Jungkook waited until his mom whispered goodnight and slowly closed the door. He stretched out his aching limbs, cracking a few bones before walking towards the elevator once again.
"Why doesn't she want me to see what the papers say," Jungkook thought out loud to himself."Is it something about the company, about me?" Jungkook in this short elevator ride had accomplished scaring himself with just a few papers. "If it's that important then why would mom have it, not dad."
As he continued to freak himself out, as the elevator came to a stop on the first floor. "Maybe that's why mom has them, because of their significance"
He walked out of the elevator slowly, holding his head in frustration before putting his hands down by his sides. He slowly paced himself toward the table. He glared at the papers, even though with the intention to hate them, but also see if he could see what was written on them. Within the span of a few minutes, these papers have now become Jungkook's worst enemy.
He stood in front of the table, trying his best not to fully stare at the papers, he took quick glances. As he pushed the papers into one stack, his mind was bombarded with more questions.
Why do these papers have peoples profiles? Maybe the company is hiring new employees. Isn't that my job?
Jungkook kept thinking, still confused about why his mother of all people would have papers containing peoples pictures, and their profiles. He picked up the small stack placing it under his arm and was about to walk away when he saw a bright yellow post-it note on the table. He picked it up cautiously, even flipping it front and back. His eyes scanned the note before sticking it to the stack of papers and placing it under his arm again after seeing the contents of the note was irrelevant to him.
"Call Mrs.Park?" He asked himself, as he was picking up his mother's empty cup. He walked toward the kitchen, lightly placing the cup in the sink and walking over to the fridge. "Who's Ms.Park anyways?"
He scoffed at himself, wondering when he became so paranoid about other peoples affairs that had nothing to do with him.
"Well, whatever."
With that, he walked away from the fridge. A few pieces of bread in his hands as he went on his little journey to drop off these papers in his mother's office.
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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...
