TAEHYUNG'S POV

Brain is still processing...identifying the handsome guy in front of you...yep! It is Jungkook!

Oh! Crap! Like shit! That is him!? Obviously it has to be him. I mean, look at his eyes, his lips and his entire face. It is Jungkook!

Oy! This story is going too fast. We are supposed to meet after twelve or fifteen chapters, not now! Omg! What is he doing here? And he called me a ghost!? And a zombie and a ghoul! Annoying brat! Can't he find out the differences between us, huh?

More importantly...HE LOOKS SO HOT! OMG! I didn't expect that handsome guy I fell in love seven years back to be so hot now! Someone get me a fan, I am dying from this heat. I got to admit this, his muscles are amazing. You can legit see them through his shirt. Just, how much has he worked out?

Hold on...we are supposed to be strangers and not supposed to love each other, right? Aish! I slapped my forehead and he looked at me with shock. I need to get out of here before I start fangirling him. But the rumors weren't false when they said that he looked sexy. Right now, I need to go away from here before I fall in love with that figure of his!

"Uhmm...hi?" I started and I could see he was nervous and in pain when he saw me. Shoot! Why the heck did you say 'hi'? Do something, Taehyung! "Uhmm...just pretend that I am an alien who crash landed on earth after its friends kicked it out of the spaceship. So, I will be going now. Bye."

I turned around and ran out, but I immediately tripped over a creeper and fell on my face. Luckily, the laptop I was holding in my arms survived and I sighed. Now, who the heck put the creeper there?

"Are you fine?" a bright light shone on my face and I saw a worried Jungkook. Oh no! I need to get out of here before he or me starts crying as we remember the terrible past.

"Yep. Totally fine," I said and immediately got up before rushing downstairs and stumbling through the long grasses and out the door. I was finally out and let out a huge sigh. He was there. I saw him. I could feel the tears urging to come out and stain my face, but I held it back. 

I looked at my laptop and frowned. That idiot had to come in between and ruin my favorite episode. Sheesh! Let's go home and watch the rest. 

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JUNGKOOK'S POV

That was him, right? I can't believe it. He looked the same, but he was more manly than before. I watched him as he ran out of the mansion and I sighed. He still hates me, no wonder why he left. I looked back at my room and shone my phone to the corner. There was a small mattress, a thin blanket and some cool drinks and snacks. Does he come here often? Judging by the cleanliness of the room and the number of empty packets in the corner, this was his regular routine. But why does he come here? Doesn't it hurt him that this place has me in it?

Oh, I forgot. He hates me, so he comes here to mock me. But something told me it was false. Something told me he comes here because he misses those memories, but am I person who listens to that something? No. 

I sighed and headed downstairs when I suddenly asked myself this. Did he walk all the way here? Come to think of it, there was no vehicle around the mansion and he didn't seem to be holding any keys in his hands except for the huge mansion key. Plus, I didn't hear any sound of a bike or a car's engine starting.

So...he did walk alone. My eyes grew wide with shock as I raced downstairs and headed out of the mansion. There were no tire marks on the ground. Shit! The temperature outside was cold and I only saw him wearing a tee shirt and a pair of jeans. That dumbass! Does he not know how to dress properly?

I jumped into my car and quickly started the engine. It roared and I drove downhill, hoping that he was still there, alive. Why am I worrying? I mentally slapped myself and was going to turn around when I saw a dark shadow of a person walking down. Is that...him?

I slowly drove down and I could hear him saying something. What was he...?

"Hakuna matata...what a wonderfoool phrase. Hakuna tatata...yeah, that's my name. It means no worries for the rest of your dayyy! It's my problem-freeeee...phirosophy...or was it philosophia? Who cares!? Hakuna ratata...what a wonder—"

Seriously?! Was he actually singing that song? I chuckled when I saw him twirling around like a drunk guy and singing the song at the top of his voice. Thanks to him now that song is stuck in my head. What a weird guy! 

Ahem...he is your ex-lover, Jungkook. So, don't fall for him again. I honked the car and he jumped in fright and almost dropped his laptop. He turned back and glared at me, but immediately his expression changed to surprise. 

"You...what are you doing here?" he asked me and I sighed.

"Get in."

"Huh?" he tilted his head in confusion and I rolled my eyes at him.

"I said to get in," I repeated and he scratched his head. He still didn't get it? 

"Are you sure?" he asked and I frowned at him. He saw my expression and cleared his throat, "I mean, are you sure you want me to come with you? The smell of my deodorant and sweat might contaminate your car."

Seriously?! He was worried about that? How the heck did I fall for him? I sighed and shook my head.

"Just get in before I run you over with my car," I snapped at him and in an instant, he was inside. Wow! That was fast. He turned towards me and immediately looked away. I started the engine and we drove to his apartment. 

"Uhmm...so you go there for doing what?" I started a conversation with him and he seemed to tense up when I talked to him. 

"I go there for watching anime," he said and pointed to his laptop, "Jimin can't tolerate my laughs and cries, so that's why I go there."

"No wonder why you go there," I mumbled and he raised his eyebrows at me.

"What do you mean by that?"

"Your laugh," I chuckled and looked at him, "You laugh like a witch."

"I do not!" he yelled at me and I laughed.

"Yes you do. For a second, I thought that was a witch or a ghost wailing," I said and he glared at me. 

"I am going to chop your fingers off, you fricking mutton!" he yelled at me and I laughed. Suddenly I stopped the car and he fell forward.

"Did you forget the rules? Wear your seatbelt at all times," I smirked at him as he tried to sit properly after falling down. He showed his middle finger at me and that made me laugh, "Hey hey! That's really rude."

"Go die, you piece of shit!" he gritted through  his teeth as he fumbled for the seatbelt, "Why the heck is it not working?!"

"Because it doesn't like you," I said and he gave me the 'are-you-serious?' look. I smirked as he started to yank at it. If I don't stop him now, he might just break it.

"That is not how you do it," I said and he surrendered his fight with the seatbelt. I grinned and reached out to pull it for him. At that moment, it was like those dramas which Leishi watches. The boy leans over to help with the seatbelt and he stares right at the girl, there lips inches away and their breath clashing against each other.

Like that, even our situation was the same. We were staring right into each other's eyes and I just couldn't seem to take my eyes off of him. It was too...impossible. 

"Jungkook," he whispered and I gulped when I felt his hot breath on my lips. His voice. His lips. Those feelings. His— "HURRY UP, PIGGY!" he yelled at me and I quickly helped him with the seatbelt. I went back to looking at the road and the scene kept playing in my head. 

What in the hell was that?

I slowly peeked at him from the corner of my eye and he was totally red. Is he blushing or is he angry? Luckily his apartment came and I mentally sighed to myself. He got out and ran away only to come back again and pop his head inside.

"Thanks for the ride," he smiled and I nodded.

"Don't need to mention it." He sighed and left me behind as he walked towards his apartment. I banged my head to the steering wheel and began to curse myself. Despise him, Jungkook. DESPISE HIM! He broke your heart and he left you behind to deal with your feelings all alone. So why do I still want him back? 

I took a deep breath and shook my head. This won't happen again. We can either act like strangers or like enemies. But friends and lovers are out of the options. I drove back to my mansion where I was staying. I reached the place and quickly ran to my room to avoid bumping into any of those ladies in the house. I slammed the door shut and stripped myself before jumping onto my bed. 

I buried my face in my pillow and sighed. Today was the worst day of my life. I saw him and I even laughed at him and even stared at him.

Why can't I hate him? Why was I not able to push him away? Why couldn't he just refuse my offer—because you ordered him, so that's why he couldn't refuse. Okay, chuck that. But, the main point is—why were we so relaxed when we were together? Aren't we supposed to hate each other and give death glares at one another.

Kim Taehyung...just what are we?

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The next day~

TAEHYUNG'S POV

Same old day. Get kicked down by Jimin, thrown to the showers, breakfast is stuffed into your mouth, kidnapped by the taxi driver all the way to your work and get annoyed by the person I am working for. What else is different here? Nothing. Except for the box which has the cockroach in it. My only muse.

Every now and then it pokes its head out and stares at me. Sometimes it would even jump out and scurry off to somewhere, but it always returned back. I made friends with a cockroach! Weird, but don't care. The cockroach and I looked at each other and that was where we bonded and became friends. 

"Beomgyu! If you go on a date with that girl, I will chop your fingers, cut your balls and leave you behind. I mean it!" Taehyun yelled at his phone as I was busy sorting out papers for the next meeting which we were going to have in a few more minutes. I sighed as he kept scolding his boyfriend. Thank god I am single. 

"What do you mean she is nice? Whether she is nice or looks like a dog, I don't care. Cancel the date or else I am breaking up with you," Taehyun slammed his palm on the table. Poor table! Or poor palm?

"FINE THEN!" Oh shit! He is pissed now, "Go date with that girl. I am breaking up with you and going out with Taehyung." Excuse me?! Why are you even dragging me into this?

I looked up at him as he threw the phone down and muttered some beautiful words that shook me to the core. He caught me staring at him and he scoffed at me.

"What are you looking at?" he snarled at me and I sighed.

"Did you actually break up with him?" I asked him as I picked up a paper which had fallen on the floor.

"Obviously! Who wouldn't break up with a guy who accepted a date from his cousin sister?" What?! "That guy! I am going to break him tonight."

Break him...tonight...I just can't seem to understand couples. Did he mean break up with him tonight or actually break him tonight? Taehyun suddenly screamed when he saw the clock. Oh shit!

"WHAT THE HECK!? IT IS ALMOST TIME! GET THE PAPERS AND HURRY UP!" he yelled at me as I picked up the files and ran after him. We totally forgot about the meeting we were going to have. 

We barged into the room and saw that the others were already seated. Including my mom. She glared at me and I looked away. Why her of all people? I sat behind Taehyun who was seated right next to my mother. Couldn't you get a better seat, pig?

"Okay," Mr. Kang, I mean, Vicky spoke, "We have everyone here except for the main man. He will be arriving here shortly."

"Why were you so late?" my mom hissed at me and I gulped.

"We had to walk...so—"

"Stupid excuses!" she whispered at me and sighed, "Make a good impression on yourself or else I will take away your money." I nodded and she went back to facing the rest. 

Suddenly the door banged open and all eyes immediately snapped to the person standing at the door. While others were neutral about the person entering, I was shivering and was bouncing  my left leg. Why the fudge is Jungkook here?

He was wearing a shirt with a pair of tight black pants and a long, black coat to cover him all up. I mentally whistled in my mind as I saw those tight black pants hugging his thighs. Sexy. I wonder how it will look behind. 

Wait...WHAT ARE YOU EVEN THINKING!? His fault for wearing those tight pants.

BUT THAT DOES NOT MEAN YOU THINK ABOUT HIS THIGHS AND HIS ASS! Was I seriously arguing with my brain? I shook my head and turned my attention to the handsome guy who was seated at the head of the long table. Sorry brain, but he is too hot to look away and you know my weakness.

"Please start the meeting," he announced and everyone nodded. One second...

Oh. My. God. I just realized right now. Why is he here? I met him yesterday and I seriously had to meet him today. No wonder why my brain was warning me about him. Damn you Jeon Jungkook! Why the heck are you so...? 

His eyes wandered around the room and I tried to looked away, but it was too late. We locked eyes and we both were equally surprised. I weakly smiled at him before looking away. I could still feel his eyes on me and every part of my soul begged for him to turn away.

The meeting went for like three hours and every now and then my stomach grumbled. I ate breakfast, but I was still starving. 

"Keep that stomach under control or else I will chop it off," she threatened me and immediately the stomach stopped making noise. Looks like all my organs are scared of her. Like who wouldn't be.

"And that's all for today. Meeting adjourned," Vicky said and I was internally screaming inside. Now, time for food!

"Taehyung," my mom called out to me and I looked at her deadly eyes, "Come with me."

I followed her like a pet dog and stared at the rest of the people heading towards the canteen. My food is calling out to me. I can hear it scream my name and begging me to eat it. Why can't I eat first?

"Oy! Look here," she said and looked towards her and gasped. My mom was standing next to Jungkook and she was smiling at him. What is going on? Whatever it is, I am not going to do it. 

"M-Mom, why did you c-call me?" I stuttered and she smiled at me. Don't smile. It is creepy. Everyone knows when someone gives you that creepy smile, it means something is wrong or something bad is going to happen.

Mom's smile plus Jungkook equals to ULTRA TROUBLE AND SHIT FOR ME!

"You see," my mom started and every cell of my body was begging me to run away before I faint and die from shock, "Taehyun and his father have said that your pace of working is really fast and all that, but this is not enough. You must learn to handle things peacefully and calmly without being emotional. And that is one huge step for you. So, I thought..."

"Thought what?" I asked her and she smirked at me. Shit! I am in deep shit! Whatever she was going to say next was probably going to put me in coma.

"So, I was thinking, why not join the Jeon company?" she completed.

"WHAT?!" I yelled and I could see Jungkook looking away. Hey! Are you not going to protest? I tried to make him look at me, but his eyes were trained on a poster about some upcoming fest. I hate him.

"Yes," my mom smiled and continued, "From now on, you will be working as Jungkook's personal assistant."

"PERSONAL ASSISTANT?!" I could have been a toilet cleaner or even the coffee maker. Why the heck did I become an assistant to this asshole?

Dear god, if you are listening to me, please kill me as soon as possible. I can't be Jungkook's personal assistant! Please kill me as soon as possible or make me a ghost so that I can peacefully watch anime.

Anything except being near him.

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So...Taehyung is Jungkook's assistant!! Hehehe...now things are going to be interesting!! Don't forget to vote and comment and feel free to correct any mistakes you find. Love you all and have a nice day!!!

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