Blessed Mistake

BM- 12

c h a p t e r : twelve

" arn't you at least a little bit worried? Like a tinsy bit curious of how she's doing? "

Jimin asked, frustrated at the fact that his best friend was calm even when his wife all of a sudden disappears

" of course i am "

Jungkook answered simply as he flipped through the pages of the papers neatly placed on his desk; there were a few documents that he needed to sign and look through he also needs to make some new ideas and have a meeting which explains him surrounded by nothing but papers and ink

Jimin's eyes twitched, his blood was boiling inside him after seeing him casually talk as if his cat was the one that disappeared.

" then? Why won't you lift you lazy ass up and try to find byul or at least call her? "

Hearing his words, jungkook sighed as he finally gave eye contact to the angry male. He placed his pen down and intertwined his hands together looking up to the male that was standing across of him with a blank stare

" why would i call or text someone that's unreachable? She'll come back soon anyway "

Jungkook felt a strange sensation inside him after those words left his mouth; it felt like as if someone was poking on his heart repeatedly, playing with it toying with it

Shrugging it off, he continued to give his attention to the papers as embraced himself for jimin's upcomming rant, praying hard so that his ears won't fall off

Jimin ruffled his fluffy gray hair, one hand on his hip as he stared at the younger with frustration . Due to his hand; his hair was left with a sexy style that looked professionally styled at the same time looked like he just woke up

" what if she's been raped by a weirdo in the club? What if she drank too much and got the thing the when you drink too much alcohol your stomach i don't know im not a doctor. What if kook, even if that has been done or the person that took her has been planning to do it we still could save her or we still could be there for her because why? It hurts enough for you not being there for her when she lost her baby. She suffered enough kook. You married her, but why does she look like she's husbandless? Do something, before either i or her do something you'll regret "

Jungkook froze at his spot, his gaze shifted slowly from the documents to the thin invisible air

He looked like a statue, frozen.

He didn't even look like he was breathing.

His adam's apple bobbed up and down, a sign he's human

" why . . . Did she went . . . To the . . . Club. ."

Jungkook managed to utter. each words that left his mouth made him feel like he got betrayed. It was a foreign and strange feeling but it didn't felt nice

He was confused, angry. . . And a tinsy bit jealous

" fine, do it your way but don't regret it. I'll go find her "

Jimin huffed, marching out from jungkook's office, annoyed that the younger didn't changed his mind but at the same time a little bit relieved seeing jungkook looked a bit troubled.

Don't get him wrong, he hated seeing his friend sad and stressed out but the case was different

It was about his wife, he should be troubled

Jungkook, who was left alone in the dark cold office reached for his chest, where he could feel his beating heart. It felt empty, almost like it wasn't beating at all as if he's dead

He rubbed his face in frustration then grabbed his phone and his eyes landed on the only name in his kakao messenger

wife

Bitting his lips, he typed in a word he had never asked her before

are you ok?

His thumb hesitated on pressing the bright send button, ever since they got legally married he had never once texted her; usually it would be her texting him and him getting mad at her for texting him.

But now, it's different.

He heavy heartedly texted his wife that no longer waited for his return at home.

He admit, it was strange walking in an empty house after work when he's used to being greeted by byul's soft smile and the smell of warm home made dishes

sent

Jungkook sighed as he stared at his phone, the message he sent earlier brightly at their empty chatroom. He stared at it half of him hoping that she would see it and reply but half of him hoped that it would'nt reach her

It felt strange, he was worried yes but it felt strange for him to not get a reply from her in an instant. He never texted her first but he could imagine a reply coming in in an instant

Yet, minutes has passed. It was not even seen

" why am i wasting my time anyway ? If she doesn't want to come back then don't! I'll even have the divorce papers ready "

Jungkook sighed once more as he continued giving his attention to his work with an expensive pen between his fingers. He used to be a man that would be focused on his job no matter what but for some reason that day he couldn't focus, his eyes would glance at his phone from time to time and when it rings he would immediately grabbed it just to get disappointed .

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