping myself to the walk-in-closet and grabbed a pair of boxers with black shorts and a loose white T-shirt.

I had a lot to do in the morning and it was a busy day too. I needed rest.

Changing in an extremely fast speed I was back into the room, sighing.

" What a meet up! " I exclaimed exhaling at how stupidly weird the night had turned but that I was all before I prayed to God for a good day and thanked him for whatever he had given me , only to later land on the very cozy bed nuzzling my face into the soft mattress.

" Oh Jesus. I love this." Smiling to the very relaxing feeling I closed my eyes seeping down the ocean of comfort and calmness.

I worked for this. I worked for this feeling. I exhausted myself to a limitless extent so that when I planted myself on the bed all I could do was relax.

I loved my bed. Especially this very one in my penthouse.

Things could go wrong. People you liked can turn into the people you hate. Love can go away and jewels can be taken away but this bed , this feeling and this very good spot. Nothing could go wrong in this room on this bed.

I could sleep here feeling so good. The tiredness that drained me would relax me as soon as I hit the bed in here.

No one--literally no one could ever understand this feeling .