Author POV
"Choi Yuna... Choi Yuna!" Jungkook was lightly slapping on the girl's cheek, trying to wake her up from her deep sleep.
Slowly, she opened her eyes, scanning her surrounding with her sleepy mind. Her gaze landed on Jungkook's face which was only inches away from hers. "Woah!" She panicked, swiftly sitting up from her sleep position as Jungkook backed away a little due to her sudden big reaction. Now, she is fully awake.
Using her hands to scan for the blanket, Yuna pulled it up to cover her body as she stared at Jungkook suspiciously. "Hey girl, don't give me that look. I didn't do anything to you." Raising both his hands up, Jungkook surrendered.
Analysing the surrounding, Yuna became more relaxed as she sighed. "I didn't know I fell asleep." She bit her lower lip, peeping up at the man who was already in his neat tuxedo.
"Yea right, leaving me all alone with the pile of documents. So helpful." The man snarled teasingly, buttoning his outer blazer.
The lady gave him an ugly expression to reply to his criticism that she could not rebut with words. She felt sorry, but she is definitely not showing that. "It's still early for you. You can go back to sleep. I just wanted to wake you up to tell you that I am leaving and don't miss me too much."
The boastful Jungkook gave the girl a quick wink as he gathered his documents together with his valuables. "WHAT?! It's only 6 am and you woke me up to tell me all this rubbish?" Unlocking her phone, Yuna looked at the time before sulking like baby.
"I do what I like." The man shrugged his shoulders and turned to leave the room. "By the way, your breakfast will be sent up at 7am." Bang! There followed by the door slamming close.
Not used to the sudden silence in the room, Yuna ruffled her long hair in frustration. The whole room still smelled like Jungkook's cologne as if he is still around. This is the first ever time when Yuna actually felt that his existence was actually enjoyable.
After the morning round of "announcement" by Jungkook, it has washed off Yuna's sleepiness, so she decided to wash up. As Jungkook mentioned, her breakfast did appear at her doorstep at 7am sharp. "Ms Choi, Mr Jeon has ordered this for you."
Munching on the well-prepared breakfast, Yuna couldn't help but thought of Jungkook.
"Mr Jeon...?" It was the nth time that Sobin has been calling Jungkook throughout the entire meeting. He was definitely not focused on the presentation that was going on to introduce their new scheme of work. His eyes were locked on the file given but nothing was going into his brain. Simply twirling the pen between his fingers with his lips curved into an angle of a smile for the past few hours. This is kinda a scary scene for Sobin, since it was the first time she ever saw her boss grin like this at work. This is creepy.
Jungkook POV
"A-Ah yes. I am listening." I covered my mouth with my fist to give a soft fake cough to get back to my senses before trying to act as if I was attentive all along. My brain couldn't help but drift to the night spent with Yuna.
Without me knowing, my lips were on hers. It was soft as usual, especially rosy due to her light lip tint. Not waking her up, I carefully went deeper to savour the kiss as I closed my eyes. Honestly, this shouldn't be the case. Firstly, it's the first ever time I have entered a hotel room but it's not for sex. Secondly, is the first ever time when I felt that I want to kiss her, and the desire gets stronger every time I meet her. Wow, what's wrong with you, Jeon Jungkook.
Pulling away from the kiss, I stared at her sleeping profile. The warm and faint tone of light shone onto her fare skin, adding a little gentleness. Choi Yuna, the girl whom I have never thought that I will fall in love with. WHAT?! Fall in love? What are you talking about, Jeon Jungkook! No, you are not falling in love with her. You are not!
Arguing in his brain, he used his fist to hit against his forehead before getting back to his documents. Stop looking at her! Every time he tried to focus on his work, his gaze tends to drift towards Yuna's direction.
Mumbling some nonsense in her sleep, Yuna lifted her arm to rub against her nose sketchily with her eyes kept closed. "Such a kid." The male chuckled softly, gently helping her tug a strand of hair behind her ear.
Losing his concentration, Jungkook supported the side of his face on his fist, facing Yuna. Faint dimples quietly formed on his cheeks without him knowing.
Yuna POV
"Shouldn't we shop some clothes for you then? You are going to be on TV!" SinB clapped in glee as she jumped in front of us, getting all excited about the media coming to our orphanage.
"I am just an employee, SinB. I am not going onto TV." I sighed, repeating for the nth time.
"Still, there are going to be so many VIPs, you should get some clothes to look presentable." Yerin unnie agreed, linking arms with me.
"Yerin is right. Let's go now." Sojung unnie suggested, leading all of us into the mall.
"This is nice!"
"This too!"
"This colour suits unnie more!"
"No, this is better!"
"Unnie, you will choose which one is the best for you!"
Why are these girls even more anxious than me? I smiled, looking at the scene where the girls 'fight' with each other to choose the best outfit for me. I am the luckiest to have them, isn't it?
"Alright alright, girls. To be fair, I will try all 5 that you all have chosen, and we will vote. No one is to vote their own outfit, okay?" Giggling at their competitive personalities and eye contact, all determine to 'win'.
"Come, let's vote. This is the last outfit already." After changing one after another, transforming the fitting room into my modelling T-stage, I am finally on my last.
Looking at myself in the mirror, I think this outfit by Yerin unnie suits me best. A black top with laced long sleeves and a white base with small black poker dots skirt that lies perfectly on my mid-thigh. It is paired with a pair of black heels that looks elegant and simple.
Looking out for their reactions through the mirror, I could see their hesitation. "So? Come on, guys." I urged, turning my back to face them.
"I think... this kinda suits you best." Sojung unnie started off first, nodding her head slowly.
"I hate to admit it. I still think unnie looks better in mine, but this looks more presentable." SinB nodded too, pouting her lips to show her unyielding attitude.
"I think this looks the best too." Yewon agreed together with the rest.
"Wow! Does it mean... I won?!" Yerin unnie jumped merrily.
Ending the shopping on a happy note, we all left the mall together hand in hand.
Author POV
Lying on her bed, she could feel every inch of her muscles aching due to the workload at work and the shopping. Within seconds, she was fast asleep in dreamland. In the midst of her sweet dreams, she could hear a sound tingling near her ears faddily. Unsure if it was her dream or it was real, she waved her hand around her ear, hopefully to get rid of the irritating noise.
After it was ringing continuously and Yuna was slowly being woke up by the sound, she was sure that it wasn't her dream. It was her phone ringing. Already pissed at the uncalled-for phone call, she whined angrily at whoever the caller was to disturb her sleep. Not bothering to even take a look at the caller id, she picked it up.
"Yah! Why don't you pick up your phone next year instead?!" was the first sentence that shrieked through her phone. Shocked by the sudden loud voice, she pulled her phone away from her ear, fully awaken up the unpleased "wake up call".
Frowning at the familiar voice but her obtuse brain couldn't work at the moment, she quickly took a glance at the lit-up screen before screaming back unbelievably. "Yah you, why do you even call me at such a timing? And yell so loudly as if I am deaf!"
"Did I say you can use 'yah' on me?! I am here working my ass off for your orphanage project and you are there crabbing about me disturbing your sleep?!"
Peeking at the digital clock on the table beside her bed, 2.30a.m. Dear god, it's freaking 2.30am in the morning and that bastard called me to talk about such rubbish?! I will make sure to kill you someday myself, Jeon Jungkook.
"That's your own business! I need my sleep. That's it. Bye." Hanging up, Yuna threw her phone on the other side of her bed, ruffling her hair. She is frustrated, so frustrated. She couldn't seem to sleep back anymore despite every part of her body was crying for it. Damn you, Jeon Jungkook. You this freaking asshole basta- Okay stop, Choi Yuna. Stop.
Settling back down on her resting mode, she began to feel her eye lids getting heavier minute by minute. Who says Jeon Jungkook is going to let her go after her being disrespectful? No one beats Jeon Jungkook. No one. He always gets what he wants, isn't it? If he sets himself to annoy Choi Yuna, he is going all out about it.
Ringgggggg. There goes her ringtone again just right before the moment her eye lids were about to close fully. Startled by the sudden loud tone, Yuna jumped a bit in her sleeping position before answering.
"What is your orphanage's total square feet area?" What? What is this person even asking?
"You again?! Gosh, I was about to fall-"
"Answer the question." The man did not give her any room for rebutting, suppressing his mischievousness with his serious tone.
"What? How do I even know?!" Losing patience, Yuna raised her voice followed by an eye roll.
"You have been working there but you don't know? Fine. Then the number of children staying there?"
"Okay wait, how are these information useful?" Supporting on her upper body with her elbows, she managed to lie on the headboard.
"Now you are questioning me? Can you just answer and let me finish my work?" Jungkook snapped hurriedly.
"Err... I am not too sure, probably 150 children?" the female hesitated, dragging every word she said.
"You are such of a disappointment, Choi Yuna." A huge sigh could be heard from the other side of the phone as the man purposely slam the huge file on his table for Yuna to hear.
Unexpected of the sudden anger from the man, she began to feel nervous bit by bit. "I-I mean I haven't been there for long and I-"
"You are really full of excuses, eh?" Jungkook cut her off heartlessly. "Fine. Since you don't know anything, then you better listen carefully now." Swallowing a lump of saliva down her throat, Yuna placed her phone even nearer and harder against her ear to listen.
"Go back to your orphanage in the morning and remind your principal that a conference will be held at her orphanage this Friday. I have sent her an email, but I didn't get her acknowledgement. Many large proprietors and investors will be there so make sure everyone of you including all staff and children to be well-prepared and well-dressed. Medias will be there as well. You heard me?"
Jungkook spoke like a train on the rail, speedy and accurate, not leaving a tiny space for Yuna to settle the information in her brain. "Don't make me repeat twice, I said that before."
"A-Ah, yes." Yuna replied, her brain spinning fast. "Good."
Hanging up, a satisfied smile spread across Jungkook's face as he tossed his phone on his desk. His hand was holding onto the document filled with the detailed information of the orphanage that was given to him ages ago when he first visited there. Square feet area, number of employees, number of children, facilities and policies adhered etc.
Why did he call to ask Yuna then? Remember, no one wins Jeon Jungkook. Who says she can be rude to Jungkook, cutting off his line? It has always been Jungkook being rude to others, never the other way round. "It's fun teasing you as always, Choi Yuna."
Jungkook POV
As the main organiser of this conference for the orphanage, I arrived earlier with my team to make sure that everything is in place.
Stepping in, it was a huge bunch of children clotting at the large outdoor area, waiting for the VIPs to arrive. They were all nicely dressed and so were the staff.
"Good evening, Mr Jeon. Thank you for the event today." Ms Son came up to me, shaking my hand as I returned politely. "No problem. I will be taking the investors and media around, I hope you will be there as well to guide us along."
"Sure, Mr Jeon. It's my pleasure."
Taking a good look at the surrounding, everything seems in place. "Take a look elsewhere and make sure everything is perfect." I called for those who followed me to do the last check-up.
"Hello handsome oppa, I am Shiyeon. This is for you!" a little girl, approximately 6 years old from the way she looked, ran towards me, handing me a stick of rose. "Shiyeon! Come back." I heard a voice behind her, like a tone of reprimand. There is no need to look up, I knew it was Yuna.
Bending down to the girl's level before anyone around could react, I ruffled the little girl's hair. "Thank you, little angel." I faintly smiled, receiving the flower from her. "But oppa has something very important to do later, I am afraid that I might lose it. Can you take care of it for me?"
The little girl blinked her two round eyes, staring at me before nodding very seriously. Couldn't help but lightly chuckling at her cuteness, I thanked her before pushing her to join her little peers with her rose.
Standing up and tidying up my tuxedo, I met with Yuna's eyes. I could feel a sense of nervousness but more of gentleness in them. What now? Am I that handsome that she can't take her eyes off me?
Waving my hands to get her sense back, she blinked twice like how the girl did just now before looking away hurriedly. Cute, just like that girl.
Yuna POV
Did I see something wrong? Jungkook was actually nice to Shiyeon? I have never seen this side of me. When Shiyeon ran out from the crowd unexpectedly and stood in front of Jungkook, my heart skipped a bit. Not because my heart was fluttered but I was anxious that something might happen to her.
"Shiyeon! Come back." I was just praying that Jungkook wouldn't be hostile on her. A man who can be a bastard is definitely dangerous. But he didn't. He was gentle and smooth when he came in contact with Shiyeon.
This must be crazy. I cannot imagine a man who called me pass midnight for some rubbish questioning a few days ago, is now here being soft to children. I thought he hates children. And nope, I am still not forgiving him for calling me at ridiculous timings.
Not long after, there were more people entering and crowding around the orphanage. Children were obviously excited yet unfamiliar with the sudden huge pack of people. I heard from Ms Son that this is the chance for our orphanage to attract more investors, so that we have enough capital to rejuvenate the environment. And this is happening all thanks to Mr Jeon Jungkook. Fine. Since he put in so much effort in saving our orphanage, I might forgive him.
Author POV
The event went on well as planned and all the investors were satisfied with the proposal to them. Doing charity to help the children, at the same time, boosting their reputation of giving back to the society through media. It's a win-win situation. With the help of the media, the investors and companies can gain revenue from the good reputation.
"Thank you, Mr Jeon. I am very pleased with this plan." Some investors shook Jungkook's hands. Out of all, Jungkook is the greatest winner here. With this event, not only did he contribute back to the society by investing into the orphanage, so did he gain more companies that are willing to collaborate or work with him.
"It's has always been my pleasure working with you." He nodded politely, before pushing Ms Son forward a little. "It's also Ms Son's hard work which made this plan and event a success." Leaving them to talk, Jungkook excused himself to walk around the orphanage.
"Ouch..." a tingling voice was heard behind the wall as Jungkook moved closer. "What are you doing here?" He asked, scanning her from head to toe.
Startled by his sudden appearance, Yuna trembled a little and the back of her heels came in contact with her wound. "Ouch!" In the process of her hurriedness of trying to wear her heels back, she gasped.
"What happened?" Seeing her reaction, Jungkook moved forward, bending down to her level as Yuna was sitting on a levelled platform by the side.
Taking Yuna's heels away from her wound that she was trying to hide, a clear scratch with blood slowly oozing out was seen on the back of her ankle. It was due to the new heels that she was wearing, and the back was cutting her flesh.
"Yah, are you an idiot? Don't you know how to speak up when you are injured?" Jungkook scolded, slapping her hand that was trying to touch her wound away. "I thought I could endure it through..." Feeling aggrieved, Yuna silently commented.
"Don't move, wait for me here." Jungkook looked up with eyes filled with worriedness, ordered the injured girl.
Coming back with a first aid box within minutes, the man helped her clear the wound. "Does it hurt?" He gently asked, his hands not stopping from the sanitizing. "A-A little. But I am fine."
Yuna was not used to this side of him. Completely not used to it. Wasn't he being a bastard a few days ago and now being all tender and gentle to everyone? Why is he always so bipolar? Doesn't he know that this is so confusing? So is he being nice to me or what? Yuna pondered, while staring at his serious face.
Indeed, a man who is being serious is the most attractive moment. "Done." Sticking on the plaster, Jungkook packed the first aid but Yuna was still hooked by his charming profile. She could feel her heart beating a little faster than usual when he looked up to face her. Nonono, Yuna. Get back your composure!
"A-Ah... thank you." She quickly looked away, fixing her bangs as her heart and brain was flurried by the situation.
"Yah Choi Yuna..." She turned to look at the man in front of her. "Perhaps... are you falling in love with me?" Jungkook smiled brightly, teasing at her bright red cheeks.
"YAH YOU!-" Not giving her time to continue, Jungkook crashed his lips onto hers, putting his hand behind her head to kiss in deeper.
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