4: THE ANNOUNCEMENT

"Dad!"

"What? Don't tell me you're shy," the CEO laughed throwing his head backwards.

You turned to Jungkook with worried eyes and saw him looking at his father as he bit his lips and made a fist, he was obviously getting annoyed by how his father was targeting his pride and ego.

"Can't believe you're chickening out," his father added.

Knowing Jungkook, you already sensed that he wouldn't let his father win over him and he'll force you to kiss him any second now.

...But he didn't.

He stood up instead, banging on the table as he hissed, "You know what? We're out of here." And he reached for your wrist and dragged you out of the restaurant.

Trying your best to keep up with him, you fasten your pace as you both entered an empty alley, he finally stopped and you both caught your breaths, but when you tried to stand up straight your knees gave out and you were about to fall when Jungkook caught you. His hand rested on your slim waist while both of your palms landed on his firm shoulders, both of your bodies were too close with each other including your faces as you locked eyes.

"Sorry," he whispered looking at you.

You composed yourself and smiled lightly letting him know that it's okay.

"No, you don't understand" he suddenly said, "I'm sorry for my father. I'm sorry if you got offended by any chance earlier."

Your lips parted, shocked by what he just said, why is he being nice to you? It's kinda scary. Waving your hand slightly signaling that you understood and it's totally fine, you turned around to start walking out of the alley and towards his car when you heard Jungkook chuckled which caused you to return your gaze on him again.

You raised your brows questioning him when he took a few steps to close the distance between you two.

"Your hair looks like a mess," he said smiling as he brushed your hair gently flatting the strands on your crown, you were frozen in place though, too caught up by the moment you didn't realized you were just staring at him the whole time until his eyes traced down on yours once again.

Why are you making him like this? You made him soft, warm and caring which he usually wasn't,-- even with girls.

Well, especially with girls.

But you look too fragile and sweet and all he just wanted to do was to protect you, that's why he just let his father won awhile ago and let the old man called him chicken. If it was another girl, he would have kiss that girl right away just to shut his father up, but it was you that that was by his side, and he just couldn't explain it but you made him hesitant towards you.

Not that he didn't want you, not that he didn't want to kiss your tinted red lips,-- but because if ever given the chance, he somewhat wanted to kiss you properly, like in the movies, where everything was so silent and still as if it was just the two of you, where you would look at his brown orbs while he does the same to you, while he gently brush your cheeks with his fingers as he place his hand on your neck guiding you towards him as he leaned down to meet your soft lips with his, so sweet like honey on his mouth as he nibbled on them leisurely, and before you both knew it, you were kissing passionately, feeling each other's lips as you both let your eyes closed shut. He shifted his head to the side to deepen the kiss turning it into a make out session.

You felt him asking for entrance as he glided his other free hand on your waist pinning you on his body, the sudden contact got you to part your lips lightly giving him the chance to slid his tongue in and dominate your mouth.

Soft.

So soft his lips were against yours, and you never thought that it would feel like this kissing him, since you knew that he has kissed a hundred times already which made you assume that his lips must be rough, but you were totally wrong.

And with his hands on the right places, his body pressed against you and his already plum lips caressing yours, you felt like floating on mid air, and your mind was like swimming round and round on the vast ocean, calming yet frightening.

Yes, frightening, the word struck you like lightning, you suddenly remembered why you kept a safe distance from him, it was because he is danger, because he did this exact thing with other girls too and you were no different, those soft lips of him had already been tasted by different kinds of girls and the thought made you feel sick as you grip on his shirt while simultaneously pushing him away breaking the hot kiss.

When he caught your eyes he saw a hint of trepidation and confusion on them and it kind of hurt him seeing you at that state that he couldn't brought himself to stop you when you turned around and started to walk away leaving him alone on that bricked alley.

---

You laid on your bed with your pajamas on, pillow drenched with tears since you started crying an hour ago. He made you feel so confused and romantic and scared all at the same time that you honestly didn't know what to do anymore so you just cried your eyes out instead. At the midst of all the chaos inside your head your phone suddenly vibrated which made you wonder who could have messaged you at 11pm on the evening.

Sorry.

Jungkook texted.

Just a single word but it still made your breath hitched for a millisecond.

Why was he being nice?

You inhaled deeply before replying.

You've been saying sorry a bit too often now don't you think?

He replied fast:

Yeah well, am I forgiven?

You couldn't think of anything to reply, you don't even know why he's apologizing, was it because he kissed you? But if you have to be honest, you can't blame everything on him since you also responded to the kiss, but still.

Damn.

Thinking all these made you even more entangled, you felt drained after everything, so you just rested your fingers on your phone's screen trying to think of what to answer when after a few, your eyelids slowly gave out and you ended up sleeping instead, phone still on hand.

He waited for your reply staring intently on his phone, but nothing. And it only made him feel even more upset than he already was so he took the shot of tequila from the counter and gulped it all at once letting the liquid burnt a lane on his throat. He thought the loud music of the bar would let him forget about you even for a short while, but it didn't, and even if he'd already drank a few glasses of liquor he still couldn't get you out of his mind. The way you looked at him made him feel like a monster.

But of course he already knew about that, he was a jerk, a play boy, a f*ck boy and anything bad that you could think of but he didn't care about those names before, not until you made him feel like a real one.

He has been dealing with slutty girls for too long that when you suddenly came around he felt different and weird and he f*cking hate the sense of it.

"Hi handsome," a girl's voice echoed on his ear and when he turned his head a pair of lips crashed on his and maybe it's because of the alcohol but he responded, sucking on her lower lip while she trailed her hand on Jungkook's nape pushing him in. His brows knitted after a few seconds though, this kiss was way too different from the sweet and passionate one you shared with him, this girl's lips were nothing compared to your soft like feather ones.

Normally after this scene he would he running off to the nearest motel with this girl and would be giving her the best night of her life but he stopped. He pushed her away from him and only did he realize who he was kissing with.

"Jazz?" He said.

She smirked, "I know you still want me," she said placing her palm on Jungkook's chest. "I'm not someone you could just leave and have your assistant tell me that it's all just a one night stand." Annoyance could be sensed on her voice but Jungkook didn't mind as he started to stand up from the stool he was seated.

"Well you are," he blurted and turned around leaving the girl with her mouth wide open in disbelief.

---

He groaned loudly, his head felt like it was about to explode so he pushed both of his palms on either side of his temple in attempt to lessen the headache.

"Ugh!!!!" He let out as he rolled on his bed trying to reach his phone that has been ringing nonstop since he woke up. "What?!"

"Watch the f*cking news genius," Hoseok said on the other line.

Jungkook immediately grabbed the remote and turned the television on, his mouth hang open as photos of you and him on that alley kissing flashed on the screen with the caption:

Jeon Enterprises' heir is at it again?

"F*ck!"

"Right," Hoseok answered, "you might want to get in the office right now in time for the presscon."

"Huh? Wha--."

"Your father just called in for a presscon to deal with your scandal and he said he'll cut all your credit cards once you don't come," Hoseok explained, "that's why I've been calling yo--."

"Where is she?" Jungkook suddenly cut in.

"In your office. With me."

Jungkook sighed closing his eyes tightly, "I'm coming."

---

He swung open the door to his office which caused you to stand up from where you were seating, he immediately went straight to you as his hands voluntarily cupped your face.

"Are you alright?" He asked, eyes looking at you intently, his voice sounded strained, he looked tired as well but a tinge of care was still visible on his brown eyes.

You nodded.

"I'll go to the hall now Hyung," Jungkook said turning to Hoseok as he started to walk towards the door.

"Wait!" Hoseok stopped him. "Your father said, you both need to have an appearance there."

"What? No!" Jungkook protested, "I can't drag her into this. I'll deal with it myself"

Jungkook went to the presscon hall and his father immediately noticed him as he made his way towards the CEO and sat beside the man looking straight to the already filling up seats of the media.

"Where is she?" His father hissed.

"She has nothing to with this Dad."

"Remember the last time you had a scandal like this? Our stocks went down to a half," the CEO whispered to Jungkook but still managed to keep a smiling face for the media. "I won't let that happen again."

Jungkook finally turned to look at his father, what is he planning this time, Jungkook wondered as the hall finally filled up with people and his father stood up.

"Thank you all for coming," the CEO started, "as you all know, I called in for a presscon today to address the news that broke out this morning regarding my son here," he said placing his hand on Jungkook's shoulder, "kissing a girl on an alley last night."

You gulped, you couldn't believe they were talking about you on live television, you intertwined your fingers then placed your hand under your chin as you and Hoseok watched the live news inside Jungkook's office.

"And you were all right," the CEO said, you saw Jungkook's head snapped towards his father, lips parted a bit and shock could be read on his expression.

What the hell, I thought he's going to deny it!

"Dad," he hissed but the old man ignored him.

"She's an employee here in my company," a chorus of chattering started to envelop the hall, some reporters tried to asked but the CEO kept on, "she is also my son's girlfriend."

"Dad," Jungkook said, loud enough already so the people on the front row could hear him, he reached for his father's arm trying to stop the man from speaking more but he was too late.

"And they are getting married next week."

You stood up from your seat, mouth hang open as you tried to make sense of what you've heard, you sensed your lungs tighten as you continued to hear the loud chorus of questions the media started asking when Hoseok turned the TV off and walked towards as he made you sit on the couch again.

Jungkook finally stood up, eyes fixed on his father while the man continued to smile for the cameras looking straight ahead.

"You don't want to cause a scene right here Jungkook," his father hissed and all Jungkook could do was made a fist as he sat back on the chair with a thump.