𝓣𝓪𝓴𝓮 𝓜𝓮 𝓕𝓸𝓻 𝓖𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓭 - Kɪᴍ Nᴀᴍᴊᴏᴏɴ Iᴍᴀɢɪɴᴇ

Part 1

Namjoon's veins were popping out of his skin as he drove home with his wife beside him. "Namjoon-" she was cut off short, "Shut up, Jaechan" he said coldly without even batting an eye at her. Her eyes widen a bit, but she turned her attention back to the scenery flashing before her eyes in speed motion.

Flashback.

     "Namjoon, how is your company going? Did you manage to get any deals?" His father, Seokmin asked while picking on his steak. Namjoon kept quiet for a while before plastering a fake smile and turning to his father, "Not yet, abeoji, but I'm sure I will someday" he said and focussed back on his food, internally screaming. His mother, Kyungju and his wife, Jaechan matched their expressions.

     While Namjoon's elder brother, Namhyuk smirked. "Abeoji, I just got a contract with Prada. We'll be working on our next product in a few weeks, I suppose" he said as he turned to his father. A satisfied smile was shown on the old man's wrinkly face. "Good job, Namhyuk. But I thought you were aiming for Porsche" he cocked an eyebrow.

     Namhyuk smiled an awkward smile and scratched the back of his neck, "Well, I tried, but.. well, mistakes happen" he said. Seokmin raised his brows, uninterested in his failures. Kyungju gave her husband a look which he didn't notice because he was cutting his steak.
How did my family end up like this? she thought.

     Kyungju turned to her daughter in law and caught her sighing softly. She was probably thinking the same thing. "Namjoon.." Seokmin called and his second son's head perked up, meeting his gaze. "Why isn't your company expanding?" He asked with a smile. A sickingly, devilish smile.

     Namjoon put his utensils down and let his hands fall on his lap. He was feeling honestly shocked at his father's straightforwardness. He didn't like it. Not at all. Jaechan noticed how his hands balled up into a fist. She slowly reached for it and gave it a small squeeze of reassurance, but Namjoon shrugged his hands away, not rough enough for his family members to notice, but still rough to graze her feelings.

     "Uhmm.. abeoji, I-" he stopped himself as he saw his father rolled his eyes and propped his elbow on the table, resting his chin on his palms, clearly annoyed. "I never knew you'd turn out to be such a failure, Namjoon" he said and that was enough to break his heart. "Never once had I thought you'd be this way. I'm very sure that I haven't raised you to be like this, Kim Namjoon" he continued.

     Namjoon clenched his fist tighter and his knuckles were turning white. Jaechan could do nothing but watch. And it kills her, knowing that. "Abeoji, my company was raised around three-" his father cut him, "Three years ago? Look at Namhyuk" he said and guestured to his eldest son. "He took over the company right after my retirement and the stocks rocketed" Namjoon stood up, causing everyone in the dining room, including the maids, startled.

     "He didn't start everything from scratch. He only knew how to take over you place without knowing the downfall when you fist created something. He just picked up where you left off, but I didn't" he said making deadly eye contact with his father before turning to his elder brother. "You.. you greedy bastard. Fvck it, I shouldn't have agreed to come in the first place" he cursed and left taking his coat with him. Jaechan gave her mother in law a worried look before grabbing her purse and mumbling a 'sorry' to her husband's family members.

     She saw how her face dropped. Kyungju was the one who arranged this dinner. Namjoon surely wasn't agreeing with it, but he couldn't possibly turn down his sweet mother's offer. Jaechan ran up to catch her husband in the porch, stumbling once in the process. "Namjoon, wait!" She called out and grabbed his hand but he shrugged it off harshly. She suddenly felt a hand wrapped around her waist securely and turned her head only to see Namhyuk.

     "Namjoon, that's no way to treat your wife" he snickered. The younger man clenched his jaw before looking at Jaechan directly in the eye, "Get in the fvcking car" he said sternly. Jaechan loosened Namhyuk's hand and got in the vehicle. Namjoon glared at his brother through the window and cursed as he saw him smile and wave his hand at them before driving off in anger.

End Of Flashback.