DEEP INSIDE || J.JK × Reader ✔

chapter 13 | Secret untold

I pick up quickly and leave the room, making sure she won't hear me.

"Hello?" I grab hold of the handle of the front door, putting my shoes on to step out. "Hey, Jungkook...uhm...I talked to that girl...I tried everything I could and even threatened to do some shit to her...but she published most of the videos, and it's literally impossible to delete them..."

"You piece of shit, I told you to fucking do your job! Why didn't you stop her?!" I yell without controlling myself, realizing that the worst happened. The videos are over the internet and will be viewed by a lot of people, including all my employees, since this bitch must have shown it to everyone. "Jungkook! I couldn't do anything! I told her to delete the videos, or else I'd report her to the cops, I even went there and told but they didn't give a fuck! She admitted to getting the videos by looking through my phone when I was drunk at that party! I didn't fucking know this would end like this, and I tried to hack her account on twitter and shit, but nothing works!"

"I'm gonna fucking kill you, Jaemin," I grit my teeth, holding back from throwing my phone into a wall. I cover my mouth, feeling so lost and powerless.

"I reported the videos on Twitter, I filled a complaint, I did it for every single video! I reported her account; I can't do nothing more," he believes this is enough, that I will feel any sort of pity.

"It's all your fault, you fucking piece of shit. You send me the link to her fucking account right now! And since you're nothing but a useless coward, I'll go up to her house myself and get those videos deleted," I hang up and quickly access social media, waiting for this moron to text me.

Luckily for him, he sends the link quite quickly, allowing me to click on it and check the account and videos that were published.

To try and see them get deleted, I do the same as he did for all the different videos and report as much as I can. I am so mad that I cannot control the shaking of my hand.

I report everything without missing one video. I feel broken and out of my mind; I'm terrified to go back into the house and face y/n. I'm going to have to lie to her, and I hate this.

I sigh heavily, tucking my phone back in my pocket. I don't allow myself to be a coward but go back into the house. The puppy instantly greets me again, but I just head back to the kitchen, not feeling in the mood to be happy or joyful.

My blood freezes once I have her before me, eating at the table while watching a show on my tablet. I join her and drop my arm behind her, resting it on the back of the chair.

"Who was it?" she asks. "Jaemin."

Her expression shifts at the sound of the name. She knows what this is about. I glance down at her fork in her hand, not moving anymore. She keeps her gaze fixed on her plate. "What did he say?"

I swallow and scratch my temple nervously, lowering my gaze. "Nothing happened. He's sent her a text, but she hasn't responded yet. I want you to avoid social media from now on though. Just in case..." I tell her a lie, hoping to not arouse suspicion.

Her eyes dart towards me, giving me a long and painful look. "The videos are online, aren't there?"

I maintain eye contact and put my hand over her neck to massage it. "They're not, I just want you to avoid it," I struggle to let the lies out, hating myself for what I'm doing. "She could do it at any moment, so don't try to check anything. Stay away from your phone until the problem is solved."

"Jungkook..." she pronounces my name in a low tone, making me weak. "Baby, just eat your meal," I direct her focus on the food, bouncing one leg uncontrollably. "I don't want us to talk about it again. Let's just enjoy our time together."