My Rich Man [J.HSXREADER] -COMPLETED-

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~Jung Hoseok POV~
My car pulls up, and I grab my things, about to get out when my driver stops me.

"Sir, are you sure about this? You would really get in trouble for—" "If he calls, tell him it's business related, he'd be fine with it then." I interrupt, getting out of the car quickly, shutting the door and walking up to the vet doors.

I see a 'C L O S E D :)' sign on one door, and a 'NO FUR CUTTING' sign on the other.

When I pull at the handle, it's unlocked, so I walk in.

~(Y/N) POV~
I was mopping the floors when I hear the bell to the door ring.

I stop, walking to the lobby area, ready to smile. "Sorry, we're closed-" "I know, I'm not here for a pet." I'm interrupted by a man's voice and I look at the person, almost letting my jaw drop.

It's the ab god.

"Hello-..." I say, and he points to the chair, signaling for me to sit in it.

I scramble to the seat, and he sits in the one across from me.

"Why haven't you called me? I left all my information for you." He states sternly and I look at him confused.

"Your information? Where?" I ask, he sighs. "I left it on the table, on a business card." He says, and I furrow my eyebrows, "Nope don't remember it." I say.

"Well then," He pulled out a pen and paper, slamming it on the table, making me jump.

"Be careful, this table is cheap..." I say. "I could tell by the chipped peel off paint." He says.

"Anyways, write down everything you want from me and I'll give it to you." He says as he pushes the pen and paper to me. "Ok..." I grab it and write everything down, handing it back. When he looks at it his face turns to confusion. "What?" He looks up at me. "What?" I ask.

"This is all just prices of stuff you have here in the clinic."

"Ah yeah, that's all the stuff I had to use to keep you alive." I say.

"Write it one more time." He slams them down again.

"If you break this table, I will break you." I say to him, rewriting what I had written before.

I hand it back to him and he sighs frustrated.

"All you want is for me to pay you back for the stuff you used?!" He says and I nod.

"Why? Is that a problem?" I ask.

"Like— you don't want a car, or for me to take you shopping?" His eyes are wide.

"Who do you think I am!?" I slam my hands on the table.

Then it collapses.
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I know, the chapter is extremely short, I apologize. However I do hope you enjoyed it!

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