𝐌𝐫. 𝐉𝐞𝐨𝐧'𝐬 𝐒𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐁𝐫𝐚𝐭 || 𝐊𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐉𝐢𝐧 𝐅𝐅

💍𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟. 15💍

The teacher soon announced Jin's name as he stepped forward confidently to present his project, his smile never fading.

"That's how I came up with this idea. I hope my beloved classmates and my teacher liked my idea," Jin concluded his presentation with a grin.

"Yeah, Jin, that was a good idea," one student commented.

"Jin, you're as smart as always when it comes to projects," Max exclaimed. The teacher seemed to agree, applauding along with the other students.

"Aww, thanks, guys. Here, take this as a token," Jin said dramatically, blowing a flying kiss to the whole class, eliciting laughter and surprise reactions.

"When did Jin become so open? Wasn't he an introvert?" Some students gossiped, surprised by his outgoing nature. However, most of them seemed to appreciate this side of Jin, so they didn't dwell on it.

Jin smiled mischievously, flashing his teeth. He thinks he can control me. Jin thought proudly to himself.

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"Jin, I don't think what you did today was... good," Jimin said to Jin, who was busy finishing the snacks his so-called husband had bought for him. At least the food was good and delicious, why waste them on his unwanted, despised husband?

"Hmm? What do you mean?" Jin asked, digging into the cake.

"I mean... you did exactly what he told you not to do. Don't you think it'll cause you trouble?" Jimin voiced his concern.

"Nah! I don't think so. Besides, it's not like he's here to see what I'm doing. It's my life, I can do whatever I want. I should've flirted with Max more. As far as I remember, he likes me," Jin said, unbothered.

"So, what are you going to do about that?"

"I don't know. He is handsome. Maybe I can give him a chance," Jin mused.

"Jin, you are married."

"Who cares? I never cared. I don't give a shit about that man. You know what I was doing in the whole class? Thinking of ways to annoy him! God, if I even had a phone, I'd Google 'how to annoy your so-called husband' like there's no tomorrow. If I get one chance, I will annoy him to death until he's begging to divorce me. He can't do anything. He'll find out that his life won't ever be easy if I live with him. Hmph!"

"Jin, I think I need to go. Don't worry, as your best friend, ofcourse, I love you a lot. So, I'll pray for you. Bye," Jimin suddenly spoke, his voice showing panic and nervousness as he ran away without waiting for Jin's response, leaving Jin confused and shocked.

Jin stopped munching on his chips, looking around to see everyone frozen in awe and shock, as if they were witnessing something extraordinary.

Confused by the sudden change in atmosphere and why his bestie had left him like this, Jin glanced around, following the direction of everyone's fixed gazes.

Soon, his eyes widened in disbelief as he saw the scene unfolding outside the university gate. A glorious, shiny, expensive black car stood there, and what caught Jin's attention was the figure inside-the one he despised. His so-called husband, Jeon Jungkook.

Jin's breath hitched as the car window slid down, revealing Jungkook's face. People around him gasped at the sight of the gorgeously intimidating Jeon Jungkook.

When Jungkook turned his head in Jin's direction, it felt like his sharp eyes locked onto Jin's in an instant. Jin felt a shiver down his spine as he backed away, feeling the intensity of Jungkook's gaze, which was frosty, sharp, and penetrating, as if that of a predator.

Jin gulped nervously as Jungkook's narrowed eyes and clenched jawline made him feel small and insignificant. He quickly turned and did what he thought was the best course of action-run away. Yep, that's what he did.

How much more dumb i can get? Running away from a damn Ferrari? I must be kidding myself.
As Jin sprinted away, he couldn't shake off the feeling that he was being pursued by a damn Ferrari. Running while clutching his precious snacks was a challenge. Jin didn't know where he was going; he just ran as fast as he could, only to trip over and fall down.

"Ouch... my leg..." Jin whimpered, feeling a sharp pain shoot through his leg. He gulped as he saw the car stopping at a distance from him.

"I am doomed," Jin thought as he watched Jungkook step out of the car with one hand casually tucked in his pocket, his gaze piercing like icicles, jaw clenched, as he approached Jin, kneeling down to Jin's level.

"Darling, do you think you can run away from me?" Jungkook's voice was cold, yet it showed a hint of gentleness as he reached out to Jin.

Jin gulped as he tried to move, but his injured leg made things difficult for him.

"Did you get hurt?" Jungkook inquired, his tone softening slightly as he examined Jin's leg. Jin attempted to pull his leg back, but Jungkook's hold was firm, preventing him from doing so.

"Can you walk?" Jungkook asked, his gaze fixed on Jin's trembling eyes. Jin nervously shook his head, indicating no.

"I need words, darling," Jungkook insisted.

"N-no..." Jin stammered, feeling trapped and vulnerable in Jungkook's presence.

"Hmm, I thought of punishing you for your deeds today. but you've already managed to get yourself hurt. It's okay. I'll let it slide this time. Otherwise..." He paused, his gaze penetrating Jin like a sharp knife. "You won't be able to face any of your classmates, especially that Maximum guy. I hope I've made myself clear."

"Y-you know...?" Jin stammered, surprised.

"Darling, you're mine. Of course, I know whatever you do," Jungkook said with a small smirk playing at the corner of his lips, making Jin gulp nervously.

"Now baby, let's go home. We have a lot of things to talk about." That's all Jungkook said before rising to his feet and moving closer to Jin. His arms enveloped him securely, effortlessly lifting Jin in a bridal style, his grip both firm and gentle, conveying dominance yet care.

"What are you doing? Let me go!"

"You're hurt, baby."

"Yes, but...you don't have to carry me like this. Please, let me down. It's embarrassing!" Jin protested loudly, on the verge of tears.

"Baby, stop squirming around. I don't want the ground to kiss your ass before I do it."

Jin's eyes widened in realization of his words as he looked at Jungkook with wide eyes, while Jungkook smirked, walking towards the car. Jin pouted, crossing his arms, determined to not hold Jungkook's neck for support. Jungkook gently placed Jin in the seat of the car and fastened his seatbelt.

"Yah! My snacks, you can't leave them. Go pick them up for me," Jin demanded. Jungkook nodded with a chuckle, obediently returning to the spot to gather up all the snacks of his beloved husband before coming back to the car.

Jin happily grabbed his snacks, tearing off the wrappers and stuffing the food into his mouth. He was mad, and he wanted to shout in frustration. To control his anger, he resorted to eating, knowing that otherwise, he might end up breaking things. Jin glared at Jungkook, who was driving the car, calmly.

"I hate you!" Jin spat out, his voice laced with anger and frustration.

"Darling, you can hate me, but you can't do the things I hate,"