After the concert was over, the adrenaline still buzzed in the air as the BTS members filed into their hotel. The atmosphere was electric, filled with laughter and the excitement of a successful show. They had just finished performing in front of thousands of fans in Paris, and the high from the crowd's energy was still palpable.
Jungkook and Ragini walked side by side, their hands intertwined, basking in the aftermath of the concert. The night was still young, but exhaustion tugged at their limbs. As they entered their suite, Ragini couldn’t help but let out a contented sigh.
Jungkook pulled Ragini into his arms, their bodies fitting perfectly together. He inhaled her familiar scent, feeling a sense of peace wash over him. “I can’t believe how incredible tonight was,” he murmured, running his fingers through her damp hair.
“Right? It was amazing! You were incredible out there,” Ragini replied, her eyes sparkling with admiration.
As they cuddled on the bed, Ragini nestled against Jungkook’s chest, feeling his heart beat steadily beneath her.
The next morning, Ragini woke up early, the soft light of dawn filtering through the hotel curtains. She stretched and reached for her laptop, determined to tackle the mountain of work that had been piling up. With Jungkook’s concert in Paris and her excitement about being with him, she had pushed her workload aside, but now she felt the pressure to catch up.
As she opened her laptop, the familiar ping of emails greeted her, sending a wave of anxiety through her. She sighed, glancing over at Jungkook, who was still fast asleep beside her. His tousled hair and peaceful expression made her heart flutter, but the stress of her responsibilities quickly took over.
After a few minutes of focusing on her tasks, she heard Jungkook stir. He groaned softly, blinking awake to find Ragini already at work. His brow furrowed slightly as he propped himself up on one elbow, studying her.
“Hey, what are you doing up so early?” Jungkook mumbled, his voice husky from sleep.
“I just need to finish some work before we head out today,” she replied, not looking away from her screen. “I’ve got a lot to catch up on, and I can’t put it off any longer.”
Jungkook’s expression shifted from sleepy concern to frustration. He pushed the covers off and sat up, the sheets falling away to reveal his toned chest. “Sweetheart, you can’t keep doing this. You came to Paris to enjoy the concert and spend time with me, not to stress over work.”
Ragini paused, glancing at him with a small smile. “I know, but I can’t help it. I have deadlines to meet. Besides, I don’t want to fall behind because I’m here.”
Jungkook’s jaw clenched as he swung his legs over the side of the bed, leaning forward to rest his elbows on his knees. “You work too hard. I get it; your job is important, but you deserve to relax and enjoy this time. I don’t want to see you stressed out.”
Ragini’s heart warmed at his concern, but she felt a pang of guilt. “I appreciate that, Kookie, I really do. But I need to make sure everything is in order. I’ll be done in a couple of hours, I promise.”
“Fine,” he relented, though he still looked displeased. “But after you finish, we’re doing something fun together. No work allowed. It’s a rule.”
Ragini laughed softly, finding his protectiveness adorable. “Okay, I’ll hold you to that. Just let me get this done first, and then I’ll be all yours.”
“Deal,” Jungkook said, his expression softening. He leaned over and pressed a kiss to her temple, sending a shiver down her spine. “Just don’t overdo it, okay? I want you to enjoy Paris, not work through it.”
“I will, I promise,” she assured him, returning her focus to her laptop as he stood up to get ready for the day.
As Ragini sat at the small table in their hotel room, furiously typing away on her laptop, Jungkook watched her with a mix of admiration and frustration. She was so focused on her work, her brow furrowed in concentration, that she hardly noticed him at all. Each click of the keyboard felt like a reminder that he was sharing her with her job—something he was not okay with.
He wanted her all to himself, and the fact that her work was taking her attention away from him only fueled his possessiveness.
Jungkook’s jaw clenched at the sight. This had to stop. His possessiveness flared within him. She belonged to him, and he didn’t want to share her with anything or anyone—not her work, not even for a moment.
With each click of her keyboard, he felt the irritation bubble deeper, but a solution was brewing in his mind. If he couldn’t have her attention now, he’d find a way to ensure she wouldn’t have to worry about this job at all.
He leaned back against the plush headboard, contemplating his connections back in Seoul. He had the means. He had the influence. All he needed was a simple call.
As he formulated the plan in his head, a dark thrill surged through him. Get her fired. It would solve everything. She wouldn’t have to stress over deadlines or late-night work. She could focus entirely on him.
He could see it now—her surprise, followed by the inevitable relief when she realized she could finally put her energy into what truly mattered. And that was him.
Jungkook’s expression hardened as he thought of how to execute this without her ever suspecting a thing. He wouldn’t let her know he was behind it; he would be her knight in shining armor, swooping in to rescue her from the clutches of a job that didn’t understand her worth.
As he reached for his phone, he felt an intoxicating rush of power. He would have to be careful, subtle, and most importantly, patient. He could manipulate the situation just right, and soon enough, Ragini would be all his—no distractions, no interruptions.
His thumb hovered over the contacts. The first call would set everything in motion.
“Just a little longer,” he muttered to himself, a satisfied grin spreading across his face. She’ll thank me later.
Jungkook’s heart raced with anticipation as he slipped quietly out of the room, leaving Ragini engrossed in her work. He needed a moment away, a moment to set his plan into motion. He walked into the dimly lit hallway, his mind buzzing with the possibilities that lay ahead.
Finding a quiet corner, he pulled out his phone and dialed a familiar number, his heart pounding with both excitement and determination. The call connected, and he took a deep breath, ready to unleash the storm.
“Hyung,” he said, his tone casual yet laced with an underlying intensity. “I need a favor.”
After exchanging pleasantries, Jungkook quickly got to the point. “It’s about a friend of mine—Ragini Jha. She’s been working herself to the bone, and honestly, I think it’s affecting her health. I want to see if you can help her out… you know, make her situation at work a little complicated.”
On the other end, he could hear his hyung’s intrigued response. “You want her fired?”
“Something like that,” Jungkook replied, trying to keep his voice steady. “It’ll give her a chance to focus on herself… and me. I just want to make sure she’s happy and free from stress.”
“Consider it done,” his hyung said, clearly amused.
As he hung up, Jungkook took a moment to compose himself. His heart raced, but he felt a sense of satisfaction wash over him. He knew this was for the best. He leaned against the wall, his mind racing with how to keep things under control once Ragini found out.
Returning to the living room, he found Ragini still engrossed in her work, blissfully unaware of the storm brewing just beyond her screen. The sight of her brow furrowed in concentration tugged at his heartstrings, but his possessive instinct overpowered any guilt creeping in.
“Ragini,” he called out, leaning closer, his voice softer now. “How’s it going?”
She glanced up, her face lighting up as she met his gaze. “I’m almost done! Just a few more things to wrap up, and then I can relax.”
Jungkook forced a smile, the mask slipping over his true feelings. “You’ve been working so hard. Why don’t you take a break? We could go for a walk or something.”
She shook her head, her focus unwavering. “I can’t, Kookie. There’s too much to do. I promise I’ll be done soon.”
His heart sank a little, but he masked it with playful determination. “Okay, but you owe me a cuddle session afterward. Deal?”
“Deal!” she laughed, her eyes sparkling. “But you have to be patient with me.”
“Always,” he replied, his tone dropping to a deeper, more serious note. Just a little longer, and you won’t have to work at all.
As she returned to her tasks, Jungkook felt the weight of his secret plan settle heavily on his shoulders. Each tick of the clock felt like a countdown, pushing him closer to a reality where Ragini would no longer be stressed or distracted.
After a few minutes, he decided to distract her further. “Hey, what do you think about dinner later? I was thinking we could try that fancy restaurant near the Eiffel Tower.”
Her face brightened again. “That sounds amazing! I’d love that!”
“Great,” he said, his heart racing with excitement. Soon, everything would be just the way he wanted.
As the day progressed, Jungkook’s mind remained fixated on the plan. He kept glancing at Ragini, who was now tapping away at her keyboard, oblivious to his thoughts and the lengths he was willing to go for her. Each keystroke felt like a reminder of the ticking clock, but he was determined to keep his smile intact until the moment arrived.
After all, soon she would be free, and it would all be worth it.
As the day wore on, Jungkook found it increasingly difficult to focus on anything but his plan. Every laugh from Ragini, every smile she threw his way, only intensified his obsession. He watched her work diligently, her brows furrowing in concentration, and he felt a familiar surge of possessiveness wash over him. She shouldn’t have to work this hard.
Later that evening, after they had enjoyed a light meal together, Jungkook decided to steer the conversation toward more personal topics to gauge her thoughts. He leaned back on the couch, pulling her into his side.
In that moment, he decided to escalate his plan. After tonight, I’ll make sure her work is no longer a distraction. He kissed her forehead, knowing that soon, he would take the next step to ensure she was solely his.
The evening turned into a blur of laughter and playful banter, but Jungkook’s mind remained laser-focused on his objective. As Ragini finally drifted off to sleep beside him, he couldn’t help but feel a surge of determination. He would do whatever it takes to keep her close—far away from the distractions of her job.
With a final glance at her peaceful face, Jungkook whispered softly, “I’ll take care of everything, Sweetheart. You’ll see.”
The next morning, Ragini woke up feeling refreshed and ready to tackle her workload, excited to spend more time with Jungkook in Paris. She stretched her arms above her head, glancing over at him still sleeping peacefully beside her. A smile crept onto her face as she took in the sight of him, his tousled hair and soft breaths making her heart flutter.
After a quick shower, Ragini made her way to the dining area, still slightly groggy but determined to start her day. She poured herself a cup of coffee, hoping to clear her mind and prepare for the tasks ahead.
As she settled at the table, her phone buzzed beside her. Frowning, she picked it up, expecting a message from one of her coworkers or a reminder about an upcoming deadline. Instead, she saw the notification that made her stomach drop—a termination email from her employer.
“What the…?” she muttered, her eyes scanning the email, disbelief washing over her. The words blurred together as panic set in.
Dear Ragini Jha,
We regret to inform you that your employment has been terminated effective immediately due to performance-related issues.
We wish you the best in your future endeavors.
Ragini's heart raced. Performance-related issues? She hadn’t even been informed of any problems. Frustration bubbled up inside her as she read and reread the email. Was this some kind of joke?
Just then, Jungkook walked into the kitchen, rubbing his eyes and looking adorable in his rumpled clothes. “Good morning, beautiful,” he said with a sleepy smile, but his expression shifted when he noticed her pale face.
“What’s wrong?” he asked, concern creeping into his voice. He moved closer, peering at her phone.
Ragini couldn’t hold back the tremor in her voice. “I got terminated, Jungkook. They said it’s due to performance-related issues.”
Jungkook's eyes widened, but a glimmer of satisfaction flickered across his face for just a moment before he masked it with feigned shock. “What? No way! That’s ridiculous!” He stepped forward, his protective instincts kicking in. “You’ve been working so hard! This has to be a mistake!”
“I know!” she replied, frustration spilling over. “I haven’t heard anything negative from them, and now, out of nowhere, this?”
Jungkook’s jaw tightened, and he took a step closer, lowering his voice. “This isn’t right, Ragini. You don’t deserve this.”
“I need to talk to them! I can’t just accept this!” Ragini stood up abruptly, pacing the small kitchen.
“Let me handle it,” Jungkook said, his tone firm, but the intensity in his gaze made her pause. “I can make a few calls and—”
“No!” Ragini interrupted, turning to face him. “I can’t rely on you like that. I need to fix this myself.”
Jungkook’s expression shifted slightly, a hint of frustration creeping in. “Baby, please. Just let me help. I can’t stand seeing you upset like this.”
She took a deep breath, trying to find her footing amidst the chaos. “I know you mean well, but this is my job! I have to figure this out.”
Jungkook stepped closer, his gaze locking onto hers. “I understand that, but this isn’t just a minor inconvenience. They shouldn’t be able to do this to you without warning.”
“Right?” Ragini nodded, grateful for his support but still feeling the weight of the situation.
Jungkook moved to sit beside her, wrapping an arm around her shoulder. “Hey, it’s going to be okay. We can figure this out together,” he said, keeping his tone soft yet reassuring. Inside, he felt a swell of satisfaction at the chaos he had caused.
Ragini leaned into him, grateful for his comfort, oblivious to the hidden intentions behind his caring facade. "What am I going to do now? I can’t just... I can’t just find another job overnight."
"We'll get through this," he promised, his grip tightening around her shoulder. "I’ll help you. I won’t let you go through this alone." Jungkook's heart raced with exhilaration, knowing he had successfully pulled off his plan without her even suspecting a thing.
As they sat there, Ragini felt a mix of confusion and gratitude wash over her. She couldn't help but lean her head against Jungkook's shoulder, feeling safe in his embrace, unaware of the true nature of his obsession and the lengths he would go to keep her close.