Taekook ?? "UNEXPECTED LOVE"

Chapter 4

Taehyung was capturing the uneasy look of other with his lust-filled eyes. He was enjoying Jungkook's worried, terrified expressions, observing every line of his face. Jungkook's dazzling black eyes, hidden beneath long lashes, were hypnotizing him. He glanced at Jungkook's pink, soft, plump lips, which were blowing cold air on his wound. His eyes found the black mole below Jungkook's lip, making him bite his own lip, cursing, "FUCK." While dressing the wound, Jungkook looked at him, confused.

Taehyung, overwhelmed by the intensity of Jungkook's Bambi eyes, sighed loudly. "Hey, leave it," he murmured, his voice thick with a sudden urgency. He grasped Jungkook's hand tightly and pulled him by the waist, closing the distance between them until only an inch separated them. Jungkook's eyes widened in confusion and a hint of panic. "W...what are you doing, Mr. Kim? Be in your limits," he stammered, his voice trembling slightly. "Leave m..."

"SHUSSSH!!" Taehyung hissed. "Why are you so stressed about the injury?"

"What? No... I'm not stressed at all," Jungkook replied, his voice slightly strained.

"But your expressions... Did you feel bad seeing me in pain?" Taehyung asked, his gaze intense.

"Leave it. It's just... that you suddenly cut your hand like a psycho," Jungkook retorted, a hint of exasperation in his voice. Taehyung raised an eyebrow. "Did you just call your superior a 'psycho'?"

"N...No, I mean..." Just then, Taehyung's phone rang. "DAMN IT!" He muttered, but he didn't release Jungkook. Jungkook struggled in his arms.

"Mr. Kim, I said, leave me," He insisted. Taehyung tightened his grip even more, "Shusshhh, shut your mouth... It's my dad, let me take this first," He warned, his eyes holding Jungkook's gaze. He answered the phone. "Yes, appa."

"What are you doing in the office right now?" his father demanded.

"Working...".

"Really? I warned you many times to keep your personal life away from work, right?"

"But, I was just..."

"Shut up... you brat. You are talking to your father, don't you dare answer me back." His father's voice was loud, audible to Jungkook, who couldn't help but suppress a small laugh. Taehyung glared, moving closer, pressing their foreheads together gripping his neck tightly.

Jungkook struggled against his hold. "Sushhhhh, stay still," Taehyung whispered against his lips, his voice low. He was holding the phone with his left hand and gripped Jungkook's neck with the other. Jungkook froze for a moment, his eyes meeting Taehyung's sharpe gaze made him uneasy. Taehyung breathed, slowly lowered his gaze to Jungkook's lips made Jungkook swallowed nervously.

"I am watching you through CCTV. Send that boy away quickly. Everyone is gossiping about you," his father shouted. Taehyung was momentarily distracted. Jungkook seized the opportunity and escaped his grasp pushing him slightly and turned towards the camera and waved, smiling fishily. Taehyung was just giving him death glare, apologising to his father.

"I'm fed up with your dating rumors. Can't you just stick with a girl?"

"Sorry, I will behave."

"Keep that in mind, Taehyung. If I ever find you with any boy again, I won't hesitate to remove you from the family registry, understand?" His father hung up.

Taehyung sighed and threw his phone onto the couch in frustration. He turned to Jungkook, who was still looking at the camer still waving stupidly. He made leaned him back forcefully against the table, asking staring deep into his soul, "What was so funny? Your face lit up."

"No... no, where?" Jungkook touched his face, stammering, "It wasn't, Mr. Kim." Taehyung opened the first two buttons of his shirt, smirking. Jungkook's eyes widened in fear. "Now w...what? Hold on....what are you planning to do?"

Taehyung pointed to his chest. "Won't you check my heartbeats?"

"No!" Jungkook pushing him away slightly, breathing out of anxiety "Argh , There is no need to check your heart rate, you're absolutely fine, Mr. Kim."

Taehyung smirked. "Don't tell me you imagined something wild, didn't you?"

"No, of course not, why would I?"
Jungkook, feeling uncomfortable, turned to pack his things, niglecting him. Taehyung stepped closer against his back, touching their body, resting his chin on Jungkook's shoulder. "It's becoming harder to control myself. I don't know what kind of obsession this is, but you've been stuck in my head since day one," He said, his voice deep. As if he was serious. Jungkook gulped as he felt Taehyung's breath on his neck, tickling him, giving him goosebumps all over his body. He turned to Taehyung replied rudely. "It sounds like lust, doesn't it, Mr. Kim? .........
....I'm not the kind of boy you're looking for... And all this stuff you're trying to do, normal people call it 'sexual harassment.'"

Taehyung smiled. "Woh, Okay, let me get to the point. I'm just asking for a one-night stand, nothing difficult."

"How can you boldly ask someone you barely know? Do you have any conscience? Just call someone to handle your lust and stop this, otherwise I will report you," Jungkook said, his voice laced with disgust. He took his belongings, bowed, and said, "Okay, Mr. Kim, let me take my leave. Have a great... oops, sorry! Today is your bad day." He smiled dibelrate and left quickly.

"You motherfucker, who do you think you are?" Taehyung cursed but jk was already left the place. He breathed, anger was rushing through his eyes, muttering to himself, "Should I beat him to death and then have him?" He lit a cigarette.

Inside the elevator, Jungkook pressed the button, his hands trembling. He sighed in relief. "Oh my, I would have been eaten alive by that horny ass."

Jimin entered the cabin and took the cigarette from Taehyung's hand. "Don't smoke in here," he stated.

Taehyung snatched it back, his voice rising. "What the heck everyone's problem? First my dad, now you... That asshole even dared to talk back to me, someone who controls this whole damn place. People tremble at my presence, and he has the audacity to test my patience."

"Just calm down, Tae. Why are you so obsessed with him? I can get you plenty of other guys," Jimin offered.

"Don't talk nonsense. This isn't just about sex." Taehyung's voice was sharp, a dangerous edge to it. "Now it's a matter of my pride. It's a challenge to make him begged for mercy" He smiled slightly, exhaling smoke, a dark amusement in his eyes. "But this game..... it's becoming quite interesting. I get a real thrill out of how much he resists."

......."Just wait, Jeon Jungkook. You'll pay for this."