"Who gave you the right to get near my son?"
"Who gave you the right to touch my son?"
"I don't allow anyone to hurt my son, not even you or anyone else."
"I will kill you with my bare hands." ...Y/N
If you want to spare your name, then cut whatever...
"How often do you visit this club, Mr. Park? I can see you look comfortable here."
Mr. Kang asked when I directly led him to the VIP lounge of Hobi Hyung's club.
"I'm here almost every day since this place is owned by one of my closest friends. I come here to hang out with my friends, but most often I'm here alone to clear my mind."
I explain while pulling the chair and titling my head, giving him a signal to take a seat. And after he did, I took mine beside him.
Soon, the glass door opened and Hobi Hyung showed up.
"Hyung!" I called out.
"Hey Jimin-ah,"Hyung happily said with a huge smile on his face while approaching us.
"Hyung, meet Mr. Kang Min Hyuk, my business partner based in Spain."
"Mr. Kang, this is my good friend Jung Hoseok, the owner of this club."
I introduced them to each other.
"It's so pleasant to meet you, Mr. Jung, and I really like the vibe of your place. It's so relaxing."
Mr. Kang greeted hyung and held his hand out.
"Ohh thank you, Mr. Kang."
Hobi Hyung laughed with pride, maybe because of the compliment that Mr. Kang had just given him.
"It's nice to meet you too, sir. Please call me Hoseok."
He added, then grabbed Mr. Kang's hand to shake.
"All right, Hoseok, I'd like you to call me Min hyuk as well, and shall we begin the night?"
"Sure Min hyuk, let's start now, the others are on their way anyway."
Then we three sat and ordered.
Soon, the others arrived, except for Jungkook, who was still on his way after leaving his art exhibition. Then again, I introduced them to Mr. Kang one by one. A couple of minutes later, Jungkook arrived.
"Ohhh he's here, Kook ah!"
Taehyung yelled, which made us turn our heads at the door. Jungkook came closer and closer to us, bowing at every step he took.
"Ohh so you're the kookie ha, Jungkook, am I right?"
Mr. Kang asked, now standing from his chair, and offered a hand. I'm surprised he knew him. Oh, maybe he read some magazines about Jungkook's art exhibition.
We chatted about random stuff, telling stories about what happened in our past, sharing funny and stupid things we made in our early age, and laughing together like we'd been friends with Mr. Kang for so long. In the middle of our conversation, Mr. Kang excused himself to go to the toilet. But while he was gone, the phone he left on the table rang.
An incoming video call from his wife, as it flashed on the screen, We just let it be until he returned and answered it in front of us. We all went silent with worried faces because it was his wife and we were clubbing...
"Hola, Mi Amor..."
He greeted in Spanish after pressing the answer button and setting the phone in front of him.
"Hola, papa..."
A very small and cute voice answered... maybe it's his son.
"Hola Jan hijo... ohhh... buddy, why are you wearing a spider man costume? I can't see your handsome face. "
"ummm papá, yu-u forget. I will attend a f-ennz betday pa-ty today."
The cute voice answers while trying to explain why he's wearing a costume, even though he can't pronounce it well.
"Oh my bad buddy, I'm sorry I forgot. So why are you calling me? Are you not having fun? "
Mr. Kang asked full of concern.
"I'm hab-ing fun papá. I want tu tell you tu come home fast. We have subp-ise for you"
Hearing that cute voice made me smile more.
"Surprise? Oh, how I love surprises, buddy. I can't wait to hear it. "
He said, showing his excitement...
"Okay, I will come back fast after I'm done here, okay?"
"O-okay papá"
"So buddy, where's Mama? Is she having fun too? "
Now he's asking about his wife, which made me let out a heavy sigh.
"Ummm Mama? Ohhh... She is the-le on the table with tias and tios, talking and laughing, hiihihi..."
He said with cute giggles, and Mr. Kang laughed at his son's cuteness.
"Does Mama know you're calling me right now?"
"No papá," he said, making Mr. Kang smile.
"Adiós Papá, I will go and play now with my f-ennz,"
"Adiós Papa, te amo... " Then the line was cut.
"Is that your son?" I asked,
"YES," he proudly answered.
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