He was like a dictator, a man of power. The moment he starts speaking, everyone else would just sit and listen but that was just not his thing. He would come here with people only to spend the entire time on his phone scrolling endlessly, ignoring the people around him. His sight wouldn't bear a glance towards a single women who yearns to have his gaze. He knew he could leave any second and no one would dare object his actions but he would sit there still, he liked the fear in their quelling voice afraid to be raised more than his. He liked how every minute the people would look at him to seek if he is not offended by their talks. He liked the power.
But right now was a different story.
His eyes were desperately fixated somewhere, or more accurately, someone.
Lee Y/n, the ultimate charity case and every synonym of loser has been capturing his attention recently, quite very often.
To the extent, he believes that she is doing it purposely because hell no, he never intended to stalk a girl before.
And by never he means, NEVER in his 24 years of life.
Why the hell is he sitting in this place alone keeping his eye on this average looking girl?
He have no effin' idea
Then again, he has become a total mess recently so whatever that he is doing at the moment doesn't concern him anymore.
He was sure that his perception of Y/n was absolutely true and the rest of doubt was perfectly cleared by the picture playing right infront of me.
Ofcourse she wore that mini skirt to woo a guy.
But there was still a hint of something so vague lingering in the bottom most of his chest.
It pained.
He didn't like it. He resented the thought of her already mingling with another man. The bit of hope that she was not what he or the others believe shattered and a sore ache resonated in the walls of his heart.
The man infront of him made his viens tighten with the ultimate surge of blood flowing and anger oozing within him. He couldn't bear her smiling at him, hell he wasn't able to look. It felt exceedingly wrong just by seeing her with someone else.
And before he could comprehend his emotions, he got up on his feet, dashing towards the couple sitting a few metres away from him.
You laughed
A very forced and painful laugh sliding from your parched throat spreading in the atmosphere.
He just called you beautiful.
And if it wasn't that you were just caked with gallons of makeup, you may just have accepted that compliment of his
"Thanks...I guess" you said, a strand of hair lingering infront your eyes and before your hand could reach, you felt another pair of fingers placing that piece of hair behind your ear.
"That..." he looked down not being able to look at you in the eye "...was bothering" he said shyly retracting his hand to himself and smiling softly.
Before you could say something else, you felt the rough graze of the chair beside you before you felt a presence occupying the specific place
You turned your head and your eyes widen at the person right next to you.
Jeon Jungkook sitting beside you in his outmost glory, boring daggers with his intense eyes at the man infront of you.
Oh sugar honey ice tea!
Not this man again.
"Look who we have here" he uttered at the man infront of you with his eyes dripping with pique and a strange surge of displeasure at the sight infront of him.
You looked at Seyoon and he looked rather frightened. His eyes widen, shaped in the size of saucers and lips parted like a goldfish.
"If it isn't Kang Seyoon, the step-son of the CEO of Ah-jin corporation. Nice to meet you" he extended his hand for a hand shake displaying a slight smirk at the expression of the man infront of him.
"N-nice to meet you too. You must be Jeon Jungkook,only son of the CEO of J&K Group. I'm very pleased to see you here" he stand up shooking hand with the said man.
Jungkook nodded and looked at you "So you're here with your girlfriend?" he looked back at him, his voice sounded almost restrained as if someone is clutching his throat restricting the words to flow from his uneven lips.
"Oh she is not my girlfriend right now. My father send me on a blind date with her. She is Miyeon, our parents are friends" he looked at you showcasing a subtle smile at the mention of you not being aware about your condition.
f*ck me
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This chapter was getting even bigger so I'll write the rest in the next part. It would be updated sooner so stay tuned for it.
I haven't re-checked the chapter so their must be a ton of mistakes. I'll correct that later someday. Till then, enjoy<3
