Sure Thing • liskook.

28. Skinny Bitch • Pt. 2

genre: angst; fluff
a/n: thank you all for the comments in the last chapter. your good wishes were so sweet. thank you. and I LOVE SO MUCH THE REACTIONS OMFJWKKW keep protecting our Lili like that😔✊

"No"

His boss looked at him. "Excuse me?"

Jungkooks shook his head and stood up, resting his hands on the wooden desk and breathing deeply because he felt on the verge of snapping. "No, I said no," he was clear and looked at Bang PD straight in the eyes. "I will not break up with Lisa"

"Jungkook, this is not optional, it's an order," the older man specified.

Jungkook scoffed, this was so outrageous that it was almost ridiculous. His eyes looked at the photos again, he wanted to break them all, burn them to ashes.

"No, listen to me," he took a deep breath and let out another ironic laugh at the whole realization of how wrong it was that 'order'. "I work every day of the year, the 365 days of the year, I'm under orders, without rest, I work until my muscles hurt so much I can't breathe and have to use pain relief patches to calm it. Some nights my whole back is covered by them-"

"Jungkook-" his leader tried to speak but the younger one shut him up at raising his index finger.

"Let me finish," he told Namjoon seriously and looked back at his boss who was still sitting behind his big desk which was full of things that the hard work of Jungkook had paid, he wasn't the only one for sure but he was one of the seven guys out there facing the world and singing, acting and modeling to pay all this office and the whole building. The realization of that just made him more angry and his voice trembled. "Since I was thirteen years old I've been working and working, even when I have 'days off' I get calls and orders to practice," he added wryly and then extended his fingers, to point out. "I can't eat what I want, I can't go to the places I want, I can't live like I want, I can't even take a shit without having someone watching me to do it well, and now you tell me, I can't be with the person I love?" Jungkook gave another bitter laugh and ran a hand through his hair. This was simply unbelievable.

"Jungkook I know it's hard but-" Namjoon tried again to make peace and calm him down, because Jungkook was obviously furious.

"Do you agree with this? For God's sake, Hyung, you?" Jungkook looked at him incredulously. "You should understand me!"

"Of course, n-"

"It's the best for you," his boss interrupted them both.

"HAHA, what is the best for me? Breaking up with my girlfriend because some psycho bitch is harassing us is the best for me? That's the solution? Send my relationship to hell and keep encouraging this bunch of crazy bitches to keep pushing and pushing away the fucking damn limits?"

"Jungkook," Sejin scolded him for his rough tone.

Jungkook ignored him and leaned over the desk, with a fuming glare in his dark eyes to his boss. "I made you rich! This whole damn building is here thanks to me and my hyungs. I've sung and danced, I've been on stage even though I was feeling so bad I was about to pass out in front of all ARMY, I've been part of the group that made even the president himself kneel before them. Don't I deserve, at least, to be happy with my girlfriend for God's sake?" he barked at him, his Busan accent taking over his words and making his speech much more intimidating.