After the Scent of You Fades
introduction ~
Jeon Jungkook (The Chairman)
Role: CEO/Chairman of J.K. Global Enterprises
age:30 year old
Personality: Often perceived as cold, perfectionistic, and unreachable
Status: single
Kim Taehyung (The Catalyst)
Role: The new Junior Creative Director (or Executive Assistant) who just transferred to the headquarters.
age:31year old
Status: single
Personality: Free-spirited, artistic, and fiercely observant
Park jimin
Role: Senior Marketing Associate and Taehyung’s best friend.
age:31 year old
Status: in relationship
Personality: Social, bubbly, and the ultimate source of all office gossip. He is loyal to a fault and is always the first one to know when things get complicated.
Min Yoongi (The Right-Hand)
Age: 33 year old
Role: Chief of Staff/Jungkook’s personal assistant.
Status: in relationship
Personality: Blunt, pragmatic, and perpetually exhausted.
Kim Seokjin (The Doctor)
Age: 37 year old
Role: Chief Surgeon at the hospital affiliated with Jungkook’s corporate wellness programs.
Personality: Charming, confident, and professional.
Kim Namjoon (The Professor)
Age: 36 year old
Role: University Professor and frequent consultant for Jungkook’s corporate strategy team.
Personality: Intellectual, deeply philosophical, and clumsy
chapter 1
Seokjin
"Standing by the bedside, staring intently at the flickering monitors while recording notes on his tablet."
Seokjin
Jungkook, come look at this. I’ve been analyzing the neural patterns for the last six hours. I’m being honest with you—I don’t see any sign of him waking up from this coma at all."
Jungkook is standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, his silhouette dark against the city lights. He doesn't move.
jungkook
"Staring at his own reflection, his hands shoved deep into his suit pockets. His jaw is locked tight"
There has to be something, Jin Hyung Money isn't the issue
Seokjin
It’s not about the money, Jungkook. It’s about biology. Sometimes, the body just shuts down to protect itself. You’ve been here every single day for three years. You need to focus on your own health, too
jungkook
I Don't need a medical consultation Hyung
Seokjin
I’m your Hyung, not just your doctor. And as your Hyung, I’m telling you’re running yourself into the ground.
"Jungkook finally turns around. His eyes are cold, but there is a flicker of desperation he can't quite hide"
Seokjin
Jungkook I know seeing him like this hurt you so much, but please understand
jungkook
how can I Hyung? How can I see my tae like this, like a dead body? How?
Seokjin
I know Jungkook but all we can do is wait for now
Seokjin
ok I wIll go ok you take care of yourself i have some other patient to check
The room falls into a heavy, suffocating silence once the door clicks shut. Jungkook’s shadow stretches across the floor as he slowly walks toward the bed.
He stands over the bed for a long time, watching the rhythmic, shallow rise and fall of the other man’s chest. The monitor beeps softly—the only sound in the room
Jungkook pulls the chair closer to the bedside. He moves slowly, almost afraid that if he moves too fast, the fragile peace of the room will shatter. He sits down, his shoulders finally dropping from their rigid, defensive posture.
He reaches out, his fingers hovering just inches above the other man's hand before he finally lets his skin make contact. His touch is light, desperate, and trembling.
jungkook
How much are you going to make me wait, Tae? "His voice is barely a whisper"
jungkook
Please... come back. Please
chapter 2
Jungkook sits at his desk, his posture rigid. The office is cold and filled with stacks of paperwork. Yoongi stands in front of him, looking through a folder of resumes.
Yoongi
Jungkook, you haven't slept. You’re going to pass out before the shareholders' meeting starts.
jungkook
I don't need sleep, Yoongi I need the reports. Did you find a replacement for the Creative Director position?
Yoongi
I Have one candidate. Highly qualified, impressive portfolio... but he’s a bit of a wildcard. His name is Park Bogum
jungkook
"He stares at the name, his expression remaining cold and detached" Park Bogum. Send him in
Yoongi nod and signals to the door. A moment later, the office door opens, and Bogum walks in. He walks with a calm, steady confidence, looking around the massive office with a polite smile.
bogum
Good morning. I’m Park Bogum. I believe you were expecting me?
jungkook
"He doesn't look up from his desk immediately. His voice is cold"
You're late, Mr. Park
bogum
"He stands by the desk, his smile not wavering."
Traffic was heavy, Mr. Jeon. But I assume you value quality work over a few minutes of time, don't you?
jungkook
"He finally lifts his head, his gaze sharp enough to cut glass. He locks eyes with Bogum, his expression devoid of any warmth"
jungkook
I Value discipline And I value people who respect the hierarchy of this building. 'Quality' is expected here—it’s not a favor you’re doing me
bogum
"He flinched little, then He leans slightly against the edge of the desk, crossing his arms with a look of calm amusement"
Hierarchy. Right Is that why the air in this office feels so... stagnant?
Jungkook stands up abruptly, the legs of his chair scraping harshly against the floor. He walks around the desk until he’s inches away from Bogum, his presence towering and intense
jungkook
You’ve been here for less than two minutes, and you’re already analyzing my office? Is that part of the job description for a Creative Director?
bogum
I don't need a job description to see when a man is haunted, Mr. Jeon
From the corner, Yoongi clears his throat, clearly sensing the tension reaching a breaking point.
Yoongi
Okay, let's keep it professional. Bogum, you were brought here for your vision
jungkook
The spring collection designs are due in three days. They’ve been rejected four times by the board. If you can’t fix them, you’re out
bogum
"He gives a short, sharp nod, his tone strictly business now"
bogum
Three days is plenty. I’ll have the drafts on your desk by the end of the day.
Bogum turns and walks toward the door without another word. Yoongi watches him leave, then looks back at Jungkook, who is already staring intensely at the stack of folders on his desk.
Yoongi
You were hard on him. Most people would have quit on the spot
jungkook
Good. I don't want someone who quits. I want someone who delivers results.
night time
The office is dark, the only light coming from the city skyline outside. Jungkook is hunched over his desk, his suit jacket discarded on the floor. He isn't looking at any reports. He is just sitting there, holding the small, framed photo of Taehyung.
jungkook
"He traces the edge of the photo with his thumb, his gaze soft and unfocused, lost in memory"
You always hated when I worked this late, didn't you? I can almost hear you nagging me to go home
jungkook
"He lets out a small, weary breath that sounds almost like a laugh, though there’s no humor in it. His eyes are fixed on Taehyung’s face in the picture."
jungkook
Remember how you used to barge in here with that terrible office coffee? You’d force me to close my laptop, and you wouldn't leave until I walked out with you
jungkook
"He runs his hand over his face, his voice dropping to a whisper"
jungkook
and I really miss your scolding, i miss everything every you
jungkook
"He leans his forehead against the cool surface of the desk, still clutching the photo tight against his chest."
jungkook
I just don't know what else to do with mysel please, come back. Tell me I’m being an idiot again. Please."
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