I arrived home an hour later, seeing my Eomma and Appa sitting in the living room, waiting on my arrival.

"I'm home!" I informed. Eomma Jin, like every other day, pulled me into his embrace, kissing my forehead.

"Welcome back honey," he said. We all sat back in the living room afterward.

"Son, we're going through some financial issues pertaining to the business," My dad, Namjoon stated, giving me some files. I looked through the documents, seeing the major decrease in customers and income.

"Don't worry Appa, I'll try to fix this," I said.

"Son, we do not have much time, but I'll give you a week to try," Appa explained. I nodded, a bit frustrated, heading to my room, analyzing the past business documents, hoping to find a solution for this crisis.

I am so fucking angry at Kim Taehyung for bashing me on live television. That prick!

When I returned to my office after our argument, my parents came in.

"Eomma, Appa, What are you doing here?" I asked, surprised.

"Son, we need to talk about business," Appa said, taking a seat with Eomma, opposite to my desk.

"There is a major crisis happening with business dear, we are financially unstable as of now and your Appa and I can't seem to find any solution." My Eomma stated, holding my Appa's hand.

This can't be happening.

I rubbed my temple. "Eomma, Appa, I'll try to find a solution," I responded a while after.

They both looked at each other before looking back towards me.

"We don't have much time son, but we'll give you a week to try," Appa said, leaving the files on my desk as they both bedded me goodbye, before exiting the office.

I groaned loudly as I sat on my desk, looking through the documents, trying to find a solution.