TAEHYUNG'S POV
"I am really sorry, Taehyung," Jungkook repeated and looked at me with those guilty eyes, "I didn't mean any of it. I was just lost in my feelings and had no clue what I was saying or doing."
I didn't say anything. My eyes were fixed on the wall in front of me and the incident of him and me fighting kept replaying in my head. How can I forgive someone like him? I mean, he did something like that, accused me for something I didn't do and all his actions were unforgivable.
"Just leave," I said and walked towards my room. I heard him get up and suddenly, he grabbed my wrist and stopped me from walking away.
"I am truly sorry, Taehyung," he said and I could hear his voice crack a bit, "If you want, you can slap me, kick me, break me, throw me away. You can do anything you want with me."
I looked at his hand which was holding my hand and internally sighed. Should I take the deal and slap him? I mean, it would be fun, no? I turned to him and saw his eyes were glassy, the tears threatening to come out. Is...is he going to cry? HUH!? I don't know how to comfort crying people.
"Uhmm...did you mean it?" I asked him and he stared at me with confusion, "I mean, did you mean all those things you said."
"Yes! I am truly truly sorry and—"
"I wasn't talking about that," I said and he raised an eyebrow, "The kicking and slapping you, did you mean it?"
"Uhmm...yeah, sure!" he said and rubbed the back of his neck with his other hand. I bet he didn't expect that.
"Then, I can do anything I want with you, right?" I said and he bit his lower lip. All of a sudden, the sad looking Jungkook turned red.
"Yea-Yeah," he stuttered and avoided looking at me, "Any-Anything you want."
"Then," I walked towards him and I could feel him tense up from how close I was to him, "go kill yourself."
"HUH?" he stared at me with disbelief and I sighed.
"You said that you would do whatever I say, then why are you hesitating?" I asked him and he nodded. He let go of my hand and walked away from me. What's he doing?
He walked towards the front door and held onto the handle. He looked behind and stared at me with those dead-looking eyes, "I am going now. The mansion is all yours and you are no longer my assistant. Plus, you get all my money from the bank, but you have to share at least a quarter of it to your twin brothers. Make sure to get me banana milk everyday to my grave and—"
"WAIT, WHAT?!" I interrupted him and face-palmed myself, "I was just joking, you idiot. You don't have to do that."
"Hmm..." he retrieved his hand and smirked at me, "as if I was going to go do that."
"You—"
"But, you still haven't answered the main question," he said and walked towards me before halting right in front of my face, "Will you forgive me?"
He was too close to me. Like, too close! I could barely breathe when the entire air in front of me had Jungkook's in it. I avoided looking at his eyes, but my stupid, horny eyes wandered down to his lips which had curled into a smirk, as if he knew where I was looking.
"Uhmm...I can't forgive you," I said and lightly pushed him away, "Your actions...they were—it was mean of you to just assume that I was the person who ruined the entire thing. So, I can't forgive you. End of discussion."
I turned around, but suddenly I felt a pair of arms around my torso and it pulled me back to Jungkook's chest. He buried his face into the crook of my neck and I could feel him breath heavily.
"Please don't leave me," he whispered and I rolled my eyes. Does he think I am going to fall for th—wait, why is my neck wet?
I could feel something warm and liquid touch my cool skin and it sent tingling sensation to my entire body. Hold on, is he...is he crying?
"Please don't leave me, Taehyung," he sobbed. Oh My God! He is crying! I tried to squirm away from his grip, but he hugged me even more tighter. His sobs was now louder and the endless tears wet my shirt and my skin.
"But, I can't forgive you for what you did, Jungkook," I said and sighed, "You shouted at me and humiliated me. And plus, you even slapped me, which crossed way beyond all boundaries. What would you do if I slapped you?"
"I would make you wear girl dresses," he said. Suddenly, the past events came back and I blushed when I remembered those dresses I tried, especially the red one, "Punish me, Tae or else I will be clinging on to you for the rest of your life."
"No you are not going to," I said and pulled his arms away from me in one single go. He was shocked when I did that and I slammed the door right on his face. Was he actually crying or were those tears a joke? Who cares!
Now I can finally rest. And back I went and slept on my comfy bed. But, I couldn't bring myself to sleep. For the next five hours, I was thinking only about Jungkook. I surrendered and walked outside my room and when I did that, I saw a grinning Jungkook near the dining table with the breakfast ready.
"I made you breakfast," he said and gestured both his hands to the table. I face-palmed myself and peeked at him from in between my fingers. Why is he so annoying?
"If you think this will make me forgive you, you are wrong," I said and sat down in front of the table. He too joined me and sat opposite.
"Don't worry, Taehyung," he said and served me the vegetable salad, "I won't ask you to forgive me."
"Huh?"
"I won't force you to forgive me, but..." he stopped and stared at me who was curious to know what he was going to say next, "give me a chance at least. A chance to fix this all."
"What does that mean?"
"You give me a chance and I will show you my good side and will fix the broken things."
"Still didn't get it," I said and he sighed.
"Give me a chance, Taehyung. Give me a chance to make up for my mistakes. I promise to be nice and I won't do anything like this ever again."
"Isn't it the same thing as forgiving you?" I asked him and he rolled his eyes.
"Just give me a chance, Taehyung," he said and I chuckled.
"No!" I replied and he banged his head on the table. I just simply sat and enjoyed the dishes he made. Maybe the second option is not so bad; to give him a chance. I think I should..."I am kidding. It's a yes."
Immediately he lifted his head and he grinned at me, "Really?"
"Yeah," I replied back and he screamed with joy. He got up and began to dance with joy. I simply laughed at his weird moves and almost choked myself to death when a carrot got stuck in my throat.
"By the way, how are you going to mend all the 'broken things' you were talking about?" I asked him and he smiled.
"Uhmm...I don't know?"
"HUH?! What do you mean you don't know?" I asked him and he looked away. This jerk! I sighed and went back to cleaning the plates, "If you don't know what you are going to do, then what's the point in giving you a chance?"
"It doesn't work that way, Tae," he mumbled and sighed. I can never seem to understand this guy. We both hurried up with the plates and cleaned ourselves for work. Jungkook wore the same suit and said that he would change it once he gets back to the office.
We both walked out of the door only to see Jimin who was sitting outside on the cold, hard floor, glaring at a bug which was crawling beside him.
"Jimin," I said and he looked at me. His gaze left mine and went to Jungkook and it went down to his hands.
"OY!" he yelled and got up quickly, "I thought I said that I wanted you both to get married inside. Where is the ring and where is the interlinked hands?"
"Huh?" I said and looked at Jungkook for explanation who was grinning at Jimin.
"I know," he said and suddenly he grabbed my hand and pulled me to him, "Now we are holding hands."
"Oy!" Jimin slapped his forehead and glared at the Jungkook, "That's not what I meant. I want you both to get over the fight and become friends."
"Well, we did get over the fight and—"
"I just gave him another chance," I interrupted Jungkook, "I didn't forgive him at all."
"Now that's my friend," he said and punched my shoulder, "Even I wouldn't forgive a jerk like him."
"Who the heck are you calling a 'jerk'?" Jungkook replied back and Jimin just smirked at him.
"You, kid!" he said and that sort of triggered Jungkook.
"I swear I will kill you one day, hyung," he said and Jimin just laughed.
"Yeah, right. I would like to see you try," Jimin replied back and I sighed. Immature human beings, "Why the heck do you call all of us 'hyung', except for Taehyung?"
"But I do call him 'hyung'," Jungkook said and I raised an eyebrow at him. Really? And when the heck was that? In his dreams?
"Liar!"
"Nope. I do call him that. I call him 'hyung' every time," he said and turned towards me, "Tae...hyung."
"See? You just called him by his name," Jimin said and prodded Jungkook in the ribs, "Where is the hyung?"
"It's right there," he replied back and I sighed.
"You are dumb, Jungkook," I said and he pouted at me.
"I just said. I am going to say again then. Tae...hyung," he said and then, Jimin laughed all of a sudden.
"OH MY GOD! You are shitty!" he laughed and punched Jungkook in his stomach. Poor boy groaned from the pain, but I was still trying to figure out why Jimin was laughing.
"Why are you laughing?" I asked my dying friend who rolled on the floor.
"He got it," Jungkook said and I tilted my head in confusion, "He got what I meant."
"I still didn't get it." He chuckled and leaned in close to my ears. I stiffened as I felt his hot breath on my ear and he whispered, "Tae...hyung."
He backed away and then suddenly it hit me. I shot him a look of disgust and he just smiled at me. That was...lame! Like literally lame.
"Why can't you just call me 'hyung'?" I asked him and he shook his head.
"It would be weird calling you Taehyung hyung," he said and that made poor Jimin laugh even more. I sighed and slapped my forehead.
"You can just call me 'hyung' instead of adding my name there."
"But there are so many of them in the world. So if I shout out 'HYUNG' instead of your name, then it would be confusing and—"
"Just shut up!" I cut him off and shook my head, "You are dumb."
"Hold on!" Jimin got up with much difficulty and smirked, "One more question from my side. What is your relationship now?"
"We are friends," I said and Jimin's smile slumped down to a pout.
"No, we are not," Jungkook suddenly grabbed my waist and pulled me to him, "We are fake boyfriends."
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WOOHOO! They are fake boyfriends!!! And Jungkook look so cute in the picture!! UwU (can't stop fangirling)
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