Sugar & Scars || Taekook ff

Chapter 3: A brush of Us

Author pov:

“Sometimes ‘the us’ doesn't exist ,

Instead ‘You and I’ does , because it's meant that way.

Surely , For the time being”

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The human heart is a universe of emotions where you can only dive deeper and deeper but would never be able to find a ground which makes you feel settled and still. It's a space , where you'd float with your vulnerability and will , yet would never be able to reach the destination you desire.

It's a state of flux , urging you to explore many many forbidden things and have a taste of it , even if it means it's the sharp edge of the knife you're licking it from. It doesn't give you the appropriate reason to feel what you feel because it doesn't give you the time to understand its dynamic and before you know , you're already falling in the abyss which certainly has no way out.

It works in a different frequency , one that defies to provide the logic and demand surrender to its stipulation. And the journey of accepting one's heart's realm is not for those who demand rationale in their every step , instead it's for those who are willing to embrace the unknown even if it means confronting the darkness within.

And nobody could know this better than Jungkook himself. He has embraced his darkness within himself long back and now he doesn't fear , his heart doesn't thrum anymore or it doesn't papillate or quiver in fright. So that's why standing in front of his so-called hired chef in his own damn restaurant he confronted that man who tried to do the most unacceptable act under his watch. Something which he wanted to hide...

"Where are the trainees , Mr Kang?" He walked past a bunch of his staff as he pushed open the door of his office and walked around the large table placed in the middle of the room only to slap his hand against it roughly as he leaned on it with a deadly glare casting on the man standing at the corner , seeming to nonchalant much to his despise.

"They are on their way." Mr Kang replied instantly , his throat bobbing in nervousness as he saw the man standing in front of him clad in a white shirt and white pants looking as fresh as ever yet as scary as never before.

"Good. Let me make some calls Mr Kang. Till then I want all the footage on my desk within the next fifteen minutes. Not a minute late." Mr Kang saw his boss clenching his jaw and dismissing him just by the wave of his hand. His golden Rolex watch shimmered on his wrist , perfectly glowing against his pale wrist as the man pulled out his phone and rang to someone.

Still sensing the manager's presence inside his office even after a minute Jungkook turned to the almost bald man with thick spectacles gawking at him stupidly. So snapping his fingers twice Jungkook moved his hand down which was holding his phone against his ears and tapped the dial of his watch twice catching the attention of the stupefied man. He raised his eyebrow when the man suddenly seemed to snap out of his trance and scurried away hurriedly.

Shaking his head Jungkook again pressed his phone against his ear when he realised the call was picked. "Hello Mr song." Jungkook greeted the man who let out a surprise sigh before answering.

"To what do I owe the pleasure to have you calling me after so long , Mr Jeon?"

"Definitely there is someone whom you owe the pleasure to. Why don't you visit me? Vintage grill , near Han river within the next fifteen minutes. I await your presence." With that being said jungkook cut the call without waiting for the other's response. His eyes holding the fire , as he finally made eye contact with the man who doesn't know what's happening around them.