Ten Ok Sung Above. :))
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Namjoon's POV:
We watched them from afar locked in a passionate make out.
By we I mean Ok Sung and I.
Everything had gone according to plan. I felt relief fill my lungs.
If I would have messed this up Seokjin would have killed me.
Speaking of which, I don't see him around.
"Gomawo." I turn to Ok Sung.
He looks at me with a wide smile. I guess he was happy that he pleased me. God, I sound like a Vampire Master talking about his pet.
I had to thank him though. He had made this easier. If we were to approach an outsider or actor everything would go to hell. There would be no privacy too many questions and leaked news.
We couldn't afford to get into a scandal right now. I had told him to stay in touch because he might be useful, never did I think useful in this manner.
What happened was I had listened to some of his work and had texted him saying it was to my liking but he could use some of my advice and improve.
He texted back saying that he'd love to take my advice. We got talking and skipped from one topic to another and somehow I let it slip that I was in a need of a person who could get me out of a predicament. He offered to be that person and everything fell in place.
When I first met him I thought he was nothing more than a stuttering techy. I was wrong to judge him. I owe him a huge favor. Over these past days I've gotten close to him. He's like a little brother.
"Please don't embarrass me by thanking me. I offered to help, you didn't force me or ask me, remember?" he says.
"I know." I roll my eyes.
"Also, what about underground rapping? Did you put in some thought?" I add.
"Uhm- you know, I told you about this. I lack the confidence. My shy personality doesn't help. I'm a really awkward person as you can tell. You've been my inspiration for a really long time. So underground rapping is something I've always been interested in, but even more when I found out that, that's how you started too. I go there every weekend but I've never participated as such and I don't think I can hyung."
"I told you to think about starting to participate and this is what you come up with? Gah!! Okay fine, will it help if I don't know ah- if I come down there, in disguise? Just to get you started up?"
He looks at me with so much shock I think his eyebrows will shoot out of his forehead.
"Really? You'd do that for me hyung?" he asks, hope shining in his eyes.
"Of course, anything. It's the least I can do for your help. Besides you're like the little brother I never had."
Besides Tae I mean.
"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you so much hyung!" his eyes shine happily as he tackles me in a hug.
I pat his back good naturedly grinning. He looks like a young boy being promised his favorite toy.
Young artists should be given encouragement. All we're ever told is we can't make it until one of us does. I've been through worse. I don't want him to see the same days.
I look up to see Jinnie glaring at us, when our eyes meet he rolls his eyes and storms away.
That's my clue to follow him.
Jin's POV:
I watched in contentment like the hopeless romantic I am as Daniel and Sungwoo sucked face.
It was comical, at first he was confused, it took him a second before he began to return Sungwoo's unexpected kiss.
When he did it was like the world around them died down and they were locked in a passionate embrace. I sighed feeling a pang of jealousy and loneliness just by looking at them. The way they held each other spoke volumes of emotions they held for one another.
I was saved from my thoughts when my phone rang.
I went out to answer it.
My phone flashed a number I recognized really well.
"Yeoboseyo." I said greeting the man I had come to look up to more than my father.
My father's right hand in terms of business, Ten Soon-Sung, whom I till this date refer to as Ahjussi spoke.
I don't know it always felt comfortable as a kid, odd I know.
As a kid my father was there for me, not a lot but yeah he was there but then as the business started to grow and grow he, I wouldn't say abandoned me and my hyung because I know he loves us and all he did was for us so I'm sure he tried. Irrespective of what hyung says I like to believe that he did. Point is the gaps that Appa left, Ahjussi filled in.
He was a man in his 40's but still carried his killer smile anyone would die for. I stopped seeing his killer smiles when his wife died, cancer. We tried to help. he wouldn't need it though, he was very well on his own. I guess being the right hand of Kim & Sons has its perks.
As I was saying, he was very much in love with her. It broke my heart to see him like that. He got back onto track few years later but needless to say he was never the same.
Not the same guy I knew. I remember how full of life he used to be, he still is but he's toned it all down a little. Who wouldn't? The wife he had, the love they shared...
"Little master?"
"Ahjussi! How many times have I told you not to call me that? I'm 22 years old now." I say knowing he'll just cackle like the goose he is.
"Oh-oh! Our Jinnie~ah is a big boy now. He doesn't like being called that now?" he teases making me pout and blush.
Ahjussi always made me feel like a little boy. Safe and warm, the way one should feel around their parent.
Le sigh.
"Well?" I said, prompting him.
"I called to ask you if you're doing well and if you had heard about the news."
"Yeah, kinda and what news?"
"Why kinda? What do you mean what news? Are you still with that guy? The one in your band? Ah what was his name?"
"Namjoon." I supply. My heart races a beat. The last time he and hyung inquired about Joon, they threatened to beat him to pulp for tainting my poor virgin self. I knew I shouldn't have told them but screw me for being such a tale teller. What can I say? I don't have secrets from them.
"Ah- yes! That punk. You still with him? You better be. That one is a keeper. Kim & Sons' is merging with his father's company, Kim Enterprises. It's gonna make huge money. They said it was your boyfriend's idea. Both of your parents just broke the news at a press conference and the stocks are already high. This is good news for business-"
Namjoon's idea? I was filled with glee. I knew the business was having some trouble but nothing that we couldn't handle. Dad didn't let me get into it. He said my son is a K-pop star and that's what he should be. If things got worse and if this was Namjoon's idea then I must thank him.
BUT THAT IS IF SHIT HAD HIT THE FAN. If it did then why didn't he discuss this with me? Why didn't eomma appa tell me?
"Ahjussi why are they merging though? Not that I'm not happy it's just that I don't see the need." I tell him.
"Jinnie-ah. Has no one told you?"
"Told me what?"
"Kim and Sons was at the edge of bankruptcy. It's not out in the open but everyone involved in the shares and stocks know, that is you, your brother and your parents. Kim Enterprises bought 5% of each of yours, that's 20% stakes in your company."
My blood ran cold. 20% stakes, it's not a lot but yet a lot for a company that was on the edge of bankruptcy.
Why would he think of this and not tell me especially before telling them?
Is this why he treated me the way he did? He doesn't want to be dating someone who isn't an equal anymore? Am I charity case to him? Is that why helped us? Because he can have my body anytime he wants? No strings attached? Was he too chicken to break up with me and so he did what he did?
NO! NO! NO! This isn't me thinking straight. He isn't this kind of person.
I'm just making blank assumptions and accusations. After all he helped me. These are just my insecurities. I'll get over it. Namjoon and I love each other. We loved each other. We saw a future together. We had trust as the base of our bond.
Yes I still love him, love isn't a switch I can play on and off with as I feel like.
I'm sure he has an explanation.
Trust? Love? Explanation? My conscience mocked me. Where was this Love of yours when he forced himself on you? Trust? The one he broke that night? Explanation? Can rape be explained?
"Jinnie? You okay?" Ahjussi's voice called me back.
"Y-yeah. I'm okay. Just too much to take in. " I say in a shaky voice.
"Are you sur-"
"Yes. I am. I will call you tomorrow. Please take care of yourself, love you old man." I say a bit firmly now.
Luckily he buys it or lets it slide for the time being I don't know. "Alright then, call me when you're free. Love you too, little master." he says and hangs up.
No no no no no no no ... my breathing gets ragged.
This can't be the end for us. Not so soon, right? What my devil said was correct though. Aani. Andwae. Just No.
My hurried footsteps carry me to Namjoon.
Tattoo guy has his legs wrapped around his waist and arms around his neck in a tight embrace. Namjoon's smile is wide, he's grinning from ear to ear.
Maybe it is the end. Maybe the devil in me was right throughout. He literally saved my family's and my ass. If he thinks because of it he has every right to stomp over my heart, he doesn't.
I brush back my tears. And glare at the pair. Tattoo guy was a set up for Sungwoo, who knows what relation he had with Namjoon?
Accidentally our eyes meet. I keep up my act, roll my eyes when he looks at me happily and storm off.
I'm done with this shit.
Guys, do you all know who he is? I can't seem to remember or recognize. I wanted to make him Ok Sung but idk. This cutie down below: