Jungkook stepped out of his glossy black sedan, slamming the door but not before grabbing his black leather briefcase. He swayed a bit, he just wanted to sleep and the grass was looking mighty comfortable for a second.
"It's already 3 in the morning, great..." He grumbled in a low tone, coming to question himself once again why he agreed to take over his fathers business. He couldn't have fun like he used to, all his sneaky little rendezvous had been placed on halt. He continued walking his way up the green pastures, that of which his family called their front yard. He definitely wasn't in the mood to walk further than he needed to to get on the path, but he knew the 'Don't walk on the grass sign,' Was definitely the gardeners' little subtweet in real life at him.
"Finally!" Jungkook exclaimed when he had reached the front door of the tall standing mansion. He heaved and tried to catch his breath before walking into the house. He knew, even though his father was a deep sleeper, surely his mother wasn't. He knew she wouldn't hesitate to wake up and not only beat him for waking her up but also beat the shit of her son for staying longer in the workplace than necessary.
Jungkook pulled the keys out of his pocket, unlocking both locks before slowly opening the loud creaking door. He held his breath and was about to breath out when he heard a familiar tone.
"And what do you think you're doing exactly?"
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Jikook's Arranged Mariage💍
Fanfiction"Lemme smash," "Excuse me?" ｡☆✼★━━━━━━━━━━━━★✼☆｡ Jungkook was painted as a playboy by the prying eyes of the media. They weren't wrong. In a desperate attempt to protect their son's and the companies reputation, Jungkook's parents organize an arra...
