Chapter 11:Hazard

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27th August, 2024

[At HYBE Building]

JUNGKOOK'S POV

"Where's my iced latte?" I asked after the grueling dance practice. The entire week had been a whirlwind of exhaustion. Popularity came with a heavy price-constant pressure and unending challenges.

"Ah! Right. The drinks should be here by now. Let me check," my manager replied as he exited the room.

"Jungkook, show us that move again, come on!" my choreographer teased, fully aware of my struggles with that move. I narrowed my eyes, poking my inner cheek with my tongue, hands firmly planted on my hips. The room erupted with laughter at my reaction.

"I'm learning it, alright? Don't tease me. I just need to recharge," I retorted, my voice playfully adopting a tone of mock annoyance.

"Yes, of course, we know that," Brian quipped, sarcasm dripping from his words and I shot him another mock glare.

"There you go. The drinks are here," my manager said as he came back with iced coffee for everyone.

"Hey buddy! How was your trip to America," Brian asked.

"It was great. Wait, let me show you something," I said looking for my phone. But then I remembered it wasn't with me.

"Aish! I left my phone with Mr. Lee. I'll go get it first," I said and went outside after he nodded.

I made my way to the ground floor, at the chief security's room but stopped at the sight of someone walking in my direction.

"That little brat," I mumbled to myself.

She stopped noticing me. "Jeon-ssi!" Her eyes lit up seeing me as she hollered towards me like a kid. God knows what trouble she's brought with her today.

"I need to tell you something."

"What is it, Yn-ssi?"

"Umm, how do I say it. Uh, actually, there's a woman running after you, a paparazzo."

"And?" I asked, raising an eyebrow, "that's not unusual."

"No, I mean–"

"Thanks for the precious info you gave. I gotta go now," I said, making my way into the room.

"Jeon-ssi, please understand. She's not just some paparazzo. She could be a stalker. You should increase your security," she continued, following me from behind inside the room.

"And what if she tries to har–"

"Yn-ssi, do you even realize what you're doing? You might get respectfully kicked out of here for entering a place where you're not allowed. Only because you can enter the building doesn't mean you can take a walk around. So, please leave," I said, as I sat on a chair in front of the desk while facing her waiting for Mr. Lee.

Yn still stood in front of me, biting her lip. I could tell she was trying to figure out whether to leave or continue pleading her case. The door behind her creaked opened wider, startling her. She turned too quickly, her foot catching the edge of the rug.

"Watch out!" I quickly reached out to help her, but it was too late. She stumbled forward, hands flailing. Her knees buckled on the floor and she fell forward, landing awkwardly on my lap. Her hands splayed against my thighs, her face mere inches from my crotch.

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