"Ugh, I'm so fucking exhausted," Jungkook groans as he walks out of his cabin while massaging the sore muscles of his shoulder. His eyes squeezed shut as a look of discomfort masked his features because of the aching muscles. Head slightly tilted backward, showing his pale, spotless neck and the adam apple of his throat.
When Jungkook opened his eyes, the first thing he saw is Jackson looking at him while smiling awkwardly. Jungkook rolled his eyes before he sends a slight glare at his assistant. He can notice the slight tilt of Jackson's body as if he's being uncomfortable for some reason or just having difficulties standing straight.
Maybe because of a certain incident of him doing push-ups while his heavy-ass boss was sitting over his precarious back.
"I'm not going to apologize to you or something. Do you know how precious those files are to me? And your stupid ass decides to drop them." Jungkook commenced scolding his assistant while he started to walk through the hallways, passing by numerous cabins of other attorneys. Jackson followed him from behind like a lost puppy. "You know damn well how important those files are to me. If I win this case, I not only going to get a thick amount of money but also a well-deserved reputation, just like I used to have back in California." Jungkook grumbled out as his gaze was fixed on the path he was walking, eyebrows furrowed together in annoyance as his feet takes loud steps.
Jackson just takes in his boss every scolds and insults with a silent nod while looking down.
"Defending a murderer is not a piece of cake. The whole case is stressing me the fuck out so stop making shit worse for me," Jungkook finished his scolding and halted on his spot only to turn around to face Jackson who stumbles on his step and managed to stride back without bumping himself against his boss and piss him even more.
Jungkook sighed before he eyes his assistant up and down with a look of judgment before returning his gaze towards his face, placing both of his hands over his hips, "Did you hire an escort just like I told you to?" The blonde asked while his fierce eyes bored holes through Jackson's face.
Jackson immediately got alert and was also a little bit excited at the mention of the obligation that his boss has given him. He did the work just like he was being told and he's sure that he didn't leave any room for Jungkook to complain this time.
He wants to impress his boss so that he doesn't stay mad at him for long anymore or else it's going to affect his salary.
So Jackson nodded his head instantly with enthusiasm lacing through his handsome feature. "Of course, sir. I did! He's a big bulky guy with a. . ." Jackson trailed off as he suddenly sucked on his breath when he realized what he was going to say. The enthusiasm soon faded away into thin air. A blush immediately spread over his cheeks and an awkward look soon masked his feature.
But he can't stop here as well. He has to continue what he was saying since Jungkook is looking at him with furrowed eyes like he's waiting for Jackson to complete the sentence. So to not anger his boss, even more, Jackson gulped, throwing his embarrassment out of the window he decided to complete the sentence. ". . .dick. With a— with a g-giant dick. I'm sure he can satisfy you." Jackson let out, cringing internally for saying those words like he's doing a porn commercial.
Jungkook stared at Jackson for straight ten seconds who was looking anywhere but Jungkook as he shifts on his spot, feeling uneasy. Not because of the pain in his backbones, he was being uncomfortable because of the topic that he's discussing with his boss right now.
All the time Jackson was just rambling inside his mind that why can't his boss hire an escort by himself and why the fuck he needed to include Jackson in his sex life?
Like he's just an assistant for fucks sake. He manages Jungkook's schedule, meetings, and other important stuff. Now does he needs to manage his sex schedule too? Does he have to talk to those escorts again? Can't his boss handle his personal life by himself?
"I'm so fucking disappointed," Jungkook mumbled out as he turns around. By the time, they were already in front of the blonde head's car. Jackson widened his eyes at that.
Disappointing his boss is the last thing he wants. Especially not after upsetting him with his clumsy demeanor.
"W-What? Mr. Jeon, I swear you'll enjoy your time with him. He also has five stars and stuff and I also heard his dick is amazing—"
"I'm not talking about you. I'm disappointed in myself." Jungkook cut off the panicked guy through his mid-sentence. Jackson let out a sigh of relief after hearing it resulting in his shoulders slumping down, relaxed.
"I'm disappointed at myself because I'm not getting the dick that I want." Jungkook let out through gritted teeth. His back facing Jackson as his tattooed fingers brush against the doorknob of his Mercedes-Benz.
"What can I do anyway? He's so fucking stubborn and hard to get. I can't force him now, can I?" Jungkook grumbles out mindlessly. He was just expressing his anger and frustration, he doesn't even care if anybody was here to listen to him or not. He just wants to vent and let everything off of his chest.
Jackson just stared at the back of Jungkook's bright blonde locks, looking confused and lost as fuck.
Soon silence erupted around them, only the faint noises of cars running through the main road can be heard. . .
until Jungkook's phone started to ring loudly into the slacks of his pocket.
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Taehyung sighed through his nose as he stares down at the floor blankly. There is a cut on his apple cheek with dried blood sticking to the slit. His hair was messy and slightly wet because of the police officers pouring water over his head to get rid of the headache he had after the accident. His honey-brown hairs that usually stay pushed upward with gel now fall flat over his eyes, almost covering them.
His red tie was loose around his neck with the first two buttons of his white button-up being undone, showing the wings of his chest bones. His long sleeves were rolled up and the hem of his shirt wasn't even tucked inside the waistband of his slacks.
He was a mess but how did he still manage to look so fucking hot? Well, it's a question no one probably knows the answer to.
Taehyung, who was hanging his head low the whole time while leaning down with placing both of his forearms over the roof of his thighs, raised the orbs of his eyes a little when he felt a gaze staring right at him. He raised his head slowly and looks at the man in his late 40s sitting comfortably on his seat like he'll melt over the surface at any second.
The man threw a smile at him when their eyes greeted, of course, not a genuine one, "We met again, Mr. Kim." He said but Taehyung can sense the mockery in his voice even after sitting a desk after from the man.
Taehyung rolled his eyes before answering, "This time it wasn't my fault, director. You know that." Taehyung uttered or more grumbled out.
The director nodded his head in agreement. "Indeed, it was not your fault." The old man agreed before his eyes trailed to the other male sitting across from Taehyung. The same young guy who hit Taehyung's car and caused all those bruises and a mild headache.
Taehyung is now sitting in the police station, inside the director's cabin with the guy who hit his car out of nowhere. They both were sitting across each other before the enormous huge desk of the director who was waiting for their lawyers to come and settle the matter.
Since Taehyung is a CEO and the guy who hit him is also a CEO's son, they know better than anyone else that this matter is going to be resolved right then and there with some filthy amount of money being pushed inside the officer's pockets.
Taehyung looks at the guy who hit him and almost took his life away before he sighed heavily. Truth to be said, he's not mad at the guy, he looks young after all. There's no use being mad at the guy anyway because if his parents taught him proper guidance and manners, the guy wouldn't be this spoiled and this messed up.
He blames the parents.
The whole time the guy was looking down. Taehyung can't exactly tell if the guy is guilty or just scared. Two pairs of metal cuffs were engulfing his wrists in a possessive way.
Suddenly, the door of the cabin burst open, revealing someone. Before Taehyung could even notice how the young teenager's eyes lit up as soon as his eyes lay on the new presence in the room, he also turn his head towards the person, an adrenaline rush raced through his whole being.
His own foxy eyes met with the round doe ones, staring back at him with a dark glint. Blonde hair fell over his eyes from one side.
"You seem to love getting into a lot of accidents, huh?" That was the first thing Jungkook said as he glares daggers into Taehyung while slowly sauntering toward him. "Lost the will to live that soon, Kim?" He uttered darkly as his feet stopped right before Taehyung who looked up at him with big puppy eyes.
Before Taehyung could open his mouth, the director beats him to it.
"This time, it's not his fault. It's the young man here who hit Mr. Kim's car." The director proclaimed, pointing toward the teenage boy who was looking up at Jungkook the whole time with an optimistic gaze.
Jungkook averted his gaze from the director and turn his head towards the said guy. But then his eyes widened from their normal size when he saw who it was.
"Gim Seung?" Jungkook let out in a surprised tone. Mouth slightly ajar as he stared down at the young lad. "What are you doing here?" He asked or more like growled out in a threatening tone.
Seung scooted up from his chair and march forward to grip Jungkook's biceps with his cuffed hands. "Mr. Jeon, did you come here to save me? I swear I didn't do it on purpose. Mr. Kim's car just came out of nowhere—"
"Shut the fuck up." Jungkook let out a low growl as he glares down at the teen boy with his eyebrows deeply furrowed together in rage. "You're reeking alcohol and you dare to blame him?" He said through gritted teeth, referring to Taehyung as 'him'.
"I warned you to not make any further trouble for me, didn't I?!" He then finally snapped at the guy who immediately looked down, the blonde head towering over him, "I swear I didn't think his car will suddenly come in front of mine. . ." Seung trailed off as his gaze fixed on the ground, voice slightly wobbling.
Jungkook looks over his shoulder and saw Taehyung was looking up at them with furrowed eyes with pure confusion lacing through them. His eyes then roam over the bruises that Taehyung had from the accident. His white shirt was stained with small drops of blood over his chest area. Probably the wound that he got on his forehead caused the blood to spill over his shirt too.
Though this time, Taehyung's wounds were treated before even his arrival. A white bandage was wrapped around his forehead, just like how Jungkook did last time when Taehyung got into an accident.
Looks like the warning that he threw to the police officers actually worked.
And except for a few scratches here and there (such as over his apple cheek and bottom lip), Taehyung thankfully didn't have any mild injury.
He got lucky for the second time.
But still, seeing Taehyung like this was pissing Jungkook off. So clenching his jaw, he looks back over at the young lad again, "Go to your filthy rich father and tell him to find some other lawyer for you to settle this matter. Because I'm not here for you." Jungkook asserted in a harsh tone which caused Seung to snap his head up towards Jungkook with wide eyes.
"Just because I'm handling your case doesn't mean I will lurk behind you like a stray dog and will clean up the stupid mess you spread!" Jungkook spat right on his face with a dark glare before averting his gaze from the boy who was standing there shocked, confused, and puzzled.
The blonde head gazed down at the general before speaking, "Can we leave?" He asked in a cold tone, referring to both him and Taehyung as 'we'.
"Of course, just sign here." The director answered before pushing an FIR file toward the attorney. Jungkook hurried toward the desk and snatched a pen from the pen holder before signing the white paper.
The blonde head then wrapped his tattooed fingers around Taehyung's arm and made him stand up before he started to drag Taehyung from there.
"M-Mr. Jeon! Where are you going?! Please don't l-leave me!" The guy suddenly shouts out in a panicked tone. Eyes wide in fear and face holding a pure glimpse of horror.
Jungkook halted on his spot before he turned around and glares at the guy. "I'm your lawyer only through the case. Other than that, I don't know you." Jungkook stated, tone cold as ice before he turns around and walks away with Taehyung trailing behind him.
Leaving Seung alone there with the officers. Disastrous and helpless.
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"You know him?" Taehyung asked as he looks over at Jungkook who was currently driving the car.
The blonde head didn't answer as he kept his focus on the road while driving. Eyes furrowed together in annoyance and also anger but he didn't utter a word after they both left the police station.
Taehyung sighed and looks forward, watching the long trail of cars in front of them through the windshield.
Taehyung looks down at his lap before he bites the inner skin of his bottom lip. He turns his head towards Jungkook again before speaking, "Okay, I heard the conversation between you two. You're handling his case, right? Then why didn't you take his side?" Taehyung asked, his voice coming out softer than he would like.
Jungkook yet again ignored the older. Taehyung pursed his lips and nodded his head at the silent treatment. Feeling kind of hurt that Jungkook is treating him like he's a nobody. Actually, the truth is, Taehyung is not used to Jungkook treating him like this.
So cold and harsh.
"Are you not going to talk to me—"
"Shut your mouth before I stitch them."
And that was all Taehyung needed to shut his mouth and look forward at the road again. And just like that, their rid went in complete silence with Taehyung stealing glances at Jungkook from time to time.
"Take me to your house."
"Why?"
"Just— please."
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Taehyung set over the edge of Jungkook's bed as he watched the blonde head rummaging inside his closet in search of some comfortable clothes for the older to wear.
Taehyung's ears perked up when he heard the younger scoff, "I was about to get a good fuck in a while but you ruined everything." Jungkook grumbles out as he took out a white t-shirt, now his hands search for a pair of sweat pants.
A heavy grimace masked Taehyung's feature after hearing it. "Wait, you were about to sleep with someone else?" He asked while looking at Jungkook's back with a heavy frown.
The younger stopped his movements at the question before he looks over his shoulder to glance at Taehyung. "If you can fuck your little husband then why can't I sleep with someone else?" He mocked before turning to the closet again and grabbing a pair of sweat pants.
Jungkook turns his body around entirely before he looks down at Taehyung, "We're not labeled, Kim. I can sleep with whoever I want." The younger reminded the older which caused Taehyung to look down with a heavy scowl.
The blonde rolled his eyes and sauntered toward Taehyung before placing the pieces of clothes over the bed, beside him.
"Why did you call me instead of your husband?" Jungkook asked in a monotonous tone but there was still a hint of coldness present there as he towers over Taehyung while darkness literally radiates around him. Taehyung didn't answer, still looking down at the floor with a sulk.
Jungkook slowly strolls closer to Taehyung before he gently inserted his bony fingers through the older's honey brown locks. But then he harshly grip his hair and yanked his head upwards, forcing the older to look at him. A hiss escaped through Taehyung's lips as his face scrunched into discomfort at the sudden pain rushing through his scalp. He slowly fluttered his eyes open and finally looks at Jungkook.
The blonde head leans down so that their faces are just a finger's distance from each other. "What do you think I am? Your pet dog? You think I'll let you use me like that, Kim?" Jungkook growled as his voice drops into an octave low.
"You'll come to me whenever you get yourself into trouble and then leave after using me? You think you'll use me to get rid of the scandals so that you stay clean and innocent in front of your husband?" Jungkook confided in a mocking tone as he stares down at Taehyung with his fierce eyes.
"Such a mastermind you are, Kim," he said and shook his head with a bitter chuckle. Taehyung just stares up at the younger with his own confused gaze. But he remained calm because he knows Jungkook just having a misunderstanding and nothing else.
"You know, I'm so fucking pissed off at you. You come to my life and then leave, then again come and then leave again. And you know what pisses me off even more? How I'm not capable of doing shit against you even after what you've done to me. I don't know what stopping me from destroying your life and breaking you in every way possible but it sure is pissing me off." Jungkook gritted out under his breath as his grip around Taehyung's locks tightened. His jaw clenched and unclenched in anger and frustration.
Taehyung just simply sighed before he closed his eyes for a few seconds and opened them again. "Everything is over between me and Jimin. I asked for a divorce but he refused. I'm signing the divorce paper either way."
Jungkook was shocked that would be an understatement. He looks down at Taehyung as his brows now flew upward in surprise as the grip around the older's hair loosened subconsciously.
"So you decided to come back to me?" Jungkook asked with a raised brow.
Taehyung smiled bitterly before shaking his head. "I didn't come back to you because I want to use you or something. It's just— I'm helpless and lonely. There is no one beside me who I can seek comfort or nourishment from, except for you." Taehyung muttered as he felt Jungkook's fingers leaving his hair and soon the weight of his hand vanishing into thin air.
"But if you want, I can walk out right now. That's fine with me," Taehyung stated and flashed a small, sad smile towards Jungkook.
Jungkook straightened up his posture and looks down at Taehyung in disbelief. He can't believe Taehyung actually did that. That he actually asked for a divorce even after being so blindly in love with his best friend. But his attention was seized back to Taehyung when he heard the last part that the older just muttered out.
A mischievous smirk spread over Jungkook's small lips, his cockiness making its return as he felt a sudden adrenaline rush before he started to speak, "Walkout?" Jungkook let out with a raised eyebrow. The blonde slowly started to raise one of his legs before placing the pad of his feet right over Taehyung's heart.
"You think it's so easy for someone to walk out of Jeon Jungkook's life after I let them in?" He said before he pushed his leg forward which caused Taehyung to fall over the piles of sheets with a soft huff.
"Don't you think you need to get taught a lesson for pissing me off, disobeying me, and upsetting me? Huh, puppy?" Jungkook asked with a tilt of his head before he let out a chuckle while staring down at Taehyung who gulped in return.