Again at my office, I walk past Namjoon as if  he's no more than a stranger. After trying to drag me down by Jungkook and trying to sabotage what was left of us, he really made me lose all the respect I had for him which was very little with what terms we parted anyway

"Good morning, beauty" Yieun says

"Morning" I say not lingering in the hallway too long

"Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed" Mr. Min mutters but I ignore him wholely

He's right about the wieng side jist not about waking up, someone can't wake up if they don't fall a sleep at all

°°°

As I come back to my office, I'm met with a leisurely sitting Jungkook who doesn't seem to anticipate my arrival to the slightest.

His uninterested eyes stare at his laptop, he's wearing a hoodie today what religiously hides all the marks I've made on him.

I want to see the marks I've made on the ivory skin that bruised into roses on his skin. The way I nipped and bitten, I wasn't paying much attention but as time passes, my thirst to see the art I made increases. It may have turned into a dark shade of black roses by now.

His neck, his clavicle, his collarbone

Oh how desperate I have become to see the skin I had marked mine in the most primitive way

But I can't be thinking that way, I can't be-

"Your coffee" he walks up to me and points when I see all the ice has melted in my coffee

I glance at the coffee, what is this war of hormones going on !

He clears his throat for my attention

"Today you're scheduled to meet that lady but your meetings from yesterday are to be attended today, they can't be postponed any more so you have to visit her tomorrow. Aside from that a skin care line is about to be launched this month, it needs your approval..." he starts

And then I watch his lips move in a very slow motion, that lip ring shines and bounces every time his lower lips move.

Oh but the smile has left his eyes, they look sad

"Jungkook, can you bring me two bottles of Binggrae Banana milk please ?" I ask

His eye instantly dart at mine, I see a glimmer. He stares at me and doesn't move, as if he's waiting for me to correct my order

Only a few seconds pass when I realized he has spaced out.

"Jungkook?" I call out

"Hm," hums and then realizes he has spaced out and dashes out of the room like a little boy

Such an adorable little boy

When he's back, he's holding two bottles of the drink I asked for.

Just like I always did, I pierce each bottle with a straw.

"Here, Ggukie" I  extended one towards him,

He takes his time to examine the bottle and then back at my eyes, this is breaking my heart

"Thanks" he mutters taking his bottle and going back at his seat, in front of his darned computer

And then he goes back to exercise his virtue of quietude as if he was blessed with it, in reality I knew better, that it's not like him at all. But he needs spaces, space for him to get over the I acted like an asshole yesterday

But given how gentle he was with me, I thought he was not upset at me. But he needs space

" I'll be out today, I have some work after either meeting so feel free to go home when you done with the work you're doing" I grab my bag as walk out of the room

The rest of the day goes on with me realizing how I messed up everything and cussing my self again and again.

I know I mess up bad,

Were freeeeeeew!