𝙸𝙼𝙿𝙾𝚂𝚂𝙸𝙱𝙻𝙴

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jungkook stared at the received email for a good five minutes, hesitated, and then finally decided to open it.

______________________________________

from:
bighit entrainment

good afternoon, mr. jeon!
my name is kim namjoon , I am V's manager. after reviewing your application, I am happy to announce that you have been chosen to take up the position of V's private secretary.

for further details and/or any questions, please contact me through my email or phone number.

kim.namjoon@gmail.com
☏ 472-105-004

sincerely,
KN

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"okay, yeah, no-" jungkook stood up from his chair and flopped on his bed, throwing his body into a starfish figure.
he looked at the ceiling for a couple of minutes thinking about what he had just read.
"this can't be real, I simply refuse to believe this."

jungkook kept on lying on his bed until he slowly started drifting off to sleep, and eventually ended up sleeping until late evening.

by that time, hoseok was already back home.
as soon as he opened the doors to their house, he frowned. jungkook did absolutely nothing: the dishes were dirty, the carpets weren't vacuumed.

in a matter of seconds, disappointment turned into anger, and hoseok, after taking off his shoes, stomped to jungkook's room. he opened the door a little too harshly and for a second thought he broke it, after hearing it crack, but that was his last concern at the moment.

"wake the fuck up, dickhead!" hoseok shouted and threw the blanket off the sleeping jungkook. "you, sweetheart, have some explaining to do."

jungkook rubbed his eyes in confusion about what was happening. he curled up into a ball from the sudden coldness he felt after his blanket was removed.
"hobi hyung, get out ...." he mumbled in a sleepy voice that was barely even heard.

"if you don't give me an explanation for your problematic behavior, then you will be the one to get out!" hoseok kept on yelling as jungkook was slowly waking up. "I thought i made it clear for you this morning-"

the elder got interrupted, after hearing their doorbell go off. hoseok exhaled loudly and gave jungkook a disappointing glance after exiting his room, in order to open the door for the unknown guest.
"who on earth decided to abuse my doorbell at a time like this?!"

jungkook was now fully awake. he sat up and frowned.
"it wasn't my fault I fell asleep!"
he shouted to hoseok who had already exited his room and probably didn't even hear him.

a lit-up computer screen caught his attention, as he walked up to it and bent down to read whatever was on the monitor.

"so this wasn't a dream? but how is this possible ?!" jungkook's brain still refused to believe that he, jeon jungkook, aka a crazy fanboy of V, got accepted as his private secretary.
"maybe they just mixed me up with someone ... yeah, that's it! they just-"

"jungkook !!! come over here!" jungkook heard hoseok's voice coming from the kitchen.

"what do you want ??!" he yelled back and went ahead to the kitchen with the most annoyed look on his face.

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