Joo Jae Kyung x fReader (jinx)

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Y/n pov~

"Hey! Seriously! What do you think you're doing?!"

' uh. . .wh-what did I just wander into. . .?!'

'so Joo Jaekyung is. . . Into guys?'

'or, no, I mean. . . That's not even the point. How can I just walk in here, in the middle of. . .'

'I shouldn't have rushed over so quick. . . What do I do?'

As I get lost into my thoughts I didn't notice that Mr. Joo have noticed me at the door looking down in thought

"Kim Y/n!"

He called for me

"What are you doing out there? Get in here." As soon as he says that the guy with him fwip his head to my direction,

"Ah. . . Erm. . . Hello. . ."

"And just who the hell is that?!" He ask Mr. Joo looking back at him looking irritated

"Ahh. . . So this is how you're gonna play it, is that it?"

"You think screwing some other dude will be enough for you to forget me?"

"You make it sound like we were actually dating, you're just a white" after Mr. Joo said that his a whore he flinched and sweat drop a little

"W-what?!"

"Y-you. . . Fucker!" He mumble trembling

"Fine! Have it your way! You're trash, anyway!" He said as he walk to the door looking at him

"I won't take up any more of your precious time!"

"I hope  you get your ass kicked tomorrow!"

"You're the one who actually needs this shit! You can't even fight unless you fuck, pathetic!" He said furiously and with the last word Mr. Joo grab him in the head and slam him by the wall next to him, with veins popping from his arm I flinch of who hard he slam the guy, blood start to pour out of his nos

"You've been running your mouth for a while now. . ."

"So just know if I do mess up my match tomorrow because of you. . ."

". . . I'm gonna come find you, and kill you. Just you wait and see"

"Waaah"

The guy drop in his knees trembling while holding his face and for Mr. Joo he pull out some cash from his wallet and throw it at the guy, then he turn away then call for me

"You. This way"

"Ah, right!"

'what the. . .?'

'what the heck is going on around here. . .?"

I follow him to his. . .  Mess up bed, with condom wrapper, open lubricant battle, used tissue, used condom with. . . Semen in them😨(😂)

"The place is a mess, but just come in, first" he said look at me, and wow he's handsome, ". . . Yes, sir." I said as I blush looking down, (I definitely didn't blush writing this)

'yikes. . . These are definitely traces of. . . That kind of thing. I can't believe he really does all this all night before match. . .'

"I'll, uh, get set up for your treatment"

'w-whatever, that's none of my business, I just need to do my job, that's all."

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