(Third Person POV)
"The number you are trying to reach is currently unavailable. Please try again late-" Jinhee cut the call before the message finished. This was the ninth time she called her mother in the last 2 hours and she has received the same response. Please answer the call, she thought as she called for the tenth time.
"The number you have called is currently unavailable. Please try and again later or leave a voice message." It had been almost 24 hours since she last saw her mother. Should I? she thought. Finally, she found the courage to send a voicemail.
"Omma, please call back. You haven't been answered the phone for the last two hours. I can't even report you missing to the police because of our situation. Omma, jebal. Call me as soon as you can," she whispered and sent the voicemail, her eyes filled with tears. Where are you Omma?
(Taehyung's POV)
"Mr Kim, your father has asked you to come to his office," the assistant manager came over to tell me.
"Come in," Appa said when I knocked on the door. He was sitting at his desk, dipping the tea bag into his cup of hot water.
"Appa, you said that you wanted to see me?"
"Yes, my son. You see, I'm getting old and your mum and I want to live a peaceful retired life," he said and paused.
"So. . . did you call me over to find you a retirement house or something?" I asked him and he merely chuckled.
"No, son. I want you to take over the company from now on," he replied and I froze, while he calmly sipped the tea.
"B-but Appa, why so suddenly?"
"Look, son, you have no other choice. Besides, I know that you'll take good care of the company. It is your own effort that has brought you here." When I didn't say anything, he continued.
"Do you, perhaps, not want to take over the company?"
"I-I do but the thing is that-"
"RIIIIINNGGGGG!" my phone cut me off.
"Sorry," I mumbled and put my phone on silent. "I do want to take over the company, it has been my dream since I was a kid."
"Then why are you hesitating now?"
I took a deep breathe in and answered. "I-I just don't think that I'm ready."
"Look Taehyung," he said and got up. "You are ready. So you're going to take over the company from next week, okay? Now off you go," he cut the conversation short and ushered me out of the room.
"O-Okay Appa" I mumbled and dragged myself to my room. As soon as I got there, I realised that my phone had been buzzing against my blazer. It was from an unknown number. 10 missed calls? Who the hell is calling me? Just then, I got a voicemail from that number. Curious to find out who it was, I pressed play.
"Omma, please call back. You haven't been answered the phone for the last two hours. I can't even report you missing to the police because of our situation. Omma, jebal. Call me as soon as you can," it ended with a sniffle.
Who in the world is this girl? Did she get the wrong number? I ignored the voicemail and continued to do my work, but I couldn't stop thinking about the girl. Finally, I gave up and called someone.
"Namjoon hyung. Can we meet?"
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"So you're telling me that I need to trace a number and find out everything about that person. And it is illegal. Correct?" he asked me and I nodded.
"YAH! MICHYEOSSEO!?" he yelled and I jumped out of my skin. "I TRIED SO HARD TO GET THIS JOB AND IF THEY CATCH ME DOING THIS, I'LL LOSE IT! I'LL GO TO JAIL!" he yelled again and got up to leave.
"Hyung! Quit yelling and stay," I begged him. He looked unconvinced. "Please?" I asked and did aegyo. He still didn't seem sure. Aish how did my aegyo not convince him? Jin hyung always falls for it.
"Come on hyung! I just did aegyo for you! My company's reputation is on the line!"
"So is my job! So a no is a no." I should've asked Yoongi hyung.
"Yes, you should've. He would've probably agreed," Namjoon hyung replied. Did I say that out loud?
"Hyung. . ." I sighed and looked at him. "This girl may be in trouble. She sounded like she desperately needs help. And if she needs help, I will help her. But for that, I need to find out who she is first. Please hyung," I begged him. "Help me find her," I said, my voice barely above a whisper.
"Okay fine. I'll do it. But if I lose my job-"
"I'll find you a new one," I interrupted.
"No. I'll tell Jin hyung to never make egg rolls for you. Got it?" he asked and I nodded. "Send me the number," he said and walked out.
A/N: Hello!!! I'm here with another book. I really want to appreciate jinamjoonie's help for the idea of this story and the cover. Please check out her books as well!!! She creates covers and graphics as well so if you want one, you can always ask her!!!
Word Count: 910
Translations:
Omma - Mother
Appa - Father
Hyung - (for a male) older brother, or a male who is older than them
Jebal - Please
Michyeosseo - Are you crazy
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Voicemail || KTH Fanfic
Fanfiction"It was always me, not your mom" Kang Jinhee was desperate to contact her lost mother and sent endless voicemails. Pleading, apologising, begging her to contact her. But little did she know, that it wasn't her mother who was receiving them. It was a...
