lost stars || jjk

four

God. I fucking hate working for Jungkook. He's the most annoying person ever. Why did I ever date him anyway? I quietly sighed in exhaustion and carried on with my work. However, I felt a pair of eyes on me, and I turned my head to see Jungkook gazing towards my direction. Why was he staring?

These past few days, staring had become our only way of any communication. Sometimes I see him sneakily gazing at me, and when I return the gaze, he either looks away or continues to stare.

Jungkook never looked right through me; He looked at me as if I were somebody else. Those eyes, those gorgeous - sinful eyes I once loved and made me feel content, had now only made me feel sad. The looks he gave implied that he hated me for ending things with him as if I were the one who broke his heart. But what actually happened was that he cheated on me with my best friend.

I will never forget the pain he once bared onto me. I will never forget how I felt five years ago; That same feeling lingers back, haunting me from my past.

Sneakily staring at him, I noticed he was staring in the first place and questions kept coming into my mind. Why does he keep staring at me?

I stood up with the papers neatly tucked into an envelope and settled down onto his office desk. "Um... I finished."

His eyes never left mine. He continued to gaze at me, and I felt slightly uncomfortable. A huge lump formed in my throat as I mustered up the courage to say something. Anything. Just freaking say something, you idiot.

"So is there any more work for me to do?" I asked, curling fingers due to the fact that his gaze was intimidating me. A lot.

"You can get the papers in the office down the hallway, to the right." he said coldly, breaking eye contact with me.

"Okay, I'll be back."

I left to get the papers, but it was honestly hard. I had no clue where to go even though he gave me the directions. I found myself stranded, not literally, but stranded. "Where are those papers?" I mumbled to myself.

Searching through many desks, there was still no sight of the correct paperwork. I groaned in frustration and felt tears forming in my eyes. Work was so stressful.

"Looking for these?"

I turned around and squinted my eyes directly onto the paper. "Ah, yes." I reached out to grab the paperwork, but the guy in front of me smirked as he moved his hand away.

"Um, aren't you going to give me the paperwork?" I asked, furrowing my eyebrows.

"He was right. You are cute." he said, ignoring my question.

"Yah, I need the paperwork immediately." I attempted to grab the paperwork out of his hands but tripped on my foot clumsily. Dammit. His arms snaked around my waist, saving me from falling down onto the floor. The two of us looked at each other, realizing the position we were in.

"What the fuck?"

We both turned our heads towards the sound of someone's voice and my eyes widened as I realized it was Jungkook. He glared at the both of us, full of hatred in his eyes. I was about to move out of his grasp when Jungkook came towards us and pulled my arm out of the stranger's embrace.

He pulled me behind him and glared at the stranger.

"What do you think you're doing, Jimin?"

So his name is Jimin?

He chuckled. "Nothing, much."

"Back off, shorty." Jungkook gritted his teeth and dragged me back into his office room. He slammed the door shut and licked his lip in frustration.

I was about to hand him the paperwork, but he had other things planned in mind. Jungkook inched forwards, gazing into my eyes deeply before I could even process what was going on.

As of right now, I'm confused. Lost. My heart raced as I realized he kept coming closer, but I was backing up once again, and my back hit the wall harshly. He planted his hands onto the wall, trapping me from escaping. My heart pounded violently against my chest.

"What were you doing with him?" he coldly asked, glaring through my body.

I gulped. "N-Nothing, I had trouble-"

"I don't care." he planted his index finger onto my lips, shushing me before I had a chance to explain myself. Jungkook's eyes displayed hatred and resentment but his actions showed otherwise. Regardless of how manly he looked in his suit and the gaze he held on me, the man inside wasn't far from being the exact person he was back in school.

"Why was he holding you, huh?" he whispered, tucking a strand of my hair behind my ear.

Stop it, Jungkook. Stop making me feel this way.

"I tripped and he-"

"Shut up, idiot." he rolled his eyes in annoyance. I remembered the position we were in and I felt goosebumps traveling my body. Why is he acting like this?

"Stay away from Jimin." he warned without elaborating on why, despite the confusion written all over my face.

"W-Why?" I stuttered.

Stop making it so fucking obvious, you dumb idiot.

"I don't want to see you in another guy's arms." he growled, admitting the truth to me. His hand slipped from my hair and onto my neck, traveling down my stomach.

"You're mine and only mine."

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a/n: lmao