My Savior -Vkook
The sun had just set and Jungkook was checking the last papers of the day. Signed the last sheet with a sigh he leaned back in his chair, ran a hand through his thick black hair and turned to look out the huge window that covered the wall of his office. He watched the moon make its way in the sky, accompanied by the stars that one by one, shy, appeared on the celestial vault. When was the last time he had stopped to look at the sky? When was the last time he'd had the warmth of another person next to him? So long that even he didn't remember. Running a hand over his tired face, he turned to his desk just in time to see Namjoon enter his office.
-I brought you a coffee, I thought you needed it- the blond said, showing the cup he was holding.
-Thank you- replied the dark haired man taking it.
-Nothing to report?- He then asked taking a sip of coffee.
-Everything regular, apart from a man who refuses to pay but is the classic suburban rat, I'll send someone to fix the situation- Namjoon replied leaning on the edge of the desk.
- I'll take care of it, it's a nice evening and I really want to have some fun- said Jungkook, rising from his chair with a grin. Then he took his jacket and walked to the door.
-As you want, Boss- replied the major following him.
They arrived in the suburbs in less than twenty minutes. They got out of the car and headed for a complex of old houses that looked like they were about to fall apart. Namjoon knocked on the door and after a few seconds it opened to reveal a man in his fifties with wrinkled clothes and who smelled of alcohol.
-Mr. Kim? - asked the blond, taking a look inside the house. Bottles of beer and cigarette butts scattered everywhere, just a rat from the suburbs.
-Who the fuck are you? - the latter replied drinking from the bottle he held in his hand.
-We're here for the payment- Namjoon said, masking the disgust in his voice.
-I already told those fucking loan sharks that I would pay next week - the man replied leaning against the door jamb.
-Time ran out three weeks ago- the blond replied with a serious tone and then took a look at Jungkook who until then had kept out of sight of the man.
-Listen, I don't have the money, give me another week ... - the man began but was interrupted by Jungkook.
-You always say the same things, "now I don't have them", "I'll pay you in a week", "give me more time" -he sighed and then looked him in the eye-wouldn't it be easier to pay when asked?
-M-Mr. Jeon ... I didn't recognize you! Please, come in! - Said the man, fear visible in his eyes.
They entered the house and as Mr. Kim led them to what must have been the kitchen a toy car collided with Jungkook's foot. The latter knelt to pick it up and when he looked up he saw a child, probably about three years old, with chocolate-colored hair falling into a bangs that covered his big dark eyes. The little boy was wearing a faded red T-shirt one size far too large and jeans that had certainly seen better times.
-Is this yours? - the dark-haired man asked the shy boy who nodded playing with the hem of his shirt.
-Is he your son? - He then asked the old man and getting up he turned towards the latter, turning the car over in his hands.
-He's my nephew- he answered and started to go to the child but Jungkook raised his hand and ordered him to stop. Then he turned to the little one who backed away frightened and with tears in his eyes.
-Where is your mother? - he asked in a softer tone and the child with a trembling hand pointed out the corridor.
-Mr. Jeon, you must not waste time with this brat ..- the man began but Jungkook gave him a look that made him lose his voice. Then the dark-haired man turned back to the child. He knelt in front of him and handing him the toy car, he asked:
- Would you take me to your mother? - the little existent took the toy in his hands and nodded, then without deigning Jungkook another look he walked down the corridor.
Jungkook followed the child until he reached the last door of the corridor. He opened it and at first he only saw the dark, then he noticed it. Leaning against the wall, illuminated by the clear moon rays was the most beautiful creature he had ever seen. A boy with delicate features, framed by a mass of dark hair that fell in soft curls. His face was turned towards the only window in the room, he had his eyes closed and his lashes were so long that they cast shadows on his pale cheeks. His lips full and slightly parted which he bet was very soft. He wore only what appeared to be a sweater that reached mid-thigh. With his eyes he followed the sweet features of his body, lingering on his thin waist and then reaching the long and delicious legs. He then noticed that he had a chain on his ankle, the skin around it was red and swollen.
-Appa- the call of the child brought him back to reality and he saw the little one running towards the boy. The latter opened his eyes and as soon as he saw the baby he took him and hugged him.
-Junie- he whispered, his voice broken by the tears running down his face.
-Who are you? - he then asked, looking at Jungkook and holding the child closer to him -if you are here for that, I only ask you not in front of my son ...- he added stroking the hair of the little boy who in the meantime had hidden her face in the hollow of her father's neck.
-Is that child your son? - the dark-haired man asked and the boy nodded.
-Where is the mother?
The boy sighed and looking into his eyes said:
-I am his mother- at that revelation Jungkook widened his eyes. So the boy was a Carrier, only 0.1% of the male population was able to get pregnant.
-What's your name pretty? - Jungkook then asked more and more fascinated.
- Taehyung, and this is my son Junsoo- replied the boy intimidated by the aura of the mysterious man in front of him. Jungkook grinned and kneeling in front of him said:
-Well Taehyung, I am Jeon Jungkook and I am your savior- then he got up and called Namjoon who as soon as he entered the room was surprised to see a fragile boy holding the child from before.
-Namjoon, call my men, there's some work to do- he said to him and the blond nodded, then went back to Taehyung.
-What will happen now? - asked the latter frightened. He had grown paler, his hair clung to his sweaty forehead and his body was trembling constantly. Seeing him in that state Jungkook knelt in front of him. He brought a hand to his forehead and felt it was hot.
-Now I'll take you and your son to safety- replied the dark-haired man putting his hand on his cheek and stroking it gently with his thumb. Taehyung instinctively let himself go to that sweet gesture that strangely made him feel safe and without realizing it everything around him became dark.
N.A.
It had been a while that I had it in mind and I decided to publish it. If it seems interesting I could continue it😁