Physical Contract • JHS

Chapter : 3

"Kook, aren't you hungry?"

Jungkook and Jiha found Hoseok standing there in front of them with an unbothered look. Jiha looked away from him, feeling angry at him.

"Come have dinner, it's getting late." He said.

"Noona, let's go." Jungkook cooed as he held his sister's hand.

"Come." Hoseok whispered, giving Jiha a stern look as she spared him a glance. She nodded vigorously before following him.

Jiha was not liking any of this. The way Hoseok behaved so sweetly with her and her brother. It was making her more suffocated in the place. She wanted to leave it and go to her room and maybe cry her heart out, which was not possible in the crowded place.

She prepared a plate of dinner for Jungkook while he sat around a table waiting for her sister to return.

Jiha placed the plate and glass of juice in front of Jungkook as the guy smiled broadly.

"Have it." She said, passing a sweet smile, just pile him.

"Noona, you?" Jungkook wondered, his doe eyes looking up at her for an answer.

"I'm not hungry; you enjoy." She lied. She was not just feeling like eating anything right now. Her heart was just too heavy that she urged her to go away from here.

Jiha sat across her brother, wandering her eyes around, eyeing at the other people around the place, having their dinner and chatting with each other. The happy grins on their faces made her jealous. She wanted to feel free like them as well; she wanted to smile from the core of her heart, but everything was so dull in her life.

The thoughts of her came to an end when a plate of food was being held in front of her. Her eyes flickered a bit as she noticed it was Hoseok holding the plate up for her.

"Have your dinner."

She gazed at him emotionlessly. All she wanted was for him to say the same words more sincerely and with a little care, but it was again his order, which she had no power to deny.

She accepted the plate nonetheless.

"Sit here; I'll grab some drinks for you." Hoseok said, and the next moment he was walking to the bar.

Jiha did not mean to, but her eyes stayed on him as he returned with a glass of fresh fruit juice and a bottle of plain water.

"I'll be over there; call me if you need anything." Hoseok whispered, leaning a little closer to her ears before he went on his way.

Jiha looked down at her lap as the fingers of her left hand fiddled among each other. A moment ago, he was threatening her in the washroom, and now he was all different, taking care of her. His behavior was confusing. It made her feel special at a moment, but the next moment, she realized her place in his life.

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Once they were done with the fancy dinner, Hoseok led them to the ground floor.

"Bye hyung." Jungkook waved at Hoseok before getting in the car, and Hoseok closed the door.

Jiha gazed at Hoseok, who waved at her brother with a contented smile, then he made his way to her side.

Hoseok opened the door for her, but her focus was on his face. It was not like she was waiting for him to open the gate for her; rather, she was immersed in staring at him that she did not realize when he walked over her side.

"Get in."

The simple words brought her back to the world as she looked down and got in the car. She kept her eyes ahead to avoid looking at him and getting lost in him, but her eyes snapped at him when she noticed him bending over a little as he adjust her dress, which would definitely get stuck if he closed the door now.

He placed the loose end of her dress inside the car, and taking that chance, he leaned closer to her ear.

"Sleep in my room." He whispered in a husky voice. He was unaware of how much impact his voice had on her, especially those whispers near her ears where she could feel her breaths on her bare skin.

He pulled back, and her eyes snapped at him, not ready to leave the sight of his face. He told the driver to drive away after he closed the door, while she kept looking at him through the back view mirror.

The ride back to the apartment, Jiha was driven in her thoughts while Jungkook talked about how stunned he was to see those rich people around and the fancy hotel, the expensive food. She was listening to all of his words, but her mind was not there. It was still there for the person whose engagement party they just attended. She was sure if now Jungkook asked her a simple question, she would give a wrong answer. Her thoughts were that much scattered now.

Reaching the luxurious apartment, Jiha gave her brothers his medicines and warm water even before she could change her clothes. After the medicine, she stayed with her little brother until he fell asleep, then came to her own room.
 
Jiha could not understand what she should feel. Her heart was not giving her a proper response. With a messed-up state of mind, she showered and changed her clothes, but that did not help as her mind still wandered around the thoughts of Hoseok.

His order.

Sleep in my room.

The demanding tone, which she could not disobey. As his order, she went to his room. She twisted the doorknob and opened the door.

The familiar cologne of him hit her nostrils as soon as the door was open. She stepped in slowly, pushing the door to close but making sure not to lock. Her eyes wandered around the room as she felt so ashamed of herself.

She just attended the engagement party of the man, and now she was in his bedroom, knowing he would come there and they would be sleeping in the same bed under the same duvet. As a woman, she felt disgusted with herself to think like that.

With the feeling of being wrong, she neared the bed and sat there. Her eyes started to hurt as she tried hard not to hold back the tears.

You can't cry; you don't have the right to. She reminded herself as she took a breath in.

You choose it yourself also; you have no right on him. He can do whatever he wants in his life.

Even after the constant remainders from her mind, she felt weak as her heart was not accepting with her brain. The heart was stupid, for sure. It knows how to give someone pain.
 
Her chain of thoughts came to an end when she let go of the tears. The hot tears ran down her cheeks as little sobs left her throat. She made sure not to be too loud with the crying, so her brother was unaware.

It took her one hour to cry her heart out silently before she gave up and lay on his bed. She was not going to wait for him to come back, well aware of the fact that he would be late. If he had not told her beforehand, she might have thought he would spend the night with his fiancee, but he ensured that he would return to her.
 
Jiha did not know when she fell asleep but remembered when her sleep broke. She felt the side of the bed getting heavier as a human figure climbed on it. She was still too tired to open her eyes properly, but soon enough, she sensed it was Hoseok.

His hands sneaked around her waist, pulling her to his chest and covering themselves with the same blanket. She did not mean to, but she melted in his arms for some unknown reasons, inhaling the smell more closely this time, shamelessly. 

She opened her eyes slowly and lifted her eyelashes to get a view of his face, but that was utterly impossible to see him under the darkness, but she got the faint smell of alcohol from him, mixing with his regular expensive cologne.

The feeling of his fingers slowly going below her sweater and touching the bare skin of her back and stomach made her shiver in a pleasurable way. His lips slowly grazed on the skin of her neck, and the warmth made her forget all the worries for the moment.

Jiha was cursing her for being such a disgusting woman before sometimes, but again, here she was, in the arms of a man who's engaged to another woman, and the worst part was she loved the feeling of being in his embrace. She loved to smell him closely. 

She grew the habit of being in his arms at night and his touches over the months now, even though she knew it was not right but a sin. She was well aware of the fact that she should not get attached to him specifically when they were in a contractual relationship, profiting both parties.