*****Jin's POV*****
Wait, what the actual fuck??????
Why would she come to Korea suddenly?
How am I supposed to face her now? In the tumultuous situation that I'm in?
Was she planning this since long or just suddenly? I mean, I know that Korean educational institutions provide some best educations. But this is so all of a sudden.
I run my fingers through my hair. I'm in a perplexed situation right now.
Ummmmm.......why am I thinking about her? She's independent, she may go wherever she wants. And that is definitely not my concern.
I try to shake of the idea that I'm worried about her. To keep my mind busy I grab the first copy of public relations complaints among the piles of copies which are flooding my table since today early morning.
Yes, another scandal. This time too it's Jungkook. What he did?
Well, he was spotted with a cigarette in his hand and a bottle of soju in another hand in my apartment's 3rd floor, 4th window from left at 2am with a girl. (The photographer with hawk eye even spotted that it was soju, not beer. 🤣😂)
Are you fucking kidding me? I own that damn apartment and there is no other female characters in it except the maids and sometimes my secretary who is definitely not coming in my home at 2 am at night.
What's the actual deal? They said that this girl looked like the same girl that he was spotted with 1 year ago while he was changing his shirt backstage during a live concert in Seoul.
I dial Tae hurriedly....
"Hyung..." He replies within 2 rings.
"Where is Jungkook now? Tell him to come at my office." I'm irritated on everyone right now.
"I've advised him to keep a low profile for now. Only heaven knows how that girl got into that apartment surpassing all the security and CCTV. I've send him home through the underground parking lot. Reporters are flooding the front arena." Tae replies.
I literally cry on the top of my voice..."That's my apartment Tae!! Nobody can get there without prior permission and valid reason. Please control the situation."
Tae replies with his deep mature voice, "Hyung, don't worry. We're planning to give a statement that she was our housemaid who went to search for him because she felt that something was wrong with him."
I'm worried as ever, "Do you really think they're going to take that shit? Please act mature."
"Hyung, trust me. I've got this under control. Please go home and talk to that asshole now." Tae tries to cool me down.
I sigh and disconnect the call. My head is pounding now. I need to go home.
Where are my car keys? How did Jungkook get home? Who took him? Has he reached safely? ... multiple thoughts come crushing down on my head.
I storm out of the room and with a heavy thud collide with someone else coming in my office.
Ouchh!! That hurts. My head hurts, my stomach hurts!
"Aishh!!! You don't even know where you're going!" Jimin comes on me and tries to pull me up from the floor.
"Jimin-ah, I can't find my car keys!!" I say while resting my head on my hands.
"They're with me. I took your keys as Tae send Jungkook home in my car. I was going to give it back to you." Jimin is apologetic.
"It's ok. Let's go home. We need to talk to him and dig up the actual deal." I start walking towards the lift...
I can't drive today. I rest my head on the window glass of passenger seat.
Is there any day actually going to come when I'll be at peace? Since 7 years all I've faced are hardships. I took the risk to not to join dad's company and stood up on my own. And since then the days are all about challenges, rivals, business deals, scandals, reporters. I feel sick. I want to run away from all these. No matter how much successful I am, I've never stopped missing my mom's touch whenever this kind of situation arises.
I miss you mom. I wish you were with me today. I close my eyes and a face appears out of nowhere. A black haired girl with sparkling brown eyes...
Fuck!!! I force open my eyes and sit up straight with a jerk.
"We're home." Jimin says while turning off the ignition.
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