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—jeongguk looked down on his elaborate watch to see what time it was. 1.49 pm. ugh, he still had work to do till 4 pm. ah, the way he was craving for the fun business after this boring work...
jeongguk was seated on his dark chair in his neat office. the walls were painted in bright black yet it was still dark and giving off a warm vibe. there was a shallow light. lightning was important for jeongguk; he didn't like brightness. he had a little leather couch in his mere office. jeongguk would lay on it whenever his back arched. he also had a dark black table placed in the middle of the room.
you could tell jeon jeongguk had a dark personality just by looking around his office.
jeongguk sighed and looked back at the documents his assistant brought, whom happened to be park jimin. the documents were still undone. the boss had to read them all and sign them if he agreed on the conditions of the deals. he would sometimes get stuck in a dilemma, wasting his hours on giving a decision. which made his office work longer.
fuck! office work was boring. only if he could do the fun work more constantly-
bang!
jeongguk jumped back with his chair therefore, fell down on the ground. his heart almost stopped. the action caught him off guard. after the scary fleeting moment, jeongguk reached to his drawer where his gun was hidden.
"jeonggukie!" a deep voice said, exclaiming.
jeongguk exhaled the breath he'd been holding in as he recognized the owner of the voice. he got up from the floor and saw taehyung on his knees, on the carpet covered floor. his hands were on his face to prevent himself from crying worse. his sobbing was loud even though his hands were covering most of his mouth.
the inside of jeongguk boiled with anger. who the fuck did this to his taehyung?!
he quickly walked to the crying boy on the floor and sat down beside him. "baby, what happened? are you hurt?" jeongguk tried to subdue the anger impeccably.
the sobs got slower as taehyung looked up to jeongguk. "i- park bogum... he-." it was obvious that the boy was scared. he couldn't talk properly. he looked too fragile. which made jeongguk get even madder.
but once he realized the state of the boy, he softened his behaviors, repressing his feelings. he hugged the boy and placed his chin on his head, rocked their bodies forth and back.
"it's okay. you can tell me when you are better." taehyung sobbed and nodded in the muscled boy's embrace. the warmth of jeongguk and his presence was giving taehyung a strange peace.
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—jeongguk sat down after giving the glass of water in his hand to the other. taehyung was calmed down and was wrapped in a blanket —which jeongguk used when he stayed in the office for late night businesses, sitting on the couch in jeongguk's office.
he wasn't crying anymore but his sadness was still readable on his face. he was having a hardship.
jeongguk was still curious about what had happened. once he would learn what that asshole did to taehyung, he would kill him.
"taehyung, are you ready to tell me what he did, baby?"
the smaller boy sobbed quietly, moving his hands on his knees. he gulped one more time hoping he wouldn't stutter. he wanted to get over with it.
"he tried to... rape me." taehyung buried his head in the small gape between his torso and his knees, feeling heavy. remembering how the man had his hands on his body made him feel so filthy.
whilst all jeongguk felt was anger. he wanted to chop that bitch's dick off. how could he dare to touch what was his?
jeongguk's mind was all black but reminding himself that he shouldn't be obvious about his secret identity around taehyung, he calmed himself down. his plan wasn't complete yet, any stupid action would mess it all up.
jeongguk wrapped his arms around taehyung, making him feel like he was under a heavy shelf made of metal. taehyung felt protected. he would've whooped if he wasn't in this situation.
"it's okay, that bastard's gonna get what he deserves." jeongguk smirked slightly thinking about how ruthless he was gonna be later and caressed taehyung's hair.
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—"yes boss?" a glitchy voice said.
"i want park bogum dead. tonight." said the possessive voice. it was so intimidating and dominant. it wasn't deep though, it was just seducing, somehow.
"he won't be breathing anymore after tonight, boss." the glitchy voice said on the other side of the call, adding a little laugh at the end.
jeongguk hung up thinking about the little mishaps park bogum was going to have later tonight, making himself smirk devilishly.
"the consequences of touching what's mine aren't really lovely."
-なな
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i've been wanting to write this for a long time, i hope someone would read this. if not, i'm gonna have my fun alone😼
