The Invincibles-KTH FF (BOOK II)

-SIXTY EIGHT-

Of course she didn't get it; she never got it! "Because, I am a fucking kicked dog! My family exiled me to this damn position because I didn't know my place."

"Exile? You're in a fucking master suite in a five-star hotel! For once you're out on your own and you can't even handle that! You're a grown man, Jin. Act like one."

"Shut the fuck up! For the love of God, Jisoo, shut up! It's my mistake to think you would get it, but you just can't. Family is everything! You have no brothers, no sisters and your parents hate each other. Of course you have no idea. You've never trusted anyone, you depend solely on yourself and it's why you're dying inside. You're dying for validation and love from people who really don't give a shit about you, who don't know you. But you prefer it like that."

"You're drunk, I'm going to bed before you damage our relationship any further."

"You do that." Was all I could say before falling onto the couch. Rolling around, I tried to make myself comfortable, but of course, the great five-star hotel couldn't get a couch that fit all fucking sizes. I found myself staring at the chandelier above, unsure whether or not I should go to her. I didn't have to wait long before a pillow landed on my face.

"Fuck you for making me too angry to sleep," she snapped before punching my arm.

"Aye! Stop it."

She didn't and I grabbed her hands, pulling her over the couch and forcing us both onto the ground.

"Jisoo, Jesus, control yourself!" I yelled, pinning her arms across her chest.

"Get off of me, you son of a bitch! I'm dying for validation? How about you? You're dying for your little brother to love you, your father to respect you, for some meaning to your life. Well guess what? If you didn't give up your title as Capo dei Capi, you would've had all of that and more."

I wanted to strangle her, but someone had to fucking knock on the door. Our eyes met before we both got up, fixed our clothes and rushed to the door. She gripped my arm, pulling me to her side before opening the door.

"Hi," she said so fake I fought the urge to roll my eyes.

The butler smiled back before handing her a letter. "From the Senator. Mrs. Kim, Mr. Kim."

"Thank you, and good night," Jisoo said, closing the door before opening the letter.

"Your father does know we were only a floor beneath him, right?" And I was the spoiled rich kid?

"He's inviting everyone for breakfast before we head back to Seoul. Apparently we're done. Maybe now you can learn to smile again," she said before throwing the card at my face.

Grabbing it to make sure I wasn't dreaming, I wanted to do a little happy dance. I was finally going the fuck home.

NAMJOON'S POV

I held it right next to the side of her face, waiting for her to look away from her copy of The Great Gatsby. She was so immersed in the words of Mr. F. Scott Fitzgerald that she didn't even look. It made me want to laugh. Instead, with one finger, I pulled the book down.

"Joon! Jay was just about—" She froze when she saw the joint in front of her face.