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close your eyes: part II | jjk

⤷ finding out about his secret from someone else hurts more than expected. you’ve always hated lies, and he knew it, which made it even harder. his intentions were never meant to hurt you; he just wanted to be seen for who he truly is. despite it all, your heart burns for him. you’ve never loved anyone this intensely, but are you truly ready to trust him again?

— pairing: jungkook x fem. reader

— genre: strangers to lovers, ceo au, biker au, slow burn, angst, fluff, and smut

— rating: 18+

— words: 25,294

— warnings: arguing, lying, swearing, trust issues, hurt, a looot of alcohol consumption, mention of heartbreak, conflicted feelings, our super oc gets drunk, mention of death, mention of divorce, implied cheating, crying, nervousness, some awkwardness, mention of insecurities, teasing, some sexual tension, strong language, a lot of make out, mention of sex, nipple sucking, dirty talking, fingering, oral (fem receiving), unprotected sex, penetrative sex, riding (if we can even say it), multiple orgasms, creampie, and mention of grief

— author’s note: the final part is finally all yours! ✨thank you very very much to all of you for showing love to this little series ❤️ i truly hope you’ll enjoy this last part and don’t hesitate to let me know what you think of it ❤️ if something isn’t clear, let me know ✨love you all 💕

SERIES MASTERLIST | PART I

“He’s the head of the Jeon Group and CEO of Jeon Pharmaceuticals,” John says. “Apparently, he wants to buy the company.”

To say that you’re shocked is an understatement. There are no words to describe what you’re truly feeling. Betrayed? Maybe. Lied to? Obviously. Hurt? Still need to figure that one out.

By reflex, you type his name on Google, and it’s with no surprise that you see tons of pictures and articles about him. How didn’t you find out about it sooner? Why didn’t he say anything? He had many opportunities to tell you, but he never did.

Your eyes quickly scan all the pictures, as if they’d disappeared when you stop looking. Then you grab your phone, unlocking it to open your chat with him. Your shaky fingers try to type something, but your mind is unable to put down all the millions of thoughts flying around.

You conclude that this can’t be discussed over messages, and even though this is all a mess, you don’t want to distract him during his meeting. He said it was important, and you’d feel bad if it all went wrong. You take a deep breath and focus again on your work, which turns out to be complicated.

The meeting between your boss and Jungkook stretches for hours, and you even have the time to leave before him. As planned, you still ordered pizzas from his favorite place and went back home, patiently waiting for him.

When he finally steps inside your place, your heart drops. Seeing him with that damn suit makes it more real. Somehow, this is the final proof you needed. A contagious smile appears on his tired face.

“Hi, love,” he says while stepping closer to you.

However, the hurt makes you step back. There’s no way you’re going to greet him with a ‘hi, love’ when he clearly lied to your face for six months. What else did he lie about? God knows what else he hid from you.

His eyebrows furrow while his hands close the door behind him. Jungkook doesn’t come any closer, respecting the distance you purposely created between you.

“How was the meeting with NovaTech?” you ask him, crossing your arms.

“Shit,” he mumbles, closing his eyes for a second.

Jungkook unties his tie as if it’s suffocating him right now.

“Yeah, shit,” you say, turning your back to him as you make your way inside your apartment.

Your boyfriend takes his shoes off but doesn’t leave the entrance. Your heart is beating crazily inside your chest while you stop in the hallway. Of all the people, you never imagined Jungkook hiding something so big from you. Being the head of the Jeon Group and CEO of Jeon Pharmaceuticals isn’t a small thing. It’s actually huge.

“Look…” he begins, his footstep echoing behind you.

“Why didn’t you tell me anything?” you ask without screaming as you turn to face him. The pain in your voice is loud and clear.

“I don’t know…” he runs his hand through his fluffy hair.

“That’s not an answer, Jungkook,” you say, as you throw your hands in the air. “I found out through a coworker that you’re a damn CEO and head of a huge group.”

This isn’t about him being rich as fuck and leading companies. This is about him lying to your face for months.

“I’m sorry for that, love,” he says. “It wasn’t my intention.”

He closes his eyes for a moment, clearly trying to find the right words to explain himself.

“For the first time in my life, someone didn’t recognize me,” he begins. “I thought you were pretending at first, but I slowly realized that you truly had no idea who I was. And call me selfish if you want, but it felt great.”

Right now, you blame yourself for being stupid and not knowing. How on earth didn’t you see anything for the past six months? Well, truth being told, you’re not the kind of person who spends hours on her phone. You’d rather watch a movie than scroll endlessly through social media.

“So, I found myself wanting you to see me for who I truly was, and not the CEO of Jeon Pharmaceuticals. I didn’t want my status to define our interactions,” he continues to explain, and you feel your heart drop. “You’re the first and only person who ever really and truly saw Jeon Jungkook.”

This is devastating to hear. Even though his lie breaks your heart, knowing that people only looked at him for his status hurts. This man has a wonderful soul, and he honestly deserves all the love in the world.

“When were you expecting to tell me?” you ask. “When we were going to get married, and I couldn’t run away?”

The pain on his face shatters you more than you want to admit.

“No, I would have never done that,” he shakes his head. “I was planning on doing it before my brother’s birthday.”

Oh yeah, right, his brother’s birthday! It had completely disappeared from your mind, but if you’re not wrong, it’s next week.

“Still, it doesn’t change the fact that you never said it in six months…”

He closes his eyes, evidently upset by the conversation.

“Who knows what else you hide…” you whisper.

“Nothing else,” he instantly replies. “I swear.”

“How am I supposed to trust you?”

The words sound harsher than you intend them to be, but it reflects how you feel. No answer comes from his mouth, and it just hurts you even more.

“You knew I hate lies and secrets,” you continue.

“I know…”

“It feels like you don’t…” You reply.

The way your ex hid from you that he was talking and seeing the girl he had a crush on devastated you. From the very beginning, you told the story and said to Jungkook how much you hated lies. And then, here you go—being lied to all over again.

A heavy silence settles between you, and you absolutely hate it. This one doesn’t feel safe like usual. Jungkook exhales slowly, running a hand through his hair.

“I never lied about who I am,” he says quietly. “I just didn’t tell you everything.”

You let out a short and humorless laugh.

“That’s still lying, Jungkook.”

He simply nods, not fighting back, and somehow it makes it worse.

“It was never about tricking you,” he says. “It was the only way I knew how to be normal.”

Your head tilts, “Normal?”

“Yes,” he says, his voice softer now. “You never expected anything from me as the entire world does, and you never looked at me differently the second you heard my name. Nobody ever looked at me like you did.” He pauses for a second. “With you, I could be myself.”

Your heart squeezes, and you hate that it does. What he says makes sense. You probably can’t understand him because you’re not the daughter of some wealthy man—you’re just a regular employee.

“But you still decided for me what I got to know and what I didn’t,” you reply. “If you had told me, even that night under the stars, I would have embraced it. Maybe it would have taken some time, but I still would.”

Gosh, you’re desperately trying to hold back the tears.

“Because I would have heard it from you.”

Jungkook could have done this completely differently, but he chose to hide it from you, which isn’t fair.

“And you let me trust you without giving me the full truth,” you add.

That might be the hardest part for you. You trust him. You really do, but right now, you don’t know if you still do.

“I know,” he says. “And I hate that I hurt you.”

At least, it’s a good start that he realized he hurt you. This definitely isn’t easy, and you never pictured yourself having this conversation with him. Of course, you knew there would be tense moments when arguments would appear, but you never imagined that one of them would be because he lied to you.

“You really did,” you whisper.

“I know,” he says for the millionth time. “I wasn’t trying to lie to you,” he continues. “I just didn’t want to lose what we had before it even had a chance to exist.”

You’re torn between your pain and the one he clearly has. Growing up under the spotlight and the expectation that you’d be as good as your dad in business probably wasn’t easy. And you don’t even want to think about how it feels to be recognized everywhere you go.

“Jungkook…” you whisper before taking a step in his direction. “Sooner or later, I would have found out.”

He closes his eyes, and now that you’re closer, you notice his shaky hands.

“I was going to tell you, I promise.”

He doesn’t attempt to close the distance between the two of you. Your throat tightens at the thought of what you’re going to say.

“I need space and time,” you confess.

Jungkook nods, and it just breaks your heart to see him like that. You still deeply love him, but you really need space to think properly. You don’t want to make any rushed decisions right now. It will only make it worse.

“Your pizza is on the kitchen counter, you can take it,” you tell him.

Despite it all, you don’t want him to starve.

“You can keep it,” he replies.

“No, I bought it for you, so please take it,” you basically beg.

“Okay,” he says, nodding.

His shoulder brushes yours as he walks toward the kitchen. Inevitably, you close your eyes. Your body and soul still crave him desperately, but for once, you need to listen to your brain. When he comes back, the pizza box rests in his hands. In absolute silence, he puts his shoes back before he looks back at you.

“I’m really sorry,” he says.

Another silence settles between you. There’s nothing more that needs to be added—you’ve already said everything.

“Goodbye, yn.”

He opens the door, looking back at you one last time.

“Goodbye, Jungkook.”

Seeing him leave hurts more than expected, because it almost feels like he’s leaving for good. Is it what you truly want?

After sending a “I need your help” text to Hyunri and Juhee, the three of you organized a little dinner together at Hyunri’s place. They were more inclined to do it in a restaurant, but you insisted on not doing so. They don’t know it yet, but you clearly don’t want anyone to hear you. God only knows who doesn’t know Jungkook…

So, right now, you’re casually drinking a glass of wine in Hyunri’s kitchen while you’re preparing dinner together.

“So…” Juhee starts speaking, her eyes shifting from the tomatoes she’s cutting to you. “What’s going on?”

You bite your lower lip, trying to think how to express out loud the turmoil going on in your head.

“Do you know Jungkook’s job?” you then decide to ask.

She’s married to Jungkook’s best friend; she must know. She frowns, somehow confused by your question. Hyunri looks between the two of you.

“Who doesn’t…” she replies.

This all confirms everything. Now the real question is, why didn’t she say anything… She’s your best friend; she could have told you.

“Me,” you admit in a small voice.

“How didn’t you know?” Juhee asks. “The guy is literally everywhere.”

“I don’t know,” you reply.

Their expressions go from confused to kind of sad.

“Wait, so all this time, you were with him, totally ignoring who he was?” Juhee asks, and you nod.

“Girl, how??” Hyunri dramatically asks. “I truly thought you knew. Half the reasons I was encouraging you were because he’s huge and wealthy as fuck,” she explains. “The other half was because you had someone interested in you, finally, but that’s not the point here.”

A little silence stretches between the three of you, and you blame yourself even more for not noticing.

“I hadn’t recognized him at first, but when Juhee said his name, I immediately understood who he was,” she adds.

This makes you feel even more stupid. Everybody realized who he was, except for you.

“He’s like the most wanted man,” Juhee adds, then pauses for a second. “Somehow, he always managed to keep his private life very secret, which is why nobody ever knew about his ex-wife, and based on Yoongi’s words, it was one of the many causes of their arguments,” she focuses back on cutting the tomatoes. “The second he was seen with a famous woman, people were speculating they were together. She’d hate it and asked him a ton of times to kind of make their marriage official, but he always refused.”

God, hearing her talk about him being known makes it even more real, as if it wasn’t already.

“He wanted to protect her,” she continues.

This really sounds like him, or at least the version of him you’ve gotten to know over the past six months.

“How did I not know?” you sigh in disbelief.

You’re still trying to understand how you didn’t.

“He never mentioned anything?” Hyunri asks.

You shake your head before saying, “That’s why I need your help. I found out two days ago when he showed up at my workplace for a meeting with my boss, and I was so angry and hurt.” You pause for a moment, your eyes moving between your friends. “It wasn’t because he’s a CEO or whatever, but because he never said it. He just hid it and kept entertaining this fantasy as if I wouldn’t find it out one day.”

Juhee sighs before resting a hand on your shoulder.

“Look, you have all the rights to be mad about it,” she begins. “But you should also consider his side. I might be biased because I know him, but I for sure know very well how he hates the attention he gets.”

You take a deep breath, remembering his words from two nights ago. Somehow, you wanted to hate him, but you can’t. For sure, lying to you wasn’t his best move, but he had very solid reasons.

“For a while, he was hiding behind his dad's shadow, but even like that, he’d still manage to get some attention. However, when his mom passed, his dad decided to retire fully. Jungkook took everything over, and since then, it’s been crazy. He’s not really used to it,” she continues saying. “So, I can only imagine how it must have felt when the woman you’re into doesn’t know you.”

Hearing this from someone other than him reassures you in some ways.

“He mentioned it felt great,” you tell her. “And that he wanted me to see him for who he truly was.”

“See,” Juhee says.

“It might be wrong what he did, but one thing is sure: he loves you,” Hyunri steps in. “The way he looks at you and how he is with you says a lot about what he feels for you.”

“It’s not about him loving me or not,” you reply. “It’s about him lying when he knew how my ex hurt me with all his lies. He knew it and still decided to do the same. Right now, I don’t trust him.”

Your words might sound harsh, but they reflect how you feel at this precise instant. They feel sorry for you; you can tell by the way they look at you.

“His reasons might be solid, but they still don’t excuse the fact that he chose to live in his delulu world and hide it from me.”

Juhee nods. “Give yourself maybe a couple of days to think about it, and then talk to him again. This caught you both by surprise. Maybe if you let things cool down a bit, the conversation will be more constructive, and you’d both understand each other’s perspective.”

Right now, you don’t know. Your thoughts are just rushing, making it hard for you to function. Everything that you do keeps reminding you of Jungkook. It’s just hard.

“We have his brother’s birthday this weekend,” you inform them. “He had already told his family he’d come with me, but now, I don’t know what to do.”

Your hands run through your face as you feel completely lost. Honestly, you were so excited to meet his family, especially his brother, since he always talks about him so much. But now… You’re not even sure you want to be around him.

“You should go,” Hyunri tells you. “It will give him another chance to explain things to you. I truly believe you should talk and not let time settle between you and destroy the beautiful story you’ve built together so far.”

Jungkook is the reason you built something beautiful. He’s been more than patient with you, as you clearly struggled with being with someone all over again.

“I’ll see,” you reply honestly. “I’ll let you know in any case what I decide.”

You’re grateful to have them by your side, and you value their advice. The thing is, since Juhee knows Jungkook, you can’t help but feel like her advice will never be a hundred percent objective. She gets to see both sides, and it can be cool, but she can understand the two of you, which right now doesn’t feel helpful.

In any case, you’re going to think about it and see if you’ll go to Jungkook’s brother's party.

With a beating heart, you push the bottom with Jungkook’s name on it. In the end, you decided to follow your friends’ advice and still go to his brother’s birthday. You haven’t told him anything about it, which may not have been the greatest idea. He might not be home anymore, but you’re still trying.

“Yn?” you hear his voice through the intercom.

“Hi Jungkook,” you tell him with nervousness.

He unlocks the door, letting you in, and a couple of seconds later, you’re standing in front of him. As usual, he looks so freaking good in his grey suit pants and white shirt. Could he just stop for a second to be this handsome? He’s only making it harder for you.

His face can’t hide his surprise, and honestly, you’re even astonished by yourself. Any sane person would have stayed away from the person who hurt them, instead of running right to their place.

“I wasn’t expecting to see you,” he says.

“We have your brother’s birthday,” you tell him.

As a matter of fact, you’ve tried to pull out an outfit that would seem fit to meet high-profile people. The dresses or skirts from your closet didn’t seem good enough, so you opted for black classy pants with a white top. The look is completed with a brown belt and a beige handbag.

“I thought that after what happened, you wouldn’t want to come,” he mumbles with his eyebrow furrowed.

Damn, he looks too cute for his own good, and you fight the urge to run your fingers over his adorable face. However, you can’t help but notice the prominent dark circles under his eyes, as if he hadn’t had any decent sleep in a while.

“I highly considered it,” you explain, “but you promised your family I’d be there, and I would feel bad not to come.”

Although your friends convinced you to come, not coming would have also made you feel terrible.

“I could have made up some random excuse,” he replies.

“It’s fine,” you shake your head.

Jungkook runs a shaky hand through his hair, his eyes never once leaving yours. Despite it all, you still love having his gaze on you as if he were completely mesmerized by you.

“You should have called or texted me,” he then says. “I could have picked you up.”

You thickly swallow. This is something you highly considered and even started typing, but you needed time to prepare yourself mentally to face him again. Coming on your own allowed you to just think properly.

“No,” you reply. “It’s better like this.”

Jungkook nods, “Let me just finish preparing, and we can leave.”

He steps aside, letting you step inside his place. Since you don’t want to take your shoes off, you remain at the entrance, waiting for him. For a second, he hesitates to speak, but quickly gives up and disappears into his large apartment.

Now that you’re aware of his status, his apartment doesn’t seem so big as it used to. The first time he brought you here, you wondered how much he was earning to afford paying for something this huge. Today, knowing who he is makes this look so small.

Seconds later, he reappears fully ready. Your heart skips a beat when you see him, and you definitely hate how things are right now. You constantly have to fight the urge to just hold him. However, you still need time.

Naturally, you step aside to let him put his shoes on before the two of you leave his place. On your way to the parking, none of you truly speaks, which feels extremely weird. It’s like you’re complete strangers when in fact this man holds your heart in the palm of his hands.

The same silence follows you through the car drive, the music filling the background as your eyes are locked on the city. Nonetheless, you can feel his eyes on you from time to time, but you ignore it with your entire being. You’d completely surrender if you even take a look at him.

When you reach the destination, you can’t help but notice that the event is taking place in a hotel. Somehow, you’re sad because you would have loved to see where Jungkook had grown up. But it is what it is.

Jungkook is nothing but a gentleman, opening the car door for you. Not once does he touch you, which saddens you a lot, but you’re thankful for it. It would make things a lot more complicated.

“We don’t have to hang out together,” he tells you as you both walk towards the entrance. “I can introduce you to my dad and brother, and you can do what you want.”

You simply nod, not sure what to say. Even though you walk side by side, there is still a certain distance between you. It’s barely noticeable, but it’s there. As soon as you step inside the reception room, all the faces turn to look at you. It’s like you have a huge target on your head. However, you know they aren’t looking at you.

They’re looking at him.

It’s so strange. You’re not sure you’d ever be able to get used to a world where he catches everybody’s attention with his presence only.

“Jungkook,” a man almost screams as he walks toward you.

Instantly, your gaze shifts to Jungkook, trying to read him. A bright smile stretches across his face, and when you look back at the man, you can’t help but notice their resemblance. Since he looks young, you’d say that’s his brother.

“Junyoung,” Jungkook says, taking a step toward the man’s direction.

They hug each other, and you can’t help but smile. It’s definitely an adorable moment. They whisper some words to each other, and you stand there, looking at them. For a moment, you look around, trying to see if you recognize anybody, but those are all strangers. The only thing they have in common is how gorgeous they look.

When they separate, they turn to you. Jungkook’s eyes sparkle with joy, which melts your heart instantly.

“Junyoung, this is yn,” Jungkook introduces you to him. “And yn, this is my brother.”

“It’s finally a pleasure to meet the girl who stole my brother’s heart,” Junyoung says as he extends his hand.

You shake it with a smile on your face. “It’s a pleasure to meet you as well,” you say. “I’ve heard a lot about you.”

“Hopefully, only good things,” he replies.

“He never said anything bad about you.”

Somehow, you can’t picture Jungkook speaking poorly of someone. Even when he talked about his dad being absent, it wasn’t in a bad way. It was still gentle despite the fact that he had hurt him in the past.

“Good to know,” he says with a smile.

“And happy birthday,” you tell him before you completely forget why you’re here in the first place.

“Thanks.”

The three of you talk together for a moment, and as you speak, you take a glass of champagne. Surviving this night with Jungkook is definitely going to be tough. He doesn’t leave your side, but doesn’t touch you either. Speaking with him and his brother as if nothing ever happened isn’t easy too. It’s like everything is just fine between you, when it’s not the case.

Junyoung is a natural social butterfly—he speaks a lot. He has so many great stories about him and Jungkook, and the way he tells them only makes them funnier. Through it all, you imagine a younger version of Jungkook, which melts your heart over and over again.

As you keep talking and drinking, you find yourself leaning naturally against him, his body brushing against yours. His warmth feels comfortable, as usual.

Other people start joining you, and Jungkook introduces you as his girlfriend to all of them. Your heart squeezes every time he says girlfriend, which you still are, but somehow, it scares you that maybe you won’t be anymore. But you push that thought away. You’re here to celebrate his brother, not overthink your relationship status.

“Dad, this is yn,” Jungkook says when his father joins you.

“Hello yn,” the older man says with a big smile. “I’m Minju, and it’s a pleasure to meet you.”

“Hello, Mr. Jeon,” you reply. “It’s also an honor to meet Jungkook’s father.”

It’s more than an honor to meet one of the most influential and wealthiest men on earth. It’s the first time that you’re standing in front of someone that huge—if we don’t consider Jungkook. You’ve heard and read so many things about him, and it feels surreal to have him in front of you.

“Please don’t call me Mr. Jeon, it makes me feel old,” he says, and it makes you chuckle. “Minju is more than enough, especially if you’re my son’s girlfriend.”

Again, your heart squeezes. Right now, you just wish things were different between you and him, so this wasn’t hard to hear. As discreetly as possible, you finish your fourth—or maybe fifth—glass of champagne before putting it down on the table next to you.

“We’re somehow like family now,” he adds.

You simply nod, too scared to say something you’d regret. You’d hate yourself if you ever say or do something that’ll embarrass you and Jungkook. He has a reputation, and you wouldn’t want to ruin it just because he hurt you. That wouldn’t be fair.

The conversation keeps flowing naturally, and his dad is honestly very nice to you. He raises questions, tries to learn some things about you, and tells you some stories about Jungkook. Through the conversations with him and Junyoung, you get to discover a side of him you haven’t seen, which is totally normal, as you’ve only known him for six months.

At some point, you lay your head on his shoulder, and you feel him tense against you. For sure, he wasn’t expecting it, but right now, with all the alcohol you’ve had—you’ve stopped counting the glasses of champagne and wine you’ve drunk—, you don’t care. If you have to pretend that nothing happened between you, let’s do it correctly.

And for the first time, he rests his hand on your back. His touch sends electricity through your entire body, but you choose to ignore it. It’s better like that. A smile appears on his dad’s face when he notices the sweet, affectionate moment between you and his son.

“Are you okay?” Jungkook whispers to you.

“Yeah,” you nod. “Just need to rest my head a bit.”

“Do you want to go home?” he asks with concern.

“No, no,” you reply. “It’s fine.”

For a moment, he doesn’t say anything, and you both stay like that as people chat around you. You don’t hear anything they say, too caught up in Jungkook’s warmth. His strong cologne is the only thing you can smell right now, and his body is the only thing you want to feel—not in a sexual way. Being away from him this past few days makes you realize how much you missed him.

You close your eyes, enjoying this moment between you two.

When you open them again, Jungkook is pouring water into a glass, and then hands it to you. You look up at him, trying to read his face, but it’s in vain—he’s totally unreadable. The only thing that truly strikes you is how tired he looks.

“Here, for you,” he whispers.

“Thanks,” you say as you take the glass.

Your body straightens before you eagerly drink the water. You didn’t even know you were this thirsty, but he did. Of course, he did! He always notices every little thing, which infuriates you a bit right now. You excuse yourself, disappearing into the bathroom to take a breather.

For a little while, you just remain seated on the toilet bowl. You rest your head in your hands, trying to gather yourself for a bit. It’s not easy, and the fact that you’ve been drinking a lot throughout the night isn’t helping at all.

“What have I done?” you mumble to yourself. “Why did I find someone like him?”

The fact that he’s sweet, prevenient, and a gentleman makes it extremely hard to be mad at him for his lie. Despite everything, he still remains the same. He’s still the Jungkook you fell in love with.

Your phone buzzes in your handbag, which instantly distracts you from whatever is going through your mind. When you take it out, your heart stops. It’s a message from Jungkook.

jungkook 🏍️: everything’s fine?

you: yeah

You put the phone back inside your bag and leave the bathroom. If you stay any longer, he’ll start worrying, and that’s not what you want. You’re not a sadist. When you reemerge in the venue, your eyes scan the room, looking for the man of your dreams. The second you spot him in the room, he’s already looking in your direction.

A little smile appears on your face, and he returns it.

Before you even have the time to realize it, he’s already walking towards you, and you decide to meet him halfway. Jungkook is clearly worried; you can tell from the way he looks at you. It breaks your heart to see him like this. It has never been your intention to worry him.

“Yn,” he says once you’re standing face to face. “Are you really sure you’re okay?”

You’re not sure if the alcohol in your blood inhibits all your senses, but you find yourself putting your hands on his sweet face.

“I think I drank a bit too much,” you confess. “But don’t worry, it’s okay.”

“I noticed it, but you don’t look okay,” he tells you.

“Well…” you begin, but you’re not sure whether to keep going. “Alcohol and hurt aren’t a good combination.”

The softness in his gaze almost makes it hard to look at him. His hands fall over yours, his thumbs stroking your skin.

“I told you that you didn’t need to come,” he whispers.

“I didn’t want to disappoint your family while I still figure things out,” you admit.

“You wouldn’t have disappointed anybody, yn,” he tells you with a tenderness that clutches your heart. “If anything, it was understandable if you wouldn’t come.”

For a moment, you close your eyes, enjoying this proximity after everything that happened. From an outside perspective, this moment looks like a cute one between you, and it kind of is. However, it fully isn’t.

“But they don’t know,” you whisper as you open your eyes.

“They don’t need to,” he replies instantly. “This is between you and me, and if you hadn’t come, it was my problem, not theirs.”

Damn, you hate the way he looks at you, and you’re the only one to blame.

“Let me drive you home,” he adds.

This time, you nod. Maybe it’s best if you go home and sleep. His strong hands take yours away from his face before his right hand holds yours. His fingers don’t intertwine, which saddens you a bit, so you decide to do it. Jungkook guides you through the people to join his brother and dad.

“We’re going home,” he informs them. “She isn’t feeling well.”

They wave you goodbye, telling you they hope you’ll get better soon. They also mention how glad they were to meet you and hope to see you again. It pains you not to be able to answer them, but you can’t say you’ll see them again when you’re not even sure what to do with Jungkook.

The ride to your place begins in pure silence, none of you knowing what to say. It feels peaceful at first, but you quickly realize that you don’t want to go to your place. You actually don’t even want to sleep alone tonight. It’s a bit fucked up, but honestly, you’re not really able to think properly.

“Can I sleep with you tonight?” you say, breaking the silence.

His hands grip the steering wheel tightly before his eyes quickly glance at you.

“It’s not a good idea, yn,” he replies.

“Why?” you pout.

“You perfectly know why,” he says. “I hurt you.”

You sigh, knowing damn well that it’s a lost cause. He’s not going to say yes, not even in your wildest dreams. And his answer hits you like a punch in your stomach. Jungkook pulls the car to the side a bit further and looks at you.

“Believe me, I’d love to sleep with you,” he finally says. “But you’re drunk and hurt.”

You cross your arms against your chest, listening carefully to what he says.

“It doesn’t feel right if we do it when you’re like that.”

He’s right, you shouldn’t be doing this, but you don’t care, honestly. All you want is him.

“I know it…” You’re really trying to remain strong. “But right now, all I want is to feel you next to me,” you reply with a shaky voice.

Jungkook closes his eyes, his fingers running through his perfect hair.

“You’ll regret it tomorrow,” he says, his eyes opening.

“We don’t know…” You reply.

“Love…” he whispers, and the way he says your nickname sends shivers down your spine. “Don’t make this any harder than it already is.”

“I just want you tonight, Jungkook,” you mumble with a sadness that could break anybody’s heart.

The fact that he’s honestly thinking about your well-being and how you might feel tomorrow melts your heart, and it might even make you love him even more. Damn, you already love him so much.

“And we can talk even tomorrow about everything,” you add.

“Really?” he asks with surprise.

You nod, “I’m not saying it because I’m drunk and desperate to be with you,” you begin explaining. “I really want to speak with you because we really need to. I can’t just decide after a conversation we had in the heat of the moment.”

For a moment, a silence stretches between you two, and his gaze remains on your face as if he’s trying to check if you’re lying. You’re not. You really thought about what Hyunri and Juhee told you; you really need to speak with him again, and let him explain things better.

“You’re sure?” he breaks the silence.

“I am,” you reply.

“I don’t want you to regret it,” he adds.

“I won’t,” you say with certainty.

Jungkook nods and starts the car again, driving you to his place after you told him you don’t want to go to your place. He didn’t even argue with you, simply agreeing. Your gaze remains locked to the city passing before your eyes.

Once you reach his place, he remains behind you as you walk to his bedroom. This distance will eventually break you, but you can understand that he doesn’t want to push you, that he’s giving you the space you need—the space you clearly asked for.

“I still have the pajama you left,” he tells you. “It’s in the dressing room.”

Your gaze shifts to the door in his bedroom leading to his dressing room. It isn’t a huge place, but it’s honestly already unique to have one. However, the thought of him being wealthy as hell comes back, reminding you that this might be totally normal for him.

“I’ll leave you alone and sleep on the couch,” he adds.

“No,” you reply.

His eyebrows furrow as he looks taken aback by your answer.

“I asked to sleep with you, not with a ghost,” you continue.

Surprisingly, he doesn’t even fight, simply nodding. After that, you both change clothes and get into bed together. As expected, he tries as much as possible to distance himself from you, but you don’t push it. You’ve already asked too much from him tonight.

The next day, when you open your eyes, you instantly notice the emptiness next to you. Jungkook isn’t there anymore. For a moment, you remain in bed, giving yourself time to adjust to the brightness of the sun crossing through the window.

After a while, you stand up, your feet guiding you first to the bathroom. All the alcohol has been filtered by your body and needs to be evacuated. When you clean your hands and face, you take a quick glance at yourself. You look like a complete mess.

The smell of coffee and toasts guides you to the kitchen, and you find Jungkook—fully clothed, obviously—preparing breakfast. For a moment, you stand there, looking at his back. It’s hard to be angry when he’s nothing but thoughtful with you.

“Good morning,” you say, finally letting him know you’re here.

He turns, a small smile tucking on his lips when he sees you.

“Good morning,” he says. “I’ve prepared breakfast.”

As he says it, he places a plate with toasts and a mug on the table.

“This is for you.”

“Thanks,” you reply, walking towards it.

Seconds later, he sits in front of you with the same breakfast. Through it all, you eat in silence, avoiding as much as possible looking at him. It’s not that you don’t want to, but it’s easier, especially since you know you’ll have a tough conversation.

“You still want to talk?” he asks once he finishes his breakfast.

“Yes,” you nod before taking the last bite of the toast.

Jungkook takes a deep breath, clearly as frightened as you to go through this again.

“I want to fully understand why you did it, knowing perfectly well how much I hate lies,” you continue.

His eyes close for a second, his hands shaking slightly as you patiently wait for his answer. Even though he already explained why he did it, you need the full picture.

“As you know now, I’m Jeon Minju’s son and Jeon Sungki’s grandson,” he begins. “My grandpa created Jeon Pharmaceuticals, and my dad brought it to his now-recognized fame. I was born into a powerful family, and everybody knew my name and legacy as soon as I was born. Expectations were always high. My dad and grandpa wanted me to take over the company, and from a very young age, they included me in anything related to the company.”

The story behind the company is quite well-known today. His grandpa created something that his dad turned into something bigger.

“Honestly, continuing what they started always interested me, so I never minded at all. On my end, I created the Jeon Group while my dad was leading Jeon Pharmaceuticals. It was my dream to build something from scratch, as my grandpa did.”

Wow, you never knew that he was the one who created the group. After spending hours reading articles over articles, it made you think Jungkook simply took over what his dad and grandpa did. You never once considered that he might have created it, especially considering how the group is one of the biggest to this day. And somehow, your chest swells with a certain pride.

“My first purpose was to provide the funds and help other pharmaceutical companies to continue my family’s legacy, but very quickly, I found myself wanting to help some small startups,” he continues. “As you can imagine, being a Jeon and creating the group brought a certain fame I never asked for.”

Well, you perfectly know it now. After finding it out a week ago, you started googling his name and reading things about him. It’s crazy what has been said about him. It’s like they were talking about a man you’ve never known but who carries the same face and name as your boyfriend.

“When I was young, my grandpa protected me a lot, but as soon as Jeon Group began existing, things changed. People were starting to recognize me, companies would reach out to me out of the blue to help them, and women started to look at me differently.”

From what you’ve read, he’s like very wanted by women. They’d even kill to have a simple conversation with him.

“When I met my ex-wife, she already knew who I was, and if I’m totally honest, she chased me. Eventually, I fell in love and even married her. Now that I look back, I see that maybe she wasn’t into me. She was into the prestige of my name,” he says.

Through it all, Jungkook never looks away from you, and you don’t either. It’s like you both need to read each other’s expressions.

“When my mom died, my dad stepped completely back from the company, and I took it over, as he and my grandpa wanted. It wasn’t easy to become its CEO while I was grieving my mom, but it was what I always wanted, so I did my best.”

And you don’t even doubt that he did great.

“After that, things became crazier. My face was everywhere, people were chasing me, and every single person I’d meet would know me. Before they even got to see me for who I truly was, they already had an image of me, so I always felt like I needed to meet their expectations. I was never myself, except with my friends and family,” he continues to explain, and this honestly breaks your heart. “What became harder to deal with was all the rumors. Whenever I was seen with someone a tiny bit famous, headlines about a potential relationship were out the next day. My ex-wife hated it and wanted me to reveal our marriage, which I refused.”

“To protect her,” you add, to which he nods.

“All the unwanted attention and my failing marriage were becoming too much. Things eventually fell apart with my ex-wife, and I was really convinced that I would never find someone who’d see the real me, not the version the media created.”

Imagining how he must have felt is heart-crushing. Hearing all of this makes you see the whole lie completely differently, and maybe, you can understand why he did it.

“I tried to date here and there, but I’d regret it almost instantly. I ended up giving up on it until I met you,” a little smile appears on his face as he says the last sentence. “Yoongi had already mentioned your name a couple of times because you’re Juhee’s best friend. He always spoke highly of you and felt sorry you were alone.”

Juhee and Yoongi always said they found you beautiful and wanted to help you find someone, which they struggled with. In the end, they unintentionally succeeded.

“He would even ask us if we knew someone to introduce them to you,” he adds. “But when I saw you at his birthday, I remember thinking how lucky I was to have the prettiest girl in front of me. I couldn’t keep my eyes away from you.”

Since the very beginning, Jungkook never hid from you how beautiful he found you, and it always made you feel special when he said it.

“And when you told me your name, I quickly realized why he so desperately wanted to find someone for you,” he pauses again, but his eyes never look away from you. “Honestly, I thought you had recognized me, but pretended you hadn’t. The feeling was exhilarating—it was new and addictive. After like two days, it was clear as day that you didn’t know.”

For the past week, you’ve wondered what it would have been like if you knew him. Would you even be together today? Would you be hurt now? Those questions will forever remain unanswered, and maybe it’s best like that.

“I knew it was wrong to hide it, especially after you talked about all the bullshit your ex did to you. But I found myself enjoying way too much what we have. You had no expectations of me, except for treating you better than the idiot who broke your heart,” his voice becomes even softer now. “You’re the only person who saw me for who I am. You’re the only person who knows who Jeon Jungkook truly is.”

Honestly, knowing that feels unique, like nobody else has had the opportunity to meet the man you fell in love with.

“I was scared that my status would change the way you perceived me, and I didn’t want to change what was blooming between us. Eventually, I realized I couldn’t do it forever. I knew I had to tell you, but I never found the courage to,” he explains. “Then, my brother’s birthday party was around the corner, and I needed to tell you.”

At this precise instant, you just feel sorry for him. It doesn’t sound like he had it easy because of his name.

“I didn’t know you were working at NovaTech,” he continues. “If I had known, I wouldn’t have even reached out to the CEO to buy it.”

“We never truly talked about work,” you tell him. “I can’t blame you for that.”

Work wasn’t really a topic of conversation between you. All he knew was that you had changed jobs less than a year ago, and that you weren’t Juhee’s coworker anymore. Otherwise, he would have known where you’d be working.

“I know…” he runs a hand through his hair. “I’m just truly sorry for how everything went wrong and for hurting you. It wasn’t my intention. It never was. I was just so caught up with your love, and it’s all I’ve ever wanted.”

Surprisingly, you place your hand on top of his.

“Look, I understand you—I truly do,” you begin saying. “But it’s not easy to find out through a coworker that your boyfriend is literally one of the most powerful and wealthiest men on earth, especially when you had six months to say it.”

Jungkook turns his hand so he can hold yours.

“I literally got mad at you for throwing money out of the window, and you could have just said it there,” you continue. “But what hurts the most is that I don’t know if I can trust you.”

He swallows thickly, your eyes following the movement of his Adam’s apple. Honestly, without sounding too kinky, you always find that part of a man’s anatomy very sexy. And it’s better not to ask why.

“You intentionally hid that for six months, so who knows what else you’re not saying… Maybe I’ll find out in six months that you have a secret child, or that you’re still married, or who knows what,” you say with clear frustration in your voice.

“I promised that outside that, I’m not hiding something else,” he adds. “We still have a lot to learn from each other, but there’s no other huge secret I’m keeping from you.”

Right now, you wish you could believe him, and a part of you does, but the other doesn’t. Jungkook had picked up the pieces your ex broke, and he ended up doing the same. The circumstances are completely different, and Jungkook clearly isn’t flirting with another woman under your nose. But his lie implicates way more.

“I know Juhee tells you things,” he continues. “You know I’m fully divorced, and no secret child is hidden under the rug.”

For sure, if there was a child or if he was still married, you’d have known it by now, and most importantly, she wouldn’t have probably encouraged you to keep seeing Jungkook. Those are very important things to her.

“I blame myself for not knowing it,” you confess, your head looking down to hold back the tears. “You’re so huge and super known, and I don’t know how I didn’t see it while everything was under my nose.”

His hand squeezes yours, trying to comfort you in some way.

“Hey,” he says as his other hand lifts your chin up. “This is not your fault, and there’s nothing to blame yourself for. I’m the only one you should blame.”

“It’s easy for you to say when you’re not the one finding out about this,” you reply, a tear running down your cheek.

“Love…” he whispers. “I don’t want you to blame yourself for something I did.”

His thumb strokes your chin in a comforting way, sadness written all over his face.

“I hadn’t been with someone in years, and I don’t know how to deal with this,” you admit, as more tears stream down your face. “I’d like it to be easy to hate you or something like that, but all I constantly want is you, even though you hurt me.”

“I’m so sorry, love,” he says. “Believe me, I hate myself enough for putting you in this position. My sole intention was to always make you feel loved, nothing else.”

And you believe him—you really do. Jungkook stands up before pushing you into his arms, and you just cry. You wrap your arms around his waist, soaking his shirt as you let yourself evacuate what has been in your heart for days. It hurts—way more than you even thought possible.

For a moment, you stay like this, pouring your heart out as he holds you close. Jungkook doesn’t move or speak, and you’re grateful he doesn’t. It’s better like this. You’ve both spoken, and now, you have to figure out what you want. Do you let him in and trust him again? Or do you shut him out?

After the emotionally intense conversation with Jungkook, your views on the situation have changed. Yesterday morning, before going to work, you sent him a little ‘good morning’ message, to which he replied almost instantly. Some other little messages were sent as well, most of them being him making sure you were fine.

This morning, he was the one who sent you the ‘good morning’ message, and you’re not going to lie, it warmed your heart. For sure, you don’t know where this is going, but still talking a bit with him makes you feel good.

In a couple of minutes, you have a meeting with your team, and you booked a meeting room some days ago as required by procedure. As usual, you head there a few minutes early to settle everything and be ready by the time your coworkers arrive. On your way, you pass in front of your big boss’s office, and he’s speaking quite loudly.

“Jeon wants to withdraw his offer,” he basically screams.

Your entire body freezes. You remember Jungkook mentioning he would’ve never tried to buy NovaTech if he knew you were working here, but you never thought he’d step out.

Before anyone notices you, you basically rush to the meeting room, close the door behind you, and sit down in a chair. You pull your phone out of your pocket, heading directly to your conversation with Jungkook. Without thinking, your fingers press on the phone icon, calling him.

“Hi, Jungkook,” you say when he picks up.

“Hi, yn,” he replies. “Everything’s okay?”

His concern warms your heart.

“Yeah, yeah,” you reply. “Are you abandoning NovaTech’s purchase?”

For a moment, he doesn’t say anything, but you can hear him moving around on the other side of the phone. Whenever he does that, he usually runs a hand through his hair. By now, you’ve learned to recognize the habit. He’s nervous, you can tell it.

“Yes,” he finally breaks the silence.

“Why?”

Your heart starts beating faster as you wait for his answer, even though you already know what it’s going to be.

“Because of you,” he replies instantly without any hesitation.

You take a very deep breath, thoughts racing through your mind. Despite how flattering it might sound, you wish you hadn’t heard it.

“Professional decisions shouldn’t be made based on your private life,” you tell him.

The pace of his feet seems to increase, and you find yourself biting the nail of your thumb.

“In this case, it has to,” he ends up replying. “I never liked to mix my professional life with my personal one.”

As you work on the finance side of NovaTech, you know certain things, like you and Jungkook would never meet or have any subordinate link. Normally, Jeon Group will only acquire the company and make decisions at a very high level. Your big boss should remain—unless Jungkook decides otherwise—and he’ll be the one leading the company.

“But we’re both aware it won’t be the case,” you say.

“Yn…” he mumbles. “You’d work in a company part of the Jeon Group. I consider that mixing both lives.”

Somehow, he’s not wrong, but he can’t decide what to do based on where you work. If he made an offer, it’s because he was interested in the company. He can’t just step out because of you.

“Do you really want to buy?” you ask.

“It’s not the point,” he replies.

“Listen to me,” you tell him. “I really don’t want you to give up on something because of me. If you really like the company and want to buy it, just do it—don’t hold back because of me.”

On the other side, Jungkook sighs, and you know that this is all uncharted territory for him.

“It’s not that easy,” he begins to explain. “As the new shareholder, I’ll be very involved in everything related to the company, especially at the beginning. Every decision will ultimately be accepted or rejected by me. Whatever I decide will inevitably impact you, so I won’t ever be impartial, because I’ll always think first about how it will affect you.”

Well, you’ve never seen things like that, but he’s the head of the Jeon Group, so he knows better than you how things work. Still, you feel bad that he steps back from his initial desire.

“I would have never made an offer if I knew you worked there,” he adds.

“I’m sorry,” you mumble.

“Don’t be, it’s fine,” he replies. “I won’t die because NovaTech isn’t part of my group.” Jungkook pauses for a second. “I’d rather lose a deal than lose you.”

A smile finds its way to your face at his words. Right now, you wish you could be with him; you’d simply hug him as tight as possible. For a moment, you remain silent, too scared to say something you’d regret.

“I need to get back to work,” he says, breaking the little silence. “But I’m here if you need anything.”

Surprisingly, you find yourself saying, “I miss the bike rides. Do you think we could do one soon?”

His reply is instant, “Let me know when, and I’ll take you on a ride.”

Your heart clenches. Despite it all, he’s still there, not forcing and simply letting you set the pace. The way he speaks and acts clearly indicates that he doesn’t want to lose you, but he still lets you choose the outcome. He fully acknowledges that he did wrong, but shows you that he loves you.

“Thanks,” you reply.

“Have a nice day, love.”

The call ends there with your heart full of hope. Deep down, you know you can trust him, but you need some time.

Over the following week, your relationship with Jungkook improved, even though you still struggle with the trusting part. There hasn’t been a day without him texting you. And a couple of days ago, he sent flowers to your place after a hard and intense day at work.

The NovaTech deal was completely given up on, which deeply frustrated your boss, and let’s just say that he hasn’t been the happiest lately. You can bring yourself not to feel guilty, because without you working there, Jungkook would have continued with the deal. So, work hasn’t been particularly easy.

For obvious reasons, you haven’t talked again with Jungkook about this, and whenever work is too intense, you avoid explaining it in too much detail. You don’t really know how he’ll react, and you also don’t want to worry him or make him feel guilty.

Tonight, Juhee invited you over for a little dinner. Some other friends were invited as well, but she didn’t mention Jungkook, which made you believe that he wasn’t invited. Deep down, you wish he were because being apart from him for the past week hasn’t been easy, and it’s also a very new concept for you, after the past six months spent with him always around you.

Somehow, you’re convinced that she didn’t invite him because of what happened. She doesn’t know yet how things are going between you and him. You’d rather just take your time and truly consider by yourself what you want. What you don’t need now is to have everybody’s opinion.

“Hi, girl,” she says with open arms when she sees you.

Naturally, you lean into her embrace, holding her as tight as possible. It’s good to be with her.

“Hi, Ju,” you reply in the crook of her neck.

When you step inside, Bora, Juhee’s daughter, is sitting on the living room floor, looking straight at you with a bright smile. That little girl is honestly the cutest. Juhee and Yoongi created the perfect little girl.

“Look who’s here,” you say, heading straight to Bora.

Strange noises that sound like giggles escape her little mouth while she claps her hands excitedly. You kneel on the floor to be at her level.

“Hi, little Booboo,” your fingers poke her round cheeks.

Bora just moves with a contagious happiness while babbling nonsense, which only makes her even more adorable.

“You’re so so cute tonight with your little blue dress,” you tell her, even though she might not understand a damn thing.

Bora is the perfect mix of her parents. For example, the way she’s smiling now is very similar to Yoongi’s smile, but the way her eyes sparkle with happiness reminds you of her mother. Whatever she might do will always remind you of Juhee or Yoongi.

You press a gentle kiss on top of her head before gently arranging her messy hair. By the looks of it, she probably already ran her dirty hands a million times on her head, putting whatever she found in her hair. Juhee might have already had several heart attacks, especially if she tried to arrange it. She already expressed a ton of times how frustrating it can be.

When you look up, your heart drops instantly as your gaze meets the man you love. Jungkook.

For a moment, you’re not able to look away, too caught up by his intense gaze. Saying you didn’t miss him would be a complete lie. Although you spoke every day through messages, seeing him in person is a whole other thing. A sincere and genuine smile spreads across his face, and you can’t help but do the same.

In the end, it seemed like you had it all wrong. Juhee still invited him, which you feel honestly grateful for, because this is the perfect excuse to see him again. You’ve been dying to propose it to him, but you never felt quite ready for it. Now, he’s here.

“Hi, yn,” he says with the softest voice you’ve heard coming from him.

“Hi, Jungkook,” you take a step in his direction as you speak.

Even though you’re happy to see him, you don’t really know what to do. Should you kiss him on the cheek or on the lips? Or maybe you should just hug him? Why are you being so awkward all over again?

Jungkook doesn’t really let you dwell on whatever is going through your mind as he wraps his strong arms around you, pushing you into a tender embrace. The rhythm of his heart instantly echoes against your ear, the warmth of his body completely wraps you, and the scent of his cologne tickles your nose. You missed this. More than you anticipated.

“I missed you,” he whispers before placing a kiss on top of your head.

Inevitably, your arms swathe his upper body, and your eyes flutter shut. Behind you, Juhee is tenderly looking at the two of you with Bora in her arms. For sure, you’ll have to thank her for this moment, together with bringing Jungkook to your life and guiding you through everything.

Your insecurities have reached the roof since the moment this man stepped inside your life and heart. Even if you love him and want him near you, it’s not always easy. Sometimes, it just feels overwhelming, a feeling that freezes your body entirely. This is by no means his fault—it’s yours, and you think it explains why you struggle so much with his lie.

“I miss you too,” you mumble.

The two of you break apart to gaze at each other all over again. The first thing you notice is his new haircut, which looks good on him. He didn’t do anything spectacular, but his hair is a bit shorter than before. It looks as short as it used to when you met.

“Did you cut your hair?” you instantly ask.

“Yep,” he nods.

“It suits you well,” you tell him.

The doorbell cuts your conversation short. Both of you look at the door before Hyunri shows up with the brightest smile on her face. Her fiancé, Beomseok, is right behind her with a bottle of wine in his hand. There’s no doubt you’ll drink a couple of glasses—hopefully, not too many. Let’s try to remain sober throughout the entire night.

“Giiiirl,” Hyunri screams after she greeted Juhee and Bora.

As she walks towards you, you notice the way she wriggles her eyebrows with the silliest smile on her face. There’s no doubt that she’s doing it because she sees you next to Jungkook. The roll of your eyes says it all, which only makes her giggle.

She takes you in her arms and presses a kiss on your cheek. “Seems like your man is here too,” she teasingly whispers in your ear.

“Hyunri,” you warn her.

Your best friend doesn’t give a shit about your warning, but it’s nothing new. However, she makes you feel absolutely embarrassed when she suddenly screams that it’s a couple’s night. Beomseok, her fiancé, has never met Jungkook and has probably heard of all your problems with him.

Yoongi, behind you, laughs, and his wife tries to hold it back. Hyunri really knows how to turn a moment into an awkward one. You briefly glance at Jungkook, who smiles while shaking his head. The sight squeezes your heart as you’ve never seen somebody looking this effortlessly ethereal.

“You must be Jungkook, yn’s boyfriend,” Beomseok extends his hand to him.

With a heart pounding extremely fast, you watch the two men interacting. Will Jungkook correct him? Or will he just pretend he didn’t hear it? This weird situation between you and him leaves you constantly worrying about what you are to each other. Can you still call him your boyfriend?

“Yes, that’s right,” Jungkook takes his hand to shake it. “And I guess you’re Beomseok.”

Hyunri’s fiancé nods with a bright smile on his face. Yoongi joins them before the three men start ranting about whatever is going on in their lives. Your two best friends get closer to you, and the three of you watch them.

“Never thought I’d see them interact,” Hyunri breaks the little silence there was between you.

“Me neither,” Juhee adds. “To be honest, I never imagined Jungkook ever be with us. Like, he pertains to Yoongi’s group of friends, and I didn’t think he’d join our group of friends one day.”

Sincerely, you agree with her, but more in the sense that it is weird to see him with Juhee, Yoongi, Hyunri, and Beomseok. All these years, it’s always been the four of them with you, and nobody else. But tonight, there’s an extra guest. A guest who for sure already knows Yoongi and Juhee, but one who owns your heart.

“What is he doing here, then?” you ask with curiosity. “You all know what’s going on between us…”

“Yoongi,” Juhee simply replies. “He has many more updates on you and Jungkook than I have.” Her words kind of break your heart. “But don’t worry, no one’s blaming you here,” she corrects herself when she notices your sad expression. “It’s just that Jungkook has been telling Yoongi how happy he is that, despite it all, you still talk to him.”

“You’re still talking to Jungkook?” Hyunri asks.

Leaving Hyunri in the dark, especially since Juhee has been informed of everything, feels wrong, so you tell her everything. After Junyoung’s birthday party, you didn’t dwell too much on the details of how it went, because you needed your time to think and absorb everything he said to you. They both listen to you carefully.

“So, in the end, it’s a good thing he’s here tonight,” Hyunri concludes.

“I don’t know…” you mumble while pushing your hair back. “We won’t really be speaking about any of this.”

“Maybe that’s what you need,” she replies. “Maybe all you need is to interact together without particularly speaking about whatever is going on.”

“We all know he’s never going to push it unless you bring the topic up,” Juhee adds. “So, just don’t think about it for now and enjoy the night.”

She’s not wrong. Tonight shouldn’t be about trying to go through what you feel, but more about having fun. There’s no need to speak first about it before enjoying some time together. Maybe this will allow you to put things aside for a night.

After that, Juhee invites you all to sit down, and not so surprisingly, you end up next to Jungkook. Feeling his presence all over again is honestly soothing. Neither of you creates a certain distance. Actually, his knee touches you while his arm brushes yours. Not once do you look at him as if it’ll kill you.

Juhee and Yoongi bring the dinner they prepared for you, as the conversation flows naturally. Bora is sitting at the extremity of the table in her high chair. She’s excitedly eating her carrot maize puffs, and she just looks adorable with her orange mouth.

As you joyfully eat and discuss with everybody, your left arm unintentionally brushes his, and his right thigh never stops pressing against yours. If you’re being honest, you absolutely love this proximity.

“Want some more?” Jungkook suddenly asks you with the bottle of wine in his hand.

For the first time since the beginning of the dinner, your gaze meets his. Your heart instantly misses a beat at the intensity of his glare. This brings you back to the moment you first met him, to when he wouldn’t look away from you while you were still strangers.

“Yes, please,” you nod.

Without waiting another second, he pours a bit of wine into your glass, and your eyes follow his every movement as if he’d disappear if you look away. When his gaze shifts to you once more, a little smile brightens his face. Jungkook leans slightly closer.

“You look stunning tonight,” he whispers near your ear.

His deep voice sends shivers down your spine, and your body temperature instantly increases. Damn, hearing him complimenting you definitely does things to you. You fight back the urge to look at him, too scared you might betray yourself if you do so.

“Thanks,” you reply. “You don’t look bad either.”

A deep chuckle rumbles from his chest. If he keeps doing things like that, he’ll have you weak on your knees before the end of the night. It’s honestly not fair the effect he has on you. Jungkook turns his attention back to the table, one of his arms resting behind you. He’s close enough for you to feel his warmth through your long-sleeve top.

You bring your glass to your lips, hoping the wine will somehow calm the sudden warmth spreading through your body.

“Your hands are shaking,” he suddenly murmurs near your ear.

Your eyes shift to your hands that are definitely shaking, but you’re definitely not admitting it. “They’re not.”

A quiet chuckle leaves him, low enough that only you can hear it. However, you can feel your friends’ eyes on you. They’re definitely checking whatever is going on between you and Jungkook.

“Right,” he whispers.

You finally dare to glance at him, only to find him already looking at you. His expression remains perfectly calm, almost innocent, but there’s something in his eyes that completely betrays him. And the worst part? He knows exactly what he’s doing to you.

His fingers briefly brush against yours when he reaches for the bottle of water right in front of you. The contact lasts less than a second, yet your entire body reacts to it, and Jungkook notices, as he always notices everything when it comes to you.

But instead of teasing you about it, he simply pours water into his glass before leaning back in his chair, his glass in hand, as if he hadn’t just completely ruined your ability to focus on anything else.

The rest of the night just passes by at the speed of light as you’re too caught up in the conversations. Jungkook doesn’t really tease you anymore, but his arm remains behind you, his fingers brushing your shoulder from time to time. Not once do you push him away, loving this proximity between you way too much.

When Hyunri and Beomseok leave, it feels like it’s your time to leave as well. Since you came by bus, you already know it’s way too late to catch one now, and also, you wouldn’t have risked taking one at this time. So, the taxi seems to be the last available option.

“How did you come?” Jungkook suddenly asks you, your eyes shifting up to him.

“Bus,” you reply.

“Do you want me to drop you off?” he offers.

For a second, your glance moves to your best friend sitting right across from you. With a simple nod, she encourages you to accept Jungkook’s offer, and a small smile appears on your face. She’s right, you should go with him. The night has been great so far, and maybe you should enjoy it until the end, meaning letting him take you home.

“You took your bike?” you ask when your gaze moves to him.

“No,” he shakes his head.

Perfect! You don’t have your helmet with you, so it would have been complicated—and, yes, you still have the helmet at home. It’s too hard to give it back to him for now.

“Okay,” you then say. “If you don’t mind, then I’ll accept the ride home.”

His eyes quickly scan your face, a bright and genuine smile stretching across his lips. “I would never mind dropping you off wherever you want.”

And you know it’s true—he’s been doing it for the past six months. There hasn’t been a time he said no, and you’d sometimes feel guilty because you knew he was busy, but he’d just drop everything off for you.

After waving goodbye to Juhee and Yoongi and leaving their place, you find yourself walking beside Jungkook through the quiet street. The night air feels fresh against your skin after the warmth from your friends’ place, but somehow, being next to Jungkook still makes your body feel overheated.

The walk is silent, none of you trying to break it at any moment. It isn’t uncomfortable, it’s quite the opposite. It settles naturally between you, while the sound of your footsteps echoes lightly on the pavement. Every now and then, your shoulder almost brushes his arm, and each near contact makes your heartbeat react embarrassingly fast.

Once you reach his fancy car, he steps ahead of you before unlocking the passenger door and opening it for you. You thank him before sliding inside the car and sitting down on the leather seat.

The familiar scent lingering inside the car wraps around you almost immediately. Maybe it’s ridiculous, but his scent has already become comforting to you. Every time it surrounds you, your body relaxes, as if it instinctively recognizes him as somewhere safe to rest.

Your fingers smooth over the fabric of your pants while you take in the inside of his car. It feels like it was an eternity ago when you last saw it, but it wasn’t that long ago.

A few seconds later, the driver’s door opens, pulling you out of your thoughts. Jungkook slides into the seat beside you with effortless ease, one hand briefly adjusting the sleeve of his jacket before settling comfortably behind the wheel.

Your eyes drift toward him. The soft lights from outside illuminate the sharp lines of his face just enough to make him look unreal. Jungkook slowly turns his head toward you, his eyes meeting yours instantly. A small smile appears on his lips, and it makes warmth spread through your entire chest.

Jungkook starts the car while resting his hand on the steering wheel. At first, the silence remains between you two.

“How have you been doing?” he cuts the silence short.

The question startles you, leaving you speechless for a split second. There are so many possible answers to that question, and a good part of them could hurt him, which you absolutely don’t want to.

“Well…” you begin, hesitating. “I’ve known better days.” At least, you’re being honest without sounding like a mean girl. “Work has been very intense,” you continue. “My—” you stop before you even continue. If you keep going, you’ll end up telling him everything about how bitchy your boss has been since Jungkook stepped out of the deal. “Never mind.”

Jungkook quickly looks at you, raising one of his eyebrows in confusion.

“Tell me,” he sharply says with a deep voice.

“No, it’s fine…”

Suddenly, the sight of the city before your eyes seems more interesting, and you bite your lower lip. You fucked up, and knowing Jungkook, he’s never going to let go until you tell him what’s going on, especially when it comes to work.

“Yn…” he whispers. “You can tell me everything, you know?” he then asks with a softer voice.

“I just—” you stop for a moment, trying to think of the best words to use. “This is related to you, and I just don’t want to hurt you or something like that…” you mumble, your gaze moving from the city to Jungkook.

You can’t help but notice the way his grip tightens around the steering wheel. Fuck, you already feel guilty… You should have controlled yourself a tiny bit more and avoided mentioning work. It would have been best like that.

“You won’t,” he softly says.

“You don’t know…” you reply.

His glance briefly shifts to you before he focuses back on the road. For a tiny second, you admire the man driving you home as if it’s the first time you're truly seeing him. And yet, you’ve already seen so much of him.

“The only thing that could hurt me is you being hurt,” he flatly confesses.

Jungkook has this habit of just throwing things like that as if it’s absolutely normal. It’s like those words don’t carry a weight that melts your heart in so many ways.

“That can’t be true,” you instantly reply.

“Try me,” he dares you.

At that moment, the car stops at a red light, his attention then fully settling on you. His eyes are soft, filled with an intensity that twists your stomach and squeezes your heart. How can he look at you like that?

“My boss has been a nightmare since you withdrew from the deal,” you end up admitting.

“How?” he simply asks. Your eyebrows narrow, not sure how to understand his question, and he seems to pick it up as he rephrases his question. “Has he done something to you?”

“No,” you shake your head. “At least, not to me directly, but he rejects every single proposal we send, makes us work overtime, and gives us unrealistic deadlines,” you explain. “It’s been like that with every single department, not just the finance one.”

Jungkook exhales, his hand running through his hair. This nervous habit of his somehow makes him extremely more handsome as he pushes his hair back, revealing more of his face.

“Sorry,” he says. “It wasn’t my intention to make it harder for you.”

“It’s okay,” you reply. “He’ll eventually realize he’s being an asshole and calm down.”

“That’s not okay, yn…” he tells you with a soft voice. “He shouldn’t be unloading on his employees.”

“But what can we do?” you genuinely ask. “Unless you come back, he’ll just remain pissed off.”

The change of the traffic light to green illuminates the car. Jungkook doesn’t say a thing as he focuses back on the road and resumes driving through the city. Right now, you wish you could infiltrate his mind to hear his thoughts.

“I can’t take the NovaTech deal,” he finally says, his eyes never once looking away from the road. “Not until you’re still working there.”

This is something you clearly and fully understand, and you’ll never ask him to take back NovaTech’s deal.

“But I can try to find another acquirer,” he continues.

“You know it won’t be the same,” you reply. “He’s been saying how it would have been an honor and a privilege to be part of the Jeon Group. No matter how many offers are sent his way, he probably won’t even consider them.”

The way Jungkook sighs makes it clear that this whole situation bothers him, and you feel more than sorry to have put him through this.

“I’m sorry, Jungkook,” you add. “If I had told you—”

“Don’t apologize,” he cuts you off. “This isn’t your fault by any means.”

Even though you’re fully aware of that, it doesn’t change how sorry you feel. This whole situation could have been avoided if you had ever mentioned you worked at NovaTech, and for sure, your boss wouldn’t be an asshole right now.

“What did you tell him when you withdrew your offer?” you ask with curiosity.

“That, after thorough consideration, the company wouldn’t be a fit for the Jeon Group.”

Yeah, for sure, after saying that, he can’t really come back, and anyway, knowing him, he won’t ever change his mind.

“Well, that also explains his terrible mood,” you say.

“That’s highly unprofessional of him,” he mumbles.

“But you can also understand him,” you somehow try to defend your boss, even though you’re trying not to. “The company isn’t particularly doing well. He then manages to have the Jeon Group be interested in him, but in the end, the founder of the group tells him his company isn’t a fit.”

Jungkook sees this all from another perspective, and you’re convinced he should, just for a second, put himself in your boss’s shoes. It isn’t easy for him to hear that. And the worst is that you know why Jungkook stepped back. It has nothing to do with the company, and you feel guilty.

“It doesn’t change how unprofessional it is,” he reinforces his position. “If I did that every time something bad happens at Jeon Pharmaceuticals, the company wouldn’t even exist anymore.”

“It’s not the same…” you whisper.

“How so?” he asks while raising an eyebrow. “I’m a CEO just like him, and I’d never unload my stress and frustration on my employees.”

For a moment, you remain silent to gather your thoughts and think of the best way to formulate them. For sure, Jungkook is used to being on top, but you see things from an employee’s perspective, which is totally different from his.

“Look, I’ve gotten to read many many things about your company and group over the past few days, trying to understand everything. Jeon Pharmaceuticals has been leading the market for years now. Your group became one of the biggest through all your hard work, and honestly, it’s admirable on many levels,” you begin to explain.

You can’t help but notice the little smile on his face. It must feel special for him to hear you say all of that, but as you did your research into what he does, you have felt pride and admiration for him. You’ve already heard all of that from him, but reading it through others’ words accentuated it.

“NovaTech is a small company that has been trying to grow, and yeah, it’s been working for sure, but it doesn’t mean the CEO faces financial struggles. He has ambition for his own company, just like you had when creating the Jeon Group.”

It’s honestly not super easy to pour out your thoughts, but you’re trying your best.

“It’s any company’s dream to be acquired by your group due to its huge prestige. My boss was more than happy to have you even interested in his business, but then hearing he isn’t fit anymore must have felt like a failure. For sure, he’s probably unprofessional, but you can’t compare yourself to him, not even for a bit.”

Jungkook doesn’t say anything for a while, and it definitely seems like he’s deeply thinking about your words. Something you deeply love about him is the fact that he carefully chooses his words when something bothers him, especially with you.

“We definitely have different views on this,” he finally speaks with his deep voice. “I understand what you mean, but I don’t condone his behavior, especially when it impacts you. I don’t like it.”

If he wasn’t driving, you would have hugged him. Instead, the biggest smile grows on your face.

“If it’s about me you’re worried about, don’t be,” you tell him. “I’ve dealt with bosses way worse than him. I’ll survive.”

A quiet chuckle leaves Jungkook. “You’re not making this sound any better,” he says. “What kind of people have you been working for?”

“Don’t know,” you shrug. “Maybe I should ask you for recommendations instead.”

His gaze briefly flickers toward you before returning to the road, but not before you catch the small smile pulling at his lips.

“I’ve got a few recommendations,” he replies almost immediately. “Preferably places where people actually treat you properly.”

The answer catches you off guard as you weren’t expecting him to say it. You were expecting some teasing, or maybe one of his usual smooth comments, but you definitely didn’t consider this.

“Really?” you ask, unable to hide your surprise.

“Yeah,” he nods. “I’d more than happily do it.”

Your heart warms, and for a moment, you have to look away. Knowing you can count on him for everything means more than you’ll ever be able to express.

“If I could, I’d hire you myself,” he softly adds.

“I guess that’d be a terrible idea,” you mumble more to yourself, but he hears it.

Working with him would definitely make you happy, but you’re the type of person who strongly believes that directly working with your loved ones is an absolute bad idea. If anything goes wrong, it’s your relationship that is impacted, and drawing the line between your professional and personal lives seems impossible.

For sure, your friendship with Juhee was born at work and flourished into this beautiful relationship. In the end, you worked with a loved one, but it’s different here. Work is what created this bond between you, and over time, you stopped working together until you eventually resigned and started working at NovaTech.

As your eyes really take in the view outside, you realize your place is right around the corner, meaning this ride is almost over. It’s not something you want, but you can’t stay with him eternally. When the car is parked near your place, the two of you leave it, walking towards the main entrance in silence. Jungkook remains next to you, not too close but not too far as well. Honestly, you don’t really know what to say. Your mind keeps going through all the potential topics, but nothing seems right.

Once you reach the entrance, you turn around to look at him finally—the night air feels cooler after being in the warmth of his car, and some goosebumps appear all over your body. As your eyes shamelessly roam over his toned figure, his beauty just takes your breath away. His eyes don’t look away, not even for a second.

And god, the way this man looks at you is becoming dangerous for your sanity, especially after tonight.

“Thanks for dropping me off,” you tell him softly.

“No problems.” A small smile appears on his lips. “I’d do it anytime. It’s always a pleasure to spend time with you, love.”

Your heart reacts instantly to his words, the nickname sending way too many shivers down your spine.

“It was good to see you again,” you admit.

“It was,” he nods, his hands finding their way to his jacket pockets.

Silence slowly settles between the two of you, but it doesn’t feel uncomfortable. If anything, it feels heavy in the softest possible way. Throughout this silence, none of you dares to look away, as if you’re both hypnotized by the other.

Jungkook takes one small step closer to you. It’s barely anything, but your entire body notices it immediately. Your breath catches slightly when his gaze drops to your lips just for a second before returning to your eyes. The look alone sends warmth spreading through your chest, and your heartbeat instantly increases.

He’s close enough now for you to notice every little detail about him, like the faint scent of his perfume, the strands of hair falling across his forehead, or even the little scar on his cheek. But what strikes you the most is the way he looks at you. It’s as if you’re the most precious thing in the world.

And that’s what completely ruins you.

You try to think of what you could say or do, but instead, your body moves before your brain can catch up. You step closer, your eyes moving from his eyes to his lips, and you find yourself pressing your lips against his.

Jungkook instantly stills, completely startled, as if he genuinely didn’t expect you to be the one initiating this. And for a short moment, you panic. Maybe you shouldn’t have done this. Maybe it was too soon. Or maybe it just feels off to kiss him right now.

Then his hand suddenly slides to your waist, pulling you closer against him as he kisses you back. And damn, the feeling is even better than you imagined. His lips move softly against yours at first, careful in a way that makes your chest ache. It’s like he’s trying to make sure this is really happening.

But when your hand comes up to grip the front of his jacket, something in him shifts. The kiss deepens naturally. Jungkook exhales quietly against your lips before tilting his head to kiss you better, and the simple motion sends shivers down your spine. Damn, you’ve missed this so freaking much.

His thumb brushes lightly against your waist beneath your jacket, barely touching your skin through your clothes, and yet, somehow, it feels intimate enough to make your heartbeat completely lose rhythm. You melt against him without even realizing it.

The hand resting on your waist tightens just slightly, enough to keep you close, while your fingers curl more firmly into his jacket. You can feel his heartbeat too now. It’s fast, almost matching yours. The realization makes warmth spread all the way to your cheeks.

When you finally pull away, neither of you moves. Jungkook’s forehead nearly rests against yours, his breathing just as uneven as your own. His eyes remain closed for a brief second before opening them again slowly. And the way he looks at you afterwards… You’re absolutely fucked.

A chuckle leaves him. “Never imagined a night out at Yoongi’s would end up this way,” he whispers quietly, his thumb still absentmindedly against your waist.

A laugh escapes your lips. “Neither did I,” you confess as you close your eyes for a second.

Honestly, if you knew beforehand how the night would end up, maybe you wouldn’t have shown up. The thought of facing Jungkook while still figuring things out was kind of frightening. However, this night proved that you don’t need to be afraid. He’s still the same. He still loves you the same way, and your heart still beats stupidly for him.

“I’m happy we got to spend some time together,” he adds, his nose rubbing against yours.

The gentle feeling of his skin against yours makes you melt instantly. Damn, you’ve really missed him.

“We could spend some more,” you admit out loud.

“Only if you want, love,” he murmurs softly while his thumb keeps rubbing against you.

“I really want to,” you reply. “Even though I needed this space, I really enjoy being with you like we did tonight.”

A smile appears on his face, and he gently takes a step back, but his hand never leaves your waist.

“I really would love to repeat more nights like this one,” he confesses.

“If you want, tomorrow, we can meet again,” you offer as a little smile stretches your lips.

Being honest, you’d actually want for him to go upstairs with you and sleep with you—without any sexual activities, of course—but it’s best not to. You’re scared it’ll ruin this moment, so you'd rather propose to do something tomorrow.

“I’d love nothing more than that,” he whispers.

With your hands on his jacket, you push him closer again before kissing him passionately all over again. Jungkook immediately responds this time. His hand slides higher along your waist, holding you against him while his lips move slowly against yours. Your fingers tighten slightly against the fabric of his jacket as his thumb brushes your skin in a comforting way.

Slowly, your hands slide from his jacket to the back of his neck, your fingers brushing lightly against his skin. Jungkook’s breathing instantly falters at the contact, and the realization alone makes your heartbeat lose control.

When your lips part, the two of you open your eyes, looking right at each other. Being seen by him always makes you feel so special. For sure, you’d never grow tired of having his burning and intense gaze on you. If anything, you’d beg for it.

“I missed you,” you whisper.

This time, he presses the gentlest peck on your lips.

“Not as much as I did, love,” he murmurs as he tucks a strand of hair behind your ear. Your body finally collides against his, your arms wrapping around his strong body and hugging him with an intensity you never thought possible. Being apart from him is something you’d never want again, because if there’s one thing you learned these past few days, it’s how in love you are.

The very next day, as you work through another report for your boss, you receive a message from Jungkook, distracting you while it’s the absolute last thing you need right now.

jungkook 🏍️: when do you finish work?

Usually, at work, he doesn’t really text you, and when he does, it's very minimal. At first, you thought it was because he didn’t want to distract you, but now you kind of doubt that’s not the full reason. As the CEO, he must actually be pretty busy.

you: hopefully at 6pm

With how much of an asshole your boss has been lately, you’re not even sure you’ll finish by 6 pm—you can only hope so. But based on how the past days have been going, there’s absolutely no way you’ll be done by 6 pm.

jungkook 🏍️: okay

For the rest of the day, you don’t hear more from him, which definitely helps with the finalization of this report. Honestly, you and your coworkers are so proud of the final result. However, it doesn’t change the fact that you’re stressed as hell when you hand it to your boss.

Before you even get the chance to knock at his door, whispers around you catch your attention. Your eyes instantly widen as you see none other than your boyfriend walking towards you. Your heart instantaneously beats faster in your chest. What the hell is he doing here?

A smile tugs on his face, his eyes sparkling with joy, while he walks with breathtaking confidence. This man doesn’t even remotely look like your boyfriend. His hair is pushed back—except for a couple of strands falling across his forehead in a very sexy way—his hand rests inside his suit's pants, and the jacket graciously falls over his shoulders.

Jungkook breathes a charisma you never got to see over the past six months. Usually, he softens around you in a way that clenches your heart. Even at his brother’s birthday party, he didn’t even remotely get into this version of him.

Your entire body freezes while your gaze can’t seem to look away. Your hands hold the laptop tighter, and you swear you feel them shaking. At this precise instant, the world around you disappears. There’s just Jungkook. Not even your colleagues from the finance team standing next to you matter anymore.

“Hello,” he says, extending his hand to you once he’s in front of you. “I’m Jeon Jungkook.”

Seeing him pretending not to know you definitely breaks your heart, but Juhee’s words echo in your mind. He protected his ex-wife as much as he could. If he did it with her, he’d repeat it with you. Somehow, you can understand how she wanted the world to know they were married, because let’s be real, the way women look at him is sometimes very unsettling.

Jungkook seems to notice your hesitation, which makes him arch an eyebrow. Your heart races even faster. Fuck! Are you even able to pretend he’s a total stranger? Well, you have to. There’s no way your colleagues ever find out about the nature of your relationship with Jeon Jungkook.

“Hello, Mr Jeon,” you finally say while shaking his hand. You introduce yourself, and relief seems to instantly spread across his face.

Your boyfriend also introduces himself to your colleagues next to you. They all seem as impressed and confused as you, but you honestly don’t care, too focused on following his every movement. It’s so strange to meet the CEO, because all you’ve seen is the lover. He’s intimidating while also very charismatic. It’s like he owns the room.

“Were you about to enter Mr. Sang’s office?” he politely asks.

“Yes,” your colleague replies, nodding.

Jungkook’s gaze moves between you and your colleagues.

“Would you mind if I step in first?” A little smile grows on his face as his eyes land on you. “I’d like to discuss something very quickly with him.”

He doesn’t look away for a second when your colleague replies that there’s no problem. His gaze becomes intense for a hot second, as it’s usually the case when he’s with you. It’s quick and subtle, but enough for you to notice it. Hopefully, nobody else picks it up.

Jungkook thanks you before entering your boss’s office. Finally, your gaze shifts to your colleagues with a heart beating way too fast. Interacting with him in another setting is strange, especially when it’s one he’d like to protect you from.

If you had first met him like this, you would have never given him a chance. Like, how could a man so powerful like him ever love someone who’s a simple employee in an average company? It’s the kind of scenario coming straight out of a romcom.

“What is he doing here?” you ask with confusion.

“I don’t know…” you colleague replies. “I thought he had withdrawn his offer, but seems like he probably changed his mind.”

Well, you know for a fact that he hasn’t. So, his presence here makes it even more confusing. There’s no valid reason for him to be here. Unless… No, it can’t be. You truly and deeply hope that he’s not here to tell Mr. Sang how much of an asshole he has been. He can’t do it because if he does, it’ll just blow everything.

“I hope he does,” another colleague adds. “Mr. Sang has been horrible.”

Since none of you knows what to do, you all remain there, waiting for Jungkook to leave. Your mind races with thoughts while your colleagues whisper about this situation. Your grip on your laptop is strong, as if you need to hold onto something.

From where you stand, you can hear Mr. Sang and Jungkook’s voices, but you can’t tell whether they’re talking joyfully or the opposite. Curiosity is creeping through you, even though a part of you would rather not know what they’re discussing.

After a couple of minutes, Jungkook opens the door, his gaze falling right on you. Instant warmth heats your cheeks, and your heartbeat suddenly rises again. It’s not fair how breathtaking he looks with those strands of hair on his face.

“Mr. Sang is all yours,” he says before stepping out of the room.

Your colleagues immediately rush into the office, and before you can move, Jungkook softly grabs your elbow.

“I’ll be waiting for you at the entrance,” he whispers, so you’re the only one hearing his words.

Your eyebrows furrow in confusion. “What?” you ask in a heartbeat.

“Just meet me there once you’re done, okay?” he says before letting you go.

Jungkook walks away from you through the corridor, not once looking back. For a second, you just watch him as you try to process what he just said. How can he so peacefully wait for you at the building entrance while pretending not to know you at this precise moment? This doesn’t make any sense.

You don’t dwell too much on it and get inside your boss’s office. The look on his face is absolutely different from the one he had hours ago. Whatever Jungkook told him, it definitely shook him up. Nobody really mentions it before you proceed to explain the report you prepared.

For thirty minutes, you go over the report together with your coworkers, and your boss listens. He even takes notes, which kind of surprises you. Lately, he doesn’t even bother to pretend to listen, so this comes as a surprise. And now, you really want to know what the hell your boyfriend said to him.

At the end of the presentation, Mr. Sang only asks you to send him the report to give him some time to study it deeply. All of you leave the room, confused, but honestly, it feels good to finish the day without him yelling and complaining about every single detail of the report.

In pure silence, you head to your desk to gather your belongings and leave the office. This whole situation startles you, and you honestly don’t know what to think about it. This is troublesome. Without any rush, you walk to the elevator with your bag on your shoulder, your jacket on your arm, and your phone in your hand.

Surprisingly, Jungkook didn’t text you at all.

The elevator is empty as it makes its way to the ground floor. When the doors open, your eyes meet Jungkook’s, and without hesitation, he steps inside, not letting you leave. He takes place right next to you after he pressed the parking button, his arm brushing against yours.

“How did it go?” he asks, his eyes glued on you.

You take a deep breath, not daring to look at him.

“Where are we going?” you ask instead, ignoring his question.

“To my car,” he replies.

“Aren’t you scared—”

Jungkook doesn’t even let you finish your question. “Nobody will see us. All accesses have been blocked until I leave it.”

Wow, he’s so wealthy that he gets to prevent people from reaching their cars in a building he doesn’t own. You don’t know if you should be mad or impressed. Since you’ve met him, he hasn’t pulled out his wealthy as fuck card, or maybe he did, but never in front of you.

“So, you get to do that…” you whisper.

“I can do way more than that, love,” he says as he gets closer to you, but still, you don’t look at him.

“I guess it’s the perk of being a Jeon,” you reply.

The doors open to the parking floor, leaving no space for your boyfriend to reply. As expected, nobody is wandering around as you make your way to his car. You abruptly stop yourself on your track and can’t help but bite your lower lip.

“Will it always be like that?” you ask while he turns around to look at you.

Confusion is clearly painted all over his face. “What?”

“Will you always pull out things like that?” You rephrase your question.

“Yes,” he straightforwardly replies. “I’ll do whatever it takes to protect you.”

“Like you did with your ex-wife…” You mumble.

Jungkook takes a step in your direction, his hand reaching out to yours. You take a deep breath as your eyes lift to meet his. There’s something in his gaze that squeezes his heart. He’s visibly concerned, as if he understands that something is truly bothering you.

“What’s going on?”

“It’s just weird…” You admit. “I’ve never seen this side of you.”

His eyes instantly soften, his thumb brushing against the skin of your hand. “I get that, and believe me, if I could avoid this, I would,” he begins saying. “But I also want to be with you.”

“We managed to do it before without any trouble,” you pout.

His free hand moves to your cheek, stroking it gently. This melts you right then and there.

“This is your workplace, and I wouldn’t want to create you any problems,” he explains.

You lean against his hands and close your eyes for a moment. Honestly, you’ve missed him so damn much. You don’t even know how you went more than a week without him, his touch, and his love.

When you open your eyes, he guides you both to his incredible and expensive-as-hell car. In less than five minutes, you’re out of the building and on the road. Your eyes look out the window, noticing the men blocking the accesses to the parking. Somehow, it feels wrong, but you know that you'd better get used to it if you stay with Jungkook.

“What did you say to Mr. Sang?” you suddenly ask, your gaze shifting from the window to him.

“I talked to him about how unprofessional he’s been,” he says after taking a deep breath.

Your eyes instantly widen with disbelief. In the end, you weren’t wrong; he really did it.

“No, you didn’t do that…”

“I had to,” he replies, his gaze quickly moving to you. “I couldn’t let that man overwork you because of some fucking frustration.”

“You shouldn’t have, Jungkook,” you softly reply while shaking your head.

“I told him I knew my withdrawal had probably caused a lot of stress and frustration,” he explains. “But I also advised him to contact Mr. Kim Seokjin, a friend of mine who’s interested in acquiring NovaTech.”

You frown. “You contacted a friend?”

“I did,” he replies.

He wasn’t joking when he said several times before that he’d do anything to see you happy. Even though this doesn’t feel right, you can’t help but feel like the most special girl in the world for having him.

“Thanks,” you murmur before gently resting your hand over his on the steering wheel.

A smile appears on his face as he feels your hand on top of his. For a moment, you remain both in silence, as it is clear that you both need it. At least, you absolutely need it because everything that has happened in the past few minutes truly puts everything into perspective.

Almost two weeks ago, you shockingly discovered he was one of the most influential and wealthiest men on earth through his roles at Jeon Pharmaceuticals and the Jeon Group. Being with him means accepting the pros and cons that come with it, but you’ve absolutely no clue what they are.

Since you’ve met him, he’s been an absolute normal guy, and it makes you believe it could continue like that. However, now that you know it all, you can’t look at him the same. And today is proof. He literally went to see your boss to tell him to calm down and blocked the access to the parking to be with you.

Now, letting Jungkook inside your life is bigger than you ever anticipated.

The real question today is whether you’re truly able to accept it all. And fuck, the answer has been there since the very beginning. You’ll take whatever for as long as he loves you. Nobody has ever made you feel like he does. The love you have for him is already so intense.

Jungkook has always been present, always letting you set the pace, and adjusting himself to you. He has never made you doubt his love for you. It has been loud and clear. There’s no way you’re letting that go away. For sure, things might be scary, but as long as you have him, you know he’ll do whatever it takes to protect you.

And that is the only reassurance you need.

“Where are we going?” you break the silence.

“My place,” he replies. “I’ve prepared a little something.”

You narrow your eyes, trying to read his face for a hint at what he has prepared, but it’s useless. Jungkook knows how to turn himself into an unreadable book. No emotions pass through his adorable features.

“Now, I’m curious…” You say.

“In a couple of minutes, you’ll have your answer, love.”

The way your nickname rolls in his tongue sends shivers down your spine. Gosh, how are you supposed to survive this man? Very discreetly, his hand finds its way to your thigh, resting on it like he always does—well, except for when you went to his brother’s birthday. This genuinely warms your heart, and you can’t help but rest your hand on top of his.

For the rest of the drive, you casually talk about your day. Your boss isn’t mentioned anymore, which is best to ignore for now. He already caused some arguments between you, and you absolutely don’t want that.

Once you’ve reached his place, he pulls into his parking spot. Honestly, it is well located on the underground floor, but it now leaves you wondering if he didn’t choose it on purpose. It’s like hidden, which allows him some privacy and not to be seen.

When he cuts the motor off, his hand on your thigh caresses it softly. Your eyes meet, and absolutely everything around you disappears. Your world narrows on him, and him only. You totally ignore how long you remain like that, but you don’t really care. Then, his eyes move to your lips, and his hand gently squeezes your thigh, as if he needs something to control him.

Naturally, your gaze drops to his lips before your teeth grab your bottom lip. The tension between you is slowly but surely growing, turning the air in the car absolutely thick. Will one of you surrender?

His face leans closer to yours, and in a heartbeat, his mouth crashes against yours. The kiss is nothing like the soft ones you shared lately. This one is desperate and almost hungry, as if the distance that had existed between you for the past few days had suddenly become unbearable.

Jungkook’s free hand instantly slides to the side of your neck, holding you firmly against him while his lips move feverishly against yours. A shaky breath escapes you when his teeth gently catch your lower lip before soothing it with his tongue right after. God, the simple feeling nearly destroys your ability to think straight.

Your fingers grip his jacket as the kiss deepens even more, his tongue brushing against yours in a way that sends heat rushing through your entire body. Everything about him feels overwhelming: the warmth of his mouth, the way he holds you like he’s terrified you might disappear, and the quiet sound of his breathing mixing with yours between kisses.

Jungkook kisses you like someone who has been holding himself back for far too long, and maybe that’s exactly what’s happening. His hand on your thigh squeezes you once more, which makes a soft gasp leave your lips. The sound seems to affect him instantly because another deep kiss follows right after, slower but somehow even more intense.

His tongue brushes against yours again while his thumb strokes your neck, the contrast between the desperation of the kiss and the softness of his touch making your chest ache. Neither of you seems capable of slowing down.

“Guk,” you whisper against his lips, your fingers gripping his jacket tighter.

“Mmm,” he mumbles.

If you don’t stop right now, you both know how this will end up. Him inside you while you both moan each other’s name. And let’s just say that this is not the most appropriate place to do it.

“We’re in your car,” you say as you open your eyes.

A deep groan rumbles in his chest, which ironically makes you smile, and his forehead falls to the crook of your neck. Your hands instantly run over his hair, playing with it while he peppers your neck with hot, wet kisses.

“Guk,” you call for him laughingly.

“Let me just kiss you properly, love,” he mumbles against your skin.

A particular kiss has you arching your back and moaning, and your fingers pull his hair. It definitely seems like he’s not going to stop.

“We need to stop, Gukkie,” you whisper breathlessly. The nickname makes him groan once more; you know he adores it when you call him like that. “Someone could see us.”

Even though the thrill of being caught excites you, you just can’t be seen. Nothing good will come of it if it happens, and you particularly don’t want your name making headlines because you got freaky with Jungkook.

As if he suddenly realizes the extent of it all, he pulls back, and damn, he looks like a hot mess. His hair is all messy, his lips swollen from the kisses, and his eyes filled with lust. If you weren’t in the car, you’d let him have you right here.

In seconds, he takes you both out of the car, heading straight to the elevator. Inside, he holds back the urge to touch you, and man, you wish he wouldn’t. Right now, you don’t know who’s the most desperate, you or him?

When you reach his apartment, your mouths are all over each other again, needy and desperate as you walk through his place to reach his bedroom. Tonight, sex isn’t going to be like it’s been so far. This time, it’ll be desperate, especially after this time apart. You crave each other with all your souls.

Jungkook maneuvers you both until you’re lying on his king-size bed, his body covering yours, and he pins you down with his hand on your wrists, placing them above your head as his mouth claims yours in a desperate kiss. His tongue makes its way inside your mouth to glide along yours.

Fuck, this is absolutely messy.

His hand lets go of your wrists, allowing you to place them on his shoulders while his mouth leaves a trail of burning kisses along your jaw, neck, and collarbone. Your nails dig into the muscles of his shoulder over his suit jacket, his name rolling out of your lips.

“I need more,” you whisper.

His head looks up at you with a lust that could give you an instant orgasm. Even if you’ve been intimate with him for a couple of months, everything is still very new to you. For sure, you’ve gotten to know what turns you both on and what makes you come in seconds, but sometimes, a simple touch can bring you right to heaven’s doors.

And you feel like you’re a damn teenager all over again.

You don’t know if you should be embarrassed or not, but it always seems like he doesn’t care. With him, it’s like you can come in the blink of an eye, and he’d just keep going, making you come more and more.

Jungkook stands up to strip himself of his jacket and shirt before removing every single piece of clothing from your body. Being naked in front of him doesn’t feel uncomfortable anymore; if anything, it feels fucking good. The way his eyes roam over your body makes you feel so damn desirable.

“Fuck,” he swears under his breath. “I missed you, love.”

The desperation in his voice has your core clenching. His lust-filled gaze finally meets your eyes, and damn, it’s harder to resist the temptation of coming right there. His body settles on top of yours, hovering over you before he kisses you more softly. He nips your plump lower lip between his teeth, swallowing your little gasp.

His lips move down your body all over again, and his hands don’t lose any time when they squeeze your breasts, making you moan softly. Your hands find their way to his hair, tugging at some strands, which causes him to groan against your collarbone.

“You’ve no idea how fucking desperate I’ve been,” he whispers, your eyes rolling back when his tongue swirls around your nipple slowly, and his tongue flicking against that sensitive spot. It’s something he has learned since you started being intimate. “My hand couldn’t even make me as hard as your voice alone can do.”

His fingers slide down your body, finding your weakest spot and swiping up and down your folds. Your back arches instantly against him, pressing your chest against his. “Gukkie…” you moan as your very sensitive nipples graze against his burning skin.

“God,” he swears as two of his fingers plunge inside you, your walls spasming immediately around them. “Say that again.”

Those past few days, you never said that nickname, as it felt like you had forgiven him when you didn’t even know what to do with yourself. But now that you’re letting him in again—and that he has you fully wrapped around his fingers—you can’t help but say it.

Jungkook curves his fingers inside you, making you arch your back even more. How can he drive you this crazy with his fingers only? He kisses your lips as his fingers fuck into you, and the stretch makes you ache.

“So fucking tight…” he whispers as he plays with your cunt. “It’s embarrassing the amount of time I’ve fucked my fist to the thought of you,” he admits when he looks down at you, breaking the kiss.

“Don’t say that,” you say out of breath.

“It’s the truth, love,” he says, his fingers never once stopping to move inside your cunt. “I’m so damn addicted to you.”

His eyes are glued to your face, watching you contorting with pleasure below him. You’re so fucking wet and needy. Naturally, your legs open wider to let him settle even more between them. His body is pressed flush against yours, and you swear you can feel his bulge against your thigh. Moans fall out of your mouth at an impossibly fast pace. By the end of the night, you’ll lose your voice.

Jungkook keeps kissing down on you, getting lower and lower. His hot breath against your skin makes you shiver, and your hands tug even harder at his hair. Not once has he stopped moving his fingers inside you. You’re very very close, and he knows it.

When he reaches the bottom of your stomach, he switches to your inner thigh, pressing hot and wet kisses. “God, your scent drives me crazy,” he mumbles in between kisses.

“Guk, what are you saying?” you manage to say with a ragged voice.

He places a kiss on your dripping entrance, his eyes looking up at you.

“You look so fucking pretty, love,” he says before kissing you again.

The pleasure shoots up your body, making you even weaker. You’re so damn close, and he’s showing you no mercy. His tongue flicks against your core to gather the drops of your arousal falling down.

Your moans get louder and louder as his mouth and fingers torture you in a way that makes you forget your own name. By now, you’re sure his neighbors are fully aware of what is going on in his bedroom.

Jungkook buries his face in you, his mouth hot and messy as he drinks up every bit of the juices pouring out of your pussy. His tongue flicks your clit, and he groans as he parts your folds. You’re basically crying out by now, your fingers pulling his hair.

“Guk…” you moan. “I’m so… I’m close.”

You’re quivering, your thighs threatening to close with how intense and overwhelming everything is. The way his tongue is torturing you almost feels like he’s worshiping you.

“Come for me, love,” he says softly against your core, his fingers exquisitely curving inside you.

And then, the orgasm hits you violently, a loud and guttural moan falling from your lips. Your back is impossibly arched while you close your eyes in ecstasy. The orgasm is so intense that it makes you see stars. Without realizing, your legs close around him, squeezing him as your entire body spasms and traps at the same time his fingers inside you.

When you finally open your eyes, your gaze instantly meets his. He’s intently looking at you, watching you fall apart under his ministration. He doesn’t move his fingers anymore, giving you time to come down from your high. His tongue, however, doesn’t stop lapping at your dripping wetness.

Jungkook stops torturing you before hovering over you all over again. His lips shine with your juices, which, honestly, is a massive turn-on. Without giving you the time to realize whatever is going on, he kisses you passionately. His tongue in your mouth allows you to taste yourself, and it makes you moan. This is so filthy, but you absolutely love it!

He steps back to remove his pants and underwear, leaving him bare in front of you. He looks hot, like super hot. His entire body is a work of art, but you know that behind it, there’s a lot of work. Jungkook didn’t just wake up one day with that toned body. He spends countless hours at the gym, and you admire him for his dedication.

Before meeting him, you’ve tried to go to the gym, but after a month, you gave up. It’s not for you. But it’s not just the gym. You’re the type of person to start something, and after a while, you just stop. So, you’ve already tried tons of things, but none of them ever stuck.

Well, but that’s not important right now. You’re about to have sex with your boyfriend, and it isn’t the right time to dwell on that.

“You’re okay?” Jungkook suddenly asks with concern.

“Yeah, yeah,” you nod. “Just thinking about how sexy you look,” you say before offering him a smile.

The prettiest smile stretches his lips, brightening his entire being. Every time you compliment him, it’s like you offered him the moon. His entire being lights up every single time, and you can’t help but find him extremely adorable.

Jungkook steps closer to press the gentlest kiss on your lips. “Let me go grab a condom,” he mumbles against your lips.

“No need,” you say while grabbing his arm.

Your boyfriend frowns. “You’re sure?”

Right after you had your first time together, you both decided to get tested. On your end, it wasn’t needed since you hadn’t done anything in years, but you still did it. Jungkook was visibly worried about his results because throughout his entire marriage, he didn’t use protection and was scared that he had contracted something from his ex-wife. If it were the case, honestly, she’d be a complete bitch.

Thankfully, the results came back negative, which reassured the two of you. Jungkook had proposed that you’d receive his results and he yours. It was a cute gesture because at least none of you could lie, but you were sure it wouldn’t have been the case.

However, you still decided to use condoms. It was a mutual decision because you expressed very clearly that you wouldn’t take the pill. You had tried it years ago and absolutely hated it. There was no way you’d get back on that. The gynecologist suggested other contraceptives, but none of them seemed right.

Jungkook never forced you, which, to you, is honestly the most romantic gesture one could do. Instead, he proposed using the tracking app, Flo. He took the premium version, which also gave him access. It’s very simple. You indicate whenever your period starts, and based on that, the app can estimate when you ovulate.

On his end, he gets to see it too and even has some advice on how to help you through every single cycle. It’s honestly one of the best things you’ve ever seen. So, thanks to it, you know you’re not ovulating right now, and the chances of getting a surprise are very low.

“Absolutely,” you nod. “We’re both clean, and I’m not ovulating.”

“Right,” he says. “I just want you to be a hundred percent sure, love.”

“I am,” you cup his face in your hands. “I want this.”

He presses a gentle peck on your lips, which makes you melt. Obviously, it makes you a bit nervous because, yeah, you can get pregnant, and you also tend to overthink everything. However, you know everything is going to be alright. The chances are very low, and no matter what, you’ll have Jungkook.

“Alright then,” he says with a smile. “But I want you to ride me.”

“Oh,” you basically gasp.

“It’s torture listening to you repeating you want a ride on my bike,” he begins explaining, “especially when my mind takes me to unholy places.”

You chuckle. “Could have asked before.”

“Didn’t want to pressure you,” he tells you. “I wanted you to trust me enough before trying this.”

“I’ve trusted you since the first time, Guk,” you reply.

“I know, but…” he pauses for a second, his dark gaze still on you. “You hadn’t done anything in years, and I just wanted to do things right.”

Damn, how can he be adorable in the middle of this wild moment? He’s always so thoughtful and lets you set the pace on everything. Sometimes, you even wonder how he can handle that without desiring to rush things off.

“How do you do that?” you genuinely ask.

His eyebrows furrow. “Do what?”

“You always do things at my pace, never rushing anything,” you explain.

“Oh, believe me, sometimes it’s hard,” he chuckles. “But it’s all worth it. I get to be loved by the prettiest woman walking on this earth.”

Without giving it too much thought, you press your lips hard on his, kissing him with a passion you never imagined you had. Jungkook falls over you, hovering over your body all over again, but damn, you love this man so so much. The two of you laugh as his body collides on top of yours.

“Love, do you want me to kill you?” he says against your lips while still laughing.

“Maybe,” you reply.

The sound of his laugh echoes louder in the room, and damn, you’d give your life to keep hearing it forever. He presses another kiss on your lips before wrapping his arms around you and effortlessly pulling you up with him. In seconds, he’s sitting on the bed, his back pressed against the headboard.

Jungkook taps his legs, inviting you to sit on his lap. “Come here, love.”

You don’t even hesitate, crawling on top of him, his cock brushing against your core. The sensation snatches a moan from the two of you. His hands rest on your sides as you grab his shaft and slowly sink down on him. Jungkook fills you up so good, and you swear you can feel him everywhere.

When he’s fully inside you, he holds you down for a moment. “Don’t move yet,” he whispers, looking up at you. The confusion in your eyes betrays you, and he adds, “You feel so good, and I don’t want to come yet.”

You chuckle. “Seems like you really wanted this ride,” you tease him.

“Don’t make fun of me,” he says before gently biting your shoulder.

Even though you really want to move, you remain still, giving him all the time in the world. He looks absolutely cute when he tries to hold himself back, and you don’t resist the urge to run your fingers through his hair, pushing it back to take a proper look at him.

After a moment, he lifts you up and slams you back down without any warning, making your wetness rub all over him.

“Guk,” you whine with absolute surprise.

Your whining doesn’t stop him at all, his hands pressing tighter into your body, and you suck for deep breaths. You’re absolutely not riding him at all, he’s just fucking up into your cunt, showing how damn desperate he is. Your fingers get completely lost in his fluffy hair as you’re trying to brace yourself.

His cock glides in and out of your mess faster and faster. Usually, you tend to close your eyes when you get all freaky with Jungkook, because the feeling of him inside you always gets so overwhelming. However, today, you look at each other deeply, seeing just how the other falls apart.

One of his hands moves down on your body, finding your core, and he runs his thumb on your clit. The second he does do, you come instantly. Damn, the way he already knows how to have you come on him blows your mind. It’s like he’s studied your body for the last couple of months.

“You’re so beautiful,” he says, pressing a gentle kiss on your neck.

Through your high, he lifts you up and down on him while you’re clenching around him. Jungkook doesn’t stop, trying to give you another orgasm and chasing his own. His lips find yours, swallowing every single sound that leaves your pretty lips. Your thighs are twitching on either side of his hips.

Slowly but surely, you can tell that he’s getting closer. In a teasing attempt, you roll your hips, which makes him close his eyes for a second. His cheeks are flushed pink, and a deep groan rumbles from his chest.

“Fuck,” he moans when he opens his eyes again. “I’m so close.”

Those words make you feel so damn proud of yourself.

“Where do you want me to come?” he asks.

For a moment, you hesitate. Should he come inside? Or is it safer if he pulls out? Honestly, you’d like to experience feeling him coming inside of you, at least once in your life. Since the risks are very low, you believe it’s the right time.

“Inside,” you finally say as your hands move down to his neck, gently playing with the hair at his nape.

“Sure?” he asks.

You nod, and after a couple of thrusts, his cock pumps you full. The feeling of your walls being coated with his cum makes you see stars. In seconds, you join him, moaning like a complete mess. Your mouth finds his to kiss him desperately, your body shaking completely as your teeth click together, and saliva dripping from your mouths.

It’s so damn filthy.

His head falls on your shoulder, his cock twitching inside you. “Fuck,” he whimpers in your ear as he holds you tight. His arms wrap your waist, his hips thrusting up and fucking more cum inside you. Jungkook has never come that much. “It feels so good.”

For a moment, you remain in this position, slowly getting down from your highs. This was definitely intense. Juhee had told you many times before that make-up sex is usually the most mindblowing one, and you struggled to believe her. But now, you do.

After a while, he looks up at you. “Well, this wasn’t the surprise I prepared, but damn, this was so good,” he confesses.

“It was more than good,” you admit.

He smiles at you before pressing a kiss on your lips.

“Now let’s get cleaned so we can get to that surprise,” he gently slaps your ass.

You chuckle and slowly stand up, the mix of your cum instantly running down your pussy to your legs as you ease off from him. Jungkook takes you in a bridal style, your arms wrapping around his neck, as he walks to the bathroom.

The two of you shower together with a lot of giggles and kisses, cleaning each other and removing every proof of the steamy sex you just had. Being with him genuinely fills your heart with an outburst of happiness you never thought possible. His lie seems absolutely ridiculous now.

After the shower, Jungkook hands you a helmet, one of the many that he possesses. You’ve stopped counting them because it feels like new ones keep popping up. Now that you know he’s wealthy as fuck, you believe that buying new ones isn’t necessarily a problem for him.

“We’re going on another ride?” you teasingly ask.

A smirk appears on his face as he nods. He also gives you one of his large leather jackets that covers almost your entire body. With a glance at the mirror in his dressing room, you can’t help but smile when you see yourself dressed from head to toe in his clothes. Under the jacket, you’re wearing a white Calvin Klein t-shirt, together with Nike track pants. They’re super large for you, but man, you love to wear his clothes.

“You look hot in my clothes.” His broad body appears behind you, his arms wrapping around you while his head rests on your shoulder. “Could take you all over again right here, in front of the mirror,” he whispers in your ear before kissing the spot right behind it.

“Guk…” you almost moan at the thought of him fucking you in front of the mirror, but you need to leave. Otherwise, you’ll spend the whole evening wrapped around him. “We need to leave. You promised me a surprise.”

“Right,” he presses a kiss on your cheek before stepping back, letting you turn to face him. You press a gentle peck on his lips.

“Can’t wait to see what you prepared.”

The two of you leave his place, jump on his bike, and he drives you all over again through the city. Nothing will ever beat the feeling of being pressed against him on his bike. Going on a ride with him always makes you feel so damn alive. Whenever you find yourself inside his car, you almost regret it.

He also looks fine as hell with a helmet.

As you look around, the houses and streets seem oddly familiar. A sudden sadness spreads through your chest, and you realize where he’s taking you, which makes you hold him tighter. You’re heading straight to that spot you first went to together. The spot that healed your broken heart in so many ways.

Since that day, you haven’t come with him, but have done a couple of times by yourself. Saying you didn’t cry those times would be a total lie. Remembering your best friend brought back many memories, good and bad. You still miss him deeply, and now, you wish he could have met Jungkook. You’re absolutely certain he would have loved him.

Jungkook stops his bike exactly where he did six months ago. He climbs off the bike, extending his hand to help you out. With some hesitation, you take it.

“What are we doing here?” You weakly ask.

“Let me show you,” he softly says before freeing his head from the helmet, and you do the same.

His fingers intertwine with yours as he guides you both to your spot. Your heart is beating way too fast, scared to find or see something that might devastate you. Jungkook squeezes your hand as if he understands how nervous you feel.

When you reach it, a new bench has been placed at the exact spot you always stay, which surprises you a lot. Jungkook stops right in front of it, his hand still holding yours very tightly. The two of you stand before it, his eyes moving from the bench to your face.

“I know this is where you come when the pain is overwhelming, or when the grief becomes suffocating,” he begins saying, and you inevitably look at him. “I also know you’ve been back quite frequently since we started dating.”

Oh, he did notice. This clenches your heart, and you have to hold back the tears, even though you already know it’s a lost cause.

“At first, I felt guilty, thinking it was my fault, but then, Juhee and Yoongi made me realize that our relationship really affected you emotionally,” he marks a tiny pause. “The last time you were in one, Lucas was still alive, but he isn’t anymore. Your struggles about our relationship weren’t just about you being alone for so many years; it was also about your grief.”

Juhee spoke to him about it… In a heartfelt moment, you confessed to your best friend how being with Jungkook messed you up on a lot of levels. It brought back the suffocating memories of the time you lost Lucas, because as he just said, the last time you were in a relationship, he was still alive. Now, he isn’t anymore, and you had to navigate this all without him.

“All I’ve ever wanted was to make you feel loved and help you to ease your life, especially after everything you went through four years ago,” he continues explaining. “I’ve been thinking about the many ways to make this place a better one for you. I know this right here is what helps you with the pain, and I also know you spend hours on end here. So I thought you could have a little bench to rest when staying up becomes too hard.”

Tears start streaming down your face, but what truly gets you to cry is the engraving in the bench. ‘In loving memory of Lucas’ with his birth and death years. Jungkook did all of this for you. He did it while you were still trying to navigate his lie. The small things he’s been doing since knowing you are priceless.

Jungkook doesn’t scream or shout how in love he is. He shows it. And every single thing he does makes you fall even more for him. Sometimes, it feels like it is all a dream, and that a man like him can’t possibly exist. But he does.

And this right here means so much to you.

If, four years ago, someone had told you what Jungkook just did for you, you would have laughed in their face, not believing a single word. How could you even believe them? Elliott had just broken your heart, and Lucas had just passed. You were more than a mess back then.

“Guk,” you whisper before falling into his embrace.

You completely fall apart in his arms, crying as if you had just learned Lucas was gone. Your fingers hold onto him with desperation, and he just holds you there.

“I got you, love,” he mumbles against your hair. “I’m right here.”

One might think that grief gets easier over time, but it’s a lie. One day, you might be just fine, and the next, you might cry until your entire soul is drained. Grief isn’t linear. It’s filled with ups and downs, but it never leaves you. It’s always there because the emptiness left in your heart can’t ever be replaced. A piece of your heart was ripped apart and will never come back.

Grief is painful.

Remembering Lucas isn’t always easy, and this gesture is beautiful and agonizing at the same time. Your best friend would have loved Jungkook for sure, because who on earth does this?

It becomes even more evident that you can’t let him go. Jungkook needs to be part of your life. Nobody else would ever do half of the things he’s done for you. And this is just the beginning of your story.

The following days have honestly been the best. Jungkook treats you like an absolute queen—nothing new—and the amount of time you’ve had sex is frankly ridiculous. It’s like you can’t keep your hands to yourselves, or like you’re trying to make up for the time lost, even though you’re sure you’ve already done it by now.

You’ve also been going to your little spot quite often, sitting on the bench for hours. Without realizing it, Jungkook healed a part of you that you never thought needed healing. Somehow, being there brings you more peace. Every time you run your fingers over your best friend’s name, you never leave without pressing a kiss on your fingers to press it on his name.

Juhee told you she was aware of what he did. Jungkook actually reached out to her for the details of Lucas’s birth and death years. She was also the first person to see the bench, because he wanted to do things right for you.

“The view is still breathtaking,” Jungkook says when he sits next to you on the bench. “Especially at night.”

“How did you know I’d be here?” you ask as your eyes meet his toned figure.

“Intuition,” he mumbles with a little smile.

For a moment, you allow yourself to properly look at him. He’s still wearing his working clothes, meaning that he came straight after work. It leaves you wondering if he went to your place before coming here. Probably.

“Shouldn’t you be holding some boards or whatever a CEO is supposed to do?” you ask.

“I was,” he replies, “but they’re over.”

Jungkook leans his back against the bench, his gaze shifting from you to the city. You do the same, and the view before your eyes is simply marvelous. For sure, not as pretty as Jungkook, but it’s still a very beautiful view.

“I’m not a CEO 24/7,” he continues. “I’m also a boyfriend, if I can still be one.”

Your heart beats loudly inside your chest. Even though things are a lot better and seem to be back to where they left off, none of you has truly dared to bring the topic to the table. For sure, it’s clear you’ve forgiven him, but maybe it’s better to say it out loud and make it clear for the two of you.

“I’m sure plenty of women would dream of dating you,” you teasingly say.

Somehow, you’re trying to lighten the mood because seriousness right now would be too heavy to deal with.

“I’m not interested in all of them,” he chuckles. “You know it better than anyone else.”

True. It’s something he has made quite clear over these past months.

“You’re the only person who truly matters to me,” he continues without looking at you. “And I’m so sorry that I messed it all up. I’ll do anything to get to hear you say again that I’m your boyfriend.”

Your eyes shift from the city to him. Jungkook always tends to look composed, as if nothing can ever affect him, but tonight he seems vulnerable.

“I love the man that I am when I’m with you,” he confesses. “I’m not Jeon Jungkook, or a CEO, nor the son of Jeon Minju. I’m just Guk.”

Your heart misses a beat at his words. He’s never hidden from you that you’re the only person who truly got to see him for who he is, and that, honestly, has always made you feel quite special. Like you’re someone who got VIP access to the all-mighty Jeon Jungkook—the man every woman desires.

“Just hearing you call me that turns me on, like I’m a damn teenager in heat,” he chuckles, and you can’t help but get closer to him. Your hand instantly finds its way to his neck, your fingers absentmindedly playing with the hair at the nape. Even like that, Jungkook still doesn’t look your way. “And it was pure torture not to hear it for a couple of days.”

“Unless you’re hiding something else, I won’t ever stop calling you ‘Guk’,” you tell him.

His head finally turns, his gaze landing on you. Even in the dark, you can see the softness in his eyes, and it makes you melt.

“I swear I’m not,” he promises. “There’s nothing else about me to uncover. You know every side of who I am.”

His hand rests on your cheek, his thumb delicately stroking your cheek. The intimacy of this moment prevails over any sex you’ve ever shared. You’re the kind of person who values way more moments like this than sexy times. For sure, both are part of a relationship, but the weight they carry is very different for you.

“Well, I still need to know better Mr. CEO,” you reply with a smile. “He seems a bit too full of himself.”

A bright smile spreads across his handsome face.

“It’s better if you know him superficially,” he replies. “He’s not really a cool guy.”

“I still want to,” you admit. “He was very sexy when I met him at NovaTech.”

“Oh,” he pauses for a second. “Might need to bring him out more often.”

“I wouldn’t mind,” you reply. “You’re hot when you try to protect me.”

His smile grows wider, and you can’t resist the urge to press your lips against his. The kiss is slow and passionate—a mirror of what you feel right now. His tongue swipes against your lower lip, inviting you to open your mouth, which you do.

“I thought you had a personal preference for the biker,” he whispers against your lips.

“I sure do,” you offer a smile as you take a gentle step back to look at him. “But the protective boyfriend is somehow better.”

Jungkook mirrors your facial expression, and you swear his smile reaches his eyes. He’s so adorable.

“Boyfriend, huh?” He asks.

“Unless you have some objections, I believe you’re still my boyfriend,” you play with his hair, trying to calm your nerves.

“I have none,” he replies.

Jungkook kisses you again, and you melt into the kiss. Now, it’s absolutely clear where you both stand. Despite it all, you’re still boyfriend and girlfriend, and there’s nothing else in the world you’d like more.

After that, you both head to his place to spend the night together. Needless to say, the neighbors might have heard how freaky you got in bed, but you don’t care. What matters most is that you get to spend time with him.

The next morning, Jungkook takes a shower while you get dressed for work. Lately, you’ve been spending a lot of time at each other’s place, so you’ve decided to keep some clothes in order to avoid going around before work. It saves a lot of time—time that can be used together. However, you can’t help but notice he bought you some extra clothes that he keeps in his dressing room. It makes you smile like an idiot, and the thoughtful gesture melts your heart.

Can he just stop being adorable?

To surprise him, you try on the red shirt, together with a white pair of classic pants. They fit you all perfectly, as if Jungkook had studied your body. For a second, you look at yourself in the mirror, and you instantly smile. The outfit is honestly cute.

“Love,” you hear Jungkook calling out for you.

“Coming,” you scream to make sure he hears you.

In a rush, you head to the bathroom. Your boyfriend is standing in the middle of the room, a towel covering his lower body, and his hair is fully damped. He’s hot. Your eyes shamelessly roam up and down his body, while you bite your lower lip.

“Don’t look at me like that, love,” he smirks.

“Can’t help myself,” you teasingly say.

Jungkook shakes his head before saying, “I need your help with my hair.”

Last night, he told you he has rather important meetings today. Apparently, he’s signing a new deal, also has a board to discuss the future of a company, and other important stuff at his family’s company. A quite heavy day awaits him today.

Jungkook shows you the Dyson Hairwrap resting next to the sink. Of all things, you never pictured your boyfriend owning one. For sure, he’s very careful with his image, but you always imagined that if he needed help with his hair, he’d have a hairdresser or something like that. You never thought he’d do it by himself.

“How come you have this?” you ask.

“My brother bought it the other day because apparently it’s easier, but I don’t know how to use this shit.”

You laugh, your eyes quickly looking at it. Junyoung gifted his brother with the pink edition, and this is absolutely funny. Right now, you’d even say that he bought it to tease his brother, not help him.

“It’s not funny,” he says.

“It absolutely is,” you instantly reply.

Even though this is absolutely funny, you’ll help him out. By any means, you aren’t a hairdresser at all, but the simple fact that he asks you to help him out melts your heart. There’s no way you aren’t doing his hair.

“Let me help you,” you add.

You turn your back on him to set it all up. As you go through the little box, you check which brush to use. Jungkook watches you from behind you, as if he’s trying to study your every move. Once ready, you turn around to face him with the Hairwrap in your hand.

“Come closer,” you order him, and he does so without complaint.

You’ve never done anybody’s hair before, so it’s a first time for you, and you’ll try your best. The sound it makes when you turn it on surprises Jungkook.

“This is loud,” he instantly says.

You chuckle, nodding, and then start doing his hair. Jungkook doesn’t move at all, his eyes only watching you while you get him ready.

“Don’t you have hairdressers?” you ask him.

“If I need to,” he replies.

“Then, why don’t you reach out to one?”

“If you can help, I don’t need them,” he instantly explains.

You simply smile and focus back on your task, but you can’t ignore the way your heart squeezes inside your chest. Honestly, if he keeps asking you this every day, you’ll just do it. After all, he’s your boyfriend.

“This outfit looks great on you,” he says at some point.

“Thanks for buying it,” you smile at him, your gaze quickly shifting to him. “You didn’t need to.”

“I’d buy an entire store for you, love,” he nonchalantly says.

You chuckle. “It’s not needed. This is perfectly fine.”

This whole I-have-a-lot-of-money shit is something you’ll need time to adjust to. It’s still very new to you, and you’ve gotten to notice how he’d gladly throw his money away for you. You don’t want it, but it won’t be easy to convince him otherwise, as he’s quite stubborn.

Jungkook doesn’t reply, letting you continue with styling his perfectly soft hair. You absolutely adore the feeling of it in your fingers. He definitely takes good care of himself.

“Okay, I’m done,” you say once you’re proud of the final result, your fingers quickly running through his hair for a final touch.

While you put down the brush and unplug it, Jungkook looks at his reflection in the mirror behind you. He doesn’t touch or try to rearrange it. Then, he looks at you, his body trapping you against the sink. His hand lands on your lower back, pulling you closer.

“It’s perfect, love,” he whispers against your ear before nuzzling his face on the crook of your neck.

His hair tickles your throat, and a chuckle escapes your lips. By pure reflex, your arms wrap around his neck. Your eyes flutter shut to enjoy this gentle but soft moment. If this is what eternity will feel like with him, you’ll gladly take it. In his arms is the place you’d forever want to be.

“Thanks,” he mumbles.

“Any time,” you reply as you press a kiss on his shoulder.

Falling for this man wasn’t in your plans, but man, it’s the best thing that has ever happened to you. Letting him go now is absolutely out of the question. For sure, you didn’t make it easy for him, and you’re absolutely certain that it will continue. Being on your own all these years taught you that you could do it all, but now you have someone by your side who’s ready to do it all.

It’s not always simple, but you’re ready to work on yourself. You’re so madly in love with him that you’d do anything to keep him. This whole lie also made you realize that he just wanted you to love him truly, which was the case. If you had found out earlier about who he was, maybe things would be completely different today. Maybe he wouldn’t even be part of your life.

Through it all, you’re grateful for his patience. He has never once pushed you out of your comfort zone to fit into his expectations. In fact, he has shown you over and over again that he’s there if you need him and even when you think you don’t.

Jungkook has taught you that love is easy and uncomplicated.

Life seems better since he has unexpectedly appeared, and you wouldn’t trade him for anything else in the world. He can even buy you the moon if he wants, but you wouldn’t care, because all that matters to you is him. You can’t wait for what life has in store for the two of you. In the end, you were made for loving each other.

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