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Jungkook and I have been dating for two months today, and honestly, I've never been happier. Every moment I have spent with him has made me fall deeper and deeper in love with him. Just seeing him smile instantly lifts my mood.

Everyone he knows has seen a definite change in his behaviour. Any trace of the player he once was has completely diminished, and he's as kind and considerate of a boyfriend that I could ever ask for.

I was sitting at my desk thinking about him when suddenly I see his head peek around the doorway. I find myself grinning from ear to ear as he jogs up to me and envelops me in a hug. He lifts me up into the air a little and I squeal as he spins me around.

"Happy two months, Jagiya," He whispered into my hair, kissing my forehead. "I love you,"

"I love you too, Jungkook," I looked up at him and he pressed his lips against mine. I smiled into the kiss, savouring the moment. We pulled away and stood there hugging.

'Awww, isn't that adorable?" Hoseok gushed from his seat, clapping his hands. Jimin smiled at us teasingly. I rolled my eyes and flicked their foreheads playfully.

"I have to take this call, baby," Jungkook said as his phone started to ring. "I'll see you later," he winked at me and I was left staring at him as he left. Still smiling like a complete idiot, I went to the printer to collect a document.

Someone was using the printer's photocopier, so I tapped my foot as I waited for her to finish, humming a little tune. It was yet another pretty young girl with too much makeup on. This company seemed to have an abundance of those. She glanced up at me through her thick fake lashes while her papers were being scanned.

"Is he your boyfriend?" She asked casually, turning her page over with her long fake nails. I frowned at her random question. Wasn't it obvious?

"Yeah?"

She tutted slightly. I began to feel slightly irritated at her disapproving expression.

"Why do you ask?"

"Better keep a close eye on him. He's a player if there ever was one,"

I laughed incredulously and stared at her in disbelief. Who does she think she is?

"Um, excuse me?"

"I'm just warning you, he won't win any prizes for loyalty. Dude can't keep it in his pants for five seconds," She shook her head pityingly.

"I think I know my own boyfriend," I said angrily. "He might not have had the best habits in the past, but he's changed. He's with me now, and we're in a happy relationship"

She laughs coldly. "Oh sweetie, you're so blinded by love. That's not how it seemed when we were hooking up in his office," she said in a sassy tone, before closing the lid on the photocopier and walking away.

I scoffed. What a wannabe. Of course, I don't believe her, she's just jealous that Jungkook is mine and not hers. I have full trust in him, and I know he wouldn't do that.

But why is it suddenly harder to breathe? Why does my whole body feel numb?

No, he definitely wouldn't have done that.

Right?

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I blindly felt around the bowl, my eyes trained on the television. My fingers scrambling to find a piece of popcorn, I pouted when all I felt was hard, unpopped kernels. I turned my head that was resting on Jungkook's chest so that my chin was propping my face up. I stared into his doe eyes that were staring ahead blankly at the screen.

"Kookieeee, can you go make more popcorn?" I pleaded. He looked down at my face. He shook his head lightly, a small smile playing on his lips.

"Pleeeeeasee?" I widened my eyes and pouted. He just looked at me for a moment, before sighing and getting up. A huge smile took over my face, and I grabbed a cushion and hugged it close to my chest as I watched my boyfriend go into his kitchen with the almost-empty bowl.

As I heard the beeping of Jungkook pressing the buttons on the microwave, I found myself thinking back to what the girl at work had said earlier today. Maybe I should tell Jungkook about it. I fully believed that he wouldn't have done that, but there's a little part of me that just wants to hear it from him.

He walks in with the bowl of fresh popcorn, the buttery smell making my mouth water. He gives me a cute bunny smile and plops himself onto the couch, the bowl of popcorn wedged in between us. We sit there munching in silence for a while, the low murmuring of the TV in the background. After a few minutes had passed, I took a deep breath.

"Jungkook-ah, this random girl said something really weird today," I said casually.

"Hmmm?" Jungkook hummed, shoving a few pieces of popcorn into his mouth. I could tell he wasn't really concentrating.

"She kept saying that I needed to keep an eye on you. Even though I insisted that we are in a healthy relationship. And she even tried to convince me that she hooked up with you in her office," I said, trying to sound light-hearted. Really though, I was watching his face closely to gauge his reaction.

Jungkook froze, his mouth still open and his handful of popcorn in mid-air. I didn't like the way he looked so shocked. And I certainly didn't like the underlining guilt I could see in his eyes.

"But she was just making it up, right?" I pressed, straightening my posture and turning my body towards him. A sickening feeling wrenched my gut as Jungkook put the popcorn back in the bowl and put his hands in his lap. He didn't meet my eyes.

"Right?" I whispered.

No. It couldn't be... he'd changed now. We were in love. Jungkook loves me.

"Y/N, It's not what you think, I swear," He said quietly.

My eyes filled with tears.

"What?" I breathed. My vision started to spin and I had to clutch the arm of the couch to steady myself. Was it true? Anger surged through me and I pushed myself up from the couch. Jungkook tried to grab my wrist.

"Don't you dare touch me," I said, turning away from him in shock. I placed my hand on my forehead and tried to process the information.

"Y/N, give me a chance to explain," He said desperately. His face had gone pale.

"To explain? Jungkook, how the hell can you justify this?" I yelled, on the verge of breaking down.

"We weren't even dating when it happened!" He yelled back.

I stopped and stared at him. A wave of relief crashed over me. Although I was still hurt, I had known he had hook-ups before he had feelings for me. It hurt me to think about it, but I had no right to be mad about them.

"Why didn't you say so! When did it happen then?" I said, walking up to him.

Jungkook was quiet for a moment. The silence was unsettling.

"Well? When did it happen?"

Jungkook swallowed harshly and looked down. "The day I first kissed you," he said slowly. "Before I kissed you," He added, like that small insignificant fact made it any more okay.

My heart dropped. I shook my head rapidly and walked backwards, tears streaming down my face. I didn't want it to be real.

"You kissed me... you made me believe that you loved me... after you had just hooked up with some random whore?" I asked him in disbelief, my voice shaking.

"Y/N, that was before I realised that you weren't dating Jimin! I was jealous, okay? I needed a distraction," Jungkook said in frustration.

"THAT DOESN'T MATTER!" I yelled at him. "You didn't even bother to confirm if I was actually dating Jimin! If you really loved me, you wouldn't have even wanted to kiss anyone else!"

"Y/N, I was trying to get over you as fast as possible!"

"I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU THOUGHT YOU HAD THE RIGHT TO COME TO MY HOUSE AND KISS ME AND TELL ME I WAS YOURS..." I screamed, my voice breaking. "Right after you had just kissed another woman!"

At this point, I can barely stand. I feel as though I'm going to throw up. I leant against the wall and cried bitterly. Jungkook grabbed my wrists and shushed me, trying to calm me down.

"I wasn't in my right state of mind, I just couldn't stand the thought of you being with someone else and I wanted to see if I could lessen the pain. It wasn't enjoyable in the slightest and the whole time all I could think about was you. It was selfish and disgraceful of me and I should have told you. I'm so sorry, I swear I'll make it up to you. I love you, Y/N,"

My heart stung at those words, and I almost wanted to forgive him. But I knew they weren't true. If he truly loved me, he wouldn't have kissed her.

"If you think the wound will heal that quickly, then I'm afraid to say you're extremely mistaken," i said coldly.

"Please, just give me one chance to fix this," He pleaded.

"I had too much faith in you. I guess loving me is just too much to ask," I said emotionlessly.

"Y/N, you know that's not true. Please don't do this,"

"I'm not ready to face you right now, Jungkook. I'm sorry, I can't do this anymore,"

I wrenched my wrists from his grip and ran out of the door, grabbing my phone from the couch on the way out. I left the house, brushing the tears off of my skin. I fumbled with my keys and got into my car. I jammed my foot hard on the accelerator and pulled out of the driveway. Right now, all I need is to get as far away from him as possible.

"Why does everything have to go so wrong?"

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A/N

Btw if you think Y/N is overreacting too much, it's meant to be like that

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