"That was so fucking cool," Jeffrey says, slumping back into his chair. "But my god, my brain is fried. Having to translate in real time like that is so exhausting."

"Yeah," you giggle, sliding him an iced coffee. "We've been translating paper documents for the last month. It's been a while since we had to translate for that many hours straight."

"I kind of missed it. I mean it's tiring but getting to speak to people and watch it in front of your eyes is my favorite part," he grins, taking a sip from his cup.

"That's because you're an extrovert," you laugh. "You thrive off of social interaction."

Mr. Lim drove the two of you back to the office; you and Jeffrey are about to make your log sheet of the day. HYBE doesn't pay based on hours they pay based on the type of work done and who it's done for. As you can imagine, real time translations for their two largest groups will pay really well.

"True," he shrugs, typing into his laptop. "How was meeting TXT?"

"They were so sweet. Maybe they were just being polite but it was nice to hear that they want to work with me again." You remember that half the time they were roasting each other as well. "You can tell they genuinely get along. How was BTS?"

"It was good!" The grin spread across his face proves he really did enjoy himself, even with how exhausted he is. "Your man was glaring at me for a while but we somehow ended up chatting about European artwork and he actually smiled at me. It was like I won the lottery. And also, Jungkook is so damn fine I almost started questioning my sexuality."

That's something that normally would've made you snort but Jeffrey notices your awkward silence.

"You did his interview, right?" he asks, turning towards you as you stare into your screen.

"I did," you nod, pursing your lips together.

"Do you not like him? Was he rude?"

You glance at Jeffrey and his beautiful blue eyes are piercing into yours, looking genuinely worried.

"Can you keep this between us?" you ask. "I don't want anyone to hear this. Not even Nanami."

"You have my word," he nods.

"He wasn't rude. It's the opposite actually," you sigh, looking down at your lap. "I may just be overthinking it but it felt like he was... flirting with me?"

"Jungkook had stars in his eyes when he looked at RM," Jeffrey said, his brows furrowed in confusion. "He doesn't seem the type to disrespect him like that."

"That's exactly what I was thinking," you groan, gripping the back of your neck. "I'm probably overthinking it. He was touchy and got all close to whisper in my ear, calling me Noona. I also thought at one point he was licking his lips at me but it seemed like it was maybe aimed at the girl behind me."

"I didn't particularly notice him being touchy with any of the other female staff," Jeffrey nibbles his lip, trying to think back on today. "But maybe he's just touchy with people he knows. Maybe he just felt comfortable around you since you're dating his leader. Or maybe he's like Taehyung? He flirts just to get on RM's nerves."

"I'm going to choose to believe I'm overthinking things," you frown, moving your gaze back to your laptop. "I really don't think he's the type to flirt with his friend's girlfriend. I mean I don't know him myself but Namjoon seems to trust him with his life."

"I agree with you," he smiles, beginning to type into his keyboard again. "Maybe just see how the next interaction goes and pay close attention. Are you going to tell Namjoon?"

"No, I don't want to worry him if it's just me being overly sensitive."

"Well, keep me updated," he snickers. "I need in on the juicy gossip. My life is so boring I need to live vicariously through you."

"Will do," you throw your head back and laugh.

• • • • • • • •

It's been 5 days and you've hardly been able to talk to Namjoon, let alone tell him you finally met Jungkook. You assume Jungkook already told him though so it's not anything to rush on. Namjoon, Jhope, and Yoongi have spent all week in Incheon for a project even you don't know about. You've stopped asking about the things they work on, missing the excitement of a surprise when there's a new release of some sort.

It's a Friday afternoon and you're about to head home, exhausted from another long day. You enjoy working for HYBE but it's definitely a heavier workload than your previous company.

"Noona!"

Your eyes dart up as you see the tattooed God Jeon Jungkook outside the elevator.

"Oh hey Jungkook," you smile warmly. You haven't seen or heard from him all week, and took more time to process everything. It really makes no sense for him to flirt with you, so it's probably all in your head.

"Are you just now getting off work?" he asks, stepping into the elevator and flashing his adorable bunny smile. He's dressed in an oversized black t-shirt with black ripped jeans, looking fine as hell with his bangs falling loosely over his forehead.

"I am," you nod, stepping aside to give him more room. He doesn't seem interested in keeping his distance though, as he chooses to stand right next to you in the large elevator shaft. "What about you?"

"I'm about to meet V-hyung for dinner and drinks, you should join us," he smiles.

You purse your lips together as you think about it. Both Namjoon and Nanami are too busy to hangout tonight, and Jeffrey and Boram are going clubbing, which you're not interested in. But dinner and a beer or two sounds nice.

"Sure, if it's okay I intrude on a precious Taekook moment," you laugh.

"You're always welcome to take up my time," he grins, his doe eyes practically sparkling from the overhead lights.

"Ah," you look down at your pink blouse and blue jeans. "Is it okay to wear this?"

"Yeah it's casual," he says, holding the elevator door for you to step off first. "Do you want to ride with me?"

"Only if you brought the fancy Benz," you smirk, heading towards the parking garage.

"Of course I did," he winks. "Noona you know what I drive? Are you keeping tabs on me?"

"Don't get arrogant," you laugh. "I'm a proper fan girl. I know what all of you drive."

Jungkook moves to the passenger side to open up your door, gesturing for you to hop in. "Oh so you're Army?"

"Of course I am?" you say with confusion on your tone. You're dating Kim Namjoon it would be weird if you weren't. "My bias was Jimin, but now it's shifted to your gorgeous leader."

He pushes his lips out into a pout before closing your door and running over to the driver's side. "What do I need to do to become your bias?" he asks playfully as he puts the car in reverse.

"You'd have to kiss me and take me home every night," you laugh. Your words are innocent as you joke about going home with Namjoon. They have an entirely different meaning for Jungkook.

You're pulling out your phone and don't notice he's biting into his lip with a smirk, eyeing you like a lion that's found his prey. "We'll have to see about that."

You ignore him as you see a text from Namjoon pop up on your screen.

Mr. Kim:

Hey baby, I miss you.

You:

I miss you too! Are you

coming home soon?

Mr. Kim:

I should be home

tomorrow. I'm sorry I've

been so unresponsive.

You:

It's okay Joon. But I'm

serious if I don't get a

Cypher soon I'm going

to get mad.

Mr. Kim:

Lol don't worry baby it's

in the works. I have to go,

but have a good night,

I love you. I'll see you

tomorrow.

You:

I love you too :)

"So how's working for our company?" Jungkook asks, turning the radio down. "I know you're pretty new."

"I'm exhausted 24/7," you sigh, but a small smile plays on your lips. "I really enjoy it though. Especially when I got to help with the interviews, that was crazy."

"What was your favorite part?"

"Probably getting to meet you," you grin. "I've been wanting to meet you for a while."

"Oh yeah?" he smirks, his tongue pressed against his cheek as his eyes stay focused on the road.

"Then my second favorite part was getting a glimpse of Namjoon. He looked hot as fuck in that tan suit."

Jungkook's brows furrow as his gaze remains ahead of him. "You didn't like my suit?"

"Of course I liked your suit," you giggle. "You look good in anything you wear."

"You're confusing you know that?" he laughs, pulling up to a small building that's pretty secluded. You're about to ask what he means by that but he's already swinging this door open to get out, so you do the same.

You're mesmerized by the beautiful blue building with tall glass windows as Jungkook places his hand on your back to steer you towards the door. The outside of the building is beautiful and elegant but the inside is quite cozy. The tables aren't regular tables, there's actually couches and lounge chairs for the seats, with tall coffee tables between them. The lights that hang down from the ceiling are lantern style light bulbs, giving the room a comfortable rustic ambiance.

"Right this way, Mr. Jeon," the hostess greets him, gesturing to one of the tables in the back.

"Are you guys regulars here?" you ask, sitting yourself down on a cute little maroon sofa. You expect Jungkook to sit across from you, or maybe in one of the loveseats adjacent to you but he plops himself right next to you on the same couch instead.

"Yeah, this is my favorite restaurant," he smiles, handing you a menu. He turns to the hostess and says, "We'll start with two strawberry soju cocktails. Is that okay with you?" he asks, turning back towards you.

"Sounds good to me," you nod, eyes scanning over the menu.

"V-hyung should be here in about ten minutes, we'll order food when he gets here," he says, leaning back against the couch, his arms stretched across the top of the cushions.

"Perfect," you smile, having already decided on what you're going to order. You didn't take a lunch break today because you wanted to get your work done quickly, which ended up being a good thing since you ran into Jungkook in the elevator.

"So what made you want to be a translator?" Jungkook asks, taking a sip of his drink the waitress brought over.

"I just really like Korean culture and found the language beautiful," you smile warmly. "South Korea was the last family trip I went on before my parents divorced, so it holds a special place in my heart."

"I'm sorry to hear they divorced, but I'm glad you still have some great memories with them," he grins, sitting forward with his elbows against his knees. Your eyes wander down to his beautiful tattoos, some filled with color and some black and white.

"Do you want to see them?" he asks, pulling your attention back to his eyes. You nod and he scoots a little closer, his knee brushing against yours, rolling up his short sleeve over his shoulder and extending his arm out towards you.

"They're amazing," you marvel, eyes shiny and filled with curiosity. You gently grip his wrist to turn his forearm over, looking at every single one. Your eyes slowly travel up his arm to his bicep, admiring the artwork against his pale skin. You run your fingertips over the design on his shoulder, almost in a trance from how beautiful the line work is.

"It's so weird seeing them up close with my eyes," you say in awe, eyes still glued to his toned shoulder.

"Thank you," he says softly, making you realize how close he is. Your eyes shoot up to his and his face is just inches from yours, his beautiful brown eyes boring into yours. Your breath hitches as his eyes flicker down to your lips.

"Noona, I-"

The both of you flinch as Jungkook's phone starts blaring, getting a call from Taehyung. You let go of his arm and scoot back, your body finally responding to your brain's signals to back up.

Holy shit was he about to try and kiss me?

You nervously glance at him but he's casually leaned back against the couch, chatting with Taehyung like nothing happened.

"I'm going to the restroom," you whisper and he nods, flashing that goddamn bunny smile.

You make it into the bathroom and press your palms flat against the counter sink, staring at your flushed expression.

I'm really not imagining things, right? I mean I was the one who started touching his arm. Maybe he was about to tell me to back up.

Your brain is in overdrive trying to piece things together. You're pretty sure Jungkook would never disrespect Namjoon like that. There has to be some sort of logical explanation, or you're really just making things up in your head.

"What the fuck was that?" you hear an angry woman's voice entering through the door. Your body robotically turns to the person standing next to you.

Nari.

"W-what are you doing here?" you ask in shock, taking a step back.

"I'm asking the questions," she grits, her brows furrowed in anger and suspicion. "Are you flirting with Jungkook while dating Namjoon? Are you fucking stupid?"

"What?! No!" you exclaim, your face contorted in both confusion and irritation. "I was just looking at his tattoos. Don't just assume things."

"That's not what it looked like to me," she glares, crossing her arms over her chest.

"Well I don't really care what it looked like to you," you glare back, also crossing your arms over your chest.

"I knew you were no good," she grits through her teeth. "I knew you were playing RM, I just couldn't figure it out until now. Was Jungkook always your target?"

"Bitch are you out of your mind?" you ask, dumbfounded. "I just met him last week."

"And you're already on a date with him?"

"This is not a date," you growl, your hands balling into fists at your sides. "Taehyung is meeting us here too."

"Sure he is," she snorts.

"How about we go ask him?" you say through clenched teeth, grabbing her wrist to drag her out to your table. Your eyes scan the room and there's no sign of Jungkook.

"Ah, Miss," the waitress says to you. "Mr. Jeon had to leave, he wanted me to give you these."

Your jaw slacks as she hands you a napkin with writing on it, and a shiny set of Benz keys. Nari leans next to you to read the note.

Noona,

I'm sorry I had to leave suddenly, there's a problem at the company. The tabloids caught a picture of me with someone and they're threatening to use it. My relationship with the person in the photo is purely professional but I have to go handle it. Taehyung picked me up so I left you my keys to drive back. I hope you can let me make it up to you soon.

P.S. you look beautiful tonight

-JJK

All of the blood drains from your face as you read the last two sentences, feeling Nari's anger radiating off of her body.

"There's some kind of misunderstanding," you choke out. "He has to just be overly friendl-"

"Overly friendly my ass," she seethes. "You're a fucking snake."

"Nari, I swear to god. This is not what it looks like."

"How did you do it?" she laughs maniacally. "JK adores Namjoon. For him to actively pursue you while knowing you're dating Namjoon... you had to have done something. Did you sleep with him?"

"Oh my god, no!" you gape at her. "Seriously, why have you hated me from the beginning? What did I ever do to you?" You frustratedly run your fingers through your hair. "I can see how you could misunderstand this as a date, but to jump straight to me sleeping with him? Are you nuts?"

"You're too perfect," she glares.

Your eyes almost pop out of their sockets. "I'm w-what?"

"You're too good to be true," she continues. "RM is too happy, you're too good to him. No one is that patient, everyone knows about his baggage and neediness. I know you have an agenda."

You blink at her in utter shock and disbelief as you absorb her words.

"You wouldn't do the same for Yoongi?" you ask, eyes still wide.

"I love Namjoon, but I know he's a lot to handle. I slowly watched what the kind and patient Hae-Ran turned into. I won't let him get hurt like that again."

"Do not compare me to her," you seethe through your teeth, glaring so intensely Nari almost flinches. "I would never hurt Namjoon."

You both glare at each other, completely unfazed by the other tables staring at you two.

"I'm going to leave now," you finally say, your voice still dripping with anger. "Have a great rest of your night," you say sarcastically, turning to leave the restaurant.

You quickly hop into Jungkook's car and head back to the company, beginning to panic.

I need to talk to Joon. But what do I even say? All he's technically done is call me beautiful. Do I tell him his eyes flickered down to my lips as I stared at his tattoos? I could've been imagining that. Talking about it out loud, he hasn't done anything wrong. Would Joon even believe me over Nari? Over JK?

You're gripping the steering wheel so hard your knuckles are white.

The last thing I would want is to cause a rift between any of them. What if Joon does believe me and gets angry with JK? And what if they fight? I don't want to cause problems if they don't even exist.

You try calling Namjoon but it goes straight to voicemail.

Fuck. What do I do?

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Chappy 45 ~

God just imagine holding JK's wrist and getting to stare at his tattoos

This is why I'm delusional

Also I love watching the comments on some of the paragraphs catch on fire lmao

Y'all are messy and I love it