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Chapter 5: Afraid

Jungkook plopped himself on one of the stools in The H bar, waiting for Seokjin to take his order.

He sighed loudly and ruffled his already messy hair from his long day of dealing with (Y/N)'s questions (more like interrogation) that he couldn't manipulate and lie around, like how he would usually do with other reporters; (Y/N) picked up the slightest change of his tone and body language easily when he talked so he was stuck in a corner this whole entire time.

Being the director of the investigation department of Seoul, he had the power of how much information could be disclose to the public.

Jungkook planned to say as little information as possible to any reporters who attempts to pry details off him, but when (Y/N) came, his mind went blank and kept on spewing things without giving a second thought. When he saw her smile every time he answers her question the way she wanted it to be answered made his stomach flutter in ways he couldn't comprehend.

"Usual?" Seokjin asked.

"You know it man." As Jungkook responded, a long and heavy sigh escaped his sore mouth from moving too much today.

"Did you go rough on (Y/N)?"

"Huh?" Jungkook furrows his eyebrows, sitting up on his seat.

"I said did you go rough on (Y/N)? Like did you give her a hard time during your interview?"

'My mind really did go to dirty places,' Jungkook mentally scolded himself.

"Uh not really, Seokjin."

"Mmm I see, but anyways... both of you were all over the news," Seokjin pulled out his phone and opened his camera roll where he screen-recorded the live news that was shot in downtown.

There, Jungkook and (Y/N) was conversing about the events in a profesional manner. Jungkook didn't understand what the fuss was about, what they were doing was normal in situations like these.

"So? Whatta 'bout it? She was doing her job and I was doing mine."

"No no," Seokjin waves his hands and swiped left, "there are more... it's when she was helping you wipe your bloody nose and everyone is freaking out about it cause they thought it was either 'cute' or 'Direction Jeon is slacking off his job to flirt with a woman' or 'she must be using her body to get lead stories'."

"They could fuck off for all I care. I don't give two flying shits of what they say," Jungkook puffs out and drank the alcohol Seokjin provided him in one swig.

Seokjin gave Jungkook a questioning look if he was indeed being truthful with his words. The blue eyed boy, who was sitting uncomfortably on his stool, shifted from Seokjin's looks. Jungkook gave him a sign that he really didn't care, but Seokjin— much like (Y/N)— could tell if he was bullshitting or not.

"Okay, let me rephrase that," Jungkook laughed. "I don't give a fuck to what they say about me, but... I kinda.. teeny whiny... do give a fuck to what they say about her."

"That's more like it," Seokjin said, visibly satisfied at Jungkook's statement.

"Don't get the wrong idea though. I don't care about her— wait I do kinda care about her. Cause like I'm starting to like her," the moment Jungkook realized his words, he went on his defensive mode, "Wait! I-I don't really like her- I just met her and boy is she so annoying cause she has so many questions— it feels like she's woman-handling me, but I do kinda like that though, that's pretty fucking hot—"

"—I should shut up huh," Jungkook slapped his forehead with his palms as he bit his lower lip from embarrassment.

"Yeupp," Seokjin smiles cheekily, enjoying the younger male's cute rambling.