" Noona, why don't you let me make you feel way better than what those men made you feel ? " He cocked his eyebrows with his response, giving me a small smirk.
" We'll see Jungkook-ah " I said somewhat flustered.
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The next couple hours went by fast and I was already on my way home. Flicking through my purse to find my house keys, someone placed a hand on my shoulder. Flinching back in fear, I relaxed when I saw it was just Jungkook holding my keys in his fingers. "Why do you have my house keys?" I said snatching them away from him to let us in. Sliding my shoes off, I made B line straight to the kitchen and grabbing a soda out of the fridge. "Because this would be the only way I could see you. Why are you upset? Did I do something wrong to you Yoo Mi?" He was already sitting on the kitchen stool waiting for me to give him an answer. I let out a heavy sigh and ran my fingers through my hair. Opening the fridge one more time, I pulled out some banana milk for him to drink and stood across from him. "You did nothing wrong Jungkook. It just sucks being an adult that's all." I ran my fingers through my hair once more trying to keep myself composed. "Do you want anything to eat, you can bring some back to the guys too." Heading to the other side of the island where Jungkook was, I went to open the drawer of delivery fliers before it shut making me shriek out in surprise. "What the fuck Jungkook!? You could've smashed my fingers." He grabbed my wrist and dragged me into his chest. "Stop changing the subject and tell me what's wrong. I know there's something going on because there were some other staff members that were sad today." He rubbed tenderly on my back only making my break down approach faster. "It's nothing you need to be worried about Jungkook, okay. Let me order you and the guys food, please." My voice broke last part, making me want to jump out the window.
He let out an annoyed groan and pulled me in tighter to the hug, "Noona, stop trying to be strong. I already know what's happening in the company, you don't have to protect me." That was it, I broke down right in Jungkook's arm. My entire body was shaking and I couldn't stop the tears from coming down my face. He placed a kiss on the side of my head while rubbing my back," It's okay Noona. It's not like you won't have a job with us anymore." He pulled me away from the warmth of his body and wiped away my tears falling down my cheek. "I heard you're going to JYP?" He questioned me, trying to lock eyes with me. I simply nodded still too afraid to say anything. His sighs we becoming more labored and I could tell there was so much bothering him. "Do you know what group you're assigned to?" I nodded my head, " I'm going to be Got7's stylist." My voice sounded pathetic and I hated that Jungkook was seeing me like this. "That's not bad. I'll ask Yugyeom and BamBam to take care of you, okay? If you need anything, let them know okay Yoo Mi?"
This wasn't helping me at all. I loved BigHit so much and I couldn't believe this was happening to not only me but others as well. Laying my hands on Jungkook's arms, I lowered them off my body only to yank him with me to the living room. I pushed him down on the couch and straddled him, trying to capture his lips on mine. "No noona." Was all he said before lifting me off of him and sitting me next to him. He intertwined one of our hands together and using his other hand to take a hold of my face. "Please talk to me. I want to know what you're feeling right now." I groaned and rolled my head back on the couch, "I don't want to talk Jungkook. I just want to take my frustration out right now. I'm so angry and sad and so let down that I don't want to talk."
