Opposite's Still Attract || Jikook

17 • Events

"Can you return later?" Jiyong snapped towards the nurse who entered with a tray of materials that Jungkook assumes is to remove the dextrose insertion.

"No." Jungkook says firmly, giving a nod to the health care personel. "By all means, please remove his I.V. He's been complaining about it itching since last night."

"You want to have this conversation with someone inside the room?" his dad asked in disbelief, folding his arm and staring his son down.

"I don't give a fuck, dad." Jungkook says lowly, ignoring the way his mom gasps at his curse. "Let them hear how you'd prioritize talking to me rather than ensuring complete comfort to Jungmin who almost died."

"Jeon Jungkook, you do not speak to your father that way." Hyeo-in interjected, frowning at the purple haired.

"You don't tell me what to do!" Jungkook snarled out, "I don't give a fuck about what you have to say. Jungmin is the only one that's important right now."

"Jungkook, we just want you to help us build a stronger foundation for the company." Jiyong stated sternly, "You need to do this."

"I do not owe you shit." the purple haired snapped out, his hands balling into tight fists. "So you can't come here and expect me to fall on my fucking knees and accept you selling me off to marry someone I dont know, because this is the only time I've seen you in fucking years."

"Jungkook." Hyeo-in cuts off, "Please. Just this once, you just need to attend a meeting with her. She's a very sophisticated woman-"

"I said no!" Jungkook yelled out, "You don't have the right to do this, I'm not fucking marrying anyone! I have a boyfriend!"

They all bow at the stiff looking nurse who exits the room with an awkward wave, the purple haired glances over at Jungmin's terrified frame on the bed. The toddler was cradling his newly bandaged arm to his chest with his eyes filled with tears.

"Jeon Jungkook, I am your father!" Jiyong boomed out, "I will not stand here and accept your disrespect!"

Jungkook glances apologetically at his brother, feeling his anger boil further because Jungmin is undergoing the stress of them having this current conversation.

The purple haired turns to his parents with a cold glare, "You both stopped being my parents the minute you abandoned us for your company." he says with a scoff.

"Jeon Jungkook! Im-We're doing this for you to have a good future and you know that!" his father contested, "How dare you go on and say that-"

"Jiyong, please stop." the lady pleaded, flipping her hair back and staring at Jungkook with an expression of hurt and burden.

"I said I will not marry whoever you want me to marry." Jungkook says with finality lacing his tone. "I have a boyfriend so fuck off!"

Jungkook turns his heel with his fists clenched tightly and storms out of the room, he slams the door behind him and marches down the stairs missing Jimin's frame which was rushing back to the room.

"Jung-" Jimin blinks when his boyfriend passes by him without any greeting, "kook?"

The blond frowns, hurrying back to Jungmin's room and unlocking the door swiftly. He walks in with one plastic bag held on his free hand and halts his steps when he sees two figures huddled over the couch of the room, they both look up at him and a swift flash of recognition passes by their gazes.

Jimin blinks at them, placing the plastic bag on the table near the door way and bowing at them in respect as the couple eye him up and down in judgement.