Sordidness | Liskook Oneshots

Manager Noona

''Jungkook you will be getting late again, JUNGKOOK?!'' Jungkook could hear a high pitched scream coming outside from his room. . He opened the door as soon as he can just to face a really Red Lalisa. And she was fuming, It was officially the end for him. Point to be noted, Lalisa is his personal Manager a.k.a Stylist. She have been his manager for more than 4 years and now they have a mother and son kind of relationship. "Jungkook, you will be getting late again, JUNGKOOK?!" The high-pitched scream pierced through the morning air, jolting Jungkook awake. He groggily rubbed his eyes as he glanced at the watch on his wrist, the numbers swimming into focus.

"Shit," he muttered under his breath, realizing it was half past 7. He needed to reach Hybe before 8:30, and time was ticking away. With a sudden burst of energy, he leaped out of bed and swung the door open, only to come face to face with a fuming Lalisa.

"Lisa-noona, I'm so sorry," he stammered, wringing his hands together nervously. "I didn't mean to oversleep. I promise it won't happen again."

"Damn right it won't," she snapped, glaring daggers into him. "You better get ready in record time, or we're both in hot water."

As Lisa stormed off down the hallway, Jungkook couldn't help but feel guilty. She had always been there for him, supporting him through thick and thin, and now he had let her down.

"Get it together, Kook," he whispered to himself, diving back into his room to change into his outfit for the day. As he hurriedly buttoned up his shirt and smoothed his hair, his thoughts swirled with apologies and promises to make it up to Lisa.

"Alright, I'm ready," he announced, stepping into the hallway just as Lisa returned with a breakfast bar and a bottle of water in hand.

"Here, eat this on the way," she said tersely, shoving the items into his hands. "We don't have time for a proper breakfast now."

"Thanks, noona," Jungkook mumbled, his eyes downcast as they made their way to the elevator. As they descended, he could feel the weight of her disappointment pressing down on him. He knew he had to make it right, but how?

"Lisa, I'm really sorry," he blurted out as they stepped outside, the fresh morning air filling his lungs. "I'll do better next time, I swear."

"See that you do," she replied, her tone icy. "Now let's go. We've got a schedule to keep."

As they rushed towards the waiting car, Jungkook's heart ached with regret. He was determined to make amends for his mistake and prove to Lisa that he wasn't just another careless idol. He would make her proud again, no matter what it took.

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Lalisa's narrowed eyes bored into Jungkook, her arms crossed over her chest as she tapped her foot impatiently. The morning sunlight filtered through the open door, casting a warm glow on the scene that contrasted sharply with the frosty atmosphere. In this moment, Lalisa seemed larger than life – an intimidating force to be reckoned with.

"Sorry, noona," Jungkook stammered, his voice wavering under her intense gaze. His heart raced in his chest, his mind scrambling for something to say that might defuse the tension between them. "Last night, Taehyungie and I played Pubg, and we lost track of time."

"Is that so?" Lalisa replied, her voice dripping with sarcasm. She had been managing Jungkook for four years, and their relationship had evolved from that of a simple employee-employer dynamic to something akin to a mother-son bond. They had shared countless highs and lows together, but it was moments like these that tested their connection.

"Promise, noona, it won't happen again." Jungkook looked at her, trying to convey the sincerity of his apology through his wide, pleading eyes. He knew how much he depended on her support and guidance, and he couldn't bear the thought of disappointing her.