BTS One-shots

Jackpot (RM) IDOL!AU

      When money disappears into thin air, not everyone stays by your side.

      "What do you mean my account has been cleared?! I haven't spent a dollar since last weekend!!!" Namjoon shouted at the girl behind the glass that was managing his bank account. 

      "Sir please step away a bit and we'll check again." she spoke as calmly as possible but her voice trembled. 

      "Damn right you will! And while you're at it I wanna speak to your manager." he said and fixed his tie. 

      "Sorry sir, he's not here, but I've found the problem. Your money isn't cleared...it's transferred to another one. All your money has been moved to your fathers account." and as those words left her mouth Namjoon's throat dried up. His face turned pale and he gulped dryly. 

      He knew what this meant. 

      He knew how strict his father could get, and the worse was just coming.

      He walked out of the bank and towards his limo before the driver stepped out and took of his hat "Sorry sir...no rides today. I'm officially not your driver anymore." he stepped to the back door opened them, gave Namjoon his suitcase and got back inside before driving off. 

      He was right...this was just the beginning. 

      He took a cab home with the little cash he had in his pockets and stepped in front of his private mansion. He stood in front of his door waiting for them to open, but they didn't. 

      "Having trouble there?" he heard a gentle voice behind him and saw his mother when he turned around. 

      "I guess I forgot my keys and my butler forgot about me." he chuckled and his mother threw the keys to him.

      "He stopped by us to give me the keys...I guess he didn't forget about you." she spoke as she stepped into the mansion after Namjoon. 

      "What's happening mom?"

      "Your father is mad about the pictures that came out in the news yesterday. Your face between some random girls breasts isn't a very pleasant sight to see." she remarked and Namjoon chuckled. 

      "Mom...it was just a party after my concert, and I'm only 25, what do you expect me to do at this age?" he said and turned to go to the living room.

      As he stepped inside it was empty...nothing but a whole lot of empty space and one rug in front of the fire place. 

      He turned to face his mother and raised an eyebrow "Seriously? He took my furniture away?" he said in disbelief and his mother just shrugged her shoulders. 

      "You're 25 Namjoon. When your father was 25 he already took over a branch of this business, got married and had your brother. Don't you think it's time to settle down?" she sighed and he pressed his lips together in deep thought and answered "Looks like you're forcing me to get married, but sadly I have nothing to offer to anyone at the moment. No one wants a broke husband mother...I thought you should know that the best." he said and the woman just shook her head and took her purse before making her way out. 

      "Whatever...you have the mansion and you have one car left...until you change your way of thinking I'm not even gonna try and convince your father to let this one slip. Goodbye." she said and slammed the door after her.

      Namjoon sat in the middle of the empty room, took off his suit and loosened his tie before laying back on the floor. He kept quiet for a few minutes and slowly started drifting off into slumber.