My Viewpoint || J.JK ✓

16

Success.

I hadn't seen Jimin since yesterday's incident. Even today, he had left long before me (even the maids were shocked). Of course, I wouldn't expect him to even look at me now, but still, he was an integral part of my life who helped me in every possible way.

I valued him a lot, that's why, I didn't want him upset over the loss of a beautiful friendship with Jungkook.

When we were having our quick meet, Jimin didn't even look in my direction. He kept a considerable distance from me, and only spoke when required. He was giving me a cold shoulder, which in his perspective he should. Wouldn't lie, it hurts.

However, Jungkook looked breath-taking handsome today. He looks so everyday, but maybe, in my eyes, he is growing more and more attractive, giving me all the more reason to admire him every moment.

Currently, me and Jungkook, along with our secretaries- Jimin and Jinae were standing in the compound, giving random interviews to the reporters there. I had a stoic face on and Jimin kept a safe distance from me, flashing his eye-smile to the present people. On the other hand, Jinae was back to clinging onto Jungkook, both having giddy smiles on their faces. I was this close to puking but was luckily interrupted when the crowd went hayware, announcing the arrival of Mr. Kim Namjoon.

He had his blond hair pushed back with a mullet, enhancing his forehead and dimples as he gave a polite smile to the attacking crowd outside. Guarded by his bodyguards adorned in their usual black uniform, his all-white suit stood out prominently. He bowed at us and we copied his gesture. A few interviewers approached for a short talk, which he kindly denied, promising to do so later.

Exchanging polite greetings with me and Jungkook, we went on our way to the meeting room. On the way, Namjoon had small interactions with the employees, who were eagerly answering each and every question thrown at them. "Very well-trained employees." Namjoon had said, impressed by their spontaneousity. And the employees couldn't help but swell with pride.

Soon, we had reached our destination. The whole time, I could feel how tensed Jungkook was, as he walked beside me. As we entered the room, everyone present stood up, bowing and greeting the president. His bodyguards stationed themselves in either corner of the room. They all had their black screening glasses on, keeping a tight watch around. Namjoon was now addressing the board members and other executives while interrogating them about some important matters. We stood behind him.

Jungkook at this moment was breathing a bit heavily. He was really nervous. And it was visible. His eyes were wide open intimidated by the presence of the president and his face seemed drained out. Knowing that he would probably push me off, yet I moved closer to him and slid my hand into his. Shocked by my action, he flinched a bit. Before he could pull his hand off me, I entwined my fingers with his. I gently drew circles on the back of his hand with my thumb to calm him down. Gradually his breathing toned down to normal. All this while, I could feel his stare on me. Finally, when I was assured that he was back to normal, I gently squeezed his hand and faced him with a genuine smile.

He stared at my face for sometime, before turning back around to look in the front with a same face he always had around me- straight face, clenched jaw, tongue poking on the insides of his cheek. My hand was still interlaced with his. His hands fit perfectly with mine. I smiled at the warmth radiated in the contact with his. The warmth which I hadn't felt in a long time. Facing the front, I couldn't stop my lips from tugging upwards.

But unfortunately, Namjoon soon finished his address, and we had to proceed with the meeting. So, he let go of my hand, causing me to immediately miss the warmth of the contact. My smile fell and I was back to my normal persona-cold, while Jungkook had switched back to his smiley-smiles (almost relieved at the loss of contact).