Yoongi walks out of the elevator sluggishly, still tired from waking up and from his activity with Jin. He still thinks back to Jin's behavior, which has him confused more so than aroused. He can still see Jin's body clearly in his head, how he writhed under him, how he moaned, but quickly decides he should stop before he pops a boner at work. He has to hand it to Seung-Hyun and his men though, Jin is quite the catch.
He continues to walk towards his office at the end of the hall, ignoring some of the employees who are trying to kiss his ass on the way there, and goes inside. He sighs heavily as he definitely isn't ready for Jungkook. He's furiously looking for some documents on his desk so for sure, he's going to get nagged at.
"About time you fucking showed up," Jungkook scoffs under his breath, not caring that he's disrespecting his elder. Maybe he is a bit more mad than what he really should be, but he can't help it. Hearing Yoongi doing those things with someone who belongs to him really sets him off.
"I'm here now so shut up. Besides, it's never bothered you before."
"It has, I just never got on to you about it," he sasses, rolling his eyes while finally finding the document he'd been looking for the entire morning.
Yoongi rolls his eyes at him as well and sits down at his chair, starting up his computer and equipment while Jungkook stands in front of him with a folder. "Right," he smirks.
"I'm sorry about this morning by the way. He can get really loud sometimes."
Jungkook blushes furiously as he remembers what he heard. He doesn't like thinking about what happened and he sure as hell didn't like hearing it when it was happening either. It disgusts him that Yoongi is even talking about it, especially when it shouldn't be brought up in the first place.
"I don't know what you're talking about," he says blankly, looking through some of the papers in the folder. It isn't necessary as he's already finished them while Yoongi was gone and now they just need signatures. But it's better than looking at Yoongi straight in the eyes, knowing perfectly well that he's doing it to hurt him. Yoongi has this talent of finding out things about someone simply by looking at them. From his peripheral vision, he sees Yoongi cocking his head to the side in amusement.
"Oh? So you didn't hear Jin's moans or him begging me to let him cu—"
"Shut the fuck up!" He shouts, throwing the folder haphazardly across the room. He glares at him, his nostrils slightly flaring while Yoongi smirks at his reaction.
At this point, Jungkook knows what he's doing. When did he find out though if he only saw them interact once? He doesn't know however that Yoongi saw how he stared at Jin all throughout dinner last night and he absolutely hated it. Jin is his, not Jungkook's, and he vows to always remind him of that. The room is deathly quiet, Jungkook breathing heavily in anger while Yoongi looks smug, but in the inside, he is livid.
"Let's get this straight, he is mine and I plan to keep it that way. So don't ever try to pull a stunt or I won't hesitate to hurt you. I don't care that you're my brother."
Jungkook looks up, wide-eyed, but before he can reply, their shared secretary knocks on the door.
"Come in!"
Their secretary, Ana, walks in quietly and confidently, a folder pressed flat against her chest. Jungkook looks at her.
"Are they here?"
"Yes sir. They are currently waiting for you both in the conference room," Ana replies, trying to keep things professional and not gawk at Jungkook for too long. Oh yes, Ana has a thing for the youngest Min. She's hesitant however after the disastrous fuck-and-run with Yoongi, but she can tell straight away that Jungkook is way different. He is well-mannered, respectful to whoever he talks to, and is always responsible. Yoongi, on the other hand, is responsible when he needs to be and his poor treatment of others is obvious.
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