Jungkook's back slammed against the cold marble wall of the penthouse, wrists trapped above his head by Taehyung's iron grip. His breath stuttered, chest heaving, eyes wide with both fury and fear.
"L-let me go," Jungkook hissed, voice trembling but...
The sun had barely climbed up the pale morning sky when Jungkook’s alarm buzzed on the wooden table.
His eyes fluttered open, and immediately, memory hit him like a thunder—his CEO had said, “Come to my house tomorrow.”
For a moment, Jungkook lay still, his heart thumping with both nervousness and excitement. Then, like someone lit a fire under him, he jumped out of bed, rushed into the shower, and came out dripping fresh, smelling of soap, his hair wet and soft on his forehead.
He towel-dried quickly, pulled on neat clothes, and stood before the mirror fixing his collar. His lips moved softly, practicing what to say, but his own reflection smirked at him nervously.
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Downstairs, he called out toward the kitchen: “Amma, Appa! I’m going to my CEO’s house today. Don’t wait for me at lunch… and if it gets late in the evening, I’ll call you. Don’t worry, okay?”
From the corner, soft footsteps padded in—IU, his girlfriend. She leaned on the doorframe of his room, arms folded, watching him with narrowed eyes.
“Baby… where are you going this early?” she asked, walking in slowly, her long hair falling on her shoulder.
Jungkook turned with a smile, grabbing her by the waist. “CEO’s house, baby. He asked me to come.”
“Why?” she asked instantly, hugging him tightly as though she could stop him from leaving.
Jungkook chuckled and kissed her forehead. “I don’t know, baby. But I’ll come back safe. Don’t worry.”
IU pouted, eyes glossy. “I’ll miss you. But remember, baby… we’re going to be engaged this week. Don’t forget me, hmm?”
Jungkook softened, his smile tender. He cupped her cheeks, pecked her lips, and whispered: “Sure, baby. Always you.”
IU smiled, even as she held his hand tighter for a moment before letting go.
