Writer's POV:

Park Jimin, the CEO of the Chimin enterprise. He is well known and respected by all. He has a cold face, void of emotions. His movements are often straight and strong. He hasn't smiled for ages. He doesn't have a reason to smile. His motive is only to work and work. He doesn't have any meaning in life. People are scared to approach him. But, due to work-related things. They take their heart in their palm while working with him.

Currently, he was in a high-class restaurant attending a meeting. The bored and void expression was not leaving his face. The presenter was often gulping merely shaking inside trying to calm his rapidly beating heart. His hands were trembling, which didn't go unnoticed under the eye of the eagle called Jimin. Although he loves the fear they have for him.

"So, this is it, Mr. Park," the man said taking his handkerchief and wiping his face having a nervous laugh.

"I don't want to have any project with your company!" Jimin stated getting up with his Secretary hurrying with his notebook and bowing to the men, who had expected this to happen. But, what else could you expect from The Park Jimin?

Jimin making his way out of the restaurant. But, there was one boy, today was his first day working here. He wore his uniform and took a tray full of food with different side dishes. He was trying to walk with care, he doesn't want to mess on his very first day and get fired from the job, which he earned with a lot of effort.

Jimin, who was walking fast with his Secretary running behind him. Jimin just wants to be out of this suffocating room. But, didn't see a boy holding the tray with his dear life, whose eyes were focused on the tray with clumsy steps towards a certain table.

It was just like a car trying to cross the road and a car speeding towards it. Yeah, crash that's what happened here. All the food spilled over Jimin's expensive suit, with Jimin's hand in the air looking at his suit still with an emotionless face.

The boy, he had already seen the satan walking towards the mess named Manager. His blood went cold seeing the scene with pure horror on his face.

"I lost this job too" the boy mumbles placing his hands in front of him while bowing his head. His eyes were filled with tears, he wanted this job very badly for his father's surgery.

The words spoken by the boy was certainly heard by Jimin, who turns around seeing the Manager of the restaurant running towards them.

"I apologize for the mess, Mr. Park! I will fire the boy. Please come with me, we'll provide you a set of clothes to change, sir!" The manager explained being scared of his job. Park Jimin is certainly a VVIP customer and you shouldn't do anything to upset him, although he won't show this emotion.

"Let the boy come with me!" Jimin said walking towards the lift waiting for none.

"Go! Take Mr. Park to suite #236 and meet me later. " The manager pushed the boy forward and looks around bowing all other customers, who saw the scene unfolding in front of them.

"O—ok sir!" The boy held his wrist tightly while walking towards the elevator, where Mr. Park and his Secretary standing. Mr. Park was looking calm while his Secretary had raged in the eyes. The boy looks down walking fast and pressed the button turning towards Jimin.

"I'm so sorry, Sir! I didn't see you, I was—"

"You didn't see Park Jimin! Hah, attention seeker. " The Secretary replied rolling his eyes. The boy looks down with lips wobbling bowed his head again.

"I'm so—" the boy wanted to apologize again. But the door of the elevator opened with Jimin walking inside and raised his hand to his Secretary, who was about to join them.

"Wait here!" and the door of the elevator closed only with Jimin and the boy. Jimin had his coat stained with soup and curry. He sighed, he planned to go back to the company and finish the paperwork. It'll take time then, the boy couldn't lookup guilty about his mistake, which wasn't only his fault. The man next to him is also the reason for it.

"Th—this way sir!" The boy guided Jimin out of the elevator and towards a room taking the card, which he got from the manager. He taps the card and the door opened.

Jimin with his poker face enters the room while removing his coat. The boy who was closing the door, quickly hide his eyes with his hand. Jimin turns back to ask the changing clothes. But, stops seeing something that made him angry from inside.

He walked fast to the bathroom leaving a puzzled boy, who got more scared thinking he made Mr. Park angry.

"Sit down!" Jimin ordered pointed at the bed and Jungkook quickly compiled don't want to make the man angrier.

"Give me your hand!" Jimin said sitting next to him while keeping a first aid kit next to him taking the tincture and pouring it on a cotton ball.

The boy forwards his hand while shaking, Jimin takes his hand, applying the solution on the bruise that might have occurred during the accident.

"What is your name?" Jimin asked slowly wiping the bruise tapping softly on it.

"My na—name is Jung—Jungkook," Jungkook replies biting his lips to stop hold the pain.

Jimin takes a tube of antiseptic cream and applies it.

"Don't you want to know my name?" Jimin asked looking at Jungkook, who shook his head.

"Manager will get furious if I asked anything aside from orders from the customers. " Jungkook whispers looking at the bandage, which is being wrapped around his wrist.

"Ok, my name is Park Jimin, CEO of Chimin enterprise. " Jimin said keeping all the things inside the first aid kit and looks at Jungkook, who had his eyes wide.

"No reaction?" Jimin raised his eyebrow and got up taking the first aid kit to the bathroom.

"Why the hell did I do that? " Jimin splashed water on his face as water glides from his temple to his chin dropping on the sink.

"Something is wrong with me,"

*knock knock*

"Umm, Mr. Park, I've kept the new suit on the bed, sir!" Jungkook's voice came from the other side. Jimin nods taking the towel and wiping his face. He opens the door. However, stops and peeks outside seeing Jungkook and the manager.

"What were you doing? Do you know who he is? He can eradicate your existence. I knew you are a clumsy idiot, just look at you always covering with fear, look at the face people will never order rather leave our restaurant. If you wouldn't have begged and my friend's request. You wouldn't have been here, but now...I don't want any trouble. "

"Sir, please, I need this job...I have to pay—"

"I don't give a shit about your problem. Now, out!"

"Sir—sir! Please..." Jungkook pleads while falling on his knees.

"I need this job for my father. Please, I promise, I won't do any mistakes ever. I will not give you any reasons to be disappointed. " Jungkook continued and the manager smirk.

"Fine! One more mistake and you'll compensate with," the manager moves forward placing his lips near Jungkook's temple.

"Your body!" He whispered so softly that Jimin couldn't hear it. Jungkook visibly shudders and drops his hand on his lap stare blank at the wall.

"So deal?" The manager smirk knowing Jungkook is in no position to deny it. He needs money that is why he can do anything.

"I quit!" Jungkook glares at the man standing up on his feet.

"I'll return this uniform tomorrow!" Jungkook stated walking towards the door. But, was pinned on the wall by the manager, who completely forgot about another man being in the same room, who is higher than him. His ego got slapped because of Jungkook's answer.

Jimin, who was seeing all this with a bored face came out of the room casually.

"Jungkook, is this the suit?" Jimin asked leaning to the bed taking a look at the material.

Manager widens his eyes and turns his head looking at Jimin's back, who was removing his shirt.

"You didn't tell me, he is still here, bitch!" The manager held Jungkook's cheeks with his left hand pressing his fingers, creating red marks. Jungkook was protesting and looking at Jimin's back expecting him to turn around and help him.

"Manager!" The cold toned voice reflected on the walls making the manager tense in his place. He gulps glaring at Jungkook, who had tears in his eyes.

"Ye—yes, Mr. Park, how may I help you?" The manager quickly turns around hoping Jimin didn't see anything.

"You. Are. Fired!" Jimin asked without turning while tucking his shirt and fixing his sleeves.

"Yo—you can not do that!" The manager panicked standing next to Jimin and looking scared.

"Of course, I can...you know I can eradicate your existence?" Jimin wore his coat and buttons it.

"Si—sir...no, you...please...don't, I have a family. " The manager requested and Jimin scoffed turning around. Jungkook was not there. The boy got his chance and slipped away.

Jimin got furious but kept the expressionless face slapping the manager on the face making him fall on the bed.

"Fine! On one condition get me the profile of Jungkook by tomorrow in my office. " saying that Jimin walked out of the room looking at the decreasing numbers on the elevator.

"You are mine!" Jimin whispers to himself taking his phone and called his Secretary waiting for him.

"The boy, who was with me...follow him. Prepare a report about his daily routine. " Jimin ends the call after stating his words.

Jungkook's POV:

When Manager, went to stand next to Mr. Park. I instantly with quiet steps walked out of the room, looking back to seeing anyone following me, I guess luck is with me. I see none and I smiled with a victory.

I jumped inside the elevator and just want to be out of this edifice. I marched out of the restaurant, feeling the cold winter wind slapping my cheeks. I huff warming my palms placing them on my cheeks to warm them, with a steady pace I walked to my destination. I can not take a cab, I need to save money for my father.

Recently, he has been diagnosed with leukemia. I was devastated couldn't believe the only family I had is suffering. I'm trying my best to earn money and making sure his treatment continues until I get a sufficient amount for his surgery. I don't want to lose my only family, tears brim in my eyes, and I quickly wipe them taking a deep breath, and look at the huge white building.

I paused my movement and turned around looking at right and left. I felt as if someone was following me as if I'm being watched, but there was nobody. I was mistaken with wind or something? I shrugged looking back at the building and walked inside bowing to the receptionist.

"Wait, your payment is still due, you said you'll pay today!" She stopped me, I gulp feeling my throat dry. I bowed to her.

"I'm sorry, just give me a few more days. I'll pay the bill. " I requested bowing again and again.

"I don't know, you have to talk with the director or the treatment will stop. " She informed shrugging going back to her work. I widen my eyes, no the treatment can't stop.

"Please, give me two days. I'll pay the bill. " I requested walking to the desk looking at her hopefully.

"Fine, just two days, remember that. " She pointed her finger. I smiled nodding my head and bowed her thanking.

I took the stairs going to the third floor to room #347. I peek inside the room seeing my father sitting and looking at the window. I smiled sadly, father loved winter because of snow.

"Appa!" I call him opening the door and gave a beaming smile. The doctor said to make sure, Appa doesn't get any stress. Because it can trigger his health.

"Koo..." Appa turns around smiled at me and sits straight. He has lost weight, his eyes look tired, Appa has acute myeloid leukemia (AML). It's said survival is rare and it depends on the age too. But, my Appa is strong, he will fight with it.

"How are you, Appa?" I slide a chair to sit next to him.

"Koo, I'm repeating, Let's go home. I know, I won't able to sur—"

"Appa, don't say that! " I held his hand tightly keeping my forehead on his hand.

"Please..." I sob holding his hand. I need to give him the strength to fight with it. But, here I'm the one who needs it.

"You are the only family, Appa. Let's fight together, hm?" I look at him with hopeful eyes. He smiled sadly nodding his head,

"I'll try, but promise me...if something goes wrong you won't stop your life, with or without me the sun will still shine and life goes on, and I want my Koo to face the world being as strong he is, yeah?" Appa caressed my hair smiling at me. I shook my head, sniffing.

"Koo, come here. " Appa opened his arms and I hugged him tightly.

"How was work?" Appa asked rubbing my back soothingly. My lips wobble remembering my job. I can not tell him the truth. He will worry and repeat it, like going back home not to waste money.

"It was ok, I need to get used to the new environment. " I mumble sighing.

"Yeah, I know my Koo is very hardworking, did you make friends?" Appa asks as I break the hug look at him. I didn't make friends when I tried talking with my coworkers, they ignored me.

"It's the first day, Appa! I need to concentrate on the work and with time I'll make friends too. " I explained with a smile. Appa nods his head.

"Appa, get some sleep," I helped him to lean back on the bed tucking him with a blanket.

After some time, when Appa fell asleep. I gave a kiss on his forehead and left the room asking the nurse to take care of him. I made my way to my home. The wind is blowing harsher, with the temperature is decreased too. I rub my palms together, walking slowly, looking around the street with people walking around wearing warm clothes. I look at my uniform, which is a thin fabric. Because the restaurant has patio heaters.

I sighed walking with aimless eyes, fisting my hand. Soon, I reached in front of my cozy apartment. I fumbled through my pocket for keys. But, nervous sweat forms on my forehead.

"I lo-lost it?" My hand shivered, looking thoroughly in my other pocket too. I didn't have a spare key with me. I usually keep things here and there and forget about them. I look below the mat hoping it to be there. But, there was only dust.

"A-appa!" I remember keeping a key with Appa in case this kind of situation happens. I turn around, swiftly walking on the streets and to my unfortunate, it was snowing.

My teeth chatter while I hug myself walking on the street with people looking at me weirdly. Who walks on the snowy street without wearing something warm? someone like me of course,

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Jimin's POV:

I stepped out of my SUV, walking straight into my corporation. Employees were constantly bowing to me. But, my focus was on the cabin. I stepped inside removing my blazer and keeping it over the chair and sat on it.

"Sir!" A voice with a knock.

"Come in!" I opened my laptop and taking my files.

"Sir, I followed the boy!" My Secretary informed. I look at the time it's 3 pm.

"The day didn't end yet!" I muttered looking at him for an explanation for leaving the task.

"Sir, I saw him entering a building, which had many small apartments. I can assume that it must be his home. " Secretary explains swallowing harshly, seeing his boss's calm state.

"Did I ask you to assume things or give valid information?" I asked keeping my pen down and interlocking my fingers, keeping them on the table.

"N-no, sir..." He bows his head,

"What else?" I lean back as he stood straight.

"Sir, as soon as he left the restaurant, he went to XYZ hospital. I followed him without being noticed.  But, he did sense something fishy that he turned—"

"Point?"

"Ahem, so he went to reception and the lady talked about unpaid bills. These are the print outs. " He gave me a file having the patient details with different medication, tests, therapy, at the end there was the amount written in the bold numbers.

"She wasn't giving me the information easily. I had to bribe her and—"

"The amount will be sent to your account, anything else?" I asked closing the file, keeping it aside.

"He was cold, yeah? I saw him rubbing his palm to keep himself warm. "

I need to buy some warm clothes for him.

"I badly wanted to give my overcoat to him,"

"Anything else?" I implored raising my eyebrows.

"Did you meet the patient?" I asked keeping eye on the laptop.

"I peeked inside the room and an old man. I could say, he must be the boy's father. " My Secretary nods his head loving his assumption.

"Secretary! Cancel my meetings!" I took my coat walking out of the cabin.

"Si-sir! No, we have an important meeting with Kims. " I glance at him, it was enough to shut him up.

"Wait, sir!" Again he stopped me,

"Now what!" I buttoned my coat.

"Sir, he dropped these keys while walking fast. This looks like the key to his home. " He explained giving me the key. I fisted my palm,

"You. Are. Fired!" I turned around leaving him stunned in his place.

He knew that without a key he can't enter his house. Where would the boy be now? He must be searching for it everywhere?

The main door opens with harsh wind and snow.

In this snow, he will be frozen then!

I went to my car, taking the key from my driver. I drove out to the main road. Luckily, I saw the address of the hospital on those papers. I'm sure, he might be walking to the hospital.

I hit the break, what if he had a spare key? I quickly took my phone.

"You have 3 seconds to tell me the address of the boy. " I said tapping my fingers on the steering wheel.

Uh, sir...he lives in the xxx street...

"Fine, continue your job as my Secretary!" I end the call turning the wheels to Jungkook's home.

Why am I doing this? The hell am I thinking about him? Those bills, how will he pay them?

Fk! I held the steering wheel tightly slamming my other hand on it. I turned my head and saw him walking while hugging himself. He was walking somewhere, he sneezes once.

"Bless you," I mumble

Writer's POV:

Jungkook hugs himself, rubbing his palms on his forearms. He shudders, whining inside seeing the snowfall increases. A car honks next to him, startling the poor soul. He held his hands on his heart, looking at the car with wide eyes. The window panel slides, showing a handsome man, who Jungkook had crossed paths with, not in good nor bad terms. Jungkook gulps looking at the eyes, being dark and stormy, holding and hiding a lot of emotions.

"Mr-Mr. Park? "

"Get in! " Jimin said gesturing through his head, rolling the glass up.

Jungkook was frozen in his place, blinking while debating with himself. A person, who he has met not more than ones, having such a sharp gaze and cold personality can be trusted?

The car honks again flinching the boy from his thoughts. He looks at the snow then at the car. The cold weather will surely freeze him, which can lead to him staying in the same hospital as his father. He took a deep breath and walks to the other side, pulling the door and sitting inside the car.

The coldness outside the car looks warmer than the cold eyes watching his movement. Jungkook buckles the strap, holding it tightly. Jimin turns his eyes to the front and ignites his car.

"Where!" Jimin said changing the gear, looking straight.

"XYZ hos-hospital..." Jungkook whispers looking at the window seeing the street light pass by.

"You constantly stutter?" Jimin asked holding the steering wheel with one hand and with the other hand, he gave heating pads to Jungkook.

(A/n: IDK what it's called as, heating pad, right?)

"Umm, " Jungkook took with not surety in his eyes and held it together between his palms.

"If-if I'm ner-nervous, it happens..." Jungkook replied and Jimin hums, looking at the white building, which can be seen at a distance. 

The snow was slowing down, but it was dusk, the atmosphere inside the car was quiet. Jungkook fiddling with his fingers and Jimin occasionally glances at Jungkook and driving with a straight face.

"We are here!" Jimin said looking at Jungkook, who quickly bowed his head thanking him, and steps out of the car to see even Jimin is out of the car while buttoning his blazer.

"I need to make sure, you are safe!" Jimin said gesturing Jungkook to lead the way with his head.

"Bu-but..." Jungkook stops seeing the cold eyes. He gulps and nodded his head.

They walk towards the main door when they walked towards the reception. Jimin stops and looks at the lady behind the counter.

"You go, I'll be here!" Jimin said and turned his shoes going towards the reception. Jungkook didn't get to say anything. He sighed and walked upstairs to meet his father.

"You know that boy?" Jimin asked pointing at Jungkook walking upstairs. The lady nods her head looking at Jimin suspiciously.

"So, you must be knowing about the patient Jeon Jeong-wu?" Jimin asked again hating to speak so much. The Lady nods her head.

Jimin quickly took his card from his wallet.

"Make the bill!" Jimin said keeping his wallet back in his pocket.

"Why are you paying, sir?" She raised her eyebrows.

This is what Jimin doesn't like, being questioned. He clicks his tongue and exhaled through his mouth.

"Do your job!" Jimin slams his card on the desk, glaring at her.

She flinched quickly typing down the patient's information. She was gulping while taking the card from the desk.

"Type...type your pin-" Jimin quickly typed his password and the bill was generated.

Jimin takes the card and glances at the bill.

"Give it to the boy!" Jimin said turning around to see Jungkook standing with a confused face.

"Jungkook, this man has paid your bill!" The lady informed Jungkook smiling at him. But, Jungkook had his eyes wide.

"This man?" Jimin turned to the lady raising his right eyebrow, not liking the words she spoke.

"I-i mean, Mr. Park Ji-Jimin..." She gulps cursing herself. She bowed being embarrassed.

"Mr. Park, why?" Jungkook asked fisting his house key, looking at Jimin with tearful eyes. Jungkook doesn't like people's pity, he doesn't need them.

"I don't want people's sympathy!" Jungkook clenched his key.

"It wasn't solely because of Sympathy. " Jimin answered as a matter of fact.

Jimin walks forward, standing in front of Jungkook, with his arms crossed.

"It's because I wanted to do it!" Jimin holds back his words. He desperately wanted to say to the younger.

It's because you are mine!

"If you want, you can return the money tomorrow!" Jimin shrugs, knowing precisely well that Jungkook will not be able to return them.

"By tomorrow?" Jungkook asked in disbelief. He has lost the job and by tomorrow he has to arrange such a high amount. Who will lend him?

"Or I have another option, which I'll say when you won't be able to return the money. " Jimin gave the alternative to Jungkook.

"Or just accept the sympathy!" Jimin continues, wanting to trigger Jungkook to the edge.

"You'll get it by tomorrow!" Jungkook said ready to walk away.

"Wait! Take this card!" Jimin gave his company card to Jungkook.

"This is where you need to reach with money!" Jimin said turning to the reception. Jungkook glares at Jimin, walking away.

Jimin looks over his shoulder seeing Jungkook storming off.

"Room number of Jeon!" Jimin said looking at the lady. She gulps,

"Take stairs to the third floor to room #347." The lady points to the stairs.

"Don't have an elevator?" Jimin rolled his eyes, keeping his hands inside his pocket.

"That's only for the patients and staff!" She replied holding the keyboard tightly. She sighed with relief seeing the man walking away.

Jimin's POV:

What a hospital! I look at the stairs, are they even sanitized properly? The receptionist looks so lazy, I wonder how other staff works here. I reached the room and knocked few times, being a polite man.

There was a quick reply to get in. I opened the door and saw a man around 55-60. He was pale, I must say the disease has taken its toll.

"Who are you?" The man sat straight looking at me with confusion. He has the same eyes as the boy.

"I'm Park Jimin," I said taking a seat on the chair.

"How can I help you, young man?" He asked with a smile.  He is very polite, I must say. Jungkook got it or learned from him, I guess.

"Sir, this might sound absurd. But, I want to marry your son!" His eyes showed flash and a frown etched on the forehead.

"What! You know my son?" He asked trying to sound as calm as possible as if I didn't drop a nuclear bomb here.

"I know him. Sir, I know, you don't know me and you don't trust me. But, when I saw him. I understand, he is the one..." I look at his reaction, he was expecting more explanation from me.

"It's just, the way he looks makes me wanna protect him from everything. His innocent eyes, hold so many emotions. He stood strong against the world all these years. Now, I want to be the shield, to protect him from all the troubles. The harm should pass through me to reach him, his beautiful soul. " I said anything and everything I can to convince this man.

"I don't mind it, as long as it's Jungkook's wish. If he wants to be with you then you have my consent. " Jeon held my hand and smiled at me. I nod my head and bowed to him.

"Why didn't you show up with Jungkook?" He asked, there we go...question! I took a deep breath,

"It's because I was nervous!" Never can this Park Jimin be nervous.

"It's ok, son! It happens!" He laughed, I simply look down.

My mission is accomplished. Now, it's just the deal. I smirk and look at my watch.

"I didn't get anything today. But, next time I'll—"

"Not required, just take care of my son. I know I don't have much time. But, he is stubborn not listening to me. " He gave a weak smile, I nodded my head.

"Sir, get well soon!" I said getting up and bowed to him. He nods his head, smiling. This much bowing, I turned around closing the door behind me.

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Jungkook's POV:

I huff sitting on my bed looking at the card,

"That arrogant, piece of a—" I held my mouth. No bad words, Jungkook! I plopped on the bed, I groan looking at the ceiling.

How am I supposed to get so much money? It's not possible in a day! Should I take a loan? Duh, those banks will ask about different documents, by the time, I somehow arrange everything, it'll too late and I have to accept his pity.

I shook my head, no way, I'm allowing that! He told, about giving me a choice. Should I accept it?

"Let's find a way, Jungkook!" I encouraged myself, getting up and seeing the cold weather.

"Tomorrow morning, I'll try..." I whispered seeing the snow-covered street, through my window.