Rules of Heart | VKook [Editing]

[34] Even but no odds

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"Thank you for flying with Korean International Airlines...."

The plane had landed safely at JFK airport, New York, with passengers slowly departing one by one. The morning sky outside wasn't exactly what one could say pleasantly cold. It was rather dull, gloomy, and inclement. 

Taehyung frowned looking outside through the small window. Taking his laptop case he was about to move ahead when someone from behind him pushed his shoulder and went ahead. 

With a roll of an eye, the elder whispered, "What a douchebag." but it still made the raven-haired man turn around and scoff.

"I could say the same to you."

Hoseok and Haneul, their secretaries were already out so the chances of a fight breaking out were high. 

"I didn't even do anything!" Taehyung let out sorely. 

"Sure." the other replied as they both walked ahead. The flight was empty by now, leaving only two of them. 

"If it's because of what happened in the restroom then it's not my fault." Taehyung grabbed the other arm, turning the other halfway. 

"Oh really?" taking out his arms Jungkook asked sulkily and the elder licked his lips. 

"It wasn't my fault that Haneul was looking for me and she knocked at the restroom." the elder replied.

"If it wasn't for your stupid argument we would've finished by then but no you had to prove your stupid logic. I came back with a fucking huge boner you cocksucker!" Jungkook pushed Taehyung's chest with his index finger and turned around to go out of the cabin. 

"Are you seriously that mad for a fuck? I will suck you off at the hotel." Taehyung whispered. Well, he had no idea why he was so worked up to make sure Jungkook isn't mad. Not like his brain had thought about it. 

The latter's ear perked up as he turned around, eyes narrowed. "You always say that Kim Taehyung but you never do." 

The blondie was about to say something when Jungkook's phone rang. 

"Yeah-"but the younger was cut off by Hoseok's enraged voice.

"If you and your arc nemesis can postpone your old married couple fights then we may go to the hotel." 

Jungkook couldn't help but gulp. Yes, he was the CEO but Jung Hoseok was the final boss. 

It was a thirty minutes ride to their hotel from the airport. The CEOs came in separate cars thankfully or else the ride wouldn't be so pleasant. On their way through the midtown, both the CEOs couldn't help but be wide-eyed at the gigantic concrete jungle. Sure Seoul had its fair share of urbanized structures, but New York was something else. 

The car stopped and someone in a black suit rushed to open the door. Taehyung got out of the car, his secretary following behind him in front of a sumptuous hotel. Hotel Four Seasons is one of the most luxurious, if not the most luxurious, hotels in the entire Manhattan. 

They stepped inside and were immediately greeted by a higher-end employee and a glass of mocktail. Special service for VIPs. Of course, he was Kim Taehyung.