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One Night Stand ; 16

➥ rundown ; as if the unexpected twist of a one-night stand turning out to be your CEO boss wasn't surreal enough, the situation takes a more challenging turn when both of you discover that you're expecting his child.

→ genre ; enemies to lovers | CEO au | pregnancy trope | slowburn

→ Jungkook x y/n → contains smut, fluff and angst → Chapter sixteen ; wc | 6.4 k

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"I've been invited to a Gala tonight, then we take the morning flight back to Korea." Jungkook spoke as he walked beside you back to the hotel. It had been quiet throughout the walk, and you'll be lying if you say it wasn't uncomfortable. Nodding at his words, you pass by a gelato shop. you looked over at Jungkook to signal him to get you one, but he doesn't see you, as he continues to walk ahead, leaving you behind. "Hey, stop."

You murmur in front of the little shop as you wait until the man turns to face you, and he does after a few seconds. his eyebrows furrow as he looks over at you, wondering what you want now. "What is it?" he questions, and you point over to the store that sells a variety of colourful frozen treats that look too delicious to walk past. the man sighs and grows closer to you, giving you the 'really?' look for which you roll your eyes at.

"Come on, cut it from my salary.'' This makes him chuckle, he looks away from you while you give him a glare. "What salary? barely seen you work." "Oh please, Jungkook, I do my job, so cut the crap.'' He sees you walk inside, adamantly, looking at him through the glass, waiting for him to follow you. He does. you look over at the flavours and contemplate for a while, the soft Italian music that fills the air,

makes it so exciting to you since its been a while, you last had ice cream and moreover its fucking Paris so gelatos here are so famous and you had to try one before you leave, there's no other opportunities that you'll get to travel here. you look through the display case, the vibrant colours of the gelato, and the freshly made waffle cones, brushing under your nose as the aroma hits.

"Mmm." you think as you read the names of the flavours inside your head, pistachio, oreo, hazelnut, strawberry cheesecake and so much more, you're unable to make up your mind to get one so you cut off the options, leaving you to choose between stracciatella and nocciola. you looked closely at the two flavours side by side. "ma'am, what would you like to have?" The voice of the artisan brings you back to the world, and then you answer him.

"I'll get one scope of stracciatella, please." "Just one?" Jungkook asks, you answer him with a nod. He didn't say anything further. It didn't really bother him. "And sir?" "Just for ma'am." he replies and pays for the gelato. you both leave the little shop and walk to the hotel. The frozen cream was melting inside your mouth as you licked the edges since you had sensitive teeth and were unable to bite into it easily. silence engulfs between the two of you,

and you don't mind it anymore as the ice cream keeps you busy while his phone suffices him. you two separate when you reach the floor, no exchange of words but just tight smiles.

"Rosè?" she turns to face the voice that calls out his name. He's been going towards the informal side now, calls her by her name and all. she's fine with it, but what she's not is with the behaviour of Jimin that's been a little weird lately. She's caught him eyeing her, and if that's not enough, he's also behaving nervously around her.

which is something Park Jimin is not known for. He even calls her name softly. "Yes, Mr. Park?" "Hey, stop with that.Jimin is fine." he smiles along with Rosè who looks up at him as she's seated on her chair, neither of them speaks first, it's quiet between the two of them, she waits for him to talk as he called her out but he doesn't so Rosè clears her throat and gets back to work. "I was thinking if you'll want to join me for dinner?" "What's with lunch and dinner, Jimin?''

She faced him again, her voice contained confusion and a hint of anger as her question came out too fast at Jimin that left him dumbfounded. his face grew small, as he felt the embarrassment and confusion. The faint pink in his cheeks and the way his eyes looked down in uncertainty displayed that he was also feeling awkward.

Just then, Rosè bursts out in laughter, causing Jimin to look at her face again this time with wide eyes, wondering what she's cackling about. "Oh my god, Jimin! I was joking!" she said, and the man sighed loudly, turning his back at her, feeling much more than just embarrassment. "You should've seen your face." she said, leaving him more self-conscious about his look that he wasn't aware of. "What was that, Rosè?" "can't I play around with you?"

her eyebrows raise, looking at him and wanting to know if he's all okay with it until his lips turn into a smile that confirms to her that she's able to do this again. "So is the dinner still on?" Jimin's eyes sparkled, the question lingering for a while now as he's unable to process what Rosè herself asked. "Yes, of course." The words fly out his mouth faster than he his mind says, letting him feel all giddy inside.

The call has not been picked up yet, Jungkook keeps looking at it ringing, the name 'Ms. Min' on his screen, he waits for her to pick up. he buttons his white shirt, getting ready for the Gala that begins in another hour and 30, and he hopes that she's ready.

Girls take a long time to dress up! he's getting a little tensed since she was supposed to be his plus one as his personal assistant and if she's unable to keep company then there's absolutely no reason why she's here in France.

"where the fuck is she?" he almost declines the call when she picks it up on time, "hello? Mr. Jeon?" "is everything okay Ms. Min?" He questions her, hoping she would say that she's almost here at the building, there's no time and he hates being late at an event especially as important as tonight's.

he's punctual, he always aims to be. "Actually Mr. Jeon, there's a little issue. I tripped down in the street and I'm unable to walk. At least tonight."

he sighs in frustration. She could hear him well. In fact, she didn't want to miss this Gala. the outfits she brought just to glam up along with the makeup and jewellery. She was dying to stand beside Mr. Jeon watched the crowd go wild, but she got herself into this little trouble when she decided to record him with you. stumbling over with her high heels then a kind man helped to get her to the hotel, and she ended up with a sprain. "i apolog-"

"Take care, Ms .Min." he mumbled and declined the call, throwing away his phone, trying to think of a way. he's moderately pleased that she won't be accompanying him, her behaviour was already too much to handle. plus ones are not a big deal, but he was told to bring company,

he didn't want to disrespect the invitation. walking side to side, contemplating what he should do, he heard the doorbell ring. opening the door, he met your eyes, you stand at the doorstep with a water bottle in your hand and wore a small smile. "i think you have my meds. do you?"

he nods and lets you walk inside, rummaging inside his luggage, finding for the little pouch that's filled with your pregnancy capsules and vitamins. Jungkook turns to face you, he then looks at you, keeps his eyes on you that when you wave your hand in front of his face, he doesn't blink. "Uh, Jungkook?"

'should i ask her? no, that's crazy. She can't come. she'll probably argue with me, but should i try asking? no- wait, let's just.' "Can you help me?" Mumbling, he realised how stupid he sounds, he thinks to himself that he should've worded it better. but you raise your eyebrow, asking him, "What sort of help?"

"You know what, never mind. Here's your pills-" "No, tell me." 'there. there! she's not gonna leave me now.' "Ask me, what is it?" he thinks for a while, his index finger scratching his forehead. "Go on..." "i just need a plus one for the Gala that I'm attending tonight, and my PA has injured herself so-"

"You want me? to accompany? you?" The words come out of your mouth fast, the speed of light. covering your mouth, you began to laugh at the reaction he gives, the whole scene was too amusing to you, you love teasing him.

"No! What no?! I do not want you to accompany me-" "Oh really? didn't you just ask me for help? or maybe I'm hallucinating." Blabbering, you try so hard to control the laugh erupting at the throat, and what a sight it is as he looks flustered and embarrassed, that turns his ears red as he looks around the room for a sign of help. "Yes, you're hallucinating! you're hearing things, you've absolutely lost your mind! you got what you came here for, now leave."

Jungkook speaks like a verbal whirlwind, the words tumbling out his mouth in an accelerating speed, perfectly proving how nervous the man is feeling. "Oh my god, are you embarrassed?"

"shut the fuckup, Y/n! I'm leaving in 5 minutes." you rolled your eyes at him, taking a seat on the velvet emerald green couch. placing one leg on the other, you be comfortable before you speak, "see, i could accompany you if only i had a decent dress. I don't. that's the issue." "i could get you o-" 'no what? god-' he's unable to control his tongue, the words come out of his mind even before he could think.

this gives you the confidence boast, lets your mouth drop to the ground. "Oh my god! Mr. Jeon?! Are you being for real right now? you need me!" "keep dreaming Ms. Lee and you'll get nightmares." he puts on his inner waistcoat while you look at him and laugh. Jungkook looks everywhere except your side and it only makes it more obvious that he's far more than just embarrassed. "Your PA probably injured herself intentionally so she can escape from being your plus one."

He faces you with his eyebrows lowered, pausing the fixing of his buttons so he can turn to face you well. "She gets to be with the, Jeon Jungkook!" the man speaks, conceited as he places his hands inside his pocket. his lifted chin showing how self assured he is with himself, how his expanded ego comes into play it only makes you roll your eyes. "narcissist!" you whisper under your breath, soon he caught on to it and grows closer to you only to tease you more,

he's aware that the loner he spends his time bickering with you, he's gonna be late for the event furthermore, his shirt would crease and would soak up his sweat, that he definitely should avoid. "repeat that?'' he mumbles, lowly with that smug look on his face, surely he did hear you say it, he just wants you to say it one more time so he could catch on it. "I said narcissist!'' "Okay, you're coming with me." That was all he needed to get you work his way.

he grabs his wallet and walks towards the door, waiting for you to follow him, you look at him questionably. it just can't be true, you've been teasing him the whole time, you're not gonna be his company at a freaking, Gala! that's not your cup of tea, you had plans on watching Bridgerton tonight and spending the last night well in Paris before getting back to busy Seoul. "I'm not going anywhere with you."

"yes, you are y/n. had you kept your pretty mouth shut, then this wouldn't have happened. now come." he's serious as fuck! "I don't have a fucking dress!!"

"I'll get you one, don't worry." you stay rooted on the ground, reluctant to join him. you feel compromised now, he stands by the door and waits for you to walk out. "we're gonna be late." you compelled yourself, sighing you walked out of his room, stopping by yours to grab a few things that you need. "shall we?"

he asks, clearly he could see the dismissive look you give him with those eyes staring into his soul that he chuckled at. "pay your price." he whispers for which you show him the tip of your tongue with your rolled eyes. His paid driver stayed in front of the hotel, parked the Mercedes and got down from his seat to do his service, he opened the door for Jungkook and you and then took over the wheel. "take us to the Westlife forum." one of the biggest malls in Paris with the luxurious brands across various departments.

he was not gonna get you any dress, it had to be not just branded but elegant, exclusive with just the right match to the event or maybe make you stand out more. he advised Ms. Min, his PA the same too. his plus one holds the same reputation and name as he does, since Ms. Min was unable to be part, he had to make you look just as gorgeous as him.

"oh my god, i can't fit into just any dress Jungkook! i've got a baby bump, did you forget?" you whisper-scold him under your breath since he passes by each dress at Dior and says 'this is good' 'oh this is perfect.' 'go, just get anything.' Each outfit that he touched was heavily designed to floor length, and comes in various materials. The outfits were sophisticated, exquisite with colours that were bold to pastel.

you were fascinated by them, each gown held that timeless elegance and you could imagine yourself in every single one of them, except if you weren't pregnant. your body is slowly changing, your breasts have enlarged a bit, but it looks just right. it looks perfect, for you. you've definitely not worn anything figure-hugging lately, finding yourself comfortable in oversized shirts that allows you to be in your comfort zone. you think that you look pregnant in your own subtle way and its beautiful in your own way,

but now you'll know how exactly you'll look in pregnancy when you slip into a dress that will not only hug your curves but also hug your little growing bump too. "sir, ma'am, what are you looking for? i may help you.'' The woman with the formal, Dior designed uniform spoke, she wore a dark brown matte lip and a Dior crossbody sitting on her hip. attitude in her posture and kind in her tone, she looked like a well- trained employee for the brand here.

"any dress suitable for a Gala event tonight, for ma'am here." "Any requirements?" "comfort, luxury and charm." "follow me sir." the both of you followed the woman further inside the building, the number of dresses showcased was insane, it made you head hurt with the little diamonds and gems sparkling for the white lights that shined on the ceiling, the gowns looked majestic and the more you look inside, the crazier it gets.

@I've got a few readymade options that I think will look absolutely alluring on ma'am. any specific colours you're looking for?" Jungkook looked over at you, you mirrored his actions and looked at him, he's the one paying for the dress so you'd assume, he would choose. instead he lets you. "a colour that may cover up my baby bump." you speak after contemplating for a few minutes. "sure ma'am."

Jungkook gulped when he heard you speak about your bump, he totally forgets that you're pregnant sometimes. it may be due to the homely outfits you're always drowned in because he can never seen to realise that damn he is the father.

besides, you've been too fussy when he told you that he's walking you to Dior, said there'll be the right dresses that will match the Gala and how he needs you to dress well enough as the reputation of Jeon Industries are a matter of concern to him, can't let you down. but you were adamant and said that there are cheaper options which he denied, letting you have no say. "i've got you five of the best options ma'am. would you like to try on?" "sure." "allow me.''

Jungkook took a seat on the couch while you tried on the best options that she had selected for you. There were five gowns, one was a wine red that was of silk and net, covering every part of you but you felt slightly uncomfortable with the net that scratched your neck. you're looking for utmost comfort so even though you wanted and could slay in the dress, with pregnancy however you are least worried about slaying hard. The other 3 options were tyrian purple, spruce blue and nude.

each one of them had their own flaws, either they were too revealing, backless or figure hugging hence they weren't the best for you. but the last option was a raven black dress that was of satin, one shoulder and had a slit till your thigh. it looks classy, not too much, not too less. What makes it look luxury was the material that flows when you walk, it feels so easy to be in and although it does hug your figure, it is not too tight and the bump does not show too much especially since it's black.

The waist of the dress was a little bigger so it allowed the dress to feel just right, this one's great." "it is ma'am, it looks lovely on you." you walked out of the fitting room, the room on its own had its own couch, coffee table, a few sweets and flowers decorating the spacious hall, along with a few large mirrors ornamenting the walls.

Jungkook looks above his phone when he sees you walk towards him, he sees a black dress on the staff's arm. it looks simple, to his eye but he's aware that it probably looked great enough when you wore it. "the chosen one." she speaks and he looks over at you for confirmation so you give him a nod. "alright."

"you seriously didn't have to get a dress from freaking Dior and even the heels, you're just flaunting yourself you know." you say and he looks above his phone to see you seated beside him in the car, of course the gap is there as you two sit on both edges. "i'm not and i'll much prefer you to keep quiet about it. hurry and dress up when we get to the hotel." "Now that you said this, I'm gonna be real slow." He sighs and shakes his head, 'help me.'

He thinks to himself. you both get to your own respective rooms, you have a quick shower and get into your dress, it took you a while to zip it up but you managed. you continued to do your makeup, choosing a nude, natural shade with glossy lips that highlight while the rest of the makeup is more subtle. it's better this way, it matches a black outfit well. and for your hair, a low bun was perfect. the final look looked elegant enough for the Gala.

'Damn i've not felt this pretty for long.' you caressed your little bump and look over at the mirror. 'you're so tiny for almost 5 months, baby.' you speak out loud, you've been researching pregnancy a lot and they say that some moms have a pretty round belly for their first pregnancy,

it was the same with your mom when she was pregnant with you, so you're really happy about it, because it looks so perfectly round and small, it's so adorable! 'man i really feel like i'm about to go to the club! I miss alcohol and sex so much!!'

mumbling, you sigh and try not to think about sex because somehow you feel instantly horny when you think about it. it has to be the pregnancy hormones because you didn't feel this way before, it definitely took you time to get turned on but now the thought about sex just gives you the sudden chills.

"we're running late y/n!" You hear Jungkook knock on your door, soon you apply your vanilla scented perfume, grab your phone and wear the 2 inch heel. you're usually a 5 inch girl since your height is 5 '1 so the extra inches make you look tall but not with pregnancy, can't take the damn risk. "coming!" you open the door and step outside, Jungkook who was looking at his phone, looks at you.

he eyes you from top to toe, the way the dress looks just perfect on you like it's designed just for you. the man continues to look more at you, look more for you but gets disrupted when he flinches at the snap of your fingers. "I thought we're running late?" "y-yeah, yeah lets go." during the drive, he looks out the window, although he thinks looking at you would be a perfect view. what makes it funny is how your bump is covered and can not be visible unless you see it from an angle.

heaving sighs a couple of times since he feels tense, nervous looking at the crowd that has arrived. everyone has the social anxiety in them, this isn't a club, here people judge you for your outfits if it looks like the money you own. you're judge for your behaviour, your face and business. so it definitely makes him feel uneasy.

CEOs from various companies and famous celebrities flaunt their amazing outfits, you could tell that a lot is about to happen tonight just by watching them at the red carpet. it's so insane. "stick around with me, you could lose your way." the man beside you speak, when he gets closer to your ear since the music and people's chattering are too loud they let his words find it difficult to push through the commotion.

"I'm no kid, Jungkook." you both bicker under your breaths, while keeping tight smiles, so no one knows how mean you're being to each other as the fake smiles cover up for it. "Mr. Jeon, so pleased to see you here." Han Paris speaks as he gives Jungkook a hand shake, you look away from the man, you remember exactly how you encountered him. So glad that he didn't look around anywhere as he kept his eyes on Mr. Jeon.

"Mr. Jeon, welcome!" Seong Wan greets him and then looks over at you since you stood beside Jungkook, a little too close for your liking. "plus one?" the old man questions Jungkook and he nods with a nervous smile. "welcome ma'am, hope you enjoy your time here. Thank you for coming." "my pleasure."

you bow at him with a soft smile. 'no flirtatious actions, less words, no multiple blinking, just a smile. that's the type, glad Ms. Min is not here!' "Let's take a seat." He leads you to a corner, letting you take a seat on the fancy chair set up since he didn't want you to be standing the whole time while he talks business with the men.

"I'm right there, been called for a few pictures. I'll be here, don't run away." he says in a whisper, his lips close to your ear. "i just might." you say as he gives you a slight smirk before he leaves to get caught up by the paparazzi. "ma'am would you like a signature cocktail, champagne cocktail, craft cocktail-" "non alcoholic options please." "sure, virgin mojito and ice teases infused with fruits or herbs."

"a virgin mojito would be great." "sure ma'am, right away." the boy leaves to get your drink and so you get the chance to look around, admire the people and the grand decorations. you've never been a part of an event as big as this, so you do feel like an outcast when everyone's too occupied with all the chattering while you're here alone, seated.

but it's not too bad, especially since you know that you've dressed perfectly to match up to the standards of the people around, if you hadn't then it would just make you feel so awkward round them all.

Jungkook is busy at the red carpet and the women were going crazy watching him, and it's show to you as you observe the whole scene. The few who were closer to him were twirling their outgrown bangs in their index fingers and you see some of them adjusting their gowns to show more cleavage. this makes you want to laugh, 'such attention seekers.'

But you can't deny the fact that Jungkook has always looked great. all eyes on him, it's no surprise. being one of the youngest CEO's here, he looks phenomenal! it's a wonder how you captured this man between your legs, that one night. his eyes meet yours, raising his eyebrow that indicates 'oh you're watching me?' you roll your eyes at him and watch the other young CEOs walking into the building with their plus ones beside them. they all look so ravishing. "what?"

you hear the man speak from behind you as he takes a seat beside you, he looks at where your eyes settled and sees that you've been watching the people enter. "what? Everyone looks so pretty." "this is why i chose, Dior. they did a great job." He mumbles, as he glances at the females in their short figure-hugging gowns before he turns to look at you, you face him, giving him the side eye. "not everyone can make Dior look good, Jungkook. It's how they carry Dior. and i carry it pretty well."

He spoke those words out intentionally so you'll turn to him to give a remark, he took this opportunity to analyse you. He noticed how your collar bones were exposed, your cleavage doesn't show too much, it was just right. Unlike the woman there who tried to make it obvious, you didn't. in fact you kept pulling your dress higher to cover up any more cleavage that would show. your hair tied up into a bun allowed your neck to be on show,

the neck that was too empty for his liking but there was nothing in his hand that he could do. The sheer nude gloss of your lips made it look fuller, luscious and tempting. The makeup was so subtle, it almost looked so natural except the slight touch of highlight on your cheek bones, the tip of your nose and on your cupid's bow. it looked perfect. natural is always the best option anyway. the slit in your thigh allowed your clean shaved legs to be visible and it looked so fucking gorgeous on you.

"look who's the narcissist now." "stating facts Mr. Jeon." you shrug, the waiter places the mojito on the table and bows before he leaves, you take it in your palm to sip on it but Jungkook grabs it from you. "you can't drink alcohol." "Oh my god, it's a virgin mojito. calm down!" you take it from him and sip on it slowly. "i'm not stupid, Jungkook, I'm aware that i carry a child."

he hums and gets himself a red carpet royale. he really wanted to get the black tie martini but he avoided it since its too strong, even though Jungkook's tolerance is fucking high, he didn't want to be drunk today especially since he's not alone, he's got to take care of you.

"Are we gonna sit here the whole night?" "We could leave anytime, do you want to leave now?" "no, anyway what's your contribution here?" questioning him curiously, you looked around to find any hints but found none. "see them there on the right corner, busy taking pictures. dressed in the our-" "oh wait! i did the designing in one of them! the one in beige!"

your eyes sparkled when you see that one design you worked on for months, that got rejected for one of the companies you specifically created for. Jungkook notices that little pout on your face, he remembers how embarrassed you felt when it got rejected.

your wide eyes that looked so doe, it's pleasant to see, the way your gaze was on the dress, how you examined each detail of it and how wonderful it looks in reality and not a 3d art.

"you did?" Jungkook asks like he has no idea about it. "Yes, oh my god! don't I get the credits for it?" you turn back to him and fold your arms, your eyes back to staring into his soul. "you'll get a share of it, Ms. Lee." "Thank you Mr. Jeon!"

The rest of the night was spent watching performances and hearing out speeches, you both sat beside each other except for times when the paparazzi crowded around Jungkook for his pictures. He avoided speaking with you, even though you were just next to him. The dress you wore reminded him of how he first met you and the flashbacks of it, is what he hates, till date he thinks that was the biggest mistakes he's done in life. Meanwhile, you look around at the couples and how their dresses just look so enchanting.

"Would you like something to eat?" he whispers at you and you nod immediately, faster than the speed of light that made him wanna chuckle. 'should've asked her that before, looks like she was eager for it.' "I'll be right back." He says with a smile, leaving to get a few finger food for you.

you looked at your phone, scrolling though Instagram when you notice a man walking towards you, he had his hair gelled up, a strand falling to the empty canvas of his forehead. He wore a luxurious brown and purple suit that made him look majestic. It was his face, to be honest. He had that charm that could capture anyone immediately. "greetings." You look up at him, the man asks you if he could take a seat and you let him, you couldn't just say no, he looked like a gentleman.

He sits beside you and gives you a smile that's short lived. "I think I've seen you." you look around nervously, not quite understanding him, you don't think you can remember meeting him before. he's one attractive looking guy, he's got perfect slim fingers, his suit looks absolutely amazing on him and the look he gives you is sensual, it's those eyes, the mono-lids and double eyelid almond shaped eyes that looks more siren than you've ever seen in a man. you could forget the world when you see the universe in his eyes.

"i'm sorry but do I know you?" he huffs and smirks when he hears your voice, looks at your Saint Laurent heels that you've worn under the dress and then faces you. "i don't think you do but i surely know you. the coffee shop? compose coffee?" you worked there before you joined Jeon Industries so you smile and nod. "yes, i worked there. not anymore." he lowers his eyebrow, in a questionable manner. "makes sense."

'what makes sense?' you think to yourself. he looks at your face, your expressions looking for answers, you look curious to know why he's here and what he means, so he speaks, "the taste of the coffee i order now, isn't the same. i'm not fan of coffee, honestly hate the taste of it, but i quite enjoyed the one you made and now that you don't work there anymore, it makes sense why the coffee tastes bitter." that was a compliment.

"have you seen me?" "why yes, in the brown uniform, you always wear your pony tied down. i remember you well." you smile at his description and how exact his words represented you, your cheeks flush red and you nod slowly to let him know that he's right, he's talking about you. "where do you work now?" he asks, quite curious you must say. he's got that look in him, like he wants to know more and more about you.

if he's gonna be very fucking honest, he thinks you're the prettiest woman he's seen here so far. he doesn't usually say or feel that but he does, with you tonight. he loves how elegantly you've seated yourself.

"i work at Jeon in-"

"she works for me."

you both hear a rough, authoritative voice speak, your heads turn to face the man and there Jungkook stands with a gold dish in his hand, finger food of savouries and mini desserts filling it. the man had a compelling stare, he bit on his inner cheek while his jaw clenched in anger. "Jung? What a pleasure to see you?" "it's Mr. Jeon for you, Mr. Kim."

Kim Taehyung is the man's name, he stands on his feet and meets the Jungkook's face, he looks down at you while you look up at the both of them, unaware of the tension growing but you felt it. "I was talking to-" "Ms. Lee, if you didn't hear me the first time." "i did hear you and quite surprised, she sent her resumes to my company too. wait?"

'so he is the CEO of Kim labels? one of the 5 companies I sent my resume to.'

"bad luck, she was chosen by Jeon industries." Jungkook acts quite defensive, like the man in front of him would elope with you. Taehyung chuckles and looks up to meet Jungkook's eyes. "was a few days late, unfortunately-" "fortunately i must say." Jungkook continued to speak in that voice, his tone showed anger and it was unlike him.

his eyebrows creased together with his ears slowly turning red, hinting frustration. "She's perfect at her work for me." "I agree. She's perfect in every way-" "okay that's enough, Mr. Kim. I would like you to leave. Thank you."

Jungkook gestures to you so you stand, you're completely unaware of this whole situation, why Jungkook is behaving this way. He did not want you to speak to Taehyung, the one who betrayed him. "It was of utmost pleasure to see you again, Ms. Lee. our offer for the position you selected is open, you may reconsider your decision."

He smirks as he leaves the floor. Jungkook slams the plate on the table and sighs in frustration. "wtf was all that?" "how does he know you?"

he asked immediately, staring at you with dark eyes. "why do you care- hey why are we leaving, what about the food?" "you'll get better food out of here." Jungkook held your arm and took you out of the building, walking fast so he could avoid anyone from taking pictures of you. He phoned his driver to come to the entrance and he arrived in a minute. Jungkook tells him to get to the hotel. you stay quiet, not wanting to create a scene with his driver here.

as you both reach the hotel, you both take the elevator, he takes the right turn to get to his room as he holds on to your arm. "Jungkook, leave me." his grip on your wrist stays tight as he places the card on the door till it turns green and opens up. When it does, he takes you inside and closes the door immediately, to face you.

he doesn't want to ask you this, but he needs to know. "How does he know you? and when did you apply to work at his company?" you look at his face, disbelief that he's questioning your private life, one that he has no control over and does not require to know anything about.

"Why does that matter to you?" "because it does!!" he yells, removing his coat, he throws it on the couch as the frustration in him allows the sweat to drip down from his neck to his spine. you gape at him, your eyes widening at how stupid he sounds. his behaving is definitely scaring you, with his piercing eye contact and rapid exchange of words. "it does not! it's none of your business!" "fuck, you don't know him y/n!!!" the man is yelling at the top of his voice, it sounds insane! you can't believe this, you don't understand it either.

Taehyung was just talking to you, having a little conversation, why does it matter to him and how he knows you. "it doesn't fucking matter, Jungkook! it's my life and you don't get to ask me about it-" "fuck just tell me, how he fucking knows you!"

The man grows closer to you, his face turning red, the nerves in his neck popping out and he can feel himself getting the temper. His anger issues aren't bad but when he gets angry, when his questions are not answered calmly, when he has to be adamant to an adamant person it frustrated him so much that he could feel his blood boil. you're looking at him, if you'll be honest you're really feeling anxious now,

it's the way his palms are fisted and how his body language has completely changed, you don't understand this, you think maybe being calm would solve this but, you've got much more serious anger issues than him and it's getting worse with pregnancy. the way he keeps getting closer to you, it only makes you want to run away.

"just fuck off, Jungkook-" you scream as you're about to walk away, when he grabs your wrist and pulls you to him, your back crashes on his chest, leaving you in a shock at his drastic this step was. "please tell me." his voice now raspy as he breathes to your neck while he requests you to say, to answer to him, to let him know, his voice is soft, almost like a whisper as if begging you to reply to him.

"fuck- don't test me y/n. not today, not now. not when you're like this.

tell me. answer me."

his lips getting closer to your neck as he breathes in your scent, letting them touch your neck, leaving chills to run up your skin, he feels his stomach drop. "please....."

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