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The manager smiled, he nodded. Walking to jungkook and slightly tilting his head. "We are, tell us why you are applying for a job here!" He asked.

Jungkook frowned not knowing what to say. "Umm, cuz' y'all hiring.." he replied as he laughed nervously after he said that.

The manager looked at him with a poker face "Anything else.." he asked in a low voice.

Jungkook looked at him "It was always my dream job to be someone who carried boxes and organizes food on shelves." He said in a very sarcastic tone.

The manager scoffed "Okay! You're hired. You can start tomorrow at six in the afternoon." The manager said.

Jungkook nodded as he was going to step outside. But, he slowly walked backwards and nudged the manager. "How much do you pay an hour?" He asked with a grin on his face.

"Nine dollars." He said.

Jungkook scoffed "Fifteen or I'll quit right now." He said.

The manager squinted his eyes "Okay then, you're fired." He smiled.

Jungkook pouted and held the manager's hand "My dog Jimin... has cancer. I need to pay for his surgery..please, you're my only hope." Jungkook said in a frail voice.

The manager teared up "Ugh, fine. You better spend the money on your dog jimin!" He said as jungkook wiped his fake tears and stepped out of the market.

He then quickly walked back to the market. "Manager.." he said.

The manager sighed and threw his glasses on the desk furiously "What now!" He asked.

Jungkook sighed "Can I.. get my paycheck now.. I need it right now because the surgery is tomorrow." Jungkook showed his puppy eyes and pouted.

The manager wore his glasses again "You're giving me too much trouble and you didn't even start working here!" He said.

Jungkook sighed and looked at his name tag "Manager Seokjin, I don't want my jimin to die." Jungkook said.

Seokjin scoffed "What if you run away and never work those hours. This is not how life works, jungkook. You need to work first in order to get money." He said.

Jungkook folded his arms "Okay, I guess the people who shop here won't mind that the manager is a heartless man that won't care if a dog dies because he had trust issues." Jungkook started blackmailing the manager.

The manager scoffed "FINE! I SWEAR TO GOD IF YOU RUN AWAY WITH THE MONEY. I'LL FIND YOU AND CUT YOUR THROAT!" His face turned red.

Jungkook grinned "don't worry!" He said cutely as he waited for Seokjin to give him a month worth paycheck.

"Thank you, manager" jungkook patted his back and walked outside.

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The next day, Jimin was in his apartment, making coffee. He still had his bed hair, white boxers and a black oversized shirt. He heard someone open his front door. Instantly, he knew it was jungkook because he knows his password. "GOOD MORNING" Jungkook blasts in.

Jimin yawns and nods "Bad morning, I have a headache." he said tired.

Jungkook shrugs his shoulders and sits on the counter in the kitchen. "Did you hear back from the interviewers?" He asked.

Jimin nods, taking out his mug and filling it up with the fresh brewed coffee. "They sent me an email, but I'm too scared to open it." He sighed. Jimin put the coffee mug between his tight plump lips. Tasting it, his lips curved into a smile after that. The air is thick with the scent of coffee that Jimin enjoyed smelling.

"I'll open it for you. Give me your phone." Jungkook took his phone and opened his email. Jimin didn't even comment about it. He didn't have the chance to reply since jungkook snatched his phone so quickly.

Jimin just sighed and sipped his warm coffee again. Feeling a little curious, he set the coffee on the table and went near jungkook. Putting his hand on the younger's shoulder as he looked at his phone. "Oh my gosh, read it." Jungkook said.

Tilting the phone for Jimin to see. Jimin read the email very fast and his eyes widened. "I'm screwed.." he mumbled.

A frown appeared on the younger's face. "What do you mean! They said sell fifty under wear and you will get hired. They loved your designs and they want to give you a chance!" Jungkook said positively.

Jimin shook his head "I can't sell fifty under wear this month. I've never even sold one!" Jimin complained.

Jungkook jumped off the counter and made Jimin hold his phone. "Today, we will go look for a studio for you." Jungkook said taking jimin's coffee and sipping from it. He was disgusted since the coffee had no sugar in it.

Jimin frowned "That's mine! And no jungkook. I won't take your money." He denied his offer.

Jungkook sighed "Just accept the money as me being your bestfriend! I want to help you open your god damn business." Jungkook said frustrated.

Jimin shook his head "Because you're my bestfriend, I can't take that money." He stated, taking his coffee back and sipping from it.

"Then don't think of me as your bestfriend. Think of me as your sugar daddy." Jungkook said.

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