traumatic love / Jikook

A Deal with Beauty

ARC1/CHP8 : A Deal with Beauty
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Jungkook woke up, feeling disorientated and discombobulated. His surroundings were unfamiliar and he couldn't recall how he ended up in this foreign place. As he attempted to move, he was met with a figure lying beside him, with their eyes closed. The sight took his breath away as he gazed at their face, pondering over their presence.

He soon remembered the events of the previous night and realized that he may have passed out from exhaustion. He was enchanted by their appearance, with their face appearing ethereal and innocent. He couldn't resist reaching out, softly caressing their cheek with his thumb.

But before he could bask at the moment, he was snapped back to reality by the voice of the figure beside him. Jimin had woken up, scrunched his nose, and stood up abruptly, looking at away skeptically and holding the hem of his shirt tightly.

As Jungkook gazed upon the trembling figure before him, he couldn't help but feel a deep sense of compassion. The person seemed scared, and their nerves were palpable in the air. 

"Why am I here?" Jungkook asked, trying to mask his emotions.

Jimin, stammered in response, shaking, and avoiding eye contact. "I-I'm sorry. You s-simply lost consciousness a-and I tried to call for h-help, but no one responded. I-I didn't know if I was a-allowed to leave the room, s-so I stayed with you"

" Why didn't you wake me up "

"I-I tried, but you didn't w-wake up," Jimin replied, relief washing over him as Jungkook seemed to understand the situation. He must have been really exhausted, as he slept well and felt more energetic

"It's okay. Can you describe the location of the box to someone?" jungkook asked, wanting to send someone with Jimin to retrieve it, but if he could show them the place, it would be even better. He didn't want to let jimin leave the place yet.

" Y-yeah I'll t..try " Jimin confirmed, jungkook was certain that his data was in the box as he had traced it before the thief's death.

"I'll send someone. Be ready."

As he prepared to depart the room, a delicate hand gently tugged at the hem of his shirt. Jungkook spun around to see a figure biting their lip in apprehension, locked in an inner battle over whether to voice their thoughts or remain silent.

His gaze was fixated on Jimin's quivering bottom lip, and he couldn't help but feel a strange and unfamiliar stirring within him.

"Out with it," he demanded, his tone sharper than he had intended. "I don't have the patience for games."

"I-I ...can s-see..." 

 "I won't know what you want if you don't speak. I don't read minds."

"C-Can I continue t-to see J-jin and the o-others?" jimin stammered, fear evident in their voice.

Stepping closer, Jungkook towered over the individual, who was now pressed against the bathroom door in an attempt to evade him. A sly smirk played on his lips as he proposed a deal.

"Let's make a new deal, beautiful. What do you say?" he smirked and jimin just nodded, looking confused and scared

"Here's what I'm offering. If you can speak with me for ten minutes without stuttering or showing fear, you will be granted permission to leave this room and see the others whenever you please."

As he pulled away, his eyes locked with Jimin's. Mere inches separated their faces as the latter swayed unsteadily, struggling to remain upright, his legs threatening to give way at any moment. and Jungkook couldn't resist the urge to reach out and steady him with a supportive arm around his waist, causing goosebumps to ripple across his skin.

jungkook was enraptured by the reaction he elicited, and couldn't help but feel a sense of pride.

"Do we have a deal?" he queried, his voice low and velvety.

Jimin nodded, nervousness etched across his face.

"We'll see about that," jungkook replied before retreating to his room to prepare for a meeting. Despite his best efforts, he couldn't shake the strange attraction he felt towards jimin and the strange feeling in his gut. He felt like a lovesick teenager, yet he knew he wasn't in love, nor was he a teenager. He couldn't help but admire jimin's beautiful face, kissable lips, and cute reactions.

"Shut up your fucking mind, JK," he scolded himself, hitting his head against the door frame. He took a quick shower and sent one of his men to check on jimin, before setting out for the meeting. 

 As he drove, he found himself pondering Jimin's tumultuous past. He knew so little about the man, yet he couldn't shake the strange feeling in his chest, he was consumed by curiosity about the reasons behind Jimin's fragile state, and why he had warned him about the "chin freak." The more he thought about it, the more he was convinced that Jimin was hiding a dark and painful history.

"What is this strange feeling I keep experiencing lately?" he pondered, as he headed towards the meeting.

The day was peaceful for Jimin, as the majority of individuals were occupied with their daily chores. Jin and the rest of the boys momentarily halted their departure to inquire about Jimin's well-being, especially in regard to any potential harm inflicted by Jungkook. To their amazement, Jimin informed them that Jungkook had exhibited a rather docile demeanor and had only raised his voice twice.

Due to the time constraints, they quickly made their exit, vowing to return after the evening meal. Jimin was left to his own thoughts, which was a potentially hazardous scenario, as he grappled with understanding the dichotomy of Jungkook's behavior. He pondered if the latter was suffering from a dissociative identity disorder.

On the other side, As Jin engaged in conversation with Yoongi, the rest of the members arrived for their much-awaited lunch break, a precious moment to recharge and rejuvenate.

Taehyung strolled over, took a seat beside Hoseok, and greeted the group with a mischievous 

"Hi, guys!"

 "What's up?" he asked,  with eager curiosity.

"We were just discussing Jungkook," Jin replied truthfully.

Namjoon gazed at Jin with amazement, " Yeah, it's stupefying how he didn't get angry "

Jin too was taken aback, but he couldn't help but acknowledge the remarkable change in Jungkook's demeanor, "Perhaps because I made him swear to remain composed, and he was too fatigued to argue."

Hoseok interjected, "But Jin hyung, you know that Jungkook becomes even more irate when he's exhausted. He can't tolerate anyone at those times."

Namjoon nodded, "Hoseok's right, hyung. He even punched me once because I wouldn't stop talking about random things. He was too tired to tell me to be quiet, so he punched me in the nose instead." Namjoon shook his head to shake off the memory.

Yoongi jokingly chided, "Haha, he broke your nose! It was hilarious watching you suffer for a week."

Jin shot back, "Quiet, Yoongi. Don't forget the time he kicked you so hard that you fell down the stairs and couldn't sit comfortably for days." His mocking caused the others to laugh.

"Tsk..."

Taehyung asked, "Hey, why did he kick you? You never told us."

All the members focused their attention on Yoongi.

Yoongi explained, "It was after he returned from a long day of dealing with rival gangs. I went to remind him that we still had to check on the construction industry and he got angry, kicking me and yelling, 'Go check it yourself,' before storming out." They all burst into laughter, holding their bellies.

Namjoon wiped his tears, "Oh man if he catches us talking behind his back, we're dead."

 After their lunch break, all the members resumed their work while jungkook was on his way, heading to his company after the meeting with the Italian mafia ended.

RING RING (SMOOTH LIKE BUTTER )

"Hello,"

" Boss we found the box "

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