Seokjin asked while facing the man whom was working on his desk. He was still holding the dish he was cleaning, wearing the pink apron, all the feelings he bottled up inside his chest bursting at once. His voice was steady but not his shattered heart or his eyes.
Jungkook froze in his spot, his hands that were once signing the papers amd writing reports just stopped. But he didn't look up even his lips were pressed in a thin line. He opened it omce but quickly shut it.
"Where all this coldness came from Jungkook? Where is my kookie? What happened? What have we become?"
By this point Jin was already sobbing, the dish just slipped from his hands, broke into many pieces just like his soul. The salty tears that stained his chubby cheeks were too much and the other still didn't look at him.
"Do you hate me Jungkook?" "I...Jin-...You-" "Don't bother...just don't."
Jin said then ran out of the office before completely breaking in tears in the kitchen.
No answer..no answer at all..what did he expect? That Jungkook would say that he still loves and want him, go to him and hug his weak body and heal him?
He's afraid... That it's too late to do so.
Jin couldn't work anymore so he just left everything and went to bed. _______________________________
"Kim Seokjin and Jeon Jungkook! Stop fooling with each other and look at the camera!" The principal screamed while frowning, the boys just laughed while watching the older man's reaction. He looked like he was going to explode or hang them. "Hyung nim..like this?!" Jungkook asked the principal while squinting his eyes, Jin laughed more while the old man was facepalming himself. "I give up...just take the pictures Mr.Jung...kids these days are crazy."
"Okay then..."
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Jin recalled the memory while rubbing his forehead, his eyes were already puffy and red, not only from crying but he barely had some decent sleep with the chaos that in his head. Those sweet memories were the string that he held into, they were the reason he smiled despite the pain, the reason his faith was restored each time it started to fade.
Placing the pictures album aside he stood up, wore a pair of comfy slippers and went to the bathroom to refresh.
After all he needs to do the rest of the dishes, clean the house, make breakfast for himself and Jungkook and iron Jungkook's suit for the big meeting he has today which he knew about from Taehyung not his husband.
1:00 pm. Jin gasped when he saw the clock...did he stay in bed all that time? Holy sh- that means...Jungkook already left.
Jin blinked in confusion when he saw that everything was done. The dishes, house...and Jungkook was no where to be seen.His husband...did all the work? Jin even found a few cups of instant ramen in a plastic bag on the table...
Suddenly he felt guilty... All the sorrow he felt because of the latter disappeared in seconds... What a great husband he is when he didn't even wake up to make something to eat for the other who works all day and sometimes all night.
Grabbing the phone he dialed Jungkook's number...no answer. Once, twice, thrice... Still no answer. He was left with no choice but to call Taehyung.
"Hey Seokjinah." "Hey Taetae. Sorry for calling in the middle of your meeting." "It's okay." "Can I talk to Kookie please? My pabo is too busy to answer his own phone." "Uh-Jungkook is..actually we are very busy Jinah. I'll make him call you omce it's over. Am really sorry." "It's okay Taehyung-ah. Good luck with meeting." "Thank you bab-Jeon Seokjin."
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"You didn't tell him that Jungkook didn't show up till now did you?" Yoongi said while arranging the files in front of him.
Taehyung sighed in defeat and shook his head in "no" while returning to his seat next to the other young Ceo around the huge table in the meetings room.
He knew very well that Jin will get worried.. Ten times more than him.
"That's the first time" Min corporation" and "Jeon intl." collaborate with a Chinese Company and Dear Ceo didn't show up. How responsible." "Yoongi hyung please be patient...I am sure kookie has his own reason." "Tell our guests that. Look at them... They look like they came here to retrieve their stolen dragon." "Hyung don't be rude!" Taehyung whispered-yelled then smiled in the face of their guests only receiving a annoyed look in return.
"Wanshang hao!" The familiar voice greeted from behind. "Jung-What the fuck!" Taehyung almost shouted while the guests were shocked and froze in their places. "You came from the grave or what?" Yoongi asked his eyes winded in shock. Right now, Jungkook, with a few scars on his face and blood all over shirt, his arms barely wrapped in bandage was standing in front of them.
"Let's get this done gentlemen shall we? Taehyung please tell them that I am okay and we need to start right away." "But Jungkook your-" "Taehyung translate now."
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"What happened exactly?" Taehyung said while Jungkook was being treated by a nurse. "Car accident...a seventeen year old bitch whom was using his phone while driving is the reason...I couldn't wait long in the hospital and the deal is more important than anything so I left before getting properly treated if you want to ask why I look like absolute shit." "You'll let the boy go with his deed." "I'll sew him." "He's seventeen." "I'll sew his parents then." "What if-" "Tae." "Okay I'll shut up...Jin called." "Okay." "You should call him back. He must be worried by now."
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3:00 am.
Jungkook pushed the front door opened, entering the house carefully. All lights were on, he can even hear the TV on... He still awake? No way...
Half of his assumption was right the other half wrong. Jin was indeed sitting on a couch but his eyes were closed, breathing softly like a small child.
With his unharmed arms, Jungkook lifted the male and placed him on his bed.
He looked at the counter next to the bed and found the old photo album.... Their old photo album.
He wish he could burn it. Burn anything that's related to him. Burn himself and the feelings Jin has for him.
"Jin..I love you...I love you..I love and I love and I love and I love and I love you...i fuckin love you...but I am gonna make sure that you'll hate me... It's a must...mianhae."
