24/7 Yours

Chapter 20

Jungkook's breath steadied, a wave of calm washing over him as the familiar sights of Seoul greeted him upon landing. The city's skyline, a blend of modern skyscrapers and traditional architecture, felt like a comforting embrace, grounding him after the whirlwind of emotions and events that had unraveled in Paris. As the plane taxied to a halt, he exhaled slowly, the tension in his shoulders easing with each passing moment.

Once he disembarked, it didn’t take long for the rhythm of his life to sweep him back into its hectic pace. His schedule was packed, leaving little room for idle thoughts or gossips.

Meetings, rehearsals, and shoots filled his days, each task demanding his full attention.

The film he had been working on, a highly anticipated project, was nearing completion. The set buzzed with a palpable energy as the crew worked tirelessly to bring the final scenes to life.

Jungkook moved through the set with a quiet confidence, day and night straight for a week. He delivered each scene with precision, embodying his character in every gesture and glance. The director nodded in approval after each take, appreciating Jungkook's dedication and talent.

After a week, as the final scene wrapped, a round of applause erupted from the crew. Jungkook smiled, a mix of exhaustion and satisfaction washing over him. He exchanged hugs and handshakes with his co-stars, each expressing their gratitude for the journey they had shared.

Later, during the wrap party, Jungkook found himself reflecting on the journey. He sipped on a glass of champagne, listening to the laughter and stories being exchanged around him. The film, now complete, was another milestone to his growth as an actor, a career that continued to ascend. Yet, amidst the celebration, his mind drifted momentarily, the image of Taehyung's smirk flickering in his thoughts.

Shaking his head slightly, he pushed the memory aside. The demands of his career were ever-present, and there was little time to dwell on the gossip.

It was a fine Friday morning, when Jungkook stepped out of his sleek black car, the soft hum of the city filling the air. He was dressed in a tailored, modest frock that clung to his frame like a second skin, exuding an effortless charm. His every movement was calculated, precise, a product of years spent in the spotlight.

Beside him, Hobi matched his stride, the two of them walking in sync through the bustling entrance of the towering glass building. The sun gleamed off the pristine windows, casting a bright, almost ethereal glow on the lobby's marble floors.

"I’m serious, Hyung," Jungkook said, his tone edged with a hint of apprehension. "If something feels off with this project, I'm out. I don’t want to overexpose myself. The cameras are relentless."

Hobi offered a reassuring smile. "You’ll get a feel for it after hearing the script. Don’t decide anything before you know the full story."

Jungkook nodded, though his mind was already racing with possibilities. The long corridor stretched before them, lined with minimalist decor and the occasional piece of abstract art. Their footsteps echoed softly as they approached the conference room at the end of the hall.

Hobi opened the door, motioning for Jungkook to step inside. Just as Jungkook was about to enter, his gaze casually drifted over the occupants of the room. His eyes landed on a familiar figure seated at the far end of the table, legs crossed, fingers drumming lightly on the polished surface.

Jungkook froze mid-step, his stomach tightening. He turned to Hobi, his voice a strained whisper. "Isn’t that Taehyung?"

Hobi glanced into the room, confirming the presence of the man in question. "Yes," he replied, his tone neutral.