Yoongi

I groaned as I looked at my phone. "Jimin, what the fuck is this shit?" I looked at him.

"Holy— You called me Jimin?" He stood up in his seat and walked towards me, looking down at my phone. "Honestly, I'm not sure what the hell that is. Most people use iPhones, not-"

"Park!" I smacked his head. He frowned and rubbed the spot I hit. "I meant the message."

Jimin furrowed his eyebrows and looked down at my phone once again, reading the message I had gotten. "Oh, yeah. A meeting was scheduled. It's not that far away."

"It's a damn four hour drive!" I pinched the bridge of my nose. "Why didn't you tell me about this? It's literally today." I said.

"Oh, I didn't mention it?" Jimin sat back down in his seat. "Sorry, Mr. Min. I was too busy talking with your boy toy." He smirked.

I glanced up at him as he wiggled his eyebrows. "You talk to Jeon?" I asked.

Jimin nodded and smiled. "Isn't he just the cutest?" He stood up and leaned over my desk. "What a shame. We would've been so cute—"

"Shut the fuck up, Park." I snapped at him.

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The only reason he's still here is because: one, he made my dad happy and two, he knows my plan. I wish I could throw him away like trash But I sadly can't. "What a shame," as he said.
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His mouth lifted into a bright smile.

"I knew it!" Jimin cheered. "Mr. Min has a crush on his husband." Jimin laughed as he sat back down once again. "I was joking. I have my eye set on someone else, boss." He smiled.

I rolled my eyes at him. Stupid kid.

"It's supposed to be stormy tonight." I stated. "Call and get me a hotel room. I'm leaving now so I won't be stuck in the storm." I stood up.

"But you just got here." He looked at me.

I took the magazine he was holding and threw it onto my desk. "Bitch, you're lucky that you still work for me. Just do as I said." I walked out of my office as Jimin frowned. I saw him turn on his phone from my window and I felt relief as he scrolled through hotel numbers.

  Thank God.

  "Mr. Min?" I heard Taehyung's voice come from behind me. I turned around to see him standing there with freshly dyed hair.

  "Nice. Blonde looks good on you." I told him. He smiled a boxy smile and his shoulders shook as he laughed a little. "A compliment? That's weird, do I know you?" He asked.

  "Ah, shut up." I looked away. "What did you need?" I asked him. He coughed awkwardly and stood up straighter to be less wimpy.

  Taehyung handed me a piece of paper and smiled. "Open it." He said. I looked at him as he basically shoved the paper in my face.

  I took the paper and unfolded it slowly.

  "Congratulations!.." Taehyung cheered. "You have officially brought your father's business back to life." He smiled as my mouth hung open. Holy shit. Oh my God. No way.

  "Where's Jeon?" I looked up at Taehyung.

  "Jungkookie?" He questioned. "I believe I saw him in your studio about ten minutes ago-"

  I started running towards the room, paper in my hand. My workers looked at me like I was crazy, but maybe I am a little crazy. I typed in my password to my studio as fast as possible and nearly broke my door as I opened it.

  Jungkook barely got enough time to look at me before I jumped on the couch with him- mostly on him- and I yelled happily.

  "Look!" I held up the paper. "Look Jeon!"

  Jungkook looked up at me, confused. He then looked at the paper and his mouth formed into a big grin. "The charts are high. Is this-"

  "This is within the past two months!" I shook him. He turned over to get a better view of me, making me realize that I was actually on him as he was lying on the couch with a sleepy look.

  "Your income went up so much, Yoongi!" He smiled and sat up, leaving me basically sitting in his lap. I thought it was awkward for us both, so I moved slowly off of him, still smiling as I held the paper up to my face.

  "I finally did it." I kissed the paper, making Jeon laugh at me. "My father.." I smiled.

  "He would be proud."

  I looked up at Jeon with wide eyes.

  "You know.." I sat on the couch like a normal person would do and I sighed to myself. "My dad was a great guy. He always wanted to run a big and successful business, and I was going to be a part of that. He built an entertainment business because I wanted to.. entertain."

  Jungkook tilted his head with his curious eyes staring into mine. "What happened to that?"

  I bit my lip and rested my head against the back of the couch. "My dad died and he left the business to me. I didn't use to want money so badly. I wanted to rap and I wanted people to relate to my story.. but my mom got sick." I frowned to myself. "That was when I knew that I had to take over the business for the money. I know that I need to help my mom, but sometimes I wish I could just.."

  "I get it, Yoongi." Jungkook rested his head in my shoulder. "But, don't you ever think that you are the one holding back? Nobody is stopping you from doing what you love except for you. Why can't you do it?" He asked me.

  I smiled a little and looked at the ceiling.

  "I can't.. I can't be two people.."

  "Of course not." Jungkook laughed. "I'm saying that you can get someone to help you with the business, someone you trust, and you can rap all you want. Nobody can stop you. You've already made songs, just share them."

  "Nobody would want to help genuinely with this business." I sighed. "It's useless."

  Jungkook stayed quiet for a minute before he shook his head, making his hair tickle my neck. "I can help you." He said softly.

  I smiled and closed my eyes.

  "You have helped me." I chuckled. "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have money."

  Jungkook lifted himself off of me and tilted his head. "So your plan actually worked?"

  "Well, Yeah." I shrugged. "There's no other explanation. Anyways, you need to go home and get some extra clothes. We're going on a little trip." I stood up and smiled at Jungkook, knowing that he'd get distracted by the change of subject easily.

  "Trip?" He questioned.

  "Yep. Just you and me." I said. "I have a meeting and it's a good while away, so we're staying in a hotel room. Unless you don't want to, that is." I pressed my lips in a thin line.

  "It's fine. I want to go." He smiled at me.

  "Good." I smiled. "Lets go then."

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I may post more chapters since I'm not going to be putting any up this weekend
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