reputation // jeon jungkook ✔️

chapter eighteen

anyways...

shin minseo

we woke up the next morning naked on the floor of my soon-to-be school. i clear my throat loudly.

"what a great first memory to make here..." i giggle out as jungkook stretches.

"very true." he agrees and stands up. "on the bright side, we didn't install the cameras yet, so no one has footage of it." he laughs, referring to the incident with jimin. i laugh and throw his pants at him.

"get dressed."

"you get dressed." he says picking up my bra, and throwing it at me. i rolled my eyes.

"i planned on it." i say, hooking the bra back up. as we both get fully dressed, i look around the room. it hasn't really hit me until now that i will actually be running a school here. jungkook looks at me as i look around.

"you got a name yet?" he asks.

"i haven't thought about it..." i admit.

"how about 'm.s. salon studio'?"

"m.s.?" i question.

"minseo." he laughs.

"oh... maybe... i kinda like it." i admit

"me too, i thought about it last night... but i got too busy and forgot to tell you." he smirks at me and i laugh. "anyway, i'm starving. let's go get breakfast." he says as he puts his shoes back on. i agree and start making my way to the door.

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"so when are you gonna tell the dean that you're closing your salon?" jungkook asks with a mouth-full of bacon.

"i probably won't close it until we start advertising. i don't want to close and the school be a complete fail." i frown at the thought.

"hey, it won't be. lot's of people want to become hair stylists! maybe after this you can open up your own salon, but this time hire employees!" he exclaims, thinking of all the good things that can come out of this. how did i get so lucky. i happily nod at him and continue to eat my pancakes. "by the way, since it's summer now, i was wondering if you'd want to go on vacation with me?" he asks.

"really? where?"

"somewhere tropical. maybe like bora bora." he suggests.

"jungkook, i'm pora pora." we laugh.

"when are you gonna start realizing that i'm paying for things?" he asks shaking his head.

"you're gonna run out of money." i laugh at him.

"not likely." he cockily states.

"what did your grandpa do for a living, sheesh."

"he was an idol."

"liar."

"i'm deadass." he states. "why do you think i study musical arts and performance?"

"holy shit jungkook. that's cool as hell!" i exclaim, no wonder he's so hot, idols have good genes. "do you wanna become an idol?"

"in my dreams." he laughs.

"please, i bet you could do it."

"well i put in an application to audition for a new boy band, so let's hope you're right." he admits. my eyes widen.

"really? that's awesome! what made you decide to do it now?" i lean in closer to him, anticipating his answer.

"well, after i bought your school, i started thinking of big steps i can take for my own career. i ended up sending in an application that night."