My Viewpoint || J.JK ✓

13

The video.

"I thought we were supposed to meet the groups, like personally? And not a common meeting of every group together." I cross my arms across my chest as I lean against the desk. Jungkook stood with his back facing me, his hands stuffed inside his pockets. He turned his head to the side on realising my presence.

I was made to wait down at the hallway for a good five minutes until his voice boomed through the speakers of an assembly of all the groups together for a final look through their recorded albums within the next twenty minutes or so. I wasn't embarrassed of being stood up; I was pissed that things didn't go my way.

"Well, it didn't seem necessary. After all, the deadline's nearing. It would be a waste of time." He shrugged it off as he strode his way towards the desk.

"I believe it was you who was arguing about quality." I point out as I stare at his profile.

He shortly glanced at me before stroking vague lines on the surface of the desk. "Well, I believe you were the one talking about giving everyone a chance. And what more can be better than having them all sit together and bond with each other hm."

I stare at him wordlessly before raising my brow. Stepping forth, I lean closer and grip his chin, coercing him to gaze at me. I feel his muscles tighten under my touch as I sneakily trace the outline of his jaw.

"I don't know if it's me or are you not comfortable around me? Do I  possibly make you nervous, babyboy?" I rasp out, not wavering my gaze from his chocolate brown orbs. The intensity he shared as he stared on, while contemplating something in his mind, was enough to set a harmony of beats pacing faster as the proximity started to affect me in ways I hadn't known.

"There's everything to be uncomfortable around you." He muttered as he flicked my wrist away. A pang juddered against my chest as he himself leaned in closer; close enough for me to distinguish the faint blemishes on his skin.

"Advantageous woman, are to be bewared of. I'm just following this wisdom." He slowly pulled back as my eyes hardened. Disappointment flowed through me as he nonchalantly pushed his hair back and distanced himself from me.

I hear the sound of people entering through the door with heavy loads of casettes and other equipments. Jungkook pasted a smile on his face as he greeted them in. I narrow my eyes as I clench my jaw.

I didn't know why was I overreacting to this. I shouldn't be, I didn't want to let anyone, or anything affect me. I was used to people saying this every moment. But he affected me in ways incomprehensible.

He was pulling the persona I had hidden within. He was bringing out the urge to lash out at him; and tell that this isn't how I am. I saw the mere reflection of warmth in his eyes on that day in the hospital. But as a humane person, it's really easy to overlook and go on with the presumptuous facts. Where jokes are taken seriously enough to make distance between two people.

"Ms. Kim?" I was pulled out of my trance as the assembled members looked expectantly at me. I rolled my tongue in and breathed out sharp before nodding. Jungkook sat with his back resting against the swivel chair not sparing a glance at me. I bit my inner cheek and seat myself on the chair directly opposite to him.

"Han-chul. Show your album." Jungkook smiled and politely ordered the guy sitting right beside me. He replied with a "sure sir" and put his CD in the drive. After sometime, the lights automatically dimmed while walls drew over the window. Thus, the music video started.