Fated by 'I Do'

Chapter 22 : Unwanted Guest

Jungkook was busy arranging his studio, excited to start his work soon. Taehyung had ordered raw materials for him, proudly taking the role of Jungkook's first investor. As a talented fashion and jewelry designer, Jungkook was eager to set up the home studio that Taehyung had prepared for him.

He was wearing a baby blue shirt and knee-length navy blue shorts, his hair tied up in a half bun while the other half framed his face, accentuating his features. His glasses sat snugly on his nose, giving him a focused look as he organized the space.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang, a sharp sound that sliced through his thoughts like a knife. Curiosity mingled with apprehension as Jungkook walked over to open it, a smile beginning to bloom on his lips. But that smile faded in an instant as a man stumbled in, collapsing against him. The overwhelming stench of alcohol hit Jungkook like a slap, making his stomach churn.

"Get off!" he exclaimed, shoving the man away with difficulty, confusion swirling in his mind. Recognition struck him like a bolt of lightning. It was Inseyeop, his ex-fiancé and his aunt's son, the man who had once promised him forever.

"What are you doing here?" Jungkook managed, disbelief mingling with a rising tide of panic. Inseyeop swayed, his unfocused gaze reflecting a mixture of regret and desperation, and Jungkook's heart raced as dread settled in his chest.

"I came to see you, Jungkook," Inseyeop slurred, his words thick with alcohol. "I've missed you."

Jungkook felt a cold knot of fear tighten in his stomach. The last thing he wanted was to confront his past, especially in this safe haven he shared with Taehyung.

"Get out, Inseyeop! I swear, I'll call the cops!" Jungkook shouted, his voice shaking with urgency. His pulse thundered in his ears, and he fought to keep his composure as Inseyeop staggered closer, his gaze fixed on Jungkook's face as if it were the only thing anchoring him to reality.

"Why are you so beautiful?" Inseyeop mumbled, a goofy smile plastered on his lips, completely oblivious to the fear radiating from Jungkook. "I've been thinking about you, about us..."

Jungkook's breath hitched as he felt the wall pressing against his back, panic clawing at him. "This isn't a joke! You need to leave!" Desperation surged within him as he reached for his phone, hoping to call Taehyung or anyone who could help.

But Inseyeop was quicker. He grabbed Jungkook's wrist, pulling him closer with a grip that felt both familiar and suffocating. "Just listen to me for a second, Jungkook. I know I messed up, but I want to make it right. I can't stop thinking about you. I want you back!"

"Let go of me!" Jungkook cried, fighting against the fear tightening his throat. Inseyeop's grip was unyielding, and Jungkook could feel his heart racing, each beat echoing his desperation.

"Please, don't be like this," Inseyeop pleaded, his voice softening but still slurred. "I know I hurt you, but I was young and foolish. I've changed, I swear!"

Jungkook's thoughts whirled as memories of heartache flooded his mind. Just then, the sound of keys rattling at the door broke through the suffocating tension, and Jungkook's heart leaped with hope. Taehyung was back.

"Jungkook, I'm home!" Taehyung's deep voice resonated through the hallway, a warm wave crashing over Jungkook's despair.

"Taehyung! Help!" Jungkook shouted, the urgency in his voice clear as he felt Inseyeop's grip falter, his eyes darting toward the sound of Taehyung's approaching footsteps.

"Inseyeop, you need to leave now!" Jungkook shouted, desperation lacing his voice as he glanced toward the door. "If you don't, I will call for help!"

Inseyeop hesitated, his expression flickering with uncertainty, but he remained stubbornly close, unwilling to let Jungkook go. "I just want to talk. You can't shut me out forever!"