This is What I Want (JungkookxMale!OC)

it'll be okay

[1 month earlier]

"...a little more time."

"Ki-nam's staff is living on minimum wage because you won't let him do what he wants."

Jungkook slowly woke up to Yohan's frustrated voice. The clock at his side read 4:49 in the morning. Who was Yohan talking to so early?

"...You what?"

The tone of Yohan's voice shook Jungkook wide awake. He's never heard his voice get so cold.

He slid out of the bed and tiptoed to where Yohan was. He peeked around the corner and saw the older man sitting at the small table in the kitchen. He hunched over it in almost a look of defeat. His skin looked deadly pale, except for the red in his clenched fist.

"How.. How could you? He's your family. How is he going to live? What are all of those people going to do? How could you just-"

He stopped to listen to the person on the phone. With each second, his hands shook harder and harder. Finally, he slammed his phone onto the table and placed his head in his hands.

Jungkook shrank back at Yohan's harsh actions. He's never seen Yohan like this. Jungkook doesn't know what to do. Should he go to him? Will he be angry? What does angry Yohan look like?

Before Jungkook decided what to do, he's spotted.

"Jungkook?"

Jungkook moved out of sight instinctively.

"Hey, its okay. I'm not gonna yell at you."

Jungkook tried to calm his breaths. He didn't know why he was so scared. He know Yohan wouldn't hurt him. He had no reason to be scared. So, after taking a few deep breaths, he stepped around the corner.

Yohan stood in front of him. His eyes were a dull pink, and barely kept them open. When Jungkook fell asleep, Yohan was working. He probably hadn't even gotten into bed.

"Is," Jungkook whispered, "Is everything okay?"

Yohan sighed, staring off somewhere.

"For me, yeah. For my brother..."

Yohan shut his eyes. His fists clenched again.

"Shit."

Seeing Yohan in such distress was enough for Jungkook to pull him into a hug.

"I don't know what's going on, but It'll be okay. It'll all work out, okay? You work so hard for your business, so I know that you'll be okay."

Yohan smiled down at his lover, wrapping his arms around him.

"Thank you for saying that. Getting encouraged by the golden maknae of BTS makes me feel so much better."

"Shut up. And go to sleep. You look like shit."

"Only if you go with me."

Jungkook laced their fingers together, leading him towards the bed.

"Deal."

<<>>

"My brother self-started a business from the ground up. His staff and business gree little by little for years. Eventually, the money he saved in college wouldn't cover the bills he had, so he opened up his business to investors."

"That lady was one of them?" Jungkook asked.

"The first one. But she has a lot of money to give away. Her money skyrocketed my brother's business. Investors came in droves once they saw his success."

"But then the market started changing with the times. The things my brother created were getting old, becoming obsolete. He asked for the investors' decisions on what direction to take. The majority ruled in a way she didn't like."

"That's," Jungkook said, "That's why she pulled out?"

"Yup." Yohan sighed. "She contributed so much. All of the investors combined couldn't match what she gave. My brother's company will fold in days."

Yohan clenched his fist.

"It wasn't even his fault. She just always wants things her way. She's notorious for destroying the companies she invests in on a whim. But she offers so much money that people would be fools not to take her deal."

Jungkook stared at Yohan with worry.

"Does she have stock in your website?"

Yohan nodded. Worry seeped into his features.

"I was backed into a corner. Taking her money was the only way to keep making my site and have a livable income. Her money is the only thing keeping me in this apartment. If I had known before she offered..."

He sipped his coffee. Jungkook took Yohan's free hand into his.

"It'll be okay," Jungkook said. "I know it will. You always make it work somehow."

Yohan smiled, intertwining their fingers.

"I hope I can this time."

<<>>

Yohan checked the table again. Plates are perfect, everything is clean, the food is almost ready. He's got his paperwork neatly filed into a binder. Now all that's left is-

The doorbell chime rang loud in Yohan's ears.

It's time.

Yohan walked over and opened the door.

"Hell-"

"Yohan!" The cheery voice answered. "It's so nice to see you! How have you been?"

Yohan managed a smile, just how she liked it.

"I've been good Ms-"

The woman scoffed.

"Ms? I told you not to call me that."

He sighed.

"I've been good, Mom."

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