coax. | m.yg

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Everyday, our household falls under the same routine. I wake up, get dressed and sit in the living room. The house always feels so empty in the morning which is so crazy since it's so huge. The upstairs has 5 bedrooms, obviously two are occupied by me and Jungkook, but since Taehyung and Jimin stay over so much, Jungkook just lets them sleep in the guest rooms.

Downstairs is where the "boring" stuff is, kitchen, laundry room etc.

So anyways

It takes a while for me to get ready so it's odd that by the time i'm done, nobody is awake yet. Well, Jimin and Taehyung sleep until noon but Jungkook...wakes up at like 5 in the morning to get work done. His office is one of the only things upstairs and knowing him, when we were getting this house remodeled, he requested for some grand doors that basically go all the way  to the ceiling.

It took all i had in me to open those heavy and huge doors.

"Jungkook..." i whispered trying to be polite.

His office is always a mess.

A table in the center being the first thing you see is filled with food, trash and papers. I bought him that table so he can have meetings on it in his office instead of having them in the kitchen. The rest of this room doesn't even look like a typical office since the book shelves he has are filled with comic books and gamer guides...not traditional "books". However, who could miss the huge desk at the very back of the room. That is also covered in files, documents a desktop covered in sticky notes and of course, a working Jungkook.

"What do you want? I'm busy." he didn't look at me nor stopped writing. I joyfully walked over and sat on a clear spot on his desk.

He quickly glanced at me then scoffed, "You're really gonna wear that today?" I looked at what I was wearing confused. It was just a dress, what was wrong?

"Why are you criticizing me? You're literally wearing a onesie...aren't you supposed to be a professional? " I was so annoyed that he was really trying to start something.

He chuckled then smiled, "Fine, you win. What do you want?"

I pouted, "I'm bored," i dragged out my words, "You don't talk to me anymore and Jimin and Taehyung are still sleeping."

"They're not sleeping..." he stated. I tilted my head in confusion.

"Uncle told me that he assigned them to a job a couple hours away from here. Last night we were speaking about gathering some new employees and that's where he mentioned it." I made an "O" expression with my mouth and looked around the room.

"You talk to my dad?"

Jungkook sighed, "You  know i have to Luna. I don't want to but i have to. Don't worry though, he still seems like the same, old, depressed man with too much power that he has no idea what to do with. " I dryly laughed.

His office is guinenly really huge. As we were talking, our words echoed off the walls. The light coming through the windows, making the fancy wood glisten really helping the beauty stand out...besides all the mess.

Randomly, some of the papers caught my attention.

"Jungkook what's this?"

He snatched the papers from my hand, "Yah! Give me that! Get off my desk too!" he shoved me off.

"Why cant i look at it?" i grabbed the papers back only to get them taken away immediately again.

"U-Uncle just told me this is something you can't see" he mumbled putting them down. He returned to his computer but since I'm an actual child, I took the papers and ran to the other side of the room. Jungkook groaned in protest but stayed at his chair.

I bit my lip as I scanned through them.

Wow

"This is a lot of money Jungkook. Who...who's even buying this much?" I walked over to his desk again.

He folded his hands in front of him and looked at me, "This is why uncle didn't want you to see. He knows how nosy you are, getting into stuff your not supposed to. You've been like that since we we were kids." He snickered.

"Well why would I want to know? This person is buying millions of dollars of product a week, thousands of dollars a day." There was pages upon pages of this persons purchases, all in huge numbers.

"I know. When I was putting in the numbers I was shocked to see all this money was coming from one single man. I thought it was a bit odd so I talked to your dad about it and apparently someone with this name, this identification number...everything about him is the same as this other man from years ago, before my dad died."

"So he must be old right? Uncle died when we were kids, my guess is that he's the same age as dad and uncle." I said, continuing it look at the papers.

Jungkook got up and stretched with a yawn. "We'll see later tonight who it is...mind handing me that?" He pointed at a thick folder that was being held together by rubber bands. He muttered something about having to input them in the computer before sitting down.

"He's coming over?" I asked. He nodded and gave me one of the files in that folder.

I began reading it aloud, "M...Y? Is this a typo? Why would someone be named MY?" I giggled to myself at the thought of such a name.

"Use your brain Luna, it probably stands for something."

I put the papers down and rolled my eyes, "Whatever. When is he coming over? Is he even safe? He buys from us what if he's like some druggy?" My eyes widened as I started to worry.

"Buuuut he has a lot of money. There's a chance he's a huge business man that's simply interested in our business. You have to stay positive."

"I suppose..." I whispered, "But what if-"

Jungkook clapped his hands together, "Stop freaking out! Go make yourself presentable!"

"Like you're one to speak!" I said back. He threw a pencil at me which was my sign to leave.

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hey this took a thousand years lol I'm sorry