"Boss, I thought you were gonna rest at home for the day. You even brought food with you. What made you come back?" Gavin asked, genuinely curious.
"I came back to get some peace and stay sane. Anyway, let's get to it; we've got tons of customers," Jungkook said casually, dodging his staff's questions.
•••••
"Hoseok, I still love you. I never stopped loving you, even after you left me and chose your career over me," Yoongi said softly. "I'm still crazy about you."
"Yoongi, please don't make this harder. I came here to ask you to stop calling me. I'm begging you," Hoseok replied, his voice tinged with sadness.
"But you love me, right? I can feel it. Why are you pushing me away?" Yoongi pleaded.
"Because I can't risk everything I've worked for. This is my life now. And you're already engaged to be married," Hoseok said firmly.
"I haven't even met him in person. It's you I want," Yoongi insisted, frustration creeping into his voice.
"I see him all over social media. He seems perfect. Your parents wouldn't approve of you marrying him if he wasn't," Hoseok argued.
"He's a brat. I'm sure he'll bring more problems than happiness," Yoongi countered.
Hoseok stood to leave, but Yoongi blocked his path.
"Yoongi, please. My manager is waiting in the car," Hoseok urged, his eyes pleading.
"You'll regret this. I promise you'll regret letting me go," Yoongi warned, his voice trembling with emotion.
Hoseok looked at Yoongi, tears welling up. "Goodbye, Yoongi."
•••••
Jungkook got home really late, past midnight. When he walked in, he heard the TV softly playing in the room. Opening the door quietly, he saw Jin fast asleep. Jungkook turned off the TV and took a closer look at Jin. He instantly regretted it when he noticed Jin's shirt had ridden up, showing a lot of skin, with his long legs propped on a pillow. Jungkook swallowed hard, feeling a dry lump in his throat, and quickly left the room.
The next morning, Jin got up and left the bedroom, thinking Jungkook had already left. He was surprised to hear noise from the back of the house. Peeking out the window, Jin's eyes widened when he saw Jungkook washing clothes, shirtless. He couldn't help but notice Jungkook's muscles, tattoos, and serious expression as he scrubbed Jin's...
"Oh my gosh! Don't touch that!" Jin panicked, rushing outside to grab his underwear. But Jungkook was quick, pulling it out of Jin's reach. Standing up, Jungkook stared at Jin, who stood there with hands on hips, face all red and mad.
"Give me that!"
"Why? You don't know how to do laundry, so I'll do it," he said, smirking.
"I said give me that! And stop smirking, you pervert!"
"Call me whatever you want, but I'm washing your underwear and you can't stop me," he chuckled.
Jin screamed, turned, and quickly locked himself in the bedroom.
Jungkook finished washing both his and Jin's clothes, then proceeded to cook lunch. After preparing the meal, he knocked on the bedroom door and called out to Jin that lunch was ready. Jungkook didn't expect Jin to come out, but to his surprise, Jin emerged, still looking visibly annoyed. Jin went straight to the kitchen and started eating before Jungkook could even sit down. As he sipped his coffee, Jungkook watched Jin devour the food quickly.
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Rage of Angels [JinKook]
FanfictionJin grew up surrounded by love from his family. His every whim was indulged, especially by his older brothers Namjoon and Taehyung, following the example set by their late mother. Raised in an environment of wealth, affection, and protection, Jin's...