❛❛A house made of cards, and us, inside Even though the end is visible❞
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The loud ringing of the door bell resonated through the thin air of the living room.
Seokjin runs down the stairs while glancing at the front door from time to time while fixing his gray coat. He walks across the living room and saunters towards the front door. Twisting the knob and opening it.
"Welcome back, Mr. Jeon." He greeted him with the same professional smile. Plumpy lips glossy from some lip gloss and ebony hair parted in the middle with his mullet resting against the white collar of his shirt.
"Hello, Dr. Kim." Jungkook greeted back. Seokjin furrowed his eyebrows when he didn't see the younger's lips curved upward into a cocky smile or his tempting gaze staring back at him, just to tease the taller male like he always does.
Instead, the younger's tone was kind of off, flat and gloomy as he looks drained out and exhausted.
Nonetheless, Seokjin steps aside, making room for his client to step inside without any further words.
Jungkook sighed and stepped in. His legs automatically lead him to the living room where the two single couches were placed right in the middle of the room, facing each other with a round dark brown small coffee table standing between them.
He took his usual seat, placing one of his legs over the other one's roof of the thigh. Seokjin also enters the room after closing the door and as always, he also took his seat, copying Jungkook's posture but as if it was his signature stance, he placed both of his hands over his lap, close to his lower stomach, combining his long fingers.
Seokjin observed Jungkook. Usually, he always let his client speak first, hence he observed Jungkook who was looking outside the big window with droopy eyes, and waited for the man to speak.
When he realized the blonde head was too immersed in watching whatever he was watching through the window- or he was just immersed in his thoughts -nevertheless, he decided to speak first.
"You don't really look delighted today, Mr. Jeon." Jungkook's ears perked up at the sudden mixer of the deep yet high-pitched voice of his therapist.
He turned his head forward and connected his gaze with the male sitting across from him. "I don't know what am I doing to myself," Jungkook spoke up, voice flat and face lacking emotion.
Seokjin tilted his head, letting the other speak.
"Taehyung," Jungkook paused while looking down at the floor with nothing flashing through those doe pair of droopy eyes. "He came back." He finished.
"He did?" Seokjin repeated.
"Yeah, after demanding a divorce from his husband, he did." You wish Jungkook was looking up at the other male because he failed to notice how the ebony head's eyes slightly widened their size. Almost taken aback before collecting himself.
"You should be happy about it. That's all you wanted after all." Seokjin stated causing the attorney to sigh.
"I'm happy about it, I really am. But when nothing is perfect, happiness also shouldn't be too, right?" Jungkook tilted his head and gazes up at Seokjin with furrowed brows. It was almost like he was questioning himself rather than his therapist.
"Indeed, nothing is perfect and happiness also does not last long. But I need you to be more apparent with your words, Mr. Jeon." Jungkook let out a dry chuckle as he shook his head while bowing his head at the process.
"He still has feelings for his husband. That's why I'm not entirely happy with the whole situation." Jungkook confessed causing his therapist to nod his head.
"Understandable. If I reckon, Mr. Kim— the man you desire, never wanted a divorce from his husband. He is forcing himself to do it probably because he realized how unhealthy it is for him? Or maybe he already realized it long before but needed a push?" Seokjin paused watching his client focusing on his words with his ebony brows- unlike his blonde hair -curved together into a frown.
"And you are the push, Mr. Jeon. You are all he needed."
"So it's not unexpected that he still has feelings for his husband. He just took a step he should've taken a long time ago. I think you should give this man some time to adjust himself to this new environment." Seokjin advice resulted in a nod from Jungkook.
"I know that. Thus, I'm giving him time." Jungkook let out a heavy visible sigh through his mouth. His chest heaved up and then down at the process as he avert his gaze towards the window again. "But only a specific amount," he added. Seokjin furrowed his brows at that.
"You know I'm repeating history?" Jungkook expressed and Seokjin noticed a glimpse of sadness trying hard to mask Jungkook's hard features.
The way his jaw clenched like he was trying hard to hold himself back from breaking through his character and actually show his vulnerable side.
His past always seems to make him vulnerable.
"There was a time when I give chances after chances, forgiveness, my everything to someone only to be disappointed and left used by them." Jungkook let out a heavy sigh after he finished the para. He heaved up his chest and gulped hard, trying to eat up the lump that was threatening to form.
The blonde stood up from the single couch, Seokjin's eyes following him silently. Jungkook slowly walks towards the enormous window and stood there with both of his hands shoved inside the slacks of his pocket. Back facing his therapist.
"You know? First when I seduced, Kim, I really didn't think it was going to be a big deal. I thought I'm just going to play around with him, make him mine, make him my puppet," Jungkook paused and chuckled a bit. His shoulders shake at the process as he slightly turns his body to glance at Seokjin. "I thought it was going to be easy since I've lured many married men in my past," Seokjin sighed through his nose from where he is sitting right now and shook his head seeing the slight smirk over Jungkook's lips and how proud he was talking about the things he has done to other men.
Jungkook's smirk then soon flattered as he turn his gaze towards the window again. Strip layer of the sunlight and the shadow falling over his gorgeous face through the curtains. His jaw clenched again as the previous emotions started to take over his mind again. He could feel his eyes getting slightly blurry, tears.
"I acted like it wasn't a big deal when really it was breaking my heart."
"I underestimate Kim. I thought he was going to be easy to lure but didn't know he has so much love for his husband that it's paining me." Jungkook bites down on the inner skin of his lower lip as he tried hard to maintain his character and not break down like a pathetic prick.
"I don't know what the fuck am I doing to myself!" Jungkook suddenly snarled, his tone growing higher pitched as he nearly shouted. Though there were tears in his eyes his expression holds anger rather than sadness. "I'm letting history repeat itself! I'm chasing after a man whose heart still longs for someone else even after I've done so much for him. Even after I've stepped outside my ego zone. Even after I let my pride aside. Just for him!" At this point, Jungkook was yelling at nothing. His brows furrowed together in anger and annoyance, fists clenched together as his breathing got uneven and his eyes were now visibly glossy.
"But I still want him." Jungkook breathed out, looking down at the floor with an absent mind, head hung low and shoulders slumped down. Soft layers of warm breath escaped through his parted lips. Tears threaten to fall as they shimmer at the edge of his orbs.
"I just can't let go of him. I don't know what effect he has on me but I don't wanna let him go. It's almost like he has become a part of me," Jungkook paused, collecting his thoughts as his eyeballs danced inside his spheres, his eyebrows creased together in concentration as he kept staring down at the floor. "Or am I falling?"
The question itself imposes a heavyweight on Jungkook's heart. He's falling? That's not a good sign since the older hasn't moved on completely yet. What if he gets hurt? What if history makes a turn to him and destroys him again like a tornado?
"Do you think he's using you?" Jungkook's thoughts got interrupted when Seokjin's question sliced through the silence. He turns around and looks at the older through his blurry vision.
"I don't think he is. But it bothers me that he's not completely mine and I'm afraid that in order to make him mine, I can drop as low as I can and involve myself in certain kinds of activity that can go against the law." Jungkook let out in a deep raspy tone. His voice dropped to an octave as his eyes holds a distinct emotion. Rage and evil, almost crazy. That's how it can be explainable.
He sounded out of his mind.
"I want him so much to the point that it's unhealthy. I admit that."
"Is it perhaps, because of your past that you don't want to lose him? Because you don't want to be the victim again?" Seokjin asked from his position head tilted to the side as he looks up at Jungkook.
The blonde head pursed his lips and walks towards the long couch instead. He let his body bend and smoothly place himself over the couch in a laying position. His head rested against the armrest with both of his legs rested over the other end of the armrest.
"It's not completely true but it's not completely false either," Jungkook stated, eyes fixed on the ceiling. "I do not want history to repeat but that doesn't mean I want Taehyung just because of that," Jungkook admitted, legs wiggling over the armrest subconsciously.
There was a pause as the two males didn't utter a word. Jungkook's eyes were focused on the ceiling as various kinds of emotions and thoughts were wandering around his mind, clouding his vision and forcing him to overthink stuff.
"You know what describes the three of us relationship better?" Jungkook asked after a short pause, breaking the silence. Seokjin looks at him, even though the younger laying there with his shoes over the armrest was displeasing him, he yet again decided to slide it for the sake of the situation.
"House of cards."
He answered his own question and looks to his side at the man who raised an eyebrow. "How so?" Seokjin asked.
Jungkook's chest heaved up when he took a long sigh. "Do you know that a house of cards is built by two people and to build the house, two things are broadly important?" He paused to show two of his tattooed fingers. "Aim and effort."
"A relationship is like a house of cards. We have to build it with our aim and effort. But if one puts their effort and the other doesn't, you know what happens?" Jungkook asked looking at Seokjin, expecting a response.
"What?" The older replied.
"Simple, the house falls."
Jungkook chuckled as he sniffled slightly and wipes his tears shaking his head, he puts both of his arms behind his head and he stares up at the ceiling with a bold smile. "What I'm trying to say is, in Taehyung and Jimin's relationship, Taehyung is the one who's trying to build the house but Jimin is breaking it because he's not putting any effort."
Jungkook's bold and optimistic smile slowly vanishes, his palms under his head balled into fists as he was now staring up at the ceiling with a malicious smirk.
"And in mine and Taehyung's relationship, I'm trying to build the house of cards but Taehyung is breaking it. . . because he's putting his effort on the wrong house."
Jungkook turns his head to Seokjin again, his eyebrows furrowed together in solemnity, "And now that Taehyung is willing to put his effort in my house, I can't let him go. Thus, I want him not just because I don't want history to repeat. I want him because I want to heal him and protect him."
Seokjin just stares at Jungkook with nothing but confusion lacing his face. At this point, He doesn't know what the younger's intention is. Is he really falling for Taehyung or just obsessed with him because of his bad past?
Is he really willing to heal Taehyung or is trying to win him?
It's all maze to Seokjin right now. He understands the other had a bad past but again, he doesn't know the full story behind everything.
But most importantly, he doesn't know what Taehyung wants. What he feels. What is his point of view? Is he even genuine to Jungkook or is just trying to move on from Jimin through him.
At this point, Seokjin having a hard time deciding who's the innocent here and who's not. Because to him every one, at some point, seems to be toxic in their own way.
Guess he has to just wait and see?
His thoughts got interrupted when Jungkook mumbled to himself while staring up at the ceiling. "I want him all to myself and I can do anything to make him mine, anything."
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"Mr. Jeon! Come with me!" As soon as Jungkook stepped inside the law firm, Jackson came running to him and started to drag him to a much-secluded area where no one can spot them. It was like his assistant was waiting for him in the parking lot so that he can get a hold of him before he could make his way to his cabin.
Jungkook stared at the back of his assistant's head in confusion and glanced at his wrist which was held by the said guy. "What do you think you're doing?" Jungkook warned deeply while getting dragged by the other. He doesn't like when someone randomly touches him like that. So it was safe to say he was quite unpleased by his assistant's action.
When they were in a secluded area, somewhere in the dark corner of the underground parking lot, Jackson let go of Jungkook's hands and looks at him nervously. "Before you yell at me, hear me out, please," Jackson begged, his face and chest coated with sweat as if he had just come from running a marathon.
Now, Jungkook was also getting skeptical about the situation so he urged his assistant to speak further.
"Mr. Jeon, I don't think it's safe for you to stay in Korea for a week or two." Jackson proclaimed causing Jungkook to frown deeply with confusion prominent through his feature.
"What do you mean?"
"Mr. Gim came here. When he didn't see you, he threatened me instead saying he was going to sue you for purposely losing the case. He— he gave you death threats." Jackson stammered out as he looks up at Jungkook nervously. Fear and anxiety flashed through his feature for his boss.
No matter how asshole his boss was towards him, he knows the man is not that bad and does have a soft side that he doesn't show often. Just because of some punishment he got (though he really didn't deserve them) he can't slide aside the fact that Jungkook has also rewarded him by raising his salary for the smallest things he has done even though he doesn't deserve it too.
I mean, people work hard just to raise their salary, even if it's just a dollar, and here is Jungkook who gives him bonuses, raises his salary, and gives him treats if Jackson does slightly better in his work.
And also as a human, it's obvious that Jackson freaked out when that man was giving death threats to his boss in front of his fucking eyes.
Jungkook sighed out loud while placing his hands over his hips, evidently looking pissed and annoyed. "That fucking bastard dares to threaten me." He grumbles out through gritted teeth.
"God damn it! Guess I have to pack my bags now?" The blonde again muttered in an annoyed tone.
"I'm afraid you have to." Jackson corroborated.
Jungkook looks down at Jackson and patted his shoulder. "Handle everything for me." He uttered seeing Jackson nodding his head immediately.
"Of course, sir. Your safety comes first. You just go and be safe somewhere, I'll call your dad for help. He is a retired lawyer I'm sure he can help." Jackson reassured his boss who nodded with a groan. Stepping out of the dark corner and making his way towards his Benz.
After Jungkook hopped inside of his car and closed the car, Jackson knocked on his windows. The blonde glanced at him and rolled down the transparent glass.
"Why don't you use my car again, Mr. Jeon? What if they attack you on your way back?" Jackson suggested genuinely, looking down at Jungkook with a worried expression.
Jungkook just showed a small smile to his apprehensive assistant as he stretched his hand forward and ruffled the other's jet-black hair. "Don't worry Wang from China, I'll be fine~" He joked with a chuckle to make the situation a little lighter so that the other calms down a bit.
"Take care of yourself and keep me updated. I'm probably going to spend a week or until the situation is settled back in the USA again." He announced getting an instant nod from Jackson.
"Now step aside, I have to move." The blonde warned before turning on the engine. Jackson stepped aside immediately, watching as Jungkook rolled up the window and whirled out of the parking lot.
So his assumption was right. He did get death threats through texts this morning before visiting his therapist but decided to ignore them thinking it's not a big deal. But now that Mr. Gim even came here to personally threaten him, he's a little spooked now.
No matter how bold or emotionless you appear, everyone fears death. Especially a painful one. And he's definitely not ready to die, not that soon.
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Jungkook let out a heavy huff noise after he placed his suitcase filled with his clothes over the edge of the bed. Unlike other days, he wasn't wearing a suit instead, he had black skinny jeans on with a leather jacket along with a black simple tee underneath the thick leather material.
His blonde hair hung over his eyes as he was placing some extra stuff inside his suitcases such as his MacBook, headphones, Bluetooth speaker, and a camera since he likes to film stuff. He doesn't even know what he was going to do back in the USA until the matter is settled and he's safe to come back to Korea. Over that, Taehyung also won't be there to play around with.
So he took anything that can keep him sane and entertained throughout the running process.
Jungkook fished out his phone from his jeans pocket while examining the suitcase, making sure if he was forgetting something or not. He unlocked his phone and glanced down at the screen before going into contacts and dialing a certain number.
After three rings, the phone was answered.
"Hi, honey." Jungkook greeted. A smile dominated his lips when he heard the other's deep chuckle vibrating out from the speaker.
"It's weird hearing you calling me nicknames. Guess I will get used to it." Taehyung's deep yet soothing voice said, causing Jungkook to roll his eyes.
"You were the one who urged us to have nicknames, not my fault. Now suffer." Jungkook asserted. One of his hands holding the phone against his ear while the other one fiddling with the stuff inside his suitcase.
"I won't call it suffering actually."
"Hmm, okay listen. I have bad news. Don't freak out." Jungkook affirmed, noticing the line went completely silent urging him to speak further. "Remember Mr. Gim? Yeah, that brat's father. He's giving me death threats for losing purposely. Not like his son was innocent in the first place." He rolled his eyes right after saying the last phrase.
"So I need to leave the country until the matter is solved. Currently, I'm packing for a small trip to the USA. Don't think you're off my hook. I'll be back to hunt you again." Jungkook finished his explanation, noticing some rush audible sound coming from the other side but he decided to ignore it.
"Okay, I'm confused. Why would he even threaten you for losing? His son was clearly guilty?" Taehyung let out in an evident tone, confusion lacing through them.
Jungkook shrugged, "Well, because I actually could win that case considering he spent a huge amount of money to cover all the evidence. And I just ruined everything." Jungkook smirked when he said the last part. "Also because his son got lifelong imprisonment. He's a father, after all, he's pissed." He reasoned as he hold the phone between his ears and his shoulder blades to zip up the suitcase.
"Are you leaving right now?" Taehyung asked. Jungkook swore he heard a faint sound of the engine turning on.
"Well, yeah. My flight is in two hours so I have to leave soon." Jungkook informed the other male.
"Okay," that was the last thing he heard before the line disconnected. Jungkook takes his phone from between his shoulder blades and ears before looking at the screen with furrowed eyes.
"Rude."
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It's been an hour already and Jungkook didn't hear anything from Taehyung. He sighed when it was his time to leave. Since it will only take 28 minutes for him to reach Incheon airport, he decided to leave an hour early.
Jungkook placed his suitcase in the back of his car trunk before closing the lid. He saunters towards the front and pulls open the door of the driver's seat before hopping in. He started the car and he was off to go. The moment Jungkook's car comes out of the parking lot area and zooms away from in front of his building, at the same time, Taehyung's car also arrived.
The guy immediately stopped his car when he realized Jungkook's car passing by. And for some dumb reason, he step out of his car and started to sprint behind Jungkook's car instead of using his own car to stop him. His mind wasn't working and he did what came to his mind first.
"Jungkook!" He screamed after the younger's car, pulling out his phone and speed dialing him.
On the other hand, Jungkook frowned in confusion when he notice Taehyung was calling him. He took his iPod and answered the call. "H-" "Jungkook, stop the car!" He jolted slightly when Taehyung's rushed tone was the first thing he heard after answering the call. His eyes immediately flew up to the rear mirror and soon noticed a small figure far away from his car trying to catch up with the car's speed.
Jungkook instantly kicked the brake padel and the car stopped. He opened the door and hopped outside, the wind messing up with his hair.
"What the fuck are you doing?!" Jungkook yelled with a heavy scowl since the wind was heavy and also because Taehyung was pretty far away from where he is standing. The other let out a sigh of relief when he saw Jungkook get out of the car. He cut the call and fished the phone back inside his pocket before he started to sprint again.
Taehyung heaved heavily after he finally made it to Jungkook. He bends down, placed both of his hands over his knees, and tried to catch his breath. Taehyung looks up, still bending before he stretched out his hand, a silent request for Jungkook to come closer which the other obeyed.
"Why?" Jungkook let out in confusion as he stood before the older, looking down at him in concern. Taehyung straightens his posture, sweat dripping from his neck. Jungkook eyes the older up and down noticing he was also wearing normal clothes instead of suits. It was odd because he was seeing the older lad wearing fashionable clothes for the first time. He was wearing white sneakers with beige pants, a white tee tucked inside his waistband finishing with a light brown jacket.
And oh boy, does he look even more attractive like that?
Taehyung scoots closer to Jungkook, breathing slightly unevenly because of the running as his chest goes up and down. He wrapped his arms around Jungkook's petite waist before resting his forehead over the younger's shoulder blades, mumbling a soft, "Don't go."
Jungkook couldn't help but let his lips stretch into a smile. "I'm not leaving forever. Just until the matter is settled." The younger spoke softly to the older as his hands draws soothing circles over his broad back.
"Exactly, you don't have to leave because the matter is settled." A deep frown masked Jungkook's doll-like features as he slightly glanced at Taehyung. "What do you mean?"
Taehyung raised his head from Jungkook's shoulder and looks down at the younger. Biting his lips as he started to grow slightly awkward.
"Uhm, you know," Taehyung trailed off as he did a head tilt. "Remember when I said Gim works under my company?"
"Yes?" Jungkook responded, his hands placed over Taehyung's forearms that were wrapped around his fragile waist in a possessive manner.
"Well, I kinda threatened him. I warned him that if he does anything to you I'm going to kick him out of my share and then bankrupt him." Jungkook's eyes flew up in shock. An amused chuckle formed inside his throat subconsciously as he stares up at the older in disbelief, stunned.
"You did that?" He asked in a surprised tone.
"Yeah and also since his son almost took my life, I blackmailed him with that too. I mean it's going to be a big issue if people find out his son almost took a famous businessman's life." Taehyung shrugged after saying that. Jungkook just stare up at the older in shock and lips slightly parted but he was smiling.
He felt a tickling sensation in his stomach but decided to ignore it.
"And Gim agreed?" Jungkook asked, a little astounded by that.
"To a businessman, their son is always their second priority, business comes first because what the fuck are they going to do with their son if they don't even have a business?" Taehyung sighed as he recalled his father's words, rolling his eyes after.
"To them, their son is always just a 'next heir' to them and nothing else. And as expected, Gim choose his first priority, his business. As much as he loves his son, without his business, he's nothing." He explained.
"You're so hot for this," Jungkook rasped out of nowhere, causing Taehyung to blush slightly as he clears his throat awkwardly.
"Aw, my puppy is threatening people for me?" He teased the older further as he snaked both of his arms around the older's neck. The blush over Taehyung's cheek deepens its shade.
"I- I just wanted to help." Taehyung reasoned, not daring to look down at those alluring eyes of the younger. Jungkook chuckled, nudging the older by his nape to lean forward, and when Taehyung followed his silent order, both of them connected their lips.
Taehyung sighed into the kiss, drawing Jungkook closer to himself by his waist as he syncs his lips with the younger lad.
They pull away shortly, Jungkook bites the older's lower lip before pulling away completely. "Such a good boy for me." He whispered, admiring Taehyung's features whose eyes were still closed.
"Okay then, let's go back now," Jungkook stated and was about to pull away but Taehyung's grip only tightened around his waist.
"Uhm, I've already taken a week's break from my work," Taehyung declared, Jungkook raised a brow at that while tilting his head slightly. "So why don't we take advantage of this situation and you know, travel somewhere?" Jungkook laughed slightly, his palm caressing the other's chest lightly.
"Are you going to fuck me in every city we visit?" He teased again as his lips slightly slanted upward into a smirk.
"N-Nothing like that," the taller male denies and looks down, blushing. Jungkook couldn't help but coo at him. Just this morning, he was upset and made a fool of himself in front of his therapist by crying. But now, at this moment, he's feelings giddy inside and he feels like the happiest.
"Where do you want to take me?"
"That's something you have to find out, Doll."