9. Friends, Not Lovers

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The next morning~

TAEHYUNG'S POV

"So, Jungkook is my friend?" I said to the life-size Zeref pillow who was on my bed. I sighed and hugged him tight and buried my face in the soft fabric.

"He friend-zoned me, Zeref. And he kissed me," I said to him again and smiled when I recalled last night's incident. Jungkook kissed me. I suddenly got up and started jumping on the bed.

"JUNGKOOK KISSED ME!" I screamed at the top of my voice. Suddenly the door banged open and Jimin entered in with a baseball bat in his hand. Where did he get that?

"GET DOWN FROM THERE, YOU ASS! YOU ARE LATE FOR WORK!" he yelled at me and started to climb on top of my bed, ready to swing the bat and whack my brain out of my head.

"SORRY!" I yelled and jumped off and ran to the bathroom, but bumped into my mom who blocked the path. How did she—

"DO YOU KNOW YOU ARE GOING TO BE LATE FOR WORK?!" she yelled at me, rattling my eardrums.

"W-work?" I whimpered and she held her phone in front of me.

"Read!" she commanded and I looked closely at the message. WHAT THE!?

"Why do you have Jungkook's number?" I asked her and she put her hands on her hips.

"To see what you do behind my back," she said to me and menacingly looked at me, "Do you know what is there today?"

Today? "Someone's birthday?" Total mistake telling that. My mom grew furious and flicked my forehead.

"All you can think about it food!" How is thinking about someone's birthday related to food? "You have a meeting to attend with Jungkook in less than an hour."

Meeting?....MEETING?! I hurriedly got up and ran to my bathroom to shower quickly. Shit! I totally forgot! God! How could I forgot about it? I quickly showered and wrapped a towel around my lower body. Without thinking twice, I ran out of my bathroom and to my closet.

"Sexy body, I must say." My entire body froze and saw Jimin sitting on my bed with a baseball bat in his hand. Why does he still have it with him? More importantly, WHY IS HE HERE!?

"GET OUT, YOU ASSHOLE!" I yelled at him and he laughed before heading out of the room. I sighed and went back to wearing a pant and a shirt, my usual attire. Oh my gosh! Why does my mom have to come to my apartment every single day? And there hasn't been any news from dad. Did she kill him? Stop thinking nonsense, Taehyung! She would have killed him before itself if she had to.

I ate my breakfast rather quickly and ran out of the house. I reached the place soon, but still I ran and ran and finally reached his office.

"Why are you late?" he asked me and I crumpled down on my knees from exhaustion, "You are five minutes late."

"I ran."

"Huh?" 

"WHY DO YOU HAVE MY MOM'S NUMBER!?" I yelled at him, but it came out in pants since I still couldn't breathe properly from all that running.

"To contact her in case you did something weird or horrible behind my back."

"What?" 

"Never mind that. Now about the meet—"

"I am not done yet," I cut through his sentence and got up, "What do you do with my mom behind my back?!"

He looked shocked when I said that and he slapped his forehead, "Do you think I am having an affair with your mom? I am not that disgusting Taehyung and—"

"Hold on," I interrupted him and he looked at me, "What kind of a pervert are you! That is sick man, thinking about having an affair with my mom."

"But you were thinking about that, right?"

"No I wasn't," I said and a look of puzzlement crossed his face, "I was thinking that you and my mom were planning on killing me and—"

"Oh my god!" he whispered and pinched the bridge of his nose, "Taehyung. You have watched too much anime."

"How is anime related to that?" I cried out, but all I received was an eye roll from him.

"Hurry up. We have to attend a meeting in a few minutes," he said and walked away. I was rooted to my spot and only one question roamed my mind. How was it related to me watching anime?

***

The meeting was all about the financial losses off the company, but Jungkook was quick to solve it all. Maybe it was all the practice he had done in America where he was bombarded with tough decisions. I couldn't help but wonder whether his life was carefree in America. But it didn't seem like that to me after what he had said last night.

"Stop dreaming!" Jungkook pulled me out of my thoughts and I looked at him who was busy signing documents, "Go and get me banana milk."

"Banana milk?" I asked and let out a snorted laugh that made him look my way with anger.

"What's wrong with that?"

"Nothing. It is just...why do you still drink milk even though you are a grown man?"

"Shut up and get it!" he closed me off by wearing headphones and I started to make weird faces at him, but he didn't seem to notice any of it. I sighed and accepted defeat. I headed out of the office and went down to the canteen to get him his order.

I was expecting someone nice and cheerful to greet me, but all I got was a grumpy old man who was glaring daggers at me. I went up to him and asked for one glass of banana milk.

"Pfft! Banana milk? Are you a kid?" he spat those words at me and I just smiled at him as he made it. Should I tell him that the president asked for it? 

"It is not for me, but for my friend," I said and he sneered at me.

"Friend or your girlfriend?" he raised his eyebrow at me and I shook my head aggressively.

"Just a friend."

"Well, soon that friend is going to turn into your lover," he chuckled and I gave him a look of disgust. Jungkook and me...lovers? Ew! Why can't this guy just shut his big mouth and complete the order?

"Here ya go!" he shoved the glass across the counter and luckily, I grabbed it right on time before it slipped off the edge and broke. I thanked him and went back to the office. When I entered the office, my eyes widened at the sight in front of me.

I saw Leishi with Jungkook, again! She was sitting on his desk, back turned to me and pestering Jungkook to eat the lunch she made for him. I looked at them both, completely speechless when Jungkook caught my eye. He was staring at me with those puppy eyes, begging me to free him from the hell he was trapped him.

Should I free him? The ends of my lips curled up and gave him a creepy smirk. No way in heaven will I free him from hell. I sat on my chair and watched him suffer under her.

From time to time he glared at me, but I just smiled like an idiot and watched the show. You know, husbands and wife should bond. So I am not going to interrupt them.

Suddenly I saw him holding his phone out and secretly showing it to me. I scrunched my eyes and saw it was...MY MOM'S CALLER ID! That cheeky bastard dares to blackmail me! He wiggled his eyebrows at me and I groaned. Why? 

I got up and headed towards him and his eyes lit up with joy. Is it because I was coming to rescue him or because of the drink in the glass I was holding?

"I got you your drink," I cleared my throat before speaking. Leishi turned behind to see who was interrupting their 'romantic moment' and her eyes grew wide with fear when she saw me.

"Y-Y-Y-YOU! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!" she yelled at me and got off the desk.

"I work here?" I said and she looked at me from top to bottom. What is she doing? Is she eye-raping me?

"Where is that cockroach pet of yours?" she asked and I sighed. 

"His name is Roachie and he is currently staying in my room," I said and she heaved a sigh, but it still didn't make her feel better when she looked between me and Jungkook. 

"J-J-Jung-Jungkook? Why is he here again?" she asked him. I looked at Jungkook and he just smiled.

"He is my personal assistant, Leishi." I saw her make her hands into fists and I was glad I was at least six feet from her. I thought she knew about that. Maybe Jungkook never mentioned about it to her.

"That's impossible! Aren't you both...you know...didn't you two break up?" she said and I had to stop myself from laughing. She still has no clue we had a fake relationship. I looked at Jungkook whose smile had faded into an emotionless face, but it soon disappeared and a smirk appeared.

"Who said ex-lovers can't be friends?" he got up and placed an arm around my shoulder, "We are best friends now. Any problems?"

"Huh? Uhmm...I mean no problem at all," she nervously smiled at us before packing up the leftover food she had brought over, "I will be leaving now. Hehe...good day."

She ran away and I heaved a sigh, "Finally she has gone. Now can you—"

My words were cut off when Jungkook pulled me close to him and buried his nose in my hair.

"Still chocolate," he whispered before retrieving his arm from my shoulder and walking off to his chair. I touched my hair and was confused about what he said. Chocolate? What was that for?


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JUNGKOOK'S POV

It was still the same chocolate flavor. I was surprised yesterday when I couldn't smell it, but now I did. I looked up at him sitting at his desk and busy typing at his keyboard. He looked so concentrated and immersed in his work and I swear he wasn't like that seven years back. Always cried and rolled on the floor, wailing at the thought of studying. I still don't know why he called his math textbook haunted, but that time he hated studying.

To believe that this guy topped in all of his class still surprised me. I thought he will still be in school and now look at him, the assistant of the most handsome president in the world.

Suddenly I felt my phone vibrate and I fished it out of my pocket. When I looked at the caller ID, my entire system froze. I saw Taehyung still busy with his work and I got up to close the door. He didn't seem to notice and I heaved a sigh. I looked back at the caller and my brows knitted together.

Caller

Lame ass Father who has no balls

I swiped the green button and placed the phone near my ear.

"What is it?" I asked him without even greeting him, my usual way of showing how much I despised him. He knew it and yet, he didn't care.

"Why did you cut off ties with H company?"

"Simply."

"Really?"

"Yes."

"According to what I heard from the CEO was that you cut ties with them because his daughter slapped your assistant, right?"

"Yes."

"Why did you have to cut ties for that bloody reason?" I could hear his anger through his words and I smiled to myself.

"I did not like it when she did that."

"For God's sake, Jungkook! She slapped your assistant and not you, right? So why make a big deal out of it?" Now he was starting to annoy me! That fricking girl slapped my Tae—I mean, my assistant, Taehyung and I was supposed to just sit and watch it all.

"I don't like that company. That's another reason."

"Liking or hating makes no difference when it comes to business. You look at the money and decide, not by the person's personality or—"

"I got to go now. You are wasting my time." I had nowhere to go, but I was getting annoyed second by second.

"How dare you? Ever since you left America you have been acting pretty cocky. Ignoring my messages and—"

"I am just doing business like you said. Now would you please excuse me, I have a lunch to attend with my dear friend."

"Namjoon?" Why does he believe I have only one friend?

"No. Someone else." I cut the call before he could ask who and sighed. How long should I wait for—

"JUNGKOOK!" I heard Taehyung yell from outside and I quickly jumped away from the door. Like I expected, he banged it open without knocking on it. When will he learn to knock properly?

"What?" 

"Look at this," he shoved his phone on my face and saw a article which talked about what kisses indicate. He had highlighted one line and it read, 'A kiss on the cheeks stands for friendship and a kiss on the lips stands for love'.

"So?" I looked at him and he was fuming with anger.

"You liar! You told me that it was a kiss of friendship, but it is love." Didn't I say something else?

I smirked before I kept his phone on the table and walked towards him. He tried to back away, but I was fast and wrapped an arm around his waist and pulled him to me. His slightly pink cheeks turned bright red and I mentally chuckled at how cute and innocent he looked.

With my other hand I lightly touched his lips, from the top to the bottom and looked at his shocked face, "Dear Taehyung, when you peck someone on the lips it means we are friends. But, if tongues are involved, it is lovers. The article writer forgot to mention that."

I pinched his bottom lip before letting him go. He was still rooted to his spot and was staring at the floor. Was he always this embarrassed? By now he would have said something like—

"YOU PERVERT!" he yelled at me and looked away. And there it is. I smiled and picked up my car keys. I grabbed his arm and pulled him along with me.

"What the—"

"Let's go out for lunch!" 

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Sorry for the shitty ending of the chapter. Just wanted to ask you guys whether the story is going too slow or too fast??? Because there are lots of important moments and I have to decide where to add them!! So please tell me!! 

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