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chapter 2

Jungkook's pov ;

Taehyung sinks his fingers into my nape, digging into the skin until I felt him instead of see him.

"The answer is yes, isn't Kim?" I asked with an mocking tone.

"I'm Kim taehyung and the first name means someone in this word and watch your tone "

The voice rolls in like a sandpaper on glass, leaving my throat dry , i swallow the sudden rotten taste and force myself to calm down when I heard that name. I slap Taehyung's arm.

He doesn't move , not even one inch.

" Yes I know that. Also a small reminder taehyung.  Without your father's last name, you're nothing"

A puff of breath haeves out of his chest. I like it how his inhales and exhales became abnormal. He moves his long fingers to grab my nape.

" Let go"

I say or more accurately , order.

" I don't appreciate being touched , especially if the hands are filthy " .

He stares at his free palm. He chuckled and he looked at me.

" You'll get used to it "

" Get used to what ?"

Is this freaking high? This isn't how i planned. Did i cross the line. Hyung will scold me if he find out. I have to leave soon. Before I can move his fingers moved to my nape this time with more force.

" Let. Go" I repeat  and tried to push at his arm with all my strength. My fingers start to get  tremor. The tremor felt almost electric, like restrained lightning ready to escape, too subtle to see from afar yet undeniable up close, a hint of restlessness vibrating from my fingertips.He loosens his grip but doesn't release me.

" Bossy. I like it. But you know what I like more? Your confidence to ask that bloody question. Does it sound the same when you say crude things ? "

" This is the third and final time. I' my telling you this. Let. Go"

" Why"?

He strokes his fingers near my hairline and that wave of something that's not nausea courses through my veins.

" I don't like it. You Disgust me"

His grip loosened. I need  to out of here.  He loses his hold on my neck and I don't wait to see his reaction. I opened the door and went outside. The rush of adraline slowly disappear. A tremor spread in my limps. I collapsed in the wall.

Stop shaking
Stop shaking , you damn pathetic weakling.
Stop.

It's me against the screwed- up notion of time. It's always been that way. The sense of apprehension is replaced I tried to rember his face , his smile. The only reason I am fighting. I briefly close my eyes to think about him and his presence.  When I open them it's me being alone again.

■ Taehyung ■

He swept his arm across the desk in a single, furious motion, sending everything spiraling into chaos. Papers flitted through the air like startled birds, while pens and pencils clattered across the floor, rolling to distant corners of the room. A coffee mug toppled over, spilling a dark stain across the carpet, leaving a trail that matched the smudges on crumpled memos now lying in disarray. Notebooks, staplers, and a mess of half-written sticky notes scattered like a forgotten storm across the room. It was as if the whole office had inhaled sharply and held its breath, stunned by the aftermath of his silent eruption.

" After all these  freaking 5 years I worked hard for this position. Still why people can't see i am not like him . I will never "

He pressed the intercom button, his finger lingering a moment longer than needed, lost in thought and his secretory came.

" Find out who the boy was that asked such a question in the press conference."

" Yes sir "

" You can leave "

Jungkook's pov ;

After a long, exhausting day, I finally dragged myself through the door of my apartment, the familiar silence greeting me like an old friend. Shedding the weight of the day along with my jacket, I made my way to the bathroom, where the tiles were cool against my feet. Turning on the shower, I watched steam rise, curling around me like a warm embrace, washing away the grit and tension clinging to my skin. The water cascaded over me, each droplet dissolving a layer of fatigue, leaving me feeling lighter, clearer, almost renewed.

And jungkook thought about Taehyung .His eyes, fierce and unyielding, lingered in my memory like a siren’s call, both warning and invitation. They had a challenge woven into their depths, a silent dare that pulled at something restless within me. Those eyes, sharp as they were, held a glint that seemed to cut through the air, locking onto me as if he could see straight to my core.

Lost in the haze of my thoughts, I barely noticed the world around me fading away—until the sharp trill of my phone sliced through the silence. The sound jolted me, its suddenness pulling me back like a lifeline, snapping the thread of my daydream. The screen glowed insistently, and i smile.

"Hello, yoongi hyung how are you?"

" forgot about me. How was the first meeting with that filth?

" Hyung "

" No jungkook gukkie is sleeping "

◇Jungkook telling everything about today◇

" That fucking bastard put his hands on you. You could've killed him that movement"

" No hyung it's just beginning for him.
What he’ll go through… well, let’s just say, he’ll understand my agony in ways he never imagined."

" Don't take too much time jungkook and be safe always "

" I will hyung "

While they were talking a faint cry drifted through the quiet, piercing the stillness like the first crack of dawn breaking over a dark horizon. It was fragile, yet insistent, a small but undeniable sound that wrapped itself around him, pulling him into its orbit. His heart stilled, then thundered, as the realization hit: his newborn was calling out, an unspoken bond stretching between them, alive and raw.

" Hyung i think he woke up  can you give phone to him . Let me talk to him "

" I will "

Yoongi took the baby in his hands.
Baby had nestled onto his chest, clinging with tiny hands that grasped at his shirt in quiet determination. There was a soft rise and fall, the baby’s breath syncing with his own, a fragile weight that felt both grounding and profound. Yoongi put the phone on speaker.

"Gukkie"
   
   "Mama "

End of the chapter 2🤗