Stuck Between Crime //JUNGKOOK FF// COMPLETE 💕

Chapter 25: Sticky note

Monday arrived and there she was sitting in her desk looking through her glass wall, staring at Taehyung with questioning eyes, wondering if Jungkook spoke to him about what he asked her. She was continuously looking at him but not really looking anymore. Her eye focus had become blurry on that specific spot and her mind travelled into an abyss of questions.

'Did Jungkook talk to him?... or maybe he didn't... God! If he did Taehyung is going to be upset with me! He's probably going to hate me, thinking I split on him. Damn that Jimin's mouth! I should seriously take into serious consideration the possibility of grabbing a needle along with a thread and sew those talkative lips' *mentally sighs*

*Knock Knock*

She snapped out of her thoughts at the sound of Taehyung knocking on her door. 'This is it! He hates me! He's going to say it!'

"Come in" She authorized. The door opened and he slowly walked up to her with a beige envelope in his hands with no hatred expressed on his face. He seemed normal and okay. He seemed like the usual? "Company 'X' brought in this months documents for you to organize. He said he needs a balance sheet with urgency."

"I see. I'll get it done, but the company is rather big... you can tell him I should have it ready by the end of this week tops" She explained while he nodded. "Don't worry I'll tell him" Taehyung bowed his head very lightly out of respect and with a very professionally attitude.

Ready to leave her office, she hummed. "Uhmmm" Wanting to say something but not being able to find the words or right timing to say it. But something within her felt like she needed to talk to him. "...Taehyung..."

He looked back while grabbing on to the door knob.

"Is that all?" She asked, giving him an opportunity to say something if he wanted to. The curiosity was eating her alive at the rate it was going. She'd rather he tell her straight up his thoughts than to wonder around what could possibly be roaming through his brain at this point. If he didn't say something she knew she would have sleepless nights just thinking about it.

"Yes" He spoke firmly.

"Are you sure?" she asked once more, while gaining a nod in response.

"Di- Did you get that problem solved...?" She decided to ask but hesitated a bit in the beginning. With that asked, he gave a gentle smile "Don't worry. I figured something out and I'm sorry I asked you for such a thing. It really was wrong of me... I won't do it again" He apologized with such an honest expression yet it seemed truly genuine. With those words, the translating that had been transmitted to her brain was that surely Jungkook spoke to him without a doubt.

"It's okay. I couldn't help anyways..." She sighed, flickering her pen from left to right on the table.

"No need to get your brain wrapped up about it, and maybe it was for the best this way... that it didn't give that is" He smiled at her, while he tapped the door knob that he was still holding with his index finger.

"What do you mean?" She felt confused for a moment. He continued with his kind smile, filling his lungs with air of worries and let out heavy sigh "You'll see one day...." he spoke just before leaving her space and shutting the door. Min-hi could feel that that sigh felt sad and tiring. It was as if he knew something big was coming and very soon. Something that Min-hi's mind would never think would happen in her life. But he wasn't going to say it... even if he wanted to.

She noticed that the moment he sat back on his seat he stole a glance back at her, which made her wonder what he meant by that. Not even a few minutes passed and Jungkook arrived, passing by him but with a glance that seemed like it was very talkative. Min-hi didn't understand it but that simple eye contact expressed a lot of things between them. It was as if they were talking with their eyes. There was no need for words to be spoken which left her dazed at the view. But whatever they had going there had nothing to with her as much as she was dying to know, so she went back to her pile of work and dug herself into her load.