Jeon Jungkook was just 20 years old when he met the love of his life, Kim Seokjin in a neighorhood coffee shop. Kim Seokjin felt ligthening strike when his eyes landed on the young Jeon Jungkook. Being five years older he couldn't help what his hea...
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"Are you hurt? Geez, look at the size of the bruise. She socked you good, Seok hyung. I mean, Mr. Kim. Let me get some ice for that." Jungkook moved away to leave the room but Seokjin grabbed his hand and stopped the younger.
"Wait, Kook. Listen there's something I need to talk to you about and it can't wait."
Jungkook nodded at the older. He walked back to stand in front of Seokjin and stood with his hands folded front of him waiting patiently for the older to speak.
"What is it, Mr. Kim?"
"Ahhhh, my side. It hurts!!! Get the ice please." Seokjin hissed in pain. The punch to his kidneys Mi Sun left his side aching and throbbing in pain.
"Of course, Mr. Kim. I will be right back." Jungkook rushed from the room and downstairs to the kitchen, grabbed a bucket filled it with ice and also grabbed a dishtowel off the oven rack. He flew back upstairs to Seokjin's room. By now he was lying on his side whining in pain.
Jungkook threw the ice into the towel, wrapped it and walked over to Seokjin, knelt down and put the ice on the older man's injury. Seokjin hissed through his teeth. The ice was cold and the pain was throbbing so intensely now.
"Hold it here, Mr. Kim. I'll call for a doctor." Jungkook got up to go place a call but a hand shot out and pulled him back.
"No, I'll be fine. No doctors. I'll just lie here with the ice pack for a while. I'll be okay. Umm...thank you for helping me." Seokjin didn't quite meet the younger's eyes but thanked the only way he could right now.
"Of course, Mr. Kim."
Jungkook's phone buzzed in his back pocket. He apologized to Seokjin, turning away from him to whisper into the phone.
"Yes?" He listened for a few moments, nodded his head then hung up.
He turned back to Seokjin and bowed his head lowly. "I am sorry, sir but Miss June requires my attention and I must go." Seokjin waved him off.
"Good night, Mr. Kim." Jungkook exited the older's room and leaned against the door. He was pissed at himself for being such a yes man. This wasn't him. He had wanted to take care of Seokjin, tend to his injury but he went against that wish and played his part very cooly. He blew the chance to get close to the ailing Seokjin.
When he reached Miss June's room, the little girl leaped off her bed and lunged into Jungkook's arms.
"Ooof." Jungkook wasn't prepared to catch Miss June and when she landed his arms his body bowed back, almost dropping the little girl.
