This is a story of two boys with different mindsets. They are both incredibly kind to everyone and have numerous dreams in life. They deeply love their parents and are willing to do anything for them, whether they approve or not. They are remarkably...
"Ohh, Jimin? You’re here?" His voice holds a mix of curiosity and concern. "Is everything okay? Do you need something?"
His heart clenches with worry. Jimin has never visited his office before—this is the first time. Did something happen? Is something wrong? A thousand thoughts race through his mind, his body tensing as he waits for an answer.
Jimin quickly shakes his head, sensing Jungkook’s distress. "No, no! I’m just here to give you this," he says, lifting a neatly packed lunch box and showing it to Jungkook.
Jungkook exhales a deep sigh of relief, slumping slightly in his chair. "Oh… okay." His lips curl into a small, sheepish smile. "I thought… well, never mind. Anyway, thank you so much, but you really didn’t have to bother yourself."
Jimin pouts slightly, crossing his arms. "Ah, no, it’s okay. Come, I’ll serve you."
Without waiting for Jungkook’s response, he moves towards the couch, setting the lunch box down on the small table beside it.
Jungkook watches him, a fond smile tugging at the corners of his lips. His heart swells at the simple yet thoughtful gesture.
Jimin really came all the way just to bring him lunch?
And suddenly, his busy office doesn’t feel so suffocating anymore.
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Jungkook was about to step closer to Jimin, drawn to him like a magnet, but just as he took a step forward—
Click!
The sudden sound of the door opening made him pause.
Before he could even process what was happening, a familiar voice called his name.
"Jungkook!"
His head instinctively turned toward the direction of the voice, his brows slightly furrowing.
Jimin, too, shifted his gaze, following Jungkook’s line of sight. His expression remained neutral, but there was a flicker of something in his eyes—curiosity? Uncertainty?
Standing at the doorway was a woman. She looked undeniably beautiful, her figure accentuated by the short dress she wore, paired with elegant heels. Her makeup was flawless, and she carried herself with confidence, as if she belonged there, as if she had walked into Jungkook’s office countless times before.
Jimin’s grip on the lunchbox tightened slightly, though his face betrayed nothing.
Meanwhile, Jungkook blinked, his jaw tightening slightly before he spoke.
This was unexpected.
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Jungkook blinked in surprise before forcing a polite smile.
"Uh… Rose? You’re here? Do you need something from me?"
The woman in front of him pouted slightly, tilting her head.
"No. Can’t I just come here? I was missing you, so I decided to drop by," she said sweetly before stepping closer.
Before Jungkook could react, she wrapped her arms around him, hugging him tightly.
Jimin’s fingers twitched at his sides as he silently watched the scene unfold. His expression remained unreadable, but there was a strange tightness in his chest.
Jungkook, feeling uncomfortable, gently backed out of the hug. He cleared his throat, glancing at Jimin before turning back to Rose.
"No, it’s not like that, Rose. Of course, you can come anytime you want, but… I’m a little busy right now."
Rose arched a brow, her gaze flickering toward Jimin, who was still standing there, quietly observing.
"Yeah… I can see that," she muttered, her tone carrying a hint of something unspoken.
Jungkook sighed. This was not the time for this.
"So, can we talk later?" he asked, hoping to end the conversation quickly.
But Rose, being stubborn as always, shook her head.
"No, I want to talk to you right now," she insisted, reaching out to hold his hand.
Jungkook parted his lips to protest, but before he could say anything, Jimin suddenly stepped forward.
The movement caught both of their attention.
Jimin stopped in front of Rose, his expression calm but distant.
"Yes, you can talk to him," he said, his voice smooth and unwavering. Then, he turned towards Jungkook, his eyes meeting his husband's for a brief moment.
"I’m leaving. Please have your lunch."
His words were simple, but there was something final in his tone. Without waiting for a response, he turned on his heel and hurriedly left the office, not looking back even once.
Jungkook stood frozen for a moment, watching Jimin disappear beyond the door.
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