[ I Need Love And Affection ][Vkook]

CHAPTER 19

"Tae, are you going somewhere?" Mrs. Kim asked, glancing up from her magazine as she noticed Taehyung walking toward the hall, a bag slung over his shoulder. Her eyes softened at the sight of her son, always so thoughtful and kind.

"Oh! Yes, Mom," Taehyung replied with a warm smile, holding up the bag. "I'm heading to Jungkook's office to drop this off. I also want to check on him-he's been working so hard lately."

Mrs. Kim nodded, her lips curving into a gentle smile. "Alright, son. Just make sure you come home early, okay?" She returned to her magazine, the pages rustling softly as Taehyung gave a quick nod and stepped out into the crisp morning air.

The sun was just beginning to rise, casting a golden hue over the quiet neighborhood. Taehyung slid into his car, placing the bag carefully on the passenger seat. As the engine purred to life, he couldn't help but feel a flutter of excitement at the thought of seeing Jungkook. Between the rhythmic hum of the road, an idea struck him-he should bring something sweet for his "bun." With a quick detour, he pulled up in front of a quaint bakery, its windows filled with rows of pastries and cakes.

Inside, the air was thick with the scent of freshly baked bread and vanilla. Taehyung selected a few of Jungkook's favorites-a slice of decadent chocolate cake and a couple of blueberry muffins. The elderly shopkeeper handed him the box with a kind smile, which he returned with genuine gratitude. "Thank you so much," he said, his voice warm and sincere.

Back in the car, he continued his journey, the cityscape gradually giving way to the towering skyscrapers of the business district. When he finally arrived at Jungkook's office building, he stepped out, bags in hand, and made his way to the entrance. The security guard recognized him immediately, bowing shyly as Taehyung greeted him with a friendly smile.

The lobby was bustling with employees, their polished shoes clicking against the marble floor. Taehyung felt a few curious glances linger on him, but he maintained his composure, offering polite smiles to anyone who caught his eye. He approached the receptionist, a young woman who stood up abruptly, her cheeks tinged with pink as she greeted him.

"Good morning, Mr. Kim," she said, her voice tinged with awe.

"Morning," Taehyung replied, his tone gentle. "Is Mr. Jeon free right now? I'd like to see him if possible."

The receptionist nodded eagerly, her fingers flying across the keyboard. "Yes, sir. Mr. Jeon is in his office. You can go right up."

"Thank you," Taehyung said, his smile widening. "And please, call me Taehyung." He grabbed the bags and made his way to the elevator, the soft chime signaling his ascent to the top floor.

The executive floor was a world of its own-luxurious, serene, and bathed in natural light. Taehyung walked down the hall, nodding at a few employees who recognized him and bowed respectfully. When he reached Jungkook's office, his heart swelled with anticipation. He reached for the door handle, but just as his fingers brushed the cool metal, a sharp voice interrupted him.