A Mutually-Assured Attachment ✔️

Part 17

~ 17 ~

Beautiful mornings often begin with a sour mood for you, especially when things aren't going the way you want them to, as they always do when you are late.

You were currently running late for work, which you were supposed to arrive at nine a.m. but it was now ten a.m., so you were pacing with everything. You hurriedly gathered your belongings and proceeded outside the house, where you stood in the gate's pathway, waiting for Taehyung, who had said he'd drop you off and was on his way.

You kept switching your gaze between your wristwatch and the road, expecting Taehyung would pull over at any moment. However, the sound of a car arriving from the garage draws your attention, so you frown and tilt your head in that direction. Jungkook and his lovely Mercedes were approaching you, so you took a small step back. Why hasn't he arrived at work yet? You wondered.

You turn back to face the exit, pretending you didn't see him, and wait for Taehyung's car to appear. When Jungkook noticed you, he smirked and pushed his car up alongside you, making it screech, causing you to flinch and gasp a little. You sigh a breath of relief as you rest your palm on your chest.

Jungkook chuckled and rolled down his window, smirking smugly as he took off his sunglasses. "Need a ride, princess?" Placing his arm in the car's window, he asked.

"No thanks." You decline and move away from him and his car. He rolled his eyes and drove up behind you, causing you to come to a halt and glare at him.

"Have a seat, ma'am. I'm not gonna eat you." He winked as well as grinned at you. The silver rings on his finger gleamed in the strong sunlight, drawing the majority of your focus to his hands.

"I already said no," you cross your arms. Jungkook's face became solemn, and he peered up and down, his tongue sticking inside his cheek at your short skirt. He smirks quietly to himself. "Besides, Taehyung is coming. You can leav-"

"I'm not leaving without you." He cut you off immediately, his gaze cold with envy.

"Then die." You stick your tongue out at him and then smile snidely causing his blood to boil to the point where he clenched his jaw and gripped tightly onto the steering wheel. He was mad.

So, as you begin to walk away from his car again, Jungkook loses patience and jumps out of the car, snatching you from behind and slinging you over his shoulder like a rag doll. You let out a scream. "What the hell, put me down! You're crazy!" You scream and slam your balled fist into his back, but he didn't appear to be bothered because his physique was constructed like a tank.

"Only for you, love." He says this as he walks to his car and opens the door, putting you in the front seat and carefully wrapping the seatbelt around you. He was annoyed by your struggle, so he grabbed your wrist and pinned it to the seat, hovering over you with a glare. "Stop struggling." He warned with a threatening look so you gulped and calmed down. He slammed the door behind you and slid into the driver's seat, hastily locking the door behind you. With a smirk, he then turns to face you.

"You're crazy, you know that?!" You pant as a result of the struggles from a few moments earlier. You were still fighting to get your breath back.

"Don't breathe like that, you're gonna turn me on," he brought his face closer to you in an attempt to intimidate you, which he succeeded in doing because your eyes were wide with terror. "You're so cute." He chuckled as he moved his face away from you and started the car. He begins driving, but not before grabbing your hand and placing it on the gear as if you two were dating.

You try to yank your hand away from him, but he clutches it hard, completely aware of your intentions, and you give up. You merely stare out the window while he rants about nothing in particular, to which you react with a "yeah" or a "hmm." However, halfway through the ride, you discover that the route he's on does not lead to your workplace, which makes your heart race. You stare at him, wide-eyed. Where is he taking me?! Inside your head, you scream. "Excuse me, this is not the road to my workplace??" You gulp, speaking in a loud voice.