10: TEST

Just a few more days and your fake wedding contract with Jungkook will finally come to an end.

You sighed as you thought about going back to your little apartment, living there all alone once again without Jungkook's warm hugs to take all those nightmares away.

You were standing by the kitchen counter, chopping some garlic, mind flying around the idea of not being with Jungkook the day after tomorrow when a sharp pain made you hissed as the blade cut through your finger immediately pigmenting your milky skin with cherry colored fluid.

"Oh, God honey, are you alright?" you were taken aback when Jungkook suddenly appeared behind you, arms around your shoulder as he reached for your injured finger.

"I'm fine, j-just a small cut."

"Lemme see," he looked closely at your cut while his arms still around you, as if hugging you, then he,-without second thoughts- pushed your finger on his lips, sucking the metallic liquid from your cut.

"Jungkook!" you mumbled with a strained voice as you tried not to sound too loud since the maids' room was just around the corner.

He licked your finger one last time and kiss it with a smacking sound as he looked at you teasingly, "there, all gone."

You answered him with a sigh.

"Oh! Does it still hurt? Lemme suck it again."

"No! Jungkook! It doesn't. You're crazy," you almost yelled at him, but he could see how flushed your face looked and how you tried to hide the smile on your lips as you completely turned your back on him, "My finger felt like it has been smooched by a snail, " you complained and you heard him chuckled sexily as he slithered his hands around your hips back-hugging you.

"What are you preparing?"

"Pasta."

"Oooh~" he exclaimed peeking behind you shoulders to see what you're doing.

He's always been sweet to you after your first night together, every single day, your feelings for the guy grew deeper and deeper.

But you were still afraid.

The fact that he's still a play boy kept running around your head, you were unable to fully push it away from your thoughts that's why you were more frighten as the last day of your contract arrived.

What if he'll just let you go that easily?

What if he just said those words out of pity?

What if you were really nothing to him but a way to dilly-dally?

The CEO came back on the last day of the contract and called in for you both into his office.

You and Jungkook were sitting side by side on the sofa of his father's office, while the older man was right across you.

"So. I guess you both figured why I called you here."

Both of you were silent for second, then you felt warmth against your icy hand as Jungkook intertwined your fingers together.

"Dad--."

"Y/N, you may pack your things now," the CEO interrupted.

You bit your lips, wanting to say no but you have to do what the old man said, he was the one who did all the paper works, and paid all the hospital bills.

"Your mom's bills will still be taken care of until she recovered from the operation."

The operation was a success and your mom was saved, and all she had to do was stay in the hospital for a few more weeks to recover.

"T-thank you for all t-the help," you whispered, voice sounded weak and it almost broke Jungkook's heart so he squeezed your hand even more.

The CEO clapped once and exhaled, "now, we can all go back to normal. Right son?" Turning to Jungkook, the old man smiled as he waited for Jungkook's answer. The younger guy stood up and was about to say something when his father interrupted him again, "yes of course, you are both dismissed."

Your brows knitted together as you felt a pain on your heart.

He didn't even say that he wants you to stay.

He didn't even say he loves you in front of his father.

You had to ran away from there before the pooling tears on your eyes fall down, so you stood up, exited the room and went straight to the bedroom locking the door behind while you let your weight leaned on the door.

You stood there for almost seemed like hours thinking how f*cking stupid you were to actually fall for a guy like him.

And as you realized that all of the clothes there were bought by Jungkook, calculating it, it means that those dresses were actually not yours to begin with, you don't have anything that you actually own in that house, your nails dug onto your palm as you made a fist. You wanted to break down, but you couldn't, you are strong, you thought to yourself. Or at least make them believe that you are.

I don't need him.

But as that little voice on your head told you this, you couldn't helped but to sob, tears fall unstoppable from your eyes making the way out of the mansion to be a little bit blurry.

Luckily no one blocked your way out, and as soon as you heard Jungkook behind you screaming your name, the cab you desperately waved for stopped in front of you, and without looking back, you went inside telling the man behind the wheel to drive fast with your broken voice.

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"DAD! I LOVE HER!" Jungkook screamed just after you slammed the door of the CEO's office.

"Then why didn't you say that earlier when she's still here?"

"Because you kept interrupting me!"

"You can't be serious about her. You can just replace her anytime you want with all of the girls flocking around you."

Jungkook couldn't contain himself anymore as he grabbed his father's collar and gritted right in front of the man's face, "You old scumbag."

The CEO smirked unaffected by his son's action as he said in a as-a-matter-fact tone, "then why waste time here and not ran after her?"

Jungkook threw his dad on the settee as he dashed fast out of the office to go after you.

"Fight for her if you really love her son," Jungkook's father mumbled while he straighten up his polo shirt.